Prehistoric: Traveling through Fuxi and opening up the mythical Da Luofa

After confirming that everything was safe, Fuxi's mind moved, the power of time and space circulated in his body, and the next moment, he had already arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

This is the birthplace of the Wu Clan, and the turbid air is raging all over the sky and the earth, like an earth dragon rolling.

For the creatures who swallowed the aura of the prehistoric, this place is worthless.

But for the Wu Clan, these turbid air from the earth are very precious.

It is also because of the cover of the turbid air of the earth that they can grow with peace of mind until the end of the Dragon and Han catastrophe.

But at this moment, Fuxi's arrival disrupted all this.

With just one thought, the turbid air of the earth separated towards the two sides at this time, as if welcoming Fuxi's arrival, which is quite miraculous.

Stepping forward, Fuxi's eyes flickered, as if a star was shining.

With his eyes that penetrated everything, he saw the situation under the cover of thousands of earth's turbid air.

One side of the blood pool surged, and a treasure hall stood tall, majestic and imposing.

Vaguely, it seems to be able to see an indomitable strong man waving the ax in his hand, opening up the world.

It is the remnants of the power and Dao rhyme of the Great God Pangu, which still lingers even after countless yuanhuis.

"Sure enough, he is indeed a person who almost aspires to the Dao, and is far from being comparable to the so-called sages of the Dao of Heaven."

Fuxi praised it, and immediately looked at the twelve huge cocoons beside him.

These twelve huge cocoons are the later Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Dijiang, the ancestor of space, Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time, Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, Gonggong, the ancestor of water...

These are all top figures who are famous in later generations, and who can shock the prehistoric world by stepping out alone.

But at this moment, he is huddled in a cocoon, absorbing Pangu's essence and blood in the Pangu Palace and the turbid air of the boundless earth, and has not yet been born.

"Sure enough, the Witch Clan was not born!"

Fuxi was not disappointed either, he came here for the power of belief of the Wu Clan, and also for this Pangu Temple.

"It is rumored that this Pangu Temple was transformed from the heart of the Great God Pangu. I want to see what is so mysterious!"

At the moment, as soon as Fuxi raised his hand, the phantom of Hunyuan Bagua emerged.

Infused with the original ancestral qi, the Hunyuan gossip has reached an unbelievable level.

Thousands of rays of light evolved to completely cover the Pangu Temple.

Chapter 4 The Law of Power The Pangu Palace is said to have been transformed by the heart of the Great God Pangu, and it contains countless secrets.

And when it comes to the Great God Pan Gu, everyone in this prehistoric world knows it, and everyone knows it.

The prehistoric world was born because of Pan Gu's act of opening the sky, and all things in the prehistoric world were transformed by Pan Gu, who doesn't call Pan Gu a "father god".

However, the avenue cultivated by Pangu, the great god who transformed all things, is not the way of good fortune that created all things, but the avenue of strength.

What is the Dao of Power?

The ultimate strength is the great way of strength!

The Road to Mastery!

It can open the sky, split the earth, hold a Pangu axe, kill three thousand gods and demons, open up chaos, and create the world.

And this Pangu Temple, where traces of Pangu's power and Dao rhyme remain, is the easiest place in this world to feel the law of power.

I only sigh that none of the twelve ancestor witches comprehend the law of power, let alone try to spy on the avenue of power.

And other creatures in this prehistoric world did not dare to come to the center of the witch clan--Pangu Temple.

If anyone dared to set foot on this sacred place of the Wu Clan, they would only be greeted with overwhelming anger and pursuit from the Wu Clan.

Fuxi who broke into here at this moment is no exception.

Although the ancestral witch has not changed form, only the source, but there is already a consciousness.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the future, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who had the most violent personalities, were already furious.

"Who is this person, why is he here?"

"What is his intention? Could it be that he wants to get close to Pangu Palace?"

"Bold, how dare you do that!"

"It's just a creature with no cultivation base, how can it be so bold?!!!"

"Pangu Temple was transformed from the heart of Father God, this beast is so bold, we must not keep it!!"

"If it wasn't for my brother not yet transformed, today would be his death day, and he would definitely be crushed to ashes."

. . . . . .

Twelve cocoons, twelve origins of ancestral witches, and twelve murderous auras locked Fuxi's aura, wishing that this trespasser could be eaten up! ! !

It's just that this kind of threat has no effect on Fuxi, and he directly ignored the explosive murderous intent.

The status of this witch clan in the world is very special.

Whether it is the identity of Pan Gu's descendant or his own powerful ability, it is enough to make people dare not act rashly.

And if they knew about the rivalry between the two clans of liches in the later generations and the feat of dominating the wilderness, no one would dare to offend the Twelve Ancestral Witches at this time.

That's no different from committing suicide!

But Fuxi is different!

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed by Pangu's body, they were top-notch.

But in the final analysis, they are just descendants of Pangu.

Not to mention that Fuxi's cultivation at this moment is far superior to these people.

You don't have to take it to heart.

Even those ancestral witches who will stand on the peak of the prehistoric world in the future, to him, they are nothing more than that!

Although he came here for the luck of the Wu Clan, the Pangu Temple is more important right now.

As his mind flashed, Fuxi stopped paying attention, and the chaotic gossip in his hands continued to envelope the Pangu Palace.

A huge black and white sphere soared into the sky at this moment, turbulently forming thousands of divine patterns of good fortune, intertwined in the void.

A stream of celestial music spreads, like a melodious guqin.

Fuxi's own magic weapon, Fuxiqin, has appeared behind him at some point, blooming with thousands of brilliance.

The gorgeous light and the wonderful fairy music are intertwined, catering to the Hunyuan gossip, forming a mysterious and mysterious picture scroll!

The dao rhyme between heaven and earth is constantly being affected and absorbed at this moment.

They travel through space and time.

The mysteries are endless!

Ordinary people can't see through it at all, and can't capture it!

But at this moment, under the reflection of Hunyuan gossip, thousands of Daoyun have nowhere to hide.

"This person is not without cultivation!"

"Why does his method scare me a little?"

"The manifestation of thousands of Dao rhymes is so magical!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were completely shocked and inexplicable.

In their eyes, Fuxi was just an ordinary person with no cultivation.

But in their minds, they never thought that if they were just ordinary people, how could they come here?

As for the infinite dao rhyme, the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't feel much.

After all, they don't have souls!

But the shocking picture filled with immortal sounds and radiant rays of light cannot be concealed.

"Hey, what is that?!!!"

Emperor Jiang, the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, let out a voice of astonishment.

I saw that many dao rhymes attract each other, the space is torn apart, and it can't bear the things that are about to appear.

In an instant, a feeling of heaven and earth falling emerged, lingering in the hearts of many ancestor witches.

Like a boulder, they couldn't breathe.

The incomparably terrifying phantom solidified a bit in midair, turning into an invisible but more tangible terrifying existence.

The heaven and the earth seemed to be mourning at this moment, as if they couldn't bear the terrifying coercion at all.

And an extremely familiar feeling emerges, incomparably majestic, comparable to the rebirth of Pangu, standing upright!

That's a rule!

The space where the law is located is destroyed by earth, fire, water and wind.

Looking at it from afar, my body and mind trembled. If I looked at that minute and a half more, I am afraid that my soul would tremble and be shattered!

Twelve cocoons are holding their breath at this moment, feeling the surging blood in their bodies.

The instinctive worship made them kneel down.

One after another breaths were pulled out from their bodies, heading towards the Law of the Dao of Power.

"It's the law of strength!"

"It's the law of Father God's power!!!"

"How could this be!"

"Father God has fallen, who else in this world can induce the law of force?"

"Even my descendants are far behind. Who is this person? What is his identity?"

One after another howls and shouts burst out from the minds of these ancestral witches.

It wasn't the previous anger, but the urgent desire formed under the strong shock.

Their gazes intertwined, and they fell on Fuxi standing in front of the law of force, his clothes fluttering with the wind, like a celestial being exiled from the sky.

But at this moment, Fu Xi's mood is not so excited.

"This is the law of force?"

The violent and powerful law that others can't see directly, looks extremely docile in Fuxi's hands.

He originally thought that the law of pulling power would be extremely difficult.

But he never expected that he, who had practiced the Mythical Da Luofa Hongmeng Sutra, could easily do this under the control of Hunyuan Bagua.

It was a surprise!

At this moment, he didn't delay any longer, the original ancestral qi gushed out from his palm, wrapped the law, and incorporated the law into his body.

Even the most top-notch power would never dare to make such a reckless move.

This is the law of strength, the first of the three thousand laws.

As long as there is a mistake, after all, the body explodes and dies, and all the cultivation bases are in vain.

Only Fuxi, who accommodated the original ancestral energy and even surpassed the ancestral witch's physical body, could bear such a bold behavior.

After being incorporated into the body, Fuxi began to comprehend the law without the slightest obstacle!

In an instant, there are countless thrilling images intertwined and flickering, extremely clear and extremely fast!

Since the green lotus nurtured Pangu, Pangu created the world.

There is also the Pangu War Demon God, showing the Three Thousand Ways.

Chapter 5 Shocked!Dao pattern!

A phantom suddenly appeared when Fuxi was comprehending the law of power.

Holding a huge axe, he roared angrily to the sky, and swung it with all his strength.