In the blood, it is like burning fire, flowing at an extremely fast speed. The internal organs, every inch of flesh and blood on the body are constantly being refined in this process, and it is like forging a supreme and peerless magic weapon.

It was Qi Wuhuo's elder brother Xuandu who gave Qi Wuhuo's innate human physique to the young Taoist with his blood.

After this essence and blood enter the body, there should be a long and slow gradual improvement.

But now that he was close to Emperor Wa, this process was accelerated at an extreme speed, hundreds of times and thousands of times.

If this is really the body of Emperor Wa, then she has been sleeping here for at least several eons.

For an innate god like her, even if her soul dissipates, her body will remain incorruptible and will even naturally emit some special power outwards, exerting a certain degree of influence on the surroundings. Just like in ancient mythology,

After some gods die, even if their blood is spilled on the earth, they will transform into a race of creatures.

This is because the body does not decay and the will lasts forever.

The same is true for Emperor Wa.

It's just that in these few catastrophes, the auras that Emperor Wa unconsciously released were suppressed by the boundless sea of ​​blood.

The pure Qi is suppressed by all the turbid evil spirits and is difficult to disperse. It just keeps accumulating. Although the sea of ​​​​blood is huge, it is thirsty for the blood of living beings. It has no interest in this breath. Therefore, this breath becomes stronger every day and becomes stronger every year.

Years ago, until today's Blood Sea riots, the resentment that suppressed the Blood Sea has completely disappeared.

An innate human race that has not yet completed its transformation has arrived here.

"Oops……"

Qi Wuhuo felt his body changing rapidly.

The heart is beating wildly, flesh and blood, Qi's perception ability, and all basic qualities are improving rapidly with a jaw-dropping feeling. This is enough to prove that the Emperor Wa in front of him does indeed exist and is not a real person.

Some kind of illusion, or Fuxi's back-up plan.

However, Emperor Wa died in Taiyi's hands.

Could it be said that the erasure of Taiyi was only the erasure of the concept of self-Tao, and the body of Emperor Wa fell into the sea of ​​blood.

It should have dissipated.

But Fuxi once again stamped the traces of Emperor Wa on the avenue.

So this body can be preserved here?

Or is it that the Taiyi at that time just erased the concept of the existence of Emperor Wa? After this body lost that meaning, it was not actually annihilated, but it just no longer had the characteristics of Emperor Wa?

Qi Wuhuo recalled the past and suddenly noticed some details that he had not noticed at the time, which came from Qi Ling's statement——

[Then he set up a plan to guide all the major events in the Second Tribulation, guide the conflicts among the gods, and finally gathered all the power to kill the Supreme God [Taiyi], drive away the candle dragon, kill Kunpeng, create a sea of ​​blood, kill Zhu Rong, and destroy Gonggong.

, everything that the Supreme God Taiyi was proud of was shattered and trampled into the soil.】

[…Convert all spirits into monsters, cause their bloodlines to degenerate and weaken, and their descendants to turn into monsters and beasts to be eaten by humans.]

‘Hematopoietic Sea’

'Convert all spirits into monsters and cause their bloodlines to degrade and weaken...'

These two lines of text lit up in Qi Wuhuo's mind, like thunder in an instant.

There are so many spirits, how could Fuxi weaken their bloodline...

How to create a sea of ​​blood?!

This endless sea of ​​blood is the three innate spiritual veins, but this does not mean that the current sea of ​​blood is still just the three pure spiritual veins...

Qi Wuhuo raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and suddenly he started to beat wildly. The image of the young man who was as gentle as jade and had an elegant temperament was a bit dazzling. If the information obtained so far is combined, it is probably that Fuxi secretly joined forces with Xuehai, and then in the Second Tribulation Era

When there was a lot of chaos, countless corpses of powerful men fell into the sea of ​​blood, intending to forcibly warm the body of Emperor Wa with the blood of countless powerful immortals and gods.

Therefore, the Great Heavenly Lord of the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure slashed the sea of ​​blood and was not completely annihilated for the first time.

Therefore, only half of it was cut off the second time, and the other part was hung directly in the sky. Therefore, with the cold and domineering nature of Arctic Ziwei, in that era, he actually allowed such ancient remnants to exist in the place he controlled.

In the fighting department, he did not lead the Arctic Exorcist Academy to completely beat this sea of ​​blood to physical and mental destruction.

They all know?!

The young Taoist pressed his eyebrows, feeling the heat in his body and the pulse of his blood. He just felt that the more he explored the mists of history in the past, he would be able to understand some problems, and at the same time he would find more things he didn't understand.

Wuhuo was on guard at this time.

According to all current clues and past experiences, Emperor Wa's true identity is hidden here, so Fuxi will not be absent.

In fact, if it weren't for the abnormality of his bloodline, Qi Wuhuo would have even doubted whether the Emperor Wa in front of him was Fuxi.

Could this be just a pretense to attract attention?

In other words, could there be a smaller version of Fuxi hidden behind Emperor Wa's body?

The intense feeling brought about by the changes in his bloodline caused Qi Wuhuo's thoughts to become somewhat scattered, not as condensed and pure as before.

But at this moment, a chill suddenly rose in the young Taoist's heart.

His instinct, which was stronger than before, made him pull out the sword in an instant, and the newly transformed Blood River Sword involved Yun Xia.

Turning around suddenly, he slashed down vertically. The glow was brilliant, the sword energy was magnificent, and it collided with a sword energy, causing ripples in the layers. The power of this sword was slightly stronger than before, but it was just above the sword.

The fierce energy contained in it was so unparalleled that even though Qi Wuhuo had blocked it, he was still injured by the aftermath. There was a crack in the Taoist robe and a wound on his shoulder.

There was no wave in the blood sea around him. In the deepest part of such a deep blood sea, it was difficult for Qi Wuhuo to see the direction of the sword wielder.

The other party's Qi was also perfectly restrained, never being exposed at all.

The young Taoist's mind was restrained, and there was no change at all. The wound on his shoulder was bleeding out, but he could actually feel that his wound began to heal with the regeneration ability that humans should not have. Holding the sword, his mind and spirit were united.

The eyes are even closed directly, and the perception ability is magnified to the highest level.

He held his sword to block the space where Emperor Wa was.

who is it?!

Fuxi?!

In other words, Taiyi's old minister.

Or is he using Emperor Wa's body as a trap and bait, Fuxi's enemy?

Of course, the most likely possibility is that Fuxi prepared a murderous strong man to guard against others.

When it comes to these ancient and immemorial grievances and grievances, the young Taoist doesn't know much. Just when he appears here, he is attacked. These ancient and immemorial things are just like the deep sea. It seems calm. Once you go deep into it, it involves...

Certain things will be in deep crisis.

However, Emperor Wa was here, and his position could no longer allow him to make any concessions.

Holding the sword at this moment, he still habitually uses his own fighting style, unfolds his soul and spirit, infers the position in his mind, fights with the sword, and uses magical powers. Although he does it casually, he also has his own rules. It's just that the swords are

The Qi is sharp and sharp, but it can always break through Qi Wuhuo's sexual aura. Some are sharp, some are quick, and some are calm and murderous.

After only a moment of confrontation, the young Taoist had wounds all over his body.

It was as if this style of sword fighting was specifically designed to restrain his fighting style.

The Taoist robes Qi Wuhuo wears are modified from the Dongyang Emperor's armor and robes. According to the Jade Emperor, although it has not reached the level of a great emperor due to time constraints, it can still be considered a pretty good body protection.

The object is invulnerable to swords and guns, cannot be drowned by water, cannot be burned by fire, and cannot leave any trace after being forged by thunder. At this moment, in front of the sword energy, it is easily torn apart.

The sword energy was like rain, becoming more and more dense, and gradually became difficult to defend against.

There was a pain in the right thigh, and a layer of blood was brought out from the sword edge by the sword wind.

Qi Wuhuo's eyes narrowed and he used his sword to defend himself. It takes time for the rest of his magical powers to operate. The majestic momentum created by the sword energy moves gathered at this moment cannot be drawn out even in this small amount of time. It can be seen that it is terrifying and oppressive. The young man

The sword moves in front of the Taoist's eyes were like a storm that never stopped, and it never gave Qi Wuhuo any time to breathe.

Qi Wuhuo's own spiritual expansion sense gradually failed to keep up with such a fierce and extreme sword power.

Gradually, it became necessary to use the instinct to draw the sword quickly and break the move quickly, and there was no longer any time to think.

Slowly, even the thought of drawing the sword disappeared.

The Blood River Sword rippled, and he faintly sensed the changes in the blood sea. The next moment, an undetectable idea emerged from the bottom of his heart. Xing Ling had not yet prompted him, but Qi Wuhuo had already followed his instinct and intuition and held the sword in his back.

Sweeping out, accompanied by the clang of the sword in an instant, a stream of light erupted from the Blood River Sword. For the first time, it was possible to predict in advance the sword light coming out of the endless sea of ​​blood, and even reverse it.

Attack, a tribulation sword slashes with sword energy, sinking into the deepest place of the blood sea.

The waves were slashed, and with a backhand grip, thunder struck there.

I seemed to hear a soft puff in my ears.

It seemed that the person who made the move was also very curious. A little surprised by the rapid improvement and reaction of the young Taoist in front of him, Qi Wuhuo raised his hand and wiped the blood flowing down his cheek with his thumb, and finally locked on the existence of the Qi machine.

He looked at the direction and said, "Why don't you, fellow Taoist, hide here?"

"Is it someone from ancient times, or is it Emperor Xi Fuxi...?!"

"Fuxi?"

A laugh came from the depths of the blood sea, and then he said lightly: "Look to the left."

The young Taoist did not look at it immediately, but the latter's sharpness and murderous intent were much restrained at this moment, so Qi Wuhuo also gained a glimmer of consciousness and noticed that there was a pile of corpses on the left, all of them were wearing green shirts, and there was even one

The name has not been completely transformed into flesh and blood, and he still looks like a scribe wearing a green shirt. He looks familiar, it is Fuxi!
To be continued...