Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 811 Fuxi, the Devil

"The results of it?"

Styx looked extremely sad, "I turned around, followed the most perfect model, and made good fortune all the way, and what I made in the end were all the f*cking things."

"It would be strange if there was no Fuxi playing ghosts in the middle!" Styx Demon Ancestor was so excited that he was about to jump up, and the two swords behind his back trembled faintly. Time, I didn't find any problems."

"But later, when everyone became the Great Heavenly Lord, that era has been completely locked. At most, we can go back and glance at it. Self-existence has no impact on the world at that time. It is equivalent to nothing. If we really need to study it in depth, we may not be sure. It’s just that a piece of cognition was quietly deleted.”

"I want to have a duel with Fuxi!" The Demon Ancestor Styx was furious, full of murderous intent, and a terrifying demonic atmosphere, emitting bursts of demonic sounds.

The Demon Ancestor Xin waved his hand and glanced at the Demon Ancestor Kunpeng. The latter understood, looked helplessly at Ming He, and let go of his hand without hesitation.

"Chong!"

Yuantu's Abi's swords were unsheathed, and the breath of an endless sea of ​​blood swept across. In this deserted place, it seemed that he was about to set off a heinous slaughter.

The two swords fell into the hands of the Styx Demon Ancestor as if they were spiritual.

The Demon Ancestor Styx, holding two swords, did not show his supernatural power, but turned around with infinite sorrow, and met the helpless eyes of Demon Ancestor Kunpeng.

Turning around, looking at the indifferent Ancestor of the Heart Demon who still couldn't see clearly, Minghe smiled coquettishly, and forcibly put away the two swords, regardless of the rule that blood must be seen when unsheathed.

What rules, I, the Styx Demon Ancestor, can't change it?

"Do you still want a duel?" Heart Demon Ancestor asked lightly.

Styx Demon Ancestor chuckled, "It was just a joke because of the dull atmosphere just now."

The Heart Demon Ancestor looked at Styx with some deep meaning in his eyes, seeing him startled, but he didn't dare to say anything.

After a while, the Heart Demon Ancestor nodded slightly, "Forget it, Fuxi who came across the time series, I sent you away this time. From now on, in the long river of time series, you must ask Zhulong a lot, and don't make this mistake again."

"Remember the teachings of the Heart Demon Ancestor." The Great Peacock Demon King spoke first, and then Shi Shiran withdrew from the stage. Then, the giants of the demonic way who were present all retreated one after another.

After all the demon masters left, the heart demon ancestor shook his head and began to deal with the upcoming troubles.

He waved his hand lightly, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and in an instant, he came to a vast, boundless place.

……

"Hongmeng opened up the division of yin and yang, and the essence of nature returned to Wuji.

Seeking the Tao for ten thousand years with one thought, Mishima repaired the heart of the world.

Let's ask where the Dao is passed on, and the yin and yang gossip are divided in the palm.

The prehistoric master of all ages, Tai Haoxi, the ancestor of ancient times. "

The faint singing sound came from afar, and the phantom of a cloud pattern star robe slowly walked through the endless years, as if "stepping down" step by step.

Ye Ang's phantom came from the years, with the breath of ancient vicissitudes, and even with the wild taste of the prehistoric years, he nodded slightly towards the existence in front of him whose face was shrouded in time and space, "Fellow Daoist, this seat Fuxi, I am bothering you."

The Ancestor of the Heart Demon in the cyan imperial suit did not hide at all, "This seat, one of the ancestors of the Demon Dao, the ancestor of the Heart Demon."

Ye Ang was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he asked tentatively: "Your Taoist surname is Ye?"

Xin Mo nodded slightly, then shook his head again, "It was originally named Ye, but it was changed to Feng later."

Ye Ang looked at the guy in front of him with a strange expression, and after a while, he finally couldn't help asking: "Is it interesting to tease yourself?"

The demon shook his head, "You are wrong."

"First of all, I am the heart demon, not Fuxi. Secondly, you are you and I am me. Although we are one, our cognition is different after all."

Ye Ang nodded slightly, nodded in understanding, and then said: "This is the first time I have traveled through time series in the prehistoric world, but I don't know where it came from?"

"Journey to the West." The demon said lightly.

"Journey to the West?" Ye Ang was a little surprised, "Is the span so big?"

"There is no absolute relationship between eras and eras. For a while, I can't explain it. You didn't come here, and I won't communicate with you." The demon said: "From my point of view , I can only tell you that from the origin of the prehistoric to the convergence of Daluo and Zixiao Palace, the eras are not continuous. Each era is a section. From the looks of it, the entire time series is coherent, single and orderly."

"But this is not the case. The historical evolution in the long river of time series is actually coherent for the bottom layer, but for Da Luo, it is segment by segment, and their projections are continuous."

"Wait!" Ye Ang waved his hand and asked, "According to what you said, these eras are not coherent, could there still be gaps?"

The inner demon nodded, "What's the fault? It's just a period of years of endless debate, so it's completely locked for the time being. Only the side that is mutually recognized will be projected and stretched to make it look coherent outside of the time sequence."

While talking, black bars of different lengths appeared in front of the heart demon. They were arranged neatly on a piece of paper, and a light source was shining on the top, so a continuous black shadow appeared below.

"That's it." Heart Demon nodded slightly.

Ye Ang pointed at one place, and asked, "Above your several shadows, there are overlapped and intersected parts."

The heart demon praised: "Your reaction is very good. In fact, the competition between adjacent eras is often extremely fierce, so everyone is used to commenting on that part by themselves, and likes to extend the era that they dominate slightly to both sides. Some, there is overlap, not surprising."

"At this time, it is to see who has a higher influence, and the 'shadow' cast can better represent the mainstream at that time."

Ye Ang understood a little bit, although he still had doubts in his heart, he stopped asking about this, instead he started to ask about the existence in front of him.

"What's going on in this situation?"

"Luo Hu can't die." The Heart Demon Ancestor said lightly.

"What?" Ye Ang wondered, how did Luo Hu get involved with him?The demon needs to come forward to explain in person.

"The way of magic is a necessary part of the prehistoric world, and it must be preserved, but Styx is unwilling to perform the innate way of magic, and sit in the position of the original demon leader. So he can only continue to put Luo Hu on top."

"The situation at this stage is very complicated. I can only tell you that there are Taiyi levels in the magic way, and there are quite a few of them."

Ye Ang was shocked.

Is Taiyi a Chinese cabbage?In the magic way, there are actually many?So how strong will it be in this era?

These are too easy to rely on the magic way to exist, and the source of the magic way must not be destroyed, so it is really a last resort to help Luo Hu.

After all, saving Rahu is saving oneself?
"But they are too easy, and the way they do things is too unclean. Just this time, Hongjun caught the handle, and that's why I came here." Ye Ang complained.

"Speaking of this, I need to remind you once, when your strength cannot easily break through the timing blockade, it is best not to do this kind of thing again."

Looking at Ye Ang's phantom, the demon sighed and said: "If something happens, you may only regret it later."

(End of this chapter)