Great Primordial, Concept River God, Scoops Up Pangu Ax At The Start

"He handed over the Investment of Gods to Yuanshi, sowing dissension is just superficial.

"Everyone is not a fool, and will not be fooled by this."

"His move is really a conspiracy."

"Now he has given you the Investment of Gods. If you don't write down the names of your disciples on it, he can use this as a reason, and at least force your disciples to enter the list.

"The most important thing is to stop-depose your Saint position."

"Without the Saint personality, you are just ordinary mythical earth immortals, and he can knead you at will.

Yuanshi took out Investiture of Gods, like looking at a hot potato.

"So what do we do now?"

Yuanshi asked anxiously.

A smile flashed on Tianhe's face, and he said with a smile: "In that case, let's do whatever we can."

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, Bao Time and Space Changhe appeared in the Palace of Empress Wa.

"Throw it in."

"what?"

"Throw in the Investment of Gods."

Only then did Yuanshi react, throwing the Investment of Gods into the long river of time and space.

Tianhe stepped into it, two divine lights emerged in the long river, and Tian Teng came to Tianhe.

"Young Yuanshi, did you lose this Investment of Gods, or this mythical Investment of Gods?"

Tianhe stared at Yuanshi and asked softly.

Yuanshi was slightly taken aback, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, he pointed to the Investment of Gods and said, "This is what I lost."

Tianhe smiled and nodded, "To reward your honesty, these two Investments of Gods are given to you."

Two rays of divine light entered Yuanshi's bosom, and the Milky Way scattered across time and space.

"This mythology, Investiture of Gods, has been transformed by me. Even if it is named in it, it is still a free body."

"Moreover, its appearance and aura are no different from the original Investiture of Gods, enough to deceive the Yuanshi Heavenly King."

Tianhe stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zi Xiaogong in the distance.

Yuanshi Tianwang seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and raised his head slightly.

The sights of the two mythological Great Way Immortal are intertwined.

"When Human Race grows in strength, Heavenly Court will fight Human Race to determine the Investment of the Gods."

"At that time, those who die will all enter the Investment of Gods, and all will be ministers of the Heavenly Court.

"As for who will be the Emperor of Heaven and who will be in charge of the Investment of Gods, each depends on his own ability."

"how do you feel?"

Tianhe looked at Yuanshi with a smile on his face.

The corner of Yuanshi Heavenly King's mouth lightly raised.

"It's kind of interesting, it's okay to promise you."

Two mythical Great Way Immortals, one with Heavenly Court as a chess piece, and the other with Human Race as a chess piece, the War of the Investiture of Gods determines the winner or loser.

Time passed quietly.

After Tianhe and Yuanshi Tianwang made an agreement, Great Primordial gradually calmed down.

In the Heavenly Court, Hao Tian recruited the remnants of the Demon Race wantonly and divided them into immortal officials.

Human Race is also thriving, and the third mythical Taoist was born.

Mythological Dao Foundation: Immortal Black Clothes Dao Foundation.

Suiren Clan, Youchao's, Ziyi's.

The first three ancestors of Human Race were born.

Palace of Empress Wa.

Tianhe played with Book of Myriad Charted Rivers and Bell of Primordial Chaos in his hands.

"Human Race is now on the right track, it's time for you to be born."

Tianhe whispered softly, pointing his finger slightly.

A divine light of the true spirit flew up from the Book of Myriad Charted Rivers, sank into the void, escaped into Hell, and went straight into the Six Paths of Samsara.

Human Race, Huaxu Kingdom.

Hua Xu stepped on Thor's footsteps, and Fu Xi should be transported into the abdomen.

"Is your brother coming back?"

Behind Tianhe, Nuwa asked with joy in his eyes.

"That's right, Fu Xi is coming back."

Tianhe looked at Hua Xuguo and at the newly born baby.

As if to celebrate the birth of Fu Xi, all the heavens and myriad worlds trembled.

Countless world projections appeared in the sky above Huaxu Kingdom.

Myths and visions, all worlds worship.

"Fu Xi was born, and the first Emperor of Heaven of Human Race is about to be born."

"He will replace Hao Tian, ​​lead the mythical Human Race, and go further into the future."

The sky above Huaxu Country.

A little divine light shot up into the sky from Fu Xi.

Under the watchful eyes of all the Human Race, the myth gradually evolved and turned into a mythological foundation.

"Is this the Mythical Dao Foundation?"

"My fourth mythical foundation of Human Race was born again."

"What is the origin of this son? He was born as a foundation of mythology?"

Numerous Human Race discussions abound.

Fu Xi, who had just been born and formed the foundation of mythology, suddenly opened her eyes.

"My name is Fu Xi, and now I will break the foundation of the Dao foundation by knotting myths and humanity."

Above the void, Dao Ji turned into a human figure.

The sun, the moon, and the stars rotate behind the head, and the chaotic land under the feet is like a Lord of Heaven & Earth.

In the Palace of Empress Wa, Tianhe and Nuwa looked at the vision of Fu Xi's birth, and their eyes were full of joy.

Twenty short years have passed.

Fu Xi has grown from a baby to an adult.

With a light tap of Tianhe's fingertips, Book of Myriad Charted Rivers landed on Longma at the door.

"Go to Luoshui to meet Fu Xi and send this picture.

Tianhe looked at Longma and ordered.

Ryoma nodded, and with one step forming a cloud, he left the Palace of Empress Wa and headed for the Great Primordial land.

...ask for flowers...

On the bank of Luoshui, Fu Xi looked at the river surface, and there were so many Grand Daos in his heart that kept spinning, wanting to integrate into one, and develop the foundational method for the Human Race mythical Grand Dao.

Fu Xi has been thinking about it for twenty years, but he still hasn't gained much.

"Yin."

A dragon chant sounded, and Fu Xi looked forward.

Seeing a dragon horse stepping on the water from a distance, Fu Yi showed a smile on his face.

Until Ryoma came to Fu Xi, Fu Xi touched Ryoma's head.

"long time no see."

Longma rubbed Fu Xi's big hand affectionately, and with a shake of his back, the Book of Myriad Charted Rivers flew up and landed in Fu Xi's hand.

Fu Xi's eyes lit up, and he took the Book of Myriad Charted Rivers, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had caught something.

Fu Xi sat cross-legged again, wanting to catch the flash of inspiration just now.

The dragon horse crawled on one side intimately, protecting Fu Xi.

Time flies, years go by.

Forty-four years passed again.

Fu Xi is now sixty-four years old.

"I see."

"Thousands of things in the world, although they are complicated, they are finally classified into the eighth class."

"Mythological Dao Foundation, although it has mythological characteristics, it cannot escape from these eighth-order sequences.

"Qiantian, Kundi, Xunfeng, Zhenlei, Kanshui, Lihuo, Genshan, Duize."

"To allow thousands of Grand Dao to be one, is to gossip Heavenly Dao."

Fu Xi's voice became louder and louder, and gradually resounded between heaven and earth.

Above Nine Heavens, rendered in bright yellow Karmic Merit, keeps falling.

With a big move, Fu Xi grabbed those Karmic Merits into his hands, continuously condensed them, and turned them into a round of Karmic Merit gossip god monuments.

"Using the blood of the Human Race as the road, the gossip Grand Dao uses the Karmic Merit as the carrier, and spreads in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Human Race."

With a soft drink from Fu Xi, the gossip Karmic Merit stele in his hand turned into a stream of light, which was transmitted to the hearts of all Human Races along the human race's blood.

All Human Race's hearts suddenly brightened, and a gossip Karmic Merit stele appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, with hundreds of millions of Grand Dao floating up and down on it.

In just an instant, countless mythical visions soared into the sky.

Hundreds of millions of Human Race, the number is so huge, there are countless people who are only one step away from the mythical foundation.

At this time, the gossip Karmic Merit stele opened the last layer of fog, broke out in an instant, communicated with the future body, borrowed the future Grand Dao, and formed the foundation of mythology in the present time and space.

Fu Xi looked at the world with his hands behind his back, and there were mythical visions rising all over the Great Primordial land.

Every mythical vision shows that there is a Human Race forming the foundation of the mythology. .