Next to Si Xuan, the dragon girl's purple dragon eyes were shining, looking at the beautiful woman wearing a five-color mask from a distance, looking very interested in the Bagua Dao patterns around her.

She pondered for a moment before speaking: "The imperial bloodline of Emperor Fuxi... is a bit strange. It seems that he divided his imperial blood into two parts, one for the Dragon Path and the other for the Bagua Dao. That woman is awakened

The emperor’s blood of Bagua.”

"Is there such a thing?" Si Xuan also looked at Feng Huang with some interest. There was indeed no dragon energy in the opponent's body.

The Dragon Stele God standing in the sky heard the Dragon Girl's guess, and came to the two of them in one step, saying: "The way of the great emperor in the past was really too powerful. Except for the emperor's sons and grandsons, future generations will

It was difficult for them to withstand such great power, so he created two imperial canons respectively, and his bloodline gradually divided into two veins."

"One emperor has supported two imperial clans, and occasionally a stronger person can be born. It is indeed an unparalleled brilliance." The dragon girl nodded. She did not major in Fuxi Emperor Sutra, but she knew Emperor Fuxi's

How powerful is the combination of the two emperor scriptures?

Si Xuan listened to the side and nodded slightly in shock. He was indeed an ancient emperor of the human race who might be comparable to Emperor Wu Shi. Emperor Fuxi's cultivation level had probably reached a level unimaginable by ordinary emperors.

"Of course I also hope to have heirs who can continue the glory of Emperor Fuxi. Unfortunately, such heirs are hard to find. It would be great to be able to find the imperial clan now." The god of the Dragon Monument, hidden in the mist of chaos, seemed to sigh and greeted the two.

People go to the Wind Clan’s divine island to have a look.

"Boom!"

He just waved his hand, and the Thousand Miles Dragon Mountain and the Five Thousand Miles Tyrannosaurus Ape shrank crazily, turning into the size of ordinary people, and came to the crowd.

"Thank you for your hard work, little ape." His body, half of the Fuxilong Monument, shook slightly as he expressed his gratitude.

"You are really exaggerating." Lao Zhuyan respectfully held the dragon tablet in his hands and said.

"Can the Great Sage Zhu Yan still persist? If not, I should be able to help Mr. Long Bei recover for a while." The Great Sage Qianlun looked at Zhu Yan and said with a smile. He was obviously also interested in the emperor on Fu Xi's Long Bei.

I was very interested and wanted to experience it up close.

The Great Sage Zhu Yan did not speak, but raised his head to the Great Sage Qianlun. Just now, the Fuxi Dragon Monument used most of his mana to awaken the royal bloodline of the Feng people, making him a little weak, but the unfamiliar imperial soldiers who revived it

There are also great benefits, so naturally I don’t want to give them away easily.

Everyone walked in the sky, with the emperor's soldiers and gods walking in front, and Lao Zhuyan holding half of the dragon stele in his hands walking behind. He easily ignored the Great Sage's array pattern shrouded outside the Wind Clan's divine island, and came to the three prostrate half-figures of the Wind Clan.

In front of the holy body.

"I haven't seen the descendants of the Wind Clan for many years. Do you know which lineage of the Wind Clan you are from? When did you leave the ancient star? When was the Emperor's Scripture lost?" The deity of the Dragon Monument looked at these semi-saint-level descendants,

asked.

There was too much curiosity and confusion in his heart. It had been shattered for so long that the name of Emperor Fuxi was no longer spread in the universe. There were really a lot of things he wanted to know about the Dragon Monument.

"Reporting to our ancestors, it's really too long ago. We don't know where we come from or which line of ancestors we are descended from. The Emperor's Scripture has been lost long ago." One of the semi-saints who looked like a pale old woman replied respectfully, with a face.

His face was full of excitement and shame.

"That's right. Without my presence, the wind clan's huge foundation would be difficult to maintain. It would indeed be difficult for you children." The god of Fuxi Dragon Monument smiled and did not blame anything. Who could have happened in hundreds of thousands of years? Maybe, even he, as an Imperial Soldier, would be shattered, which is in vain for an Imperial clan that has lost Imperial Soldiers for hundreds of thousands of years.

"My sons and grandsons are unworthy. I am so ashamed to see the emperor's soldiers in my clan without recognizing them!" The three semi-saints all bowed deeply to the dragon monument, their voices full of excitement.

"It doesn't matter, after hundreds of thousands of years of vicissitudes, as long as you are still here, that is good news." The dragon monument raised its finger, and all the Semi-Saints stood up, and the resurrected Great Saint Soldiers also flew back into their bodies.

He looked at the Divine Island in the distance. Even though Great Sage Zhu Yan spent a lot of mana to activate the bloodline of this group of Wind Tribe people, the population of the Wind Tribe was still too small, and the Imperial blood of most people was too thin, so they had to wait for a while. Descendants of the emperor's blood returned to their ancestors were born.

A stream of light flashed in the distance and quickly came to a group of people. Faint Bagua Dao patterns appeared on his body, and he solemnly bowed: "Greetings to the ancestor of the Imperial Army, the unworthy descendant Feng Zhe, who is now the leader of the Wind Clan. "

Si Xuan stood there and couldn't help but take a closer look at the old king named Feng Zhe. Since he was the Lord of the Wind Clan, he should be the ancestor of the Wind Clan who had a good relationship with Jiang Taixu four thousand years ago. He is also one of the initiators of the marriage between Ye Fan and Feng Huang.

The god of the Dragon Monument looked at this descendant who had very good cultivation, and said with emotion: "Fortunately, your lineage is really up to par. Looking at the three great holy weapons, it shows that you can give birth to three great saints without the emperor's scripture. I am very pleased to have created such a foundation in Beidou."

"The ancestors of our branch also mentioned that everything we have today is due to the kindness of our ancestors. Only today do we suddenly understand the greatness of our ancestors." Feng Zhe said respectfully.

"There is no need to be modest. I was originally worried that you would be bullied by others because of your lack of practice. I didn't expect you to be so outstanding. I was pleasantly surprised." Although everyone could not see clearly the appearance of the Dragon Monument God, they knew that the spirit of the Imperial Soldier was It's comforting.

He disappeared into the mist of chaos, and with a wave of his hand, more than a thousand people were teleported to him in an instant. Everyone was still immersed in the sudden shock, and Fenghuang was at the forefront among them.

"Yes, these children are very good. You and others are the descendants of Emperor Bagua's blood. With you here, there is hope for the inheritance of Emperor Fuxi to be revived."

"Everyone raise your heads," the voice of the Dragon Monument God harmonized with Wan Dao, and aroused the weak and almost invisible emperor's blood in the bodies of all the people present, causing all the Wind people to raise their heads and look up at the tall and heroic figure. An illusory man who looks like a real dragon.

"The past is hard to find, and I won't force it, but now that I'm back, from now on, you have to survive as the descendants of the human race's Emperor Fuxi."

"rumble!"

As this Taoist sound sounded slowly like the long chant of a real dragon, stars appeared in the sky, arranged into Bagua Tao patterns, evolving the fundamental mystery of the universe.

The half-section of the dragon stele that Old Zhu Yan solemnly held in his hands turned into half a broken dragon and flew up to the sky. Every scale was shining, and rain of light fell on the hands of every clansman on the Wind Clan Divine Island.

"There are a total of 1,200 and two descendants of the Wind Clan on the Island of Gods. Today it is passed down to you, Emperor Fuxi, that you should practice diligently and strive for the glory of the Wind Clan. Do you all understand?" The voice of the Dragon Monument God came to everyone. In the ears of a Wind Clan person.

"Thank you, ancestor!" Everyone was pleasantly surprised and found that there was actually an extra mark in their spiritual platform. It was the inheritance seed planted by Fuxi Longbei himself, which contained the Emperor's Scripture and many other things.

"You didn't bother too much." Si Xuan obviously saw what was contained in those light spots and said with a smile.

"There are only a few people in the clan now, so I can take care of everyone, so I won't have to worry about it in the future." Long Bei turned his head and glanced at Si Xuan, with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, he looked at the young woman who was sitting at the front of the group of clan members and was the best at reviving the emperor's blood, and asked: "You are the best at reviving the blood among these people. What is your name?"
Chapter completed!