When that sun-like figure condenses in the void, and when that sacred aura shines in all directions and sweeps across all realms, who knows what it means?
The next level of the ancient blood path, the legendary real hell Fengdu, also felt these two great powers, and the entire city was trembling.
At the top of the city wall, a thin figure wearing ancient armor, holding a blood-stained bronze war spear, finally slowly knelt down.
No matter who he is, whether he is a nobody, or Bai Qi, the legendary world-destroying god who killed hundreds of millions of eternal armies, he must kneel down.
"At the end of the year, the white will rise. See Fuxi, the nine-fifth supreme king of China."
The voice is extremely hoarse, but it is so heavy. This sentence seems to have been waited for tens of millions of years, hundreds of millions of years, an entire era, from eternity to present reality, with the vicissitudes of the sea, the heaven and earth changing, only
This sound remains unchanged.
Inside Fengdu City, deep underground, an old man holding a cane and wearing a black robe finally knelt down.
"Subordinate Ghost Valley, see Fuxi Nine-Fiveth Supreme Master of China."
It can be seen that he is very old, his fingers have withered, his body is so thin that only bones are left, his empty black robe is fluttering, and there are formations all around him.
And in the vast outside world, in an extremely mysterious frontier area, figures one after another, old or young, knelt down with tears streaming down their faces.
"It's been an epoch, more than 10 billion years!"
"We finally feel the breath again."
"Great Supreme Fuxi, please wake up and take us back to the top of the world."
An old man cried bitterly and said: "Come back quickly, ancestors, have you seen it? Look at China now, it is so desolate and broken."
"It took more than 10 billion years, and we finally killed all the remnants of eternity. We are worthy of this world, but we are old and we can no longer protect this world!"
"Ancestors, come back!"
At this moment, people are kneeling down in every place in the world. They are either strong men, lords, dignitaries, street butchers, drunkards in restaurants, or reclusive woodcutter.
.....
There were too many people, too many identities, but no matter what, no matter what they were doing, they all knelt down at this moment, with tears streaming down their faces.
"City Lord...you...you are..."
In a huge city, the ruler who was giving orders suddenly looked dull and slowly knelt down. His eyes were red, but he scared the surrounding officials out of their wits.
On the street, a thief was found running away, but his body suddenly stopped like a lightning strike, he looked up towards the sky, and slowly knelt down.
He remained unmoved despite the opponent's punches and kicks, and just cried silently.
Similar scenes occur everywhere in the world. Everyone has changed their identity and lives in their own way.
But the Chinese brand engraved into the soul, the Yanhuang bloodline integrated into the bone marrow, will never change.
To Gu Que and others, this moment may be just a shocking scene, but for too many people, they have been waiting for countless years.
So in the bloody road of Gutian, two figures, one golden and one black, just looked at each other.
The avenue behind one person is endless, the formation spreads, and the person stands on the black lotus, with the magic flames billowing.
The two of them did not fight, or even test, they just stood, and then the light on their bodies became lighter and weaker.
Finally, the figure of Emperor Shitian disappeared, and the eternal black lotus slowly closed, turning into a ray of light and flying towards Emperor Shiqian.
And the figure of Supreme Fuxi also gradually dissipated, turned into the avenue pattern, and merged into the heaven and earth.
The supreme-level pressure finally disappeared, and everyone was relieved, but the shocking feeling in their hearts was still there.
This is so disappointing, the 95th Supreme is really so disappointing.
Every Mahatma knows that the rhetoric of "super civilization" is just lying to himself. Civilizations with the Nine-Five Supreme and civilizations without the Nine-Five Supreme are not on the same level at all.
Why is the Kuluo civilization so feared? No other reason is needed, just three words - Emperor Shakti.
Whether he is alive or dead, this man shocks the world.
"well......"
With a long sigh, Di Shiqian shook his head and sighed: "What's wrong with me? Am I in trouble?"
His figure was a little stooped, and he walked slowly towards the ladder, muttering: "Let's go, Wujiang, let's go back to Kuluo."
"yes."
Di Wujiang quickly followed, and the two figures walked up the ladder to heaven and walked out of the bloody road of ancient heaven.
But in the end, Emperor Shiqian left a sentence after all: "Gu Que, don't forget my request from Ku Luo. We have never been so sincere to anyone. I hope you won't disappoint me!"
After hearing this, Gu Que slowly closed his eyes and sighed softly.
Ku Luo did not force them, and their sincerity was indeed sufficient, which was also what made him embarrassed.
If Su Xue is willing to go back, it's easy to say, but what if Su Xue doesn't want to?
Of course I will not force her, let alone let anyone force her. How will things change then?
While he was sighing, the mysterious figure that appeared just now suddenly broke out of time and space and headed directly towards the eternal fine gold at an extremely fast speed.
"Who the hell are you!"
Emperor Bauhinia reacted instantly and blasted the mysterious man with rays of purple light, directly forcing him back.
The mysterious man did not resist, but simply disappeared between heaven and earth.
Everyone had no time to care about him, they all roared angrily and rushed directly towards the Eternal Fine Gold.
At this time, the traces of the eternal fine gold have been completely erased by the Eternal Black Lotus, and the great saints are no longer afraid, and they are all risking their lives just to win it.
Shenting's life disk was spinning in the air, and was directly smashed down by Tiandu Shenyue. The loud noise continued, and Tiandu Shenyue was blasted away by Baisha's punch.
Several saints were in complete chaos, fighting each other so fiercely that for a while they couldn't tell the winner.
The Eternal Fine Gold keeps running away, but it doesn't dare to leave the realm of the boundless sea of blood. It has lost its traces and will take a long time to slowly recover. Now that it continues to go to Fengdu, it has no ability to survive.
Because it had been there, even faced an old man in Feng, and was almost captured.
It doesn't dare to go, it can only struggle to its death in this world.
Tianlao, on the other hand, opened his mouth, looked at Gu Que blankly, and murmured: "Why, why did the leader guess it right!"
He recalled what Gu Que said just now, and found out that almost all of them were right. The only thing he missed was that the supreme powers did not confront each other, but gave in to each other.
But it's also scary.
He couldn't help but ask: "Leader, you, how do you know all this?"
Gu Que looked at him and chuckled: "You will understand after we get the eternal fine gold." (To be continued)