Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　Later, Fuxi was reincarnated and rebuilt, and he was born into the human race. Until now, he has never seen Nuwa again.

　　"I took another special path, and now I have achieved initial results, and I have taken half a step tentatively in that realm."

　　Lin Fan explained a little.

　　"No wonder, the Demon Emperor's possession of the Donghuang Bell is also inferior to you. It turns out that you walked in front of him." Fuxi nodded secretly, knowing why the Demon Emperor would be defeated and escaped. Thinking about it, he also noticed the looming aura on Lin Fan's body. , know that if the duel goes on, the result will not change.

　　He was careless for a while, lost the opportunity, and simply left.

　　"Since the birth of the Heavenly Dao, there have only been six saints. If they cut off the path of countless people, how many amazing people will go on this road, but they won't be able to compete for the destiny."

　　Fuxi felt something in his heart and sighed 0 ......

　　"The way of heaven is above, it is natural to limit this world-destroying power, but after so many years of repression, the common people are angry, even the way of heaven does not dare to go too far, and this is the reason for the calamity of heaven and earth. , is actually an opportunity..."

　　When Lin Fan reached this level, things that used to be mist-like to him can now be briefly glimpsed.

　　Fuxi understood, with a shocked expression on his face, "So, after the calamity of heaven and earth, there will be more holy places?"

　　"It can not only calm the anger of all living beings, but also consume a wave, why not do it."

　　Lin Fan said plainly, and even if he became a saint, he still had to be controlled by the way of heaven. Didn't he see that the Taoist ancestors had to rely on the way of heaven to get to that point?

　　"I know there is no way. Saints are immortal and immortal. They are the highest realm pursued by all living beings. Other realms, the peak of the quasi-sage can only be wiped out in front of the calamity. The supreme combat power and supreme spiritual treasure are useless."

　　Fuxi's expression was complicated, and he remembered himself. He was also a congenital soul in his previous life, with extraordinary feet, and his cultivation base was supreme and strong, but what happened in the end, he was still a scum in front of Liang Jie, and even Nuwa did not protect him.

　　Hearing this, Lin Fan didn't say much, just pulled out the Emperor Sword and pointed to the sky:

　　"Emperor Xi, look at the high heaven, if you use us as chess pieces and manipulate our lives, would 4.8 be slashed?"

　　When Fuxi heard this, his heart skipped a beat, his face changed and changed, and finally he smiled bitterly and said: "You really dare to say that, that is the way of heaven, and the Daozu dare not say it like you, don't lie next time, Annoying Tiandao, the saints are not enough to see."

　　Lin Fan is noncommittal, he is not like the creatures in this world, subject to heaven, so he doesn't need to care so much.

　　......

　　At the same time, Liu Xian was bored in heaven, so he went out to travel, and unknowingly came to the Jiuyou Underworld.

　　She stood on the blood river, overlooking the entire blood river, and the slender jade finger gently pointed out, in an instant, the entire blood river was in turmoil, as if encountering some irresistible force.

　　Ancestor Ming He, who was cultivating at the bottom of the river, suddenly opened his eyes, filled with shock. .

Chapter 1079 Liu Xian: Ancestor Ming He, I heard that if the blood river doesn't work, you won't die?

　　Liu Xian pointed at the immeasurable power and 'moved' the entire blood river.

　　This is an extremely spectacular scene. The blood river has appeared since the opening of heaven and earth, which is much earlier than the reincarnation of the six paths. It is also the birthplace of the ancestor Ming He, and the place where he proves the Way.

　　Now, it has been moved into the air like this. From a distance, it looks like a blood-colored dragon, winding and boundless and mighty.

　　The blood river left as a whole, and the bottom of the blood river was immediately exposed.

　　Inside, living is the Asura clan created by the ancestors of Ming He. This clan is the guardian of the Asura Dao in the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The men's appearance is extremely ugly, while the women are the opposite, all beautiful as flowers.

　　At this moment, they all looked at each other in dismay at the huge river of blood suspended above, blank faces, not knowing what happened.

　　Ancestor Ming He was the first to rush out. He looked at the shocking scene in front of him, as well as the slender figure standing tall in the Nine Heavens Tower, and his pupils contracted violently.

　　Since his birth, the blood river has always existed, mighty, I do not know the end, in countless 09 years, this is the first time that the water of the entire blood river has been directly drained in this way and forcibly condensed together.

　　"you......"

　　Ancestor Ming He was in shock, looking at the figure hidden in the mist. Although the face of the opposite party was difficult to see, he could still vaguely distinguish that it was a woman, but he felt unfamiliar with the aura and had never sensed it. It's like a new birth.

　　But this is basically impossible. The strongest being born recently is Lin Fan.

　　When the ancestor of Minghe started, Lin Fan was strong, but he couldn't do this step. This was beyond the scope of what ordinary quasi-sages could accomplish.

　　"Are you the 'Ancestor Styx' they call it? I heard that you have always claimed to be 'The river of blood is not dry, the river of Styx is immortal', right?"

　　Liu Xian finally noticed Old Ancestor Ming He, lowered his eyes, looked at him, and said calmly.

　　dong dong!

　　In an instant, Ancestor Ming He's hair stood up all over his body, and an indescribable terror came upon him, making his whole soul tremble.

　　He had no doubts that the other party could kill him in the blink of an eye, with little effort.

　　Mad, where did this monster come from!

　　Ancestor Ming He scolded his mother in his heart, and was a little speechless. Is this prehistoric world still the same prehistoric world? Why did he wake up from practice and become completely ignorant.

　　Apart from Lin Fan, this eccentric person, now there is another such mysterious person, his strength is so terrifying that he can drain the whole river of blood with a single finger.

　　"No... it's all nonsense from those creatures, and I've never admitted it myself."

　　Under Liu Xian's dull gaze, Ancestor Ming He quickly admitted his counsel and apologized.

　　In fact, this sentence was said by him himself, and in ancient times, it was once the capital of his pride.

　　But now, he didn't dare to mention this at all, for fear that the other party wanted to try it out on a whim, and his little life was likely to die just like that.

　　The words that were pretending to be forced back then can only be used to hit him in the face now.

　　"Oh, you didn't say it yourself, that's a pity. Originally, I wanted to try it to see if you would die after draining the entire river of blood." Liu Xian said regretfully.

　　The casual words frightened Old Ancestor Ming He, he wiped away the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and was fortunate in his heart, fortunately, his thoughts turned quickly, otherwise he would really die.

　　The casual words frightened Old Ancestor Ming He, he wiped away the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and was fortunate in his heart, fortunately, his thoughts turned quickly, otherwise he would really die.

　　"I don't know the name of the predecessors?" Ancestor Ming He secretly remembered this energy in his heart and asked in a low voice.

　　"You don't need to worry about what it's called, you just need to know that I'm from Heaven." Liu Xian cast a glance at Old Ancestor Ming He.

　　Heavenly! ?

　　This simply explosive information exploded in the mind of Ancestor Ming He in an instant, leaving him in a dazed state, his face full of incredible incomprehension.

　　Such a hanging existence actually came from heaven?In the heavenly court, Lin Fan turned out not to be the strongest one!There are even more dangling existences!

　　Almost all of these pieces of information were stuffed into the mind of Old Ancestor Ming He, and the cycle went on and on, shocking him beyond belief, but he had to believe it.

　　A strong person who has reached this level is disdainful of lying, which goes against his original intention.

　　"This is too scary!"

　　For the first time, the ancestor Ming He felt how deep the water in the Human Race Heavenly Court was. He originally thought that it was all supported by Lin Fan alone.

　　In addition to Lin Fan, there was an even more terrifying existence in the dark.

　　"Senior... It turned out to be from the heaven, Ming He is polite." The ancestor of Ming He did not dare to think further, but felt that the water in the heaven was much deeper than his blood river.

　　"Give you a suggestion to join the Heavenly Court, what do you think?"

　　Liu Xian said the suggestion in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the ancestor Ming He. Although there was no movement, the invisible energy was a little thicker.

　　Old Ancestor Ming He suddenly felt as if a world was pressing on him, and it was about to collapse. An indescribable terrifying pressure hit him, making him almost suffocate.

　　Now, is there any choice?

　　Ancestor Ming He smiled bitterly. He had no doubt that once he refused, the master would slap him to death in the next moment.

　　This qi machine was so terrifying, even Lin Fan had never put such a heavy pressure on him.

　　Could it be that......

　　Ancestor Ming He had a guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, and secretly spied on the realm of the strong. This was a provocative move.

　　"Okay, go to Heaven to report, just say I let you go, and get a position yourself."

　　Liu Xian waved her hand at will, and then she took a step, left from here, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

　　And the water of the blood river suspended on the top of the sky also fell again, not a drop, not a drop, and returned here.

　　Ancestor Ming He didn't dare to say anything, or even hesitated. He immediately jumped up, left the Nine Netherworld, and went to the heaven to report.

　　......

　　In the underworld, when Liu Xian came, the ruthless man was not there. He was cultivating in the deepest part of the eighteenth layer of hell, and he had already fallen into the deepest level of enlightenment.

　　Suddenly, Liu Xiandai raised her eyebrows and looked at a certain place. There, a graceful figure slowly walked out. Although it was flat, but every step she fell, it seemed to be walking on the veins of the avenue, and time was surrounding it. Looking at her, as if past, present and future, the trinity, eternally one! .

Chapter 1080 I want to go to Zixiao Palace to hear a sermon!

　　In the depths of the underworld, Liu Xian saw the graceful and mysterious figure walking slowly, her eyes narrowed slightly, her lips lightly parted, and she said, "The back of the witch tribe."

　　"There is no witch backland here."

　　"Then what should I call you?"

　　"Houtu, or Pingxin." Houtu stopped a thousand miles away, staring at Liu Xian, his face was calm, and he couldn't see any waves.

　　"The qi machine I sensed in the emperor before belongs to you. I didn't expect that there is a great god like you hidden in the heavenly human race."

　　"Yes, after all, we met before, and it was inconvenient to come out at the time. Now it is the first time we have officially met. My name is Liu Xian."

　　Liu Xian......

　　When Hou Tu heard the name, his expression moved slightly, "The one who defeated the Jade Emperor back then?"

　　Liu Xian nodded, "It was me. At that time, I was in the Nirvana stage, and my strength was greatly reduced, otherwise that guy would not have come back."

　　"Your Excellency is a monster, right?" Hou Tu suddenly asked.

　　Liu Xian's body is a willow tree. According to the current division of the prehistoric world, it does belong to the demon clan. Like the Qing emperor, it belongs to the grass and trees.

　　"I think being a demon is a demon. If I am a human, I am also a human being. Does identity and race matter so much?" Liu Xian said indifferently, and the plain words contained the majesty of tolerance for the world.

　　"Yeah, is identity and race so important?"

　　Hou Tu sighed lightly, as if he had infinite emotion.

　　"You... are not a creature in this world." Hou Tu looked at Liu Xian, his eyes twinkling.

　　The latter kind of Dao Qi machine has never appeared in this world, and it is not recorded in the three thousand avenues and the eight hundred side doors. It is a different system.

　　"Yes, according to what Lin Fan and the others said, I should be a 'stowaway' and not subject to the so-called Heavenly Dao here."

　　The two were roughly in the same realm, and Liu Xian didn't hide it deliberately, so Houtu could naturally notice it.