Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Time flies and the years pass by.

In the blink of an eye, 3 years have passed since the battle with the demons outside the territory.

During these 3 years, the creatures of the prehistoric world continued to rush to the outside world to fight for life and death with the demons outside the area.

The sky and the earth shattered, the stars collapsed, hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers suddenly collapsed, the destruction of the void caused space turbulence, and so on.

Countless divine light blooms in almost every corner outside the domain.

To this day, the extraterritorial celestial demons that occupy almost % of the extraterritorial galaxy, after losing the magic star, are finally invincible.

As the extraterrestrial celestial demon retreated into the chaotic abyss of the outer galaxy, once the most radiant galaxy continent in this world, it returned to the hands of the creatures of the prehistoric world after an interval of nearly one Yuan Hui.

"It's time to go to Chaos."

On this day, Fuxi looked at the vast chaos, and after explaining the next matters of the human race, he left behind an avatar, and immediately flew into the chaos.

For 3 years, Fuxi has lived up to everyone's expectations and has become the co-lord of the human race in the prehistoric world in the constant struggle leading the human race and the demon race.

However, even after opening up his own world, Fuxi still did not awaken the memory of his previous life as Longwa and Fengwa expected.

Even now, his cultivation is already stronger than Longwa and Fengwa.

As the demons retreated steadily, the creatures in the prehistoric world, in joy, began to speculate one after another.

Who will be the first to break through and become a saint in this generation of arrogance.

Whether it is the current Emperor of Heaven, the former Great Prince of the Monster Clan, Bo Yu, or Kong Xuan of the Phoenix Clan, or Mo You of the Qilin Clan, or Ao Guang of the Dragon Clan, or Kuntian of the Kunpeng Clan, etc.

Even if, among these names, his Fuxi's name is among the top five, but only Fuxi himself knows that he has shortcomings.

If he can't understand this shortcoming, even if all the living beings of the prehistoric and myriad races are sanctified, he will not be able to be sanctified.

This kind of deficiency is not the world he opened up, but his way.

Fuxi once asked Longwa why his way was incomplete, although Longwa, who was the holy envoy of the human race, didn't say anything.

But another sage envoy, Fengwa, told him that his previous life was with the mother of the human race, Fuxi, the elder brother of the sage Nuwa.

Fuxi thought that he must be surprised when he heard this sentence, but after getting this result, he found that he didn't seem surprised.

He accepted all of this because a fragment occasionally appeared in his mind.

But he didn't accept all of this, because every time he was about to try to break through his current cultivation, fragments of other people would appear in his mind.

Those people's names are not Fuxi, but their characteristics are very similar to him.

This is why, after the Demon Race retreated into the Chaos Heavenly Abyss played by the three saints, he chose to go to Chaos.

Chaotic and vast, boundless at a glance, and without any direction.

Even Fuxi is already ready to spend countless years in the chaos.

However, when he really stood in the chaos, there was an inexplicable feeling in the primordial spirit.

In this kind of induction, the originally vast chaos also had an accurate direction in Fuxi's eyes.

In just over a thousand years, he came to a world in the midst of chaos that exudes blue light.

"Back then, when the catastrophe broke out, I don't know how many great powers of the sky were buried in the chaos first.

The world in front of me, I think it was left behind at that time. "

Looking at the world in front of him, Fu Xi just sighed a little, then stepped out and entered the world.

As soon as Fang stepped into this world, Fuxi looked for the feeling in his heart and let go of his spiritual consciousness.

However, the moment his consciousness spread, a familiar word quietly resounded in his mind.

"You're finally here, Fuxi."

As the words fell, in Fuxi's eyes, on a towering peak like a giant sword, an old man with white beard and hair was watching him silently.

"May I ask who you are, and how do you know about my existence?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, feeling the familiarity coming from his body, Fuxi asked with a puzzled expression.

"You are him, but you are not him."

Looking at Fuxi in front of him, the white-haired old man seemed to understand something after being stunned, and said with a smile on his face.

"My name is Fengxi, what do fellow Taoists think of this world?"

Facing Fuxi's gaze, Fengxi said with a smile.

"Thirty-five thousand years ago, this place was invaded by a great demon from outside the territory, and countless creatures were infected with demonic energy and became ferocious and tyrannical.

The human race is like ants, like domestic slaves raised in captivity, they are slaughtered by others.

Later, I was born in response to the times, holding a three-foot long sword in my hand, walked out of this sword mountain, and pacified the world.

This is how today's scene is, do you want to take a look at it, Fellow Daoist? "

Following these words, Feng Xi said with a smile on his face.

"Wish to see it."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Fuxi nodded after being silent.

The next moment, he saw the white-haired old man in front of him stretch out his palm and tap his forehead.

Accompanied by a burst of white sword light blooming, all the scenes of the sword world 5000 years ago came to Fuxi's mind.

At the end of the picture, Fuxi saw a white-haired old man sitting on a high mountain from Fengxi's perspective.

"The old man's name is Fuxi, it's you, and it's me."

Following these words, Fuxi's mind was shaken and he opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw that the white-haired Feng Xi unexpectedly gradually turned into nothingness under a burst of faint sword light.

No.

It didn't turn into nothingness, but the white-haired old man in front of him turned into pure power and merged with his Dao origin.

"No need to hesitate, my today is your tomorrow, for the sake of chaos and carelessness, and for the countless creatures scattered in the heavens.

Whether it's me or you, we'll all go forward. "

As soon as the words fell, all of Feng Xi's figures disappeared into the world.

At the same time, Fuxi's body was also imprinted in this world, and possessed everything that Fengxi had in this world.

"It turns out that this is the reason why my primordial spirit is lacking."

Looking at the strange yet familiar world in front of him, Fuxi took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the rock where Fengxi once stood.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

"I understand, I am Fuxi, and you are also Fuxi. In this vast and chaotic world, there are countless Fuxis.

We are all lacking, but when we are together, we are also lacking. "

Following these words, Fuxi pointed towards the space in front of him, and a sharp sword intent cut open the space in front of him.