Chapter 901

The patterns on the lotus seeds are more and more clear, and a pair of congenital patterns are interwoven, just like Taoist traces, which actually constitute a pair of congenital eight diagrams.

This makes Ye Zichuan look very strange.

The legend of eight trigrams pattern has a great mystery in Chinese culture, which is the ancients' cognition of heaven and earth.

He suddenly thought of what Huang Ying had said before. Before he entered the mythical battlefield, Huang Ying said that the emperor had entered there and finally disappeared.

Now seeing the change of this lotus seed, he couldn't help connecting all these.

If that's what he thought, it would be ridiculous.

With the passage of time, the smell of lotus seed is more and more powerful, the kind of prestige forever, the king's presence in the world is also surging, as if there is a world communist.

Lotus seeds stop changing when they grow to half human height.

Ye Zichuan always sits in front of the lotus seed in case of any accident.

After a hundred years of Hongmeng universe, the smell of lotus seed has surpassed the upper God.

Ye Zichuan's face became dignified. If it was his guess, it would be all right. But if a strange life was born in the lotus seed and he was hostile to him, he could only do it mercilessly.

On this day, the Eight Trigram patterns on lotus seeds seemed to be alive. Countless patterns flew out and were branded between heaven and earth, forming a huge Eight Trigram array, covering the whole Hongmeng continent.

The runes are flashing and the patterns are intertwined. A mighty force is brewing in the world. It seems that it has become a Bagua furnace to refine the whole Hongmeng continent.

The evolution of the hexagram is infinite. Between the transformation of yin and Yang and the five elements, it seems that even all the universe is included in it, including the true meaning of the three thousand road.

It's like looking back at time. Pictures flash in the sky, reappearing the past.

An amazing battle swept countless creatures in, and the sky seemed to be overturning.

Many, many people have died, and the whole world has been rendered with blood. The corpse mountain is like a mountain, and the blood is like a sea.

A supremacy shrouded in the aura exists in the war, his enemies are very terrible, and every move can destroy time and space.

He was injured, behind him are countless creatures, protected by him, alone to bear all the disaster.

Then he fell down from the sky, burned in the light and rain, and even his soul was about to disappear.

At this time, two giant dragons appeared. They sacrificed a green lotus and preserved the remaining breath, so that the supreme being did not fall completely.

Finally, they disappeared with Qinglian, broke through the universe and entered a chaotic secret.

They turn their bodies into dragon veins, and the two dragon balls merge into a fairyland pool. Then they breed the green lotus in it and fall asleep.

As time goes by, their dragon bodies disappear completely and become two towering mountains.

But that square fairy pond is more and more astonishing, has the blue light spot, as if is pregnant with a miracle.

The picture stops suddenly and disappears.

Ye Zichuan looked at the sky, dazed, for a long time did not return to God.

Is that the truth?

The two dragon veins he saw in the secret place turned out to be real dragon bones.

They killed themselves in order to revive the green lotus and the little hope it contained.

The supreme being, with his own strength, blocked the terrible disaster, sheltered all souls, and finally almost died.

The two dragon strongmen also sacrifice themselves for others. The immortal body of the dragon becomes a mountain, and the dragon ball becomes an immortal pool, just to keep a little breath of that soul.

Ye Zichuan looked at the lotus seeds with a touch of respect in his eyes.

Now he could almost be sure who was pregnant in the green lotus.

If it is that, it is indeed a respectable ancestor and the supreme glory of the human race.

With a wave, an immortal flat peach flies in the distance.

Ye Zichuan did not hesitate, the peach's medicinal power will open, all into the lotus seed.

With the injection of immortality medicine, the smell of lotus seeds has become more powerful.

In this way, another hundred years have passed, and the life fluctuation of lotus seed has reached its peak.

Bang! Bang!

The powerful heartbeat is echoing, making the whole world follow the rhythm.

One day, the lotus seeds finally changed, burst out bright blue light, covering the whole Hongmeng continent.

There is a terrible pressure of the king's coming to the world. Under this breath, it seems that even all the ways of heaven and earth have to submit and worship.

In the blue sky, a great figure appeared.

His figure is too powerful, just standing there, it gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if the whole world is at his feet, such as the emperor in the dust.

Then, a sea like soul burst out, covering the whole Hongmeng continent, and even spreading to the universe.

Many people living in this universe are shocked and look here one after another.

Especially Lin Yuyao and others, they have been living in the universe, at the moment actually feel a strange, but powerful atmosphere.

In this universe, is there such a strong stranger?

They didn't notice when it appeared.

Ye Zichuan looked at the figure and frowned slightly.

But soon, the powerful power of the soul will be converged, and the blue light in the sky will slowly dissipate.

The figure of Wei'an appeared in front of Ye Zichuan.

His upper body was bare, his skin was bronze, and his body was strong and powerful. Every inch of his muscle seemed to be elaborately carved, full of the terrible power to destroy heaven and earth.

Then, his fiery eyes fell on Ye Zichuan.

"Terran?"

Ye Zichuan looked at him, slowly spit out four words: "Emperor... Fuxi!"

That's right. This man is no one else. He is the emperor of the human race, Fuxi!

There are too many legends about this man. In the myth, it is said that he and Nuwa are brothers and sisters, with human head and snake body.

But what ye Zichuan sees now is not like this. He is the same as the human race, and resonates with his blood, making his blood boil.

Fuxi seemed to be sorting out his memory. After a long time, his eyes calmed down and his strong breath gradually converged.

"It's been so long."

He expressed such emotion.

"Descendants of the human race, I have seen the emperor!"

Ye Zichuan saluted him respectfully. This elder is worthy of his worship.

"The Terran has a younger generation like you. Even if we die in battle, we will not complain."

Fuxi showed a happy smile, nothing is more happy than waking up to see a powerful younger generation.

"It seems that the Terrans are safe."