v5 Chapter 962： 7 Senior Brother's Identity! Suiren's entrustment!

In Chen Luo's impression, there are two Huoyun Caves.

One is the cave of the red boy in "Journey to the West", called Huoyun Cave.

The other is the place where the three emperors of the human race lived in seclusion in the ancient legends of the previous life.

So, in this cave, is the red boy?

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just kidding.

There is no doubt that this Fire Cloud Cave must be related to the ancient Three Emperors.

Chen Luo was not in a hurry to go in, but just looking at the three words "Huoyun Cave" on the cave mansion, the Golden Crow's eyes were almost running to the limit, and finally found a trace of abnormality.

The three words "Huoyun Cave" were not carved by someone, but formed by the condensed origin of truth.

In other words, if the person standing here at this time is an illiterate illiterate, or a foreigner who has never been exposed to human characters, he will also recognize "Fire Cloud Cave" when he sees these three characters. three words.

This is straight-through authenticity manifested.

The one that can do this is at least the Good Fortune Environment.

Chen Luo frowned, recalling in his mind what Master Xuandu said about the Three Emperors in ancient times—

In the last battle of Xuandu, Jieyin and Zhunti intentionally released the Heavenly Demon into the prehistoric world. In order to protect the common people, the three emperors of the human race directly sacrificed their bodies, destroyed the three ancestors, and severely damaged the will to return to the ruins. Guixu's will was severely damaged, and Jieyin and Zhunti took the opportunity to seize the other two Guixu ancestral gardens, forming today's Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Now that I think about it carefully, this paragraph seems to be a bit brief.

The three emperors used their bodies as sacrifices to destroy the three ancestors, how did they destroy them?

What is left after it is destroyed?

Chen Luo didn't think about this question before, but now that he thinks about it, he suddenly feels that there are many doubts in it.

You must know that the three emperors are all in the realm of Hunyuan Wuji saints, and the demon ancestor of Guixu Zuyuan is also an existence that rivals the realm of saints. If such a power as the six fell, nothing will be left behind?

Thinking of the sea of ​​colorful lights that he crossed before, and thinking of the whereabouts of Zhu Xian's Four Swords, Chen Luo felt as if he had come into contact with another secret.

And the hidden clues, including the immortal sword he was looking for, should be in the Huoyun Cave in front of him!

Chen Luo took a deep breath, releasing the body-protecting mortal energy from his body, raised his legs, and walked into the Huoyun Cave step by step.

…

The boundless ruins are empty.

At this time, not knowing how far away from the colorful nebula, a jeweled building appeared out of thin air, and the next moment, a jewel like a full moon landed in front of the treasured building.

The treasure building and the orb didn't speak much, they collided directly, and the surrounding ruins suddenly collapsed, and a majestic storm of ruins was rolled up, spreading farther away.

The two wills just collided once in the sky, and then no matter whether it was the treasure building or the orb, they each flew in another direction the next moment.

…

The Pure Land of Western Paradise.

Zhunti opened his eyes, and a ray of Buddha's light landed in front of his lotus seat again. Zhunti clasped his hands together and saluted, "Senior brother."

"Wusheng is still in the ancestors." A guiding voice came from the Buddha's light, "I'm staring at you and me."

Zhunti frowned slightly, and said, "Zizao also sits in Zuyuan."

"In this way, the two demon ancestors really restrained you and me, and prevented me from intervening in the matter of the Four Swords of Zhuxian."

The guiding voice in the Buddha's light could not hear sorrow or joy: "Whether I get the Four Swords of Immortal Execution in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss or Zixiao Palace, it will not be a good thing for Guixu Zuyuan."

"You need to beware of the Creation Demon Lord under the ancestor."

Zhunti nodded: "Xuandu will not ignore this point, and I have explained to Randeng."

"But senior brother, why does this incident make me feel uneasy?"

The Buddha's light shook for a moment, and then he heard the words of the guide continue to spread: "You and I have already shouldered the great karma for betraying the primordial realm."

"When this is critical, you need to meditate."

Zhunti sighed softly: "Yes."

The guiding Buddha's light dissipated, Zhunti still frowned, and kept counting with his fingers, but he still couldn't figure out the misty future. He sighed, closed his eyes again, and burst into the Buddha's light again, entering the realm of no thoughts and no thoughts. territory.

…

On the other side, in Guixu Ancestral Yuan, somewhere in Xukong, an old man dressed in white stood under a lush tree, looking up. The old man looked kindly, with a smile on his brows. If it wasn't for the devilish energy emanating from his body, who would have known that he was the Lord of Guixu Ancestral Yuan, the Inanimate Demon Ancestor...

"Wusheng..." A middle-aged man in a black robe appeared behind him, "Did Jieyin notice anything?"

Wusheng Demon Ancestor didn't turn his head back, and said Dandan: "Jieyin and I tried tens of thousands of times in that blow, and he knows what he should know."

The Black-robed Demon Ancestor Zizai chuckled, "The Lord of Great Thousands who escaped from Ganlu has already entered that area."

"I never thought that after tens of thousands of years of hard work, I would still be a wedding dress."

It's just that when he said this, there was no trace of displeasure or disappointment on Zizai Mozu's face, on the contrary, he was a little excited.

The Wusheng Demon Ancestor retracted his gaze, turned around to look at the Zizai Demon Ancestor, and nodded: "It would be best for him to inherit."

"Hongmeng's side made a wonderful move."

"It's just a chess piece, it's on our side."

Demon Ancestor Zizai stood up and said, "I have already arranged for several Demon Lord Good Fortune to go."

"We have to do a full set of acting." The Inanimate Demon Ancestor said calmly, "When necessary, we also have to act like an attack."

Zizai Demon Ancestor nodded: "Let me do it."

The Inanimate Demon Ancestor didn't answer the words, but just sighed: "I'm looking forward to it!"

A stern look flashed in Zizai Mozu's eyes: "Collect the Pure Land first, and then destroy the Primordial Origin."

"Myriad Realms Return to the Ruins!"

…

Chen Luo walked into Huoyun Cave slowly.

The Huoyun Cave is not as damp and cold as the outside world, full of the atmosphere of silence, on the contrary, it looks very hot.

Chen Luo walked towards the depths of Huoyun Cave, but stopped suddenly.

He raised his hand, and saw that at some point, his sleeves had been cut, and even his skin had several small cuts.

"Sword Qi!" Chen Luo frowned slightly.

Before seeing the Immortal Trapping Sword, he was injured by the sword energy emanating from the Divine Sword.

Chen Luo first took out the Xiantian Wuji Xinghuang Flag to protect himself, and then walked in again.

After walking about a hundred steps, Chen Luo stopped.

At this time, in front of his eyes, there was an ancient long sword hanging in the air, and the red lights around the long sword kept flickering, revealing a ferocious killing intent.

Killing immortals is beneficial, killing immortals is dead, trapping immortals glows red everywhere!

Trapped in the fairy sword!

Looking at the Immortal Falling Sword, Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stretched out his own defenses. He used all the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Arts, the Golden Bell Cover, and the Iron Cloth Shirt, and took out a bunch of treasures to protect himself. He stepped forward slowly, intending to reach out for the sword.

Just as Chen Luo's hand was about to touch the Immortal Immortal Sword, suddenly a ball of flames appeared from the hilt of the sword.

Chen Luo's heart was full of vigilance, and he quickly pulled back, but at this moment, the flame turned into a hand, holding the hilt of the Immortal Sword, and swung it at Chen Luo forcefully.

The next moment, the treasures used by Chen Luo to protect his body were shattered, and any spatial barrier seemed to lose its effect in front of the red light of sword energy. Chen Luo felt a burning sensation on his skin. He barely took advantage of the time when the treasure was shattered to move his figure, and finally avoided the attack of the red light of sword energy.

At the moment when the rabbit was up and down, a dense layer of sweat had already oozed from Chen Luo's forehead. Even if he fought Yang Jian, he didn't feel so frightened.

At this time, Chen Luo looked up again, and saw that the flame that had ignited on the hilt of the sword before had spread, and a figure appeared behind the flame arm.

It was a vicissitude-looking old human race, wearing an unknown animal skin, with hair hanging down randomly, and sparks blooming from time to time.

Even if it was the first time they met, Chen Luo recognized each other at a glance—

Emperor of Man, Suiren!

"Chen Luo, a junior of the human race, has seen Suihuang!" Although he didn't know what happened, Chen Luo hurriedly bowed first, and reported his identity by the way.

It's just that the Suiren seemed to turn a deaf ear, and once again raised the trapping sword, and slammed it at Chen Luo!

Although Chen Luo saluted, his heart was still full of vigilance. Just when Suiren made any movement, his figure flickered and moved out of his original position.

But as if the Suiren had predicted Chen Luo's thoughts, he swung the trapping sword again, directly blocking Chen Luo's back path.

"The last calamity of good fortune!" Chen Luo felt a chill in his heart. Although this Suiren did not show the strength of the emperor's saint realm, the power he exuded at this time made him seem to be facing a cheap father who was fully fired.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Luo quickly formed seals with both hands, and suddenly three phantom flags condensed around Chen Luo's body.

Plain cloud border flag!

Flame flag off the ground!

Zhenwu soap withered flag!

Green lotus color flag!

This is another hole card that Chen Luo prepared for himself.

Among them, the Qinglian Baose Banner is worth mentioning. The original owner of this flag was a Taoist priest who lent it to Guang Chengzi to conquer Yinjiao, but Guangchengzi did not return it after he conquered Yinjiao.

According to Master Xuandu, the innate five-color flag is enough to withstand all attacks under the saint.

Of course, this does not mean that Chen Luo will be invincible if he sacrifices the five-color flag. Although the five-color flag can block the attacks of the saints, the unique power of collapse and calamity will still cause shocks inside the innate five-color flag. Chen Luo had to bear it by himself.

With Chen Luo's current strength, he can last for about half an hour, which is also the time for rescue.

Originally, this was prepared to deal with the Bao-wing Yingshen Buddha or the Peacock Daming King, but I didn't expect that the first time I used it, I had to deal with the Renhuangsuiren.

Seeing that the five-color flags were about to condense into an array, suddenly a voice rang in Chen Luo's ears, which made Chen Luo startled, and the condensed five-color flags also stopped.

At the same time, the red light of the sword energy drawn by the Immortal Sword has also reached Chen Luo.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Chen Luo——

Paper man!

The paper man stood in front of Chen Luo, facing the red light of sword energy.

The next moment, the red light of sword energy hit the paper man, and the paper man immediately burned, and the red light of sword energy was directly absorbed by the paper man, dissipating without a trace.

"Senior Brother Seven?" Chen Luo's expression brightened.

Just now, the voice of the seventh senior brother came out of his ears, which made him stop the movement of condensing the innate five-color flag.

"I'm not your seventh senior brother!" A voice sounded. At first, this voice sounded gender-neutral, but after thinking about it, it made people feel the warmth of a mother.

As the sound fell, countless paper figurines appeared immediately, and they all rushed towards the Suiren and wrapped them up. A heavy flame was released from Suiren's body, burning these pieces of paper, but he couldn't move for a while.

At this moment, a figure jumped out from between Chen Luo's eyebrows, turning into an inconspicuous man.

"Senior Brother Seven!" Chen Luo uttered again. If he hadn't been sure just now, the Senior Brother Seven in front of him clearly broke the restriction of heaven and jumped out of the Great Thousand World on his own initiative.

"Son, I'm not your seventh senior brother." "Seventh senior brother" turned his head and looked at Chen Luo. Chen Luo looked into the other's eyes, the eyes were extremely deep, Chen Luo frowned, and said in a low voice, "Who the **** are you? "

Seventh senior brother, although he has never shown his true nature, he has always taken good care of Chen Luo. If he is really taken away by someone, even if the other party doesn't seem easy to provoke, even if the other party seems to be helping him at this time, he will never let it go!

With his fists clenched tightly, Chen Luo was about to take a step forward to attack. Suddenly, "Senior Brother Seven" said, "My name has long since disappeared in the ancient times."

"You can call me Nuwa, or you can call me Emperor Wa!"

Wa... what the hell!

Chen Luo stopped his movements slightly stiffly, and looked at the "Old Seven in the Bamboo Forest" in front of him with an incredulous expression.

"It's not long before I can trap Suihuang's will, listen carefully." Seventh senior brother looked at Chen Luo, and a divine thought passed into Chen Luo's soul sea, "This is not the Suihuang himself, but the Suihuang who killed him." After Zu Yuan, the legacy of the human race that has not been obliterated by the ruins, somehow condensed and formed."

"Now it is attacked by magic."

"You are the new emperor, you should wake him up with the spirit of the human race, accept his will, and truly take over the power of the emperor!"

Chen Luo glanced at Sui Huang who was struggling in the flames, and nodded lightly. Seeing that the figure of the seventh senior brother in front of him began to become unreal, he quickly asked, "What is the relationship between you and the seventh senior brother?"

"The origin of this soul is cut out of my clothes and placed in the seeds of the world."

"It's not a clone, nor a puppet, but a creature condensed by my own hands, and it's my child."

"The original intention is to leave the last trace of vitality for Daqian in the worst outcome in the future."

"Today I felt the aura of Emperor Sui in Hongmeng, so I awakened this soul."

"I can't be here for too long. After that, I will lose the memory of this matter. It is up to you to decide whether to tell his origin."

"Human Sovereign, I am waiting for your good news."

These words were finished almost instantly in the soul, and the next moment, the body of the seventh senior brother was completely illusory, and it turned into a ray of light again and shot into Chen Luo's soul sea, falling back into the great world.

Only Chen Luo was left with a confused face.

Seventh Senior Brother...Is it a figure made by Empress Nuwa herself?

Isn't this the same generation as the Great Master Xuandu?

Holy crap, the first native of the second generation disciple of Zhulin—fourth senior brother!

But before Chen Luo could think about it, there was a sudden roar from the Suiren side, and all the paper figures trapped in the Suiren were burned up. At this time, the Suiren held the Immortal Trapping Sword again and stabbed at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo frowned, and was about to continue summoning the Xiantian Wufangqi, when he suddenly thought of the exhortation from Empress Nuwa.

"Human spirit?"

Looking at the red light of sword energy coming towards him, Chen Luo took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and let go of the acupoints all over his body one by one. A magical power greeted the Suiren.

The world of mortal supernatural powers: the world!

In terms of power, the world of Chen Luo of the Nine Tribulations of the Golden Immortals naturally couldn't stop the red light of the sword, but when the colorful fist of the world of mortals came into contact with the red light of the sword, the red light of the sword suddenly collapsed It was broken, and then the seven-colored air penetrated into the body of Suiren, who was like a burning man.

Suiren's figure froze.

One picture after another circulated in Suiren's eyes.

The river flooded, people built dikes and dams, and planted endless fields.

Landslides and ground cracks, people rush to rescue and rebuild their new hometowns on the ruins.

Beasts are raging, people practice martial arts and archery, and turn them into delicacies on the plate.

Foreign races came to invade, and people organized and trained troops, set up long carts, and smashed through the enemy's camp.

Along the way, the human race has built magnificent cities and lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Hard work, traffickers and pawns, people are working hard to live.

The smoke from the bird's cooking rose into the clouds, and the sound of reading resounded throughout the world.

The flames on Suiren's body gradually subsided, and he turned back into the vicissitudes of the old man, but his eyes seemed to be bright.

He looked at Chen Luo, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth with a dry voice.

"Hongmeng, is it still there?"

"Human race, is it safe?"

When Chen Luo heard the words, he saluted and said, "Hongmeng is safe! Human Chang'an!"

"I'm waiting for the expedition to return to the ruins, and I hope to bring peace to all ages!"

Suiren paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Luo again, as if looking at it for a long time, and finally showed a smile.

"Human Emperor..." Suiren said softly, and the next moment, he clasped his hands and bowed to Chen Luo!

"Your Majesty, no!" Chen Luo was about to stop him, but found that his body was firmly fixed, and he was worshiped by the Sui Ren.

"We are gone, and you are the new emperor!" Suiren stood up again, holding the Immortal Immortal Sword in his hand, and said with a smile, "Fuxi is in the east, and Shennong is in the north, you can go and get it yourself."

"There is a demon in the south Gathering my will of the Three Emperors, there is fear of conspiracy. Get rid of it!"

After the words fell, Suiren's whole body turned into a flame, which shot directly into the center of Chen Luo's eyebrows. In an instant, a fiery force poured into Chen Luo's whole body, raising Chen Luo's physical strength to a new level almost in an instant. And all the remaining power was accepted by the Great Thousand World.

Chen Luo felt the majesty of that force, but it was not a good time to refine it. He glanced at the Immortal Trapping Sword floating in front of him, and reached out to hold it.

A faint thought came from the immortal sword, as if to recognize the master, Chen Luo accepted the immortal sword with a thought.

At this time, the red light on the trapping fairy sword was flickering, as if cheering.

Chen Luo held the Immortal Immortal Sword and quickly left Huoyun Cave.

He fixed his direction, and then flew towards the east where Fuxi was, as Suiren said.

According to the guidance of the phantom of the Sword Formation before, what Fu Xi will hold should be the Sword of Killing Immortals!