Fu Min Dao Zun left, the speed of the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship returned to normal, and continued to move along the Emperor's Way. Prince Fu Shang looked dull. After a long time, he silently retracted into the Six Path Realm Pearl.

He did not disappear, which means that Fu Min Daozun did not change the past.

"If God of Father killed me, maybe there would be no destruction of my Fuxi tribe."

He said silently in his heart: "I can wash away my sins, too."

However, all this did not happen.

Zhong Yue sighed inwardly and collected the Six Paths of Realm Pearls.

Gradually, when the ancient ship was about to sail out of the ancient universe, the thousand-winged ancient ship suddenly seemed to fall into the copper juice and mercury flow again, moving forward extremely stagnantly.

Behind, another magnificent tower ship was sailing. White banners were raised on the tower ship, and many war gods stood on the decks of those warships, and white banners were floating.

Among them were the Fuxi gods and other races. These ships sailed past like ghosts. Zhong Yue was stunned and stared at the funeral procession.

This funeral team is extremely large, the gods and demons escorted are also extremely powerful, and the fleet is vast. What kind of death can use this specification?

"Did we meet the Emperor's Coffin of Daozun Fu Min?" Zhong Yue's heart was slightly shocked.

On the ancient ship, Hun Dunyu stood beside him, staring at the fleet passing by them, suddenly his body shook and said in a lost voice: "Mr. Yi, do you think that emperor looks like me?"

Zhong Yue looked in the direction of his finger and couldn't help but be stunned. He saw Hun Dunyu in middle age!

A great emperor of the Chaos clan!

Hun Dunyu had a solemn face at that time, not as dull as he is now. He had a heart-warming demeanor, holding a huge coffin with his palm.

Beside the middle-aged Hun Dunyu, Zhong Yue also saw other powerful beings, which were emperors. Their hands held the imperial coffin, as if they were escorting the imperial coffin for burial.

He was stunned. He saw his wife, Yin Fenxuan, Jin Hexi, and many familiar faces, Yan'er, Jun's senior sister, Yi Wanjun, Shi Yinji

They are also middle-aged.

In addition to them, there were many strange faces, who were holding the coffin with a sad expression.

"Mid-aged Hun Dunyu, is this the future scene?"

Zhong Yue looked around and murmured: "Who is in this coffin? Why did the future emperors support him and send him to burial? He is the future emperor of heaven."

Then he saw clearly the ship carrying the imperial coffin, which was the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship!

Zhong Yue was stunned. He actually saw the Thousand-wing ancient ship. The ship transporting the Emperor's Coffin and the Spirit Coffin was actually the Thousand-wing ancient ship under their feet!

However, the Thousand-winged Ancient Ship at that time was different from now. It was no longer so ragged, but instead looked very glamorous, as if it had just been forged!

All the scars on the Thousand-Wing Ancient Ship were repaired and re-sacrificed!

The ancient ship set sail, escorting the tower ships one by one, and the emperors personally escorted the emperor's coffin. Then, when Zhong Yue saw the elegy on the white banner, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Hun Dunyu also saw the elegy and murmured: "Who is the Emperor Zhongshan clan of the Thai Emperor? Zhongshan clan? What kind of race is this? I want to record this scene!"

Suddenly, Zhong Yue raised his hand and pressed his palm. Hun Dunyu wondered, looked at Zhong Yue and said, "Mr. Yi?"

"Don't record it."

Zhong Yue's voice was hoarse and shook his head and said, "Don't record this scene. The future has not happened yet and has not become a reality. Don't record it."

Hun Dunyu wondered why he was so concerned about whether to record this scene.

Zhong Yue grabbed his chest tightly, and his heart ached faintly.

This is his own funeral, and the old man lying in the imperial coffin is the coffin.

"I should blame me, Zhong Shan."

The sound of the torch was a little sad: "I was planted in your soul, absorbing your life span, so that your life span is not as good as other emperors. Even if you can cultivate to the imperial realm, you will only have a life span of 60,000 years, maybe I should leave you."

"No."

Zhong Yue watched his coffin go away, and the strong men who escorted his body were transporting him to Zuxing for burial. He suddenly smiled and said, "It's not your fault, it's my own choice. I will become the Emperor of Thailand in the future and the dignified Emperor of Heaven. How can I not know that you will lose my life? I will choose to do this in the future, and I will make the same choice now."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "The future is not static. Didn't Dasi Ming beat up my Emperor Star and change the future? I can do it, and I can do it too!"

He laughed and said, "In the future, I will become an immortal Taoist God! You will never kill me!"

The torch is silent.

How difficult is it to change the future?

Can such existence as Dasiming do it, can Zhong Yue do it in the future?

The Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship continued to sail forward and finally sailed out of the range of the ancient universe and entered the Three Thousand Six Path Realm.

Zhong Yue's heart sank. If he drives forward, the Emperor Emperor will enter the first sixth realm of the past, and soon he will encounter the Huntian map left by the innate emperor, and the teleportation will be stopped.

So far, he has not seen what Feng Xiaozhong said. If Feng Xiaozhong said there is, then there will be. However, this Emperor's Dao has many strange features. You can even see the past and future people who have passed this path here. Maybe he will not encounter what Feng Xiaozhong encountered.

The thousand-winged ancient ship roared away, and the front was the six realms of the Polo. When passing through the six realms of the Polo, they would pass through the place of the emperor's war, and the coffin of the Fumin Daozun arrived there. The evil existence gathered the most powerful existence at that time to carry out a large encirclement and suppress the strongest forces of Fuxi.

The decline of the Fuxi God Clan began at that time!

Suddenly, the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship shook slightly, and slowly stopped again, and did not enter the land of the Emperor's War.

“That’s the third time.”

Hun Dunyu said in surprise: "What will happen this time? Hey, it's still the funeral team!"

"wind"

"Spirited Wind"

Zhong Yue heard the shocking cry. Fuxi's war song rang out from the Emperor's Road. Fumin Daozun's funeral procession arrived. Tower ships arrived. On the deck was Fuxi's war god. The vicissitudes of the song contained sorrow and praise.

Fu Min Dao Zun’s spiritual coffin has arrived.

The unparalleled Emperor's imperial coffin on the imperial ship was lying quietly. Suddenly, the imperial ship paused, and all the building ships paused, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment!

At this time, Zhong Yue saw the emperor's coffin tremble, and wooden pins dozens of feet long fell off the coffin, flew out, floating in the air like a sword hanging high!

In the imperial coffin, Fu Min Daozun's body stood up straight!

Zhong Yue's scalp was numb, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the torched forehead was even more of a small flame straight!

But beside him, Hun Dunyu seemed to be unconscious, standing there motionless, as if he was also stationary by the still time.

In the body of Fu Min Daozun, spiritual beads rose slowly and were imprinted in the Emperor's Way. The pearls seemed to be integrated with the Emperor's Way and disappeared.

Dong.

Fu Min Daozun's body suddenly fell in the imperial coffin again. The lid of the coffin was closed, and one by one fell like a sword and wood pin fell down, and the imperial coffin was restored to its original state.

The vision of time static disappears, but the other Fuxi God of War on the ship seems to be unaware of this scene, and the funeral team continues to move forward and disappears.

The thousand-wing ancient ship was creaking and shaking, but it couldn't move, as if it was still set in time.

On the ancient ship, Hun Dunyu could not move, as if he was still in a state of static time. Zhong Yue raised his palm, Hun Dunyu could not move, but he could move freely.

"So that's it, so that's it!"

Zhong Yue's heart was pounding. Feng Xiaozhong never said that there was indeed something left in the Emperor's Dao, and it was something that Fu Min Daozun left to him!

The imperial coffin opened, Fu Min Dao Zun's corpse flew out, and many pearls were sacrificed, and those pearls were left to him by Fu Min Dao Zun!

Feng Xiaozhong must have seen that scene, but he didn't know how to collect it, so he could only let it go.

Zhong Yue looked up at the Emperor and frowned slightly. There was no trace of the Emperor's Way. Those spirit beads were hidden in the Emperor's Way. He knew clearly where they were hidden, but how could they take out these spirit beads?

His mental power surged out, trying to explore these spirit beads, but he sensed nothing!

His palm was poked out, and the magic power made the palm extremely huge, but he took nothing from the hidden place of the spirit beads!

Zhong Yue sacrificed the Tianyuan Reincarnation Mirror and looked there. There was no trace of this mirror!

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the vibration of the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship became more and more intense, which showed that they would not stay here forever, and it was very likely that they would be swept away by the light flow of the Emperor's Tao in the next moment!

If you don’t take out those spirit beads now, you will lose this great opportunity!

"Crown Prince Fu Shang, do you have any way to take out those spirit beads?" Zhong Yue hurriedly took out the Six Paths of Realm Beads and asked.

Among the Six Path Realm Beads, Fu Shang was also fixed there by the solidified time, motionless and unable to hear his words.

"Tunghuo! Tunghuo?"

Zhong Yue felt cold in his heart, and the torch was fixed. He walked around the deck of the ancient ship anxiously and murmured: "There must be a way, there must be a way. Since Fu Min Daozun left these spirit beads here, there must be a way to let me take them away! He saw me, so he left these spirit beads after his death. He knew that I had a way to take them away."

Suddenly, the Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship slowly moved forward, and Hun Dunyu seemed to move for a moment, which means that the time of solidification began to flow!

"I see!"

A flash of inspiration in Zhong Yue's mind activates the Heart Sutra of Fu Min Dao Zun and uses Fu Min Dao Zun's magical powers!

"I used his skills to show him in the Emperor's Dao before, so the way to take these spirit beads must be the Heart Sutra of Fu Min Dao Zun!"

Boom

The Thousand-Winged Ancient Ship shook violently, and the Thousands of Innate Metal Wings were shaken, swept up by the light flow of the Emperor's Dao, and roared forward.

At this time, spiritual beads appeared in the Emperor's Dao, like flying fireflies rushing towards Zhong Yue, at a speed that was even faster than the teleportation light flow of the Emperor's Dao, and instantly sank into the light wheel behind his head!

At the same time, Hun Dunyu resumed movement, and the Crown Prince Fu Shang in the Six Paths Realm Pearl also woke up! To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation
Chapter completed!