Langya Book Library, this place is called Langya Book Library, and it is unimaginable that there are so many books in it.

Chen Weiming was so shocked that he couldn't breathe, he stood still and even forgot about the pain in his chest for a while. This was a mysterious place that could only be entered by relying on that book. He knew that he was safe at this moment and that no pursuers could enter here.

After a long shock, I glanced at the stone tablet that seemed to have something, and walked over step by step. It was a piece of paper with some words written on it. I have been put here for a long time, and I feel like it is about to weather.

Chen Weiming dared not reach out to pick it up, so he could only raise his figure and look down.

"I'm glad you can see these words, which means that our sacrifice has not been in vain and we finally wait until you return."

"Stripping the curtain covering the world, we face the most important source of the world. The truth is so terrible and chilling."

"If we are not free, we would rather die. We have picked up the weapons in our hands. When we put them down, we are either free or eternal darkness, and there is no hope."

"Someone has predicted your ability, and your ability will be the deduction laws. The laws of martial arts, the laws of energy, the laws of battle... and the laws of this heaven and earth."

"This is your unique ability, we can't help you any. Langya Bookstore has collected all the wonderful books in the past, covering all Taoist patterns in the world. I hope it will be helpful to you!"

"For too long, we have exhausted us. Life and death have lost its original intimidation. We will wait for news of your victory in the world of death."

"No matter what the result is, we will not regret it. Everyone is waiting for you, waiting for you to give this world a final answer...Fuxi."

It was Fuxi, Fuxi left behind, and this Langya Library was also left behind by him... Chen Weiming took a breath and his throat rolled. He didn't understand why. These words were very simple, and he didn't say much, but they made him feel his nose sore and his eyes moist.

Li Qinglian said there was a group of people waiting for him, and Fuxi also said that they were waiting for him. Why? What are they doing, or what are they waiting for him to do?

For some reason, he remembered the woman in green who often appeared in her dreams. Who is she and why is she searching for herself? Where is that? Was she with Fuxi and the others?

Chen Weiming was shocked, but he didn't know where to start thinking. It was just as he was stunned that a mysterious light suddenly appeared in the booklet in his hand, like a small sun appeared in the library, shining everywhere.

“Hohuh!”

A gust of wind sounded like the sound of the wind. The white paper on the shaking stone tablet trembled, and then turned into powder and flew into the pillar of light. Goodbye, I slowly opened the first page of the book. It was a painting, with a few words written on one side of the painting: Fuxi’s Battle with the Sky.

"boom!"

Chen Weiming opened his eyes wide and wanted to see clearly, but he heard the sound of heaven shaking. When he saw that the picture on the page was filled with countless lights soaring into the sky.

Everything around disappeared, as if a dark universe was in a flash. I had seen too many similar scenes, and Chen Weiming knew that all of this was just a light and shadow effect. Although it was not an illusion, it was definitely not true.

In the endless darkness, countless terrifying energy was raging, every trace of it was enough to turn the world upside down and extremely terrifying.

The sound of heaven is filled with a breath of destruction. There seems to be a supreme existence hidden in the darkness. The light only feels the breath in the light and shadow, which makes people feel powerless to kneel down, let alone face it.

In the depths of endless darkness, a little mysterious light appeared. The speed was indescribable and it rushed to the front in an instant. This figure was shrouded in the mysterious light, half human and half snake.

Fuxi... Chen Weiming breathed and had already recognized the identity of the figure, exactly the same as the statue of Fuxi before the Pangu Temple. Where is this and what is he going to do?

As he was puzzled, his heart suddenly trembled and he remembered the name of this painting: Fuxi Battle of the Sky.

Zhan Tian, ​​this ancient god of human race challenges the so-called... Heaven?

At this moment, Chen Weiming felt that countless bubbles were stuffed into his throat, blood vessels, and even between his lungs, making him stiff and unable to move.

What is heaven? No one can give an answer. The heaven in the world of cultivation is definitely not as simple as the sky. It represents a kind of rule, an order, and a supreme existence. Looking down on the world and controlling everything.

And no one knows what the sky itself is, or what it looks like.

Everyone in the world can be disrespectful, but heaven cannot.

All monks, even some people who claim to go against the will of heaven, have indescribable awe for the so-called Tianbao, a kind of awe from life instinct.

And Fuxi, the ancient god of the human race, actually challenged the so-called heaven alone?

Unable to believe the truth of all this, Chen Weiming could only look at it with his eyes wide open.

Fuxi rushed out of the darkness, with a dark golden bell on his head, and a 36th-grade green lotus on his feet. His body was surrounded by the two auras of life and death. His aura was so strong that it was extremely terrifying. Chen Weiming even believed that this powerful ancient god didn't need to do it himself, but just a breath swept over, which was enough to destroy the entire earthly world.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the dark golden bell rang, the bell sounded like a chaotic wave, spreading endless darkness. This was a magic weapon that I don’t know how much it reached. Just a bell sounded, which actually shattered the void layer by layer, as if it had penetrated countless spaces and pushed it apart layer by layer.

In the depths of the universe that was blasted open, there was only the mysterious light that was shaking, and it was difficult to see its shape, but the momentum that looked down on sentient beings and swept the universe must be the so-called heaven.

"Buzz!"

There was another loud noise from the dark golden bell, and countless energy swelled out of thin air, killing towards the direction of "Heaven".

Thousands of Taoist patterns... Chen Weiming couldn't believe that this bell was not just as simple as using chaotic sound waves, but could actually transform into thousands of Taoist patterns, which were mysterious and mysterious.

Thousands of Taoist patterns interpret their respective powers and are murderous intent.

"Buzz!"

There was also a sound of heaven in the depths of the universe, with no sorrow or joy, no surprise or anger. The sound waves swept away, and all the energy was rolled back and killed towards Fuxi.

"Buzz!"

The dark golden bell shook, as if it was leaping, and then made a loud bang, just like a person roaring. At this moment, Chen Weiming had an illusion that this bell had its own wisdom and was not controlled by Fuxi.

The sound of chaos roared, dissolving the power of the sky, and seeing the dark golden bells soaring up and flying above Fuxi's head. The buzzing bells attracted countless terrible energy, and the destructive aura overflowed, sweeping the eight wildernesses, rushing towards the "Heaven" like a destruction.

For some reason, Chen Weiming felt a very strange feeling in his heart. At this moment, he found that he seemed to hear the bell talking.

It's not an illusion, but a very clear one.
Chapter completed!