Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Chapter 335 All the Fragments

Wang Hun stood quietly on the ruined battlefield, his eyes slightly closed, keenly sensing the changes in the surrounding power. The once powerful and oppressive power of the Blue Dragon and the Yellow Dragon had disappeared without a trace, and even the mysterious and profound power of the God's Eye no longer existed.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the red dragon like a torch, and said in a steady tone with an unquestionable sense of oppression: "Your brothers and your clan leader have been killed. Surrender, otherwise, I will kill you too."

When Chilong heard this, he was silent for a long time, as if he was lost in deep nostalgia for the past and his deceased brothers.

However, a moment later, he suddenly grinned, showing his grim teeth, his face full of ferocity, and then he let out a chilling laugh: "I am very sad that my brothers are dead, and I am very surprised that my clan leader is dead, but I still have to continue fighting, fighting is the most important thing. In my heart, only fighting can prove my existence, even if I die, I will fight to the last moment!"

Wang Hun looked at Chi Long's resolute expression, and just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said softly: "It's within expectations."

Just as the two of them were holding the Chaos God Devouring Sword and the Flame Dragon Hammer tightly in their hands, divine power surging around them, preparing to continue this life-and-death contest, a gentle and elegant voice, yet one that was oppressive to ordinary people and even gods, sounded slowly: "Red Dragon, we haven't seen each other for a hundred thousand years, and now we meet again."

This voice seemed to have magical power, instantly breaking the tense atmosphere on the battlefield. Chilong and Wang Hun subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a figure wearing a white robe with a golden background slowly coming into view not far away. The robe fluttered gently in the wind, and every detail showed an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. It was Fuxi.

Chi Long was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief, and blurted out: "Fuxi, it's you, you are resurrected!"

Fuxi looked calm and said slowly: "I was here when you just resurrected and before you came to the Hades City. It's just that I was not strong enough at that time, and time has passed too long, so you don't remember everything, so you didn't notice." As he spoke, Fuxi slowly descended like a light feather and stood steadily next to Wang Hun.

The red dragon chuckled, with a complicated meaning in his laughter, and said: "I see, I see. It's been a hundred thousand years, and we meet again. What are you going to do? Will you join him to fight against me?"

Fuxi looked at Wang Hun with a deep meaning in his eyes. Wang Hun understood and asked, "You are different now. Have you recovered your power and memory?"

Fuxi nodded slightly and responded calmly: "Of course, I have taken back all my power. Moreover, I sealed my memory and experienced thousands of reincarnations. During this long period of tempering, my strength has greatly increased."

Upon hearing this, Chilong frowned slightly, secretly estimating Fuxi's current strength in his heart, but said: "No wonder your strength has increased by 50%. Now, even for me, it is extremely difficult to defeat you. If you are ready to fight him, come on, I am not afraid at all."

Fuxi smiled lightly and said with a firm look: "I won't attack you, but Wang Hun will kill you completely!"

The red dragon snorted disdainfully and responded with arrogance: "As for him, I admit that I can't do anything to him, but at most he can tie with me. It's simply a foolish dream to want to completely kill me."

Wang Hun had a rational look on his face. He knew very well how powerful the Red Dragon was. He couldn't help but look embarrassed at this moment and said to Fuxi, "Senior Fuxi, it is indeed difficult for me to defeat him alone."

Fuxi first laughed loudly, and that hearty laughter echoed in the empty battlefield. Then, he said seriously: "The Red Dragon is the second strongest of the ancient gods. His strength is even higher than that of the Yellow Dragon and the Blue Dragon. It is normal that you can't beat him."

Upon hearing this, Chilong's eyes lit up with a burning desire to fight, and he shouted, "So, all of you, come at me together! Stop wasting time and being so fussy!"

Wang Hun sighed helplessly, looked at Fuxi, and sincerely asked: "I hope you can lend me a helping hand."

Fuxi nodded slightly, his eyes deep, and said firmly: "I must help, but I won't do anything."

Wang Hun was immediately confused and asked, "Then how can you help me?"

Fuxi didn't say much, but slowly stretched out his hand. In his palm, a palm-sized metal fragment gradually emerged.

The fragment exuded a soft and mysterious green light, which seemed to contain endless mysterious power. It was the last fragment of the God of Weapons' Blade. It floated quietly on Fuxi's palm, as if waiting to be awakened to release the powerful force that could change the situation.

That is, the fragment of the God of Weapons' Blade! Wang Hun said, his voice filled with surprise and a hint of excitement, his eyes fixed on the fragment emitting soft green light, as if he wanted to see through the light to see the mysterious power contained in it.

That's right, this is the last one. Fuxi said, his eyes were deep and steady, revealing a calmness that comes from having experienced the vicissitudes of life. As he spoke, he gently raised his hand and slowly threw the fragment. The fragment was like a light willow leaf, drawing a graceful arc in the air, slowly flew to Wang Hun's hand, and was steadily caught by Wang Hun.

Upon seeing this, Chilong frowned, his eyes full of vigilance and surprise, and asked loudly: "Have you collected all the fragments?" There was undisguised shock in his voice. He knew in his heart that once the fragments of the God of Weapon's Blade were collected, the power that could be exerted would be extraordinary, so he was now on full alert.

Fuxi looked indifferent, looked at Chilong calmly, and responded: "He has collected them all." After that, he turned his gaze to Wang Hun, his eyes full of expectation and trust.

Wang Hun had a focused look on his face. He knew very well the importance of the fragment and asked Fuxi quickly, "What should I do?" At this moment, he was curious about the unknown power and felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders. He held the fragment tightly in his hand, as if he was holding the key to the entire battle.

Fuxi pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Fuse, restore the fragments of the God of Weapon's Blade!" His tone was serious and solemn, and every word seemed to carry an unquestionable power, making Wang Hun deeply aware of the importance of what he was going to do next.