Chapter 1720

The sky is boundless and the world is vast.

The ninety-nine heaven que spans the eternal dome. An imperial palace lives on the top of the ninety-nine heaven. No one can step in it without Ye Xuan's permission.

Imperial Palace.

Reiki floats and laws breed.

Ye Xuan sat in the clouds. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if he had a great worry. A heavy color occasionally crossed his eyes.

Since ye Xuan returned to the burial palace, he closed about this and understood the great dream forever. However, with the more understanding of the great dream forever, ye Xuan's heart became more uneasy.

"The great dream will last forever!"

Ye Xuan whispered heavily, and there was endless self mockery in his eyes. This taboo method against the sky could not be used until an important moment.

It's too dangerous to live in a dream forever and have no self in the world.

Hoo!

Ye Xuan slowly spits out a mouthful of turbid air. He calms his mood and doesn't think about the danger of the great dream for the time being.

Now my only task is to open the eleventh heavenly gate and usher in the most dangerous chaotic punishment.

It is cowardly to avoid what should be faced sooner or later, which will affect your invincible heart.

This step will go sooner or later. Since he wants to go, there is no need to be afraid. Even if chaotic heavenly punishment is afraid of even taboo characters, he must go through it. Only in this way can his cultivation continue to improve.

Boom!

Ye Xuan's mind precipitated. He pinched the formula with both hands and began to operate the formula of burying heaven. The ten Heavenly gates revolved behind him, and there were more practices of burying heaven reincarnation around his body.

Ye Xuan took Ye Fengtian to practice hard for thousands of years. Not only did ye Fengtian's cultivation soar, but he was also practicing hard.

Now ye Xuan's cultivation is at its peak, and it is not far from opening the eleventh Tianmen. According to Ye Xuan's speculation, he can open the eleventh Tianmen in ten million years at most.

Thousands of years seems long, but it's really fast.

You know, according to Ye Xuan's normal cultivation speed, he needs at least half a yuan to open the eleventh heavenly gate.

Because ye Xuan's body is like a bottomless pit, the cultivation resources needed to open a heavenly gate are unimaginable.

This is also due to the burial palace founded by Ye Xuan, which provides him with endless cultivation resources, which can greatly increase his cultivation speed.

Cultivation is boring and insipid. Only by enduring the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear can we make ourselves stronger than anyone.

Time is like water, time changes.

Ye Xuan savors loneliness and enjoys it. He immerses himself in a large number of natural materials and earth treasures every day, crazy swallowing endless aura and increasing his cultivation.

Years are in a hurry, and the sun and moon alternate.

In the twinkling of an eye, thousands of years have passed, and the burial palace has developed to an unimaginable level.

There are ten figures in the immortal great fullness alone, and there are countless other immortal realms. The disciples in Taoism are all over the five regions.

Half step Zhiqiang, who has been silent for many years, joined the funeral palace, which also brought the momentum of the funeral palace to the extreme, and vaguely became the Lord of the 10th yuan meeting, as if it had replaced the hall of all souls.

Time passed quickly, and there were only less than 300 million years left before the end of the tenth yuan meeting. Although the whole chaotic world seemed calm, and the prestige of the burial palace reached its peak, there were waves surging in the dark.

Because at the end of each Yuan meeting, this period of time is also the most peaceful era, and anyone and forces will be silent.

Because everyone is waiting for the opening of the next yuan meeting. When the new yuan meeting opens, it will be the most cruel world.

Whether it is a great religious orthodoxy, or immortal power, or even the amazing arrogance hidden for countless years, will be born one after another when the new year will open.

Who will become the new leader of the yuan society?

Who will be in charge of the 11th yuan club?

Who can become the new eternal supremacy?

These answers will be given when the Singapore dollar opens.

Everyone is preparing, and even some people who have never been born respond to the saying that if they don't make a splash, they will make a splash.

……

Boom!

The gate of the emperor's palace is rumbling open at the ninety-nine heavenly palace. The dark crowd is waiting outside the emperor's palace. When ye Xuan walks out of the emperor's palace, it is accompanied by the sound of mountains and tsunamis.

"See my Lord!"

The mountains and rivers were turbulent, and the heaven and earth trembled. People fell to the ground one after another and shouted Ye Xuan's name. Everyone had a look of piety and awe in their eyes.

"You don't need to be polite."

Ye Xuan was dressed in black. Once his black hair turned silver white. Now it fell behind his head and rippled slightly in the wind.

After thousands of years, no one knows why Ye Xuan became like this. Why did his black hair turn white thousands of years later? What did ye Xuan experience after thousands of years of cultivation?

The people were confused, but they didn't dare to ask. Even Huang pangzi and Gu Beichen were surprised and uncertain.

Ye Xuan!

His eyes were as deep as the ancient pond. He looked at the people who paid homage to him and found that there were many strange faces, but each cultivation was extremely powerful.

Ye Xuan understood clearly. It seems that these strange faces are new monks who have joined the burial palace.

"Three days later, there will be a great disaster, and you will be scattered." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"Follow the emperor's main law."

The crowd kowtowed and responded. They all withdrew from 99 chongtian, but ye Xuan left Huang pangzi and Gu Beichen and asked them to enter the imperial palace with him.

Emperor palace!

Ye Xuan stood with his hands down. He looked up at the stars above his head. His eyes were slightly erratic, as if he were remembering something.

Huang pangzi and Gu Beichen waited quietly, because they knew that ye Xuan must have something to tell them.

"How many years have you followed me?"

Finally, ye Xuan's thoughts returned and turned to look at them.

"832.84 million years." Gu Beichen said solemnly.

Ye Xuan nodded and said, "after such a long time, you followed me from the human world to chaos. We all gather less and leave more. You've worked hard these years."

"Don't do that, sir. It's a pity that Beichen and I are not up to speed. This cultivation can't help you at all. We can only take care of some trivial things for you." The yellow fat man laughed at himself bitterly.

Now.

Gu Beichen only opened the seventh heavenly gate, but Huang pangzi only opened the fourth. It is really weak in the burial palace.

"In fact, you have followed me for so many years. I have treated you badly." Ye Xuan said with a sigh that he only focused on his own cultivation, and often had no time to take into account their cultivation.

If he could spare some time to teach them to practice, Huang pangzi and Gu Beichen would not be today's accomplishments.

"Don't say that, sir. Without you, I'm afraid we'll die of old age in the world." Fat yellow people are rarely serious.