Chapter 504

Boom! Bang!

Between shock, there is a war on the void.

On the one hand, a copper stove was hung at the head of Yin Zhou, and his hand was extremely fierce and powerful.

On the one hand, the old man with blood robe is holding a demon pot, stepping on the sea of blood, swallowing heaven and earth, with incomparable momentum.

Compared with them, the old man with white hair is much more implicit. He looks like an ordinary old man. Even in a war, there is no evil spirit and anger to reveal. Although the hand is ordinary, ye Chen can see that every time the old man with white hair makes a move, he contains many secrets.

"The best is like water, return to nature?" Ye Chen murmured.

Boom! Boom!

When ye Chen murmured, the two figures fell into the void one after another, crushing the two mountains into collapse.

They, needless to say, were the blood robed elders of Yin Zhou and bloodthirsty hall.

Two people have been embarrassed to get up, face dignified to the extreme, a face can not believe looking at the old man with white hair, "you are still alive..."

"They're all going down to earth." The old man with white hair smiles.

As soon as this was said, Yin Zhou and the old man of blood robe, erhu, did not say it, but turned and ran away.

It's a man who's going to the ground.

Are you implying something to us?

The old man with blood robes and Yin Zhou had to run away and fight with a dying man. It was absolutely stupid. If he was pissed off, it would be easy to pull a cushion or two before he died.

After they left, the old man with white hair came slowly towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's small heart thumped for a moment. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his hands and said, "younger Qin Yu, thank you for your help."

The old man with white hair didn't speak. He just waved his hand.

Ye Chen only felt the breeze, and found that the ghost mask covering his face was missing.

Without the ghost mask to cover his face, ye Chen's real face was also exposed naked in front of the white haired old man.

"Master, you..." Ye Chen subconsciously took a step back.

However, the old man with white hair still didn't speak. He just looked at Ye Chen's face quietly. Looking at it, his turbid old eyes were filled with tears, and his old body trembled for it.

In the mountains, a mess, incomparably quiet.

Ye Chen and the old man with white hair stood there quietly.

Xu is too immersed in some kind of emotion. The old man with white hair has not spoken for a long time, so he looks at Ye Chen quietly. His old hand will shake several times, as if he wants to touch Ye Chen's face.

Here, ye Chen was white haired old man to see the whole body uncomfortable, then tentatively called a, "master?"

Be ye Chen a word to wake up, that white haired old man this just flurried dry tears, smile way, "grandfather takes you home."

With that, the old man with white hair took Ye Chen's hand, whether ye Chen would like it or not, he stepped into the void.

Ye Chen only feels the wind blowing on the side of the week, which makes his eyes unable to open.

"How strong is this old man! The understanding of space has reached such a terrible level. " Ye Chen was more than once shocked.

"Take me home?" Startled, ye Chen began to murmur in his heart, "will Heng Yue Zong?"

Although confused, but ye Chen did not resist.

Because he felt a kind of warmth from the hands of the old man with white hair. He was just like the grandfather. He was kind and gentle, which made his body warm.

In this way, the old man with white hair and ye Chen walked into the transmission array, and entered the void space again and again.

I don't know how long after, the old talent with white hair and ye Chen walked into a very secret Lingshan, from Lingshan to a huge underground palace.

Ye Chen has just set down, then saw the underground palace in a line of figures standing, first to your white haired old man respectfully line a salute, this just looked at him with ghost ghost mask again.

"There are three peaks of the netherworld, ten of the nine heavens of the netherworld, seventeen of the eight, and twenty-nine of the seven Ye Chen glanced at random, and almost fell out of his eyes. Such a lineup, together with the old man with white hair beside him, was so powerful and ridiculous!

"Who the hell is this! Do you want to hang like this Ye Chen in the heart of a strong son's sigh Zazhi.

Shocked, ye Chen did not feel that his body was separated from the ground. He was pushed gently from his back, and his whole body flew to a bronze throne above the underground palace.

"Master, this Ye Chen, who dares to sit, looks at the old man with white hair.

"Sit down." The old man with white hair gave a gentle smile.

Er!

Ye Chen coughed and sat on the bronze throne.

"I've seen the emperor Yanhuang." Ye Chen just sat down, two rows below, one knee kneeling on the ground.

Hearing this, ye Chen was almost scared to urinate, and an excited spirit jumped up again. He looked at the old man in white with an extremely wonderful expression, "master, is this... Is this Yanhuang?"The old man with white hair did not speak, but nodded with a smile.

Gudong!

Ye Chen can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Only now did he know that this was Yanhuang, and now he understood what the old man with white hair meant by "going home". He is now the ninety ninth emperor of Yanhuang. Isn't this his home?

Plop! Plop!

Ye Chen only felt that his small heart beat faster and faster. He saw two rows of neat one knee kneeling below. Which one was not a hundred year old guy kneeling like this. Is this to lose his life?

After a dry cough, ye Chen handed the Xuancang jade ring he was wearing to the old man with white hair, "master, you should do it for the holy master!"

The old man with white hair didn't pick it up. He gently pushed away Ye Chen's palm and said with a gentle smile, "little guy, Xuancang jade ring is the jade bone of the emperor of Yanhuang generation. It is spiritual. No one can wear it if it doesn't recognize it."

"True or false, I don't believe it." A streamer of light ran past, and xiaolingwa in the big Luo tripod ran out and grabbed the Xuancang jade ring.

On the spot, the little thing put the jade ring on his finger. Oh, no, it was on his neck, because he was only as big as his fist.

"Hey, good." Little lingwa had no face and no skin to smile, and then did not forget to look at the old man with white hair, "Oh, I don't take it? He doesn't want it or give it to me. The Lord has no one to do it. I do it

However, as soon as xiaolingwa's words were finished, the Xuancang jade ring burst out of the divine awn, and then there were small seal characters flowing on it, covering xiaolingwa's whole body on the spot and imprisoning her life in the air.

Shit!

Small lingwa a wolf howl, want to move, but can't move at all.

"No, I don't want it." Xiaolingwa shouts, wants to take off, but how also cannot pick, finally can only look at Ye Chen eagerly.

Ye Chen didn't like to stare at him, and whisked his hand to take Xuancang jade ring.

This time, Xuancang jade ring flew directly to Ye Chen's finger, and the small seal script on it slowly disappeared. Once again, it returned to calm, just like an ordinary ring.

"Now, I believe it." Ye Chen sighed. He never thought that Xuancang jade ring still had such prohibition.

"Well, can we get up?" Below, kneeling at the end of a fat old man, squinting a pair of small eyes, smiling at Ye Chen.

"Get up, get up, get up." Ye Chen said in a hurry. He just pushed himself away. He even forgot about it. Let a group of old guys kneel for such a long time. It's just natural that they should not lose their lives!

"All down!" Knowing Ye Chen didn't adapt, the old man with white hair waved his hand gently.