Chapter 526

The next day, before dawn, ye Chen, Zhongjiang, red dust and snow went out of the Yanhuang Lingshan.

Only three of them, Zhongjiang and red dust snow were all the people of the yellow, and ye Chen was the ninth generation of Yanhuang, and they went to the Yellow River, which represented a certain significance.

On the sky, Zhongjiang and red dust snow walk on the sky, only the sword of Ye Chen is on the side.

I don't know whether it is because of the injury of Zhongli or the cause of the killer God Dynasty. Along the way, the expressions of Zhongjiang and red dust snow are all abnormal solemnity, which makes Ye Chen's heart inevitably become a little depressed.

"Come back from Rehmannia, you should not go out again easily." After all, a word of Zhongjiang broke the silence of the three people. He looked at Ye Chen with a positive look, without any joking meaning.

"For... Why." Ye Chen was stunned.

"Because of the killer God." On one side, the red dust and snow whispered, "as early as the day when the killer God Dynasty was suppressed by the emperor of Yan, they swore to kill the people of Yan Huang, and sacrifice their sword and attack Zhongli elder martial brother is only a challenge book. Their real goal is the ninety ninth generation of Yanhuang Holy Lord, that is you."

Hearing the red dust snow finish, ye Chen's mouth suddenly pulled, very want to say to the red dust snow: this Lord, I do not do it can not.

"No way." Red dust snow seems to be able to see through Ye Chen's mind. She glanced at Ye Chen at the first glance and said, "from the day you accepted Xuancang jade ring, it is destined to be your mission in your life. I am not joking with you. The terror of the killer God Dynasty is far beyond your imagination. The people who died in their hands are not in a few. Hongchen, my teacher, was almost killed in that year, let alone the fact It's you. "

"I understand." Ye Chen nodded gently, under the mask, his face was also dignified.

During the conversation, the three people have stepped into more than one transmission array.

I don't know when, the three talents stopped under a dazzling Lingshan.

"Who." Before three people came up, several elders who were guarding the Mountain Gate rushed out, but when they saw Zhongjiang and red dust and snow, they became a little excited.

"I have seen Yan Zun and fengzun." Several people kneel on their knees, although hostile, but also are the old part of the yellow, Zhongjiang and red dust snow are very respectful.

"How about the clock?" Zhong Jiang waved to hold the crowd up.

"The LORD was waiting."

Zhong Jiang did not speak, and the three joined hands.

In the rehmanning Lingshan, whether elders or disciples, they all brush and stand in place. As they walk by, they kneel on their knees, and bow respectfully and bow, "I have seen Yan Zun and fengzun."

After worshiping Zhongjiang and red dust and snow, almost all people's eyes fell on Ye Chen. Their eyes were also colorful, either marveling, surprise or sighing.

"Is he Qin Yu? The wind and the wind kill the gods, and the ninth generation of the Lord of my Yan Huang? "

"If you are truly talented, you will be a great hero."

"It seems that we are old."

Ye Chen only responded with a smile, but he was embarrassed to see some familiar Dihuang disciples, because they were all robbed by him in the grottoes, but they didn't know.

In the comments, the three people have entered the underground palace of the Yellow River.

When they saw an altar, there was a white haired old man sitting on the altar.

Seeing this white haired old man, not only Zhongjiang, red dust and snow, even the eyebrows of the leaf Chen also wrinkled violently.

The white haired old man, needless to say, was the five disciples of the Lord of rehmannia, and the red dust. But his state was terrible and his body was scarred. Every wound was shining with dark light, which resolved his vitality, especially the scar of a sword in the eyebrow heart. It seemed that he was stabbed by a sword. The wound was not only healed, but also expanded outwards.

As the soul stabbed said, Zhong Li is really hurt too much, the breath has been withered to the extreme, and the body is full of strong dead spirit, like an old man who is in a bad time, and is about to settle down.

"Lord rehmannia, don't be hurt!" Before ye Chen said, the red dust and snow began to open.

On one side, the look of Zhongjiang is almost the same.

In these years, the battle between rehmannia and Yanhuang and human yellow has been the same door, but it is inseparable. Because of some desire, it left a bloody dilemma. Even if it was the same door, there was mustard in the heart.

For the indifference of the two, ye Chen sighed helplessly,

why? Ming Ming worried about clock, but he was reluctant to admit.

On the altar, he saw the sound of Zhongjiang and the indifferent red dust and snow. Zhong left the old eyes of the turbid, and flashed a little sad. He got up with all his strength and walked down the altar. But his feet just landed, he staggered. If the stabbing soul standing on the side of his body helped him, he might have fallen on the ground.

"Fourth elder brother and seventh younger sister." The power has not from the heart, the old eyes of the muddy clock River, full of tears to watch the clock River and red dust snow, the voice hoarse tired, with endless vicissitudes and sorrow.Suddenly, Zhongjiang and hongchenxue's body trembled.

For many years, they have been fighting endlessly. How ever have they ever heard each other match each other with their senior brothers and sisters? The sound of Zhong Li's senior brothers and sisters seems to have gone through their hundreds of years of ups and downs.

After all, the indifferent look of Zhongjiang and hongchenxue suddenly dissipated. Even though they were tough, they still couldn't rival the same family.

"We've been waiting too long for this day." Zhong Jiang and the red dust snow relieved a smile, finally put down the heart of the mustard, have walked in the past, the old unbearable clock from the hand.

"I've been wrong for too long."

"It's all over."

"I still remember when we were still in the prime of their lives, and the years were like knives!"

Three people are sitting there, you and I are talking about hundreds of years of vicissitudes.

At the moment, where there are Yanhuang, renhuang and Dihuang, where there are also Yan Zun, Feng Zun and Lei Zun. Now, they are just brothers and sisters of the same family.

On one side, ye Chen and thorn soul stood still, without words.

"It's so bad." Although Ye Chen didn't speak, he was already investigating Zhong Li's injury with the eye of immortal wheel. He saw Zhong Li's fragmented body and soul that could collapse at any time.

"Zhong Li was good at assassinating, and he was also a quasi heaven realm. How powerful it was to hurt him into such a person." After helpless, ye Chen's eyes are full of shock, for that mysterious and terrifying killer Shinto, become unprecedented fear.

"Have you ever met the killers?" Thinking in the heart, ye Chen could not help but transmit the sound to the side of the thorn soul.

Although the thorn soul looks cold, it still nods.

"The other side is quasi heaven?" Ye Chen speaks again. He thinks that he can hurt Zhong Li, who is good at assassinating, into this way. His cultivation must be in the quasi heaven realm.

However, to his surprise, the soul of the thorn shook his head gently. "The one who hurt the Lord is an empty and dark place and a heavy sky. His power of assassinating seems to be beyond description with terror."

"Emptiness... Emptiness is a heaven." Ye Chen's eyes were full of horror. The news was far more shocking than imagined. If the man was allowed to enter the quasi heaven realm, it would not have been invincible in the world.

"As far as I know, that man is the son of the assassin's Dynasty. He was sealed as early as the emperor of the East and was not released until recently." When ye Chen is shocked, the soul of the assassin sends a voice again, "it is not only the son of the assassin Shinto, but also the killers who were self appointed by the assassin Shinto at that time are all in succession to untie the seal."

Speaking of this, Rao is arrogant of the world's thorn soul, some also showed a look of fear, "they are a group of killing gods."

Ye Chen was silent, and his face was hard to see.

It's easy to hide an open gun, but hard to defend a hidden arrow.

Ye Chen knows this truth very well. It's nothing to fight openly. If you are watched by a group of murderous gods hiding in the dark, you will not be able to sleep, no matter which power is.

When they talked with each other, Zhong Li, who was in a very bad state, had already put his eyes on Ye Chen's body, especially when he saw Xuancang Yujie on Ye Chen's finger. His muddy old eyes inevitably gave birth to a trace of nostalgia.

"Younger Qin Yu, I've met elder Zhong Li." Seeing Zhong Li looking at himself, ye Chen hastily advances a ceremony, not as the emperor of Yanhuang, but as a descendant.

"The wind and cloud killed God, and it really deserves the reputation." Zhong Li's tired smile, laughter with gratification, "it seems that we are really old, is not us at that time, our era has passed, but we deceive ourselves not to accept the old, now it seems, not to accept is not good."

"I'm flattered."

"I see the shadow of master from you." Zhong Li's laughter is full of vicissitudes, staring at Ye Chen, "although I can't see the day when Yanhuang was unified, I know that the 99th emperor of Yanhuang can make Yanhuang reappear its former glory."

"The elder is so highly praised that the younger generation will be flattered." Ye Chen smiles and says, "however, it's important to treat your injury first. Rehmannia rarely returns to Yanhuang, and you can't be spared."

"Can it be saved if you get hurt like this?" Not only is the clock from, even the cold, cold and abnormal soul can not help looking at Ye Chen.

"The holy master of Yanhuang, if you don't have some unique skills, how can you do it?" Ye Chen laughs.

"Are you sure that elder martial brother Zhong Li's state is on the verge of collapse. If he is careless, his life will be harmed." On one side, the red dust snow can't help but glance at Ye Chen.

"Do you think I look like that unreliable person? Well, listen to me. It must be right. You should protect the heart of Zhong Li's elder. " Ye Chen said, looking at the side of Zhongjiang, "master Zhongjiang, you are responsible for instilling spiritual power into the body of the elder Zhongli."

"What can I do for you?" One side, the soul of the thorn rushed forward.

"Please stab the soul master to guard the gate of the underground palace."

"Yes." Stabbing soul is as fierce as ever. He suddenly raises his feet and steps down to the gate of the underground palace. He holds the sword in his hand. If someone rushes in, he will be killed by his thunder.