The night sky is deep and the stars are like dust.

A figure carrying a sack darted into a stretch of mountains, stealthily like a little thief.

This person, needless to say is Ye Chen that bitch.

After coming out of Yanluo mountain, he ran for more than 800 Li. Then he fell down in the mountain where there were few people and didn't give a shit. He hid under the ground for more than 300 meters before stopping.

"Smart, I did a big one again." Put down the sack, ye Chen smile also some treachery.

As he said this, he poured out all the treasures in the sack, and the whole thing was piled up into a mountain. There were all kinds of spiritual grasses, spiritual instruments and miraculous elixirs. Each of them was overflowing with divine light, which made the dark underground shine brightly.

Next, there was a constant jingle from the ground.

The goods darted around in front of the mountain like treasure. They took away the spirit grass and elixir, and left them in piles.

The next moment, he summoned the chaos tripod and suspended it on the spirit tool.

Break!

With Ye Chen's rebuke, the chaos God tripod suddenly trembles, and the air of chaos overflows. The character of dunjia heaven imprinted on it starts to work. Vaguely, you can hear the voice of heaven interwoven with the road.

With the chaos God tripod trembling, the spirit tools below were crushed and broken at the same time.

Then, among the broken spirit vessels, there are continuous filaments of light flying out, with different colors, intertwined and intertwined with each other.

These Guangsi are the essence of weapon essence, ye Chen is to use their essence to wash chaos God tripod.

However, the soldiers of many spirit weapons were absorbed by chaos God tripod.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Under the ground, the sound of chaos is constantly humming.

At the moment, it is so extraordinary, massive, simple and natural. There is no bright color, no dazzling divine light. The so-called "big ingenious work" describes his current form. It is just like an expert who returns to nature. It looks ordinary, but it is terrifying.

After doing this, ye Chen sits directly under the chaotic God tripod.

Chaotic God tripod trembles slightly, and the power of many blood vessels sealed in it pours out, one strand connected with another, colorful, like a colorful waterfall.

The power of special blood vessels contains vast essence. If it is a gift from heaven, it will not be ordinary blood. There are principles of Dao and some power of heaven and earth. It is the supreme treasure.

Ye Chen is under the chaos God tripod, the jacket has already split up, exposing the bronze skin, the whole body each big pore is like breathing in general, swallowing the essence of blood, vomit the dregs of blood.

He was like an old monk sitting in meditation, motionless, letting the essence of his blood train his body, and the blood channel was integrated into his chaotic Tao.

This is a beautiful picture. The dark underground color is blowing out, the clouds are shining and the white fog is winding. The power of blood is flowing. It seems that you want to go back to heaven and earth, but they are all inhaled by Ye Chen.

The force of blood into the body, such as the vast river and sea, surges in Ye Chen's body, melts with his holy body and blood, nourishes his limbs and bodies, and refines his eight extraordinary meridians.

I don't know when, his windless white hair, in the strength of the blood, a wisp of back to the original black, such as a waterfall in the flow, each wisp is flashing bright gold.

All of a sudden, the ground trembled, presenting a mysterious picture, adding a touch of beauty to the inaccessible mountain, and making the dark night not so boring.

Everything is going on in an orderly way.

...........。

Yan Luoshan, in front of the ruins.

The dark figures stood, but their heads bowed. The atmosphere did not dare to make a sound. What's more, their bodies were still shaking.

Among the ruins, xuezun stands like a monument and never collapses. Under the night, his eyes, which are as vast as the starry sky, are rapidly converging into a cold and terrible awn.

Who is it?

After all, xuezun opened his mouth. In a word, the earth formed ice at the speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flying air was frozen into ice dregs.

..........。

At the bottom of the mountains, with a long breath of turbid gas, ye Chen slowly opened his eyes.

All of a sudden, two kinds of spiritual awns shot out of his eyes and poked two big holes in the rock wall under the ground, which were the external appearance of the Tao, but presented in the form of divine awn.

Soon, his whole body's divine brilliance converged as in the body, that pair of vast as the deep starry sky's eye son also restored to normal, becomes the ancient well undisturbed.

What a coincidence!

Ye Chen violently twists his neck, and the holy body source of many blood force makes him have a feeling of bathing in spring breeze, and has an unprecedented cordial feeling to the heaven and earth.

Leave!

Feeling doubly happy, ye Chen turned over and jumped up, like a divine light rushed out of the ground and went straight to one side.

I don't know when, he just stopped in front of a huge ancient city.From a distance, the ancient city is like a huge mountain, majestic, standing in this land like a symbol.

This ancient city is the ancient city of celestial burial.

A long time ago, this ancient city was an unknown ancient town, and it was not called the ancient city of celestial burial.

It is said that before the emperor was granted the throne, the emperor used to enlighten the world and attract famous residents. In the following years, the ancient town continued to grow, which evolved into an ancient city, from which the ancient city of celestial burial came.

As for why Ye Chen came here, it is naturally to investigate the matter of Dao's body and death.

The last conversation with Yiqi Sanqing daoshen before his death was in the ancient city of celestial burial. After his death, ye Chen has not been able to incarnate daoshen.

Before, because Haotian aristocratic family couldn't get away from his body. Today, he had time to come and have a look. He vowed to remove the clouds and solve many doubts in his heart.

Thinking, he has stepped into the ancient city of celestial burial.

At first sight, what he saw was a huge stone statue with a height of about 100 Zhang. His body was majestic and his back was like a mountain. Although it was a stone statue, it was vividly portrayed, like a real person, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers and dominating the world.

The emperor is buried!

Ye Chen murmured a sound, even though it is a stone statue, but his heart is still a lot of awe.

It was the emperor who once unified the land and suppressed the ghosts by means of connecting heaven. His legends are all myths.

Looking at it, ye Chen's eyes are a little trance, inexplicably produced a trace of sadness in his heart, once the emperor, shaking the past and shining today, even though his legends are myths, but eventually turned into a pile of loess.

As Taixu Gulong said, this is a ridiculous and sad road to heaven, no one is the real winner.

"I heard that! In order to account for the great families of the northern Chu Dynasty, the bloodthirsty hall has cut off more than a dozen cabinet owners. "

After all, ye Chen's thoughts were interrupted by the words coming out of the restaurant.

From the side of the stone statue slowly withdrew his eyes, ye Chen raised his feet and walked away.

As for the chaos in northern Chu, he wanted this effect. He had no choice. In order to buy time for the southern Chu to build the wall, he needed to use intrigue.

Facts have proved that his method is still very successful. At least there is a gap between the bloodthirsty hall and the big families of northern Chu. It is basically impossible to unite in a short time.

Next, ye Chen continued to haunt any corner of the ancient city of celestial burial, looking for clues that might be left behind by any Taoist body.

However, to his disappointment, he did not find any clue. The only thing he could be sure of was that daoshen had been here. As for the later things, he had no clue at all.

Night, gradually deep.

The bustling ancient city of celestial burial began to fall into silence. On the quiet street, only three or three drunken drunkards were staggering along, sometimes roaring their voices, as if they were venting their depression.

Here, ye Chen has given up hope, holding the wine pot, bored walking on the silent street.

I don't know when, he just slowly stopped.

In the distance, he saw an old man with a broom in his hand under the statue of the emperor of heaven. He was sweeping the fallen leaves floating under the statue. Although he was not quick, he was very patient.

Dhivan?

Ye Chen murmured, although he had not seen the old man's face, he still recognized who it was from his blood.

Although Di fan was very old, there was a vast force hidden in his body. This was the blood of the emperor's descendants, which could not be concealed. Ordinary monks might not recognize it, but he could see through it at a glance.

Although some accidents, but ye Chen is not too shocked.

Di fan, the father and son of the emperor, was sealed tens of thousands of years ago. However, despite the vicissitudes of life, he is still the son of the emperor, and it is reasonable to sweep the tomb of the emperor.

However, ye Chen can understand Di fan's state of mind. The seal is like a dream. Waking up has been a long time for tens of thousands of years. It is like the feeling of passing away from the world. It is a kind of loneliness and hesitation.

Subconsciously, ye Chen moved his steps and stopped when he was away from di fan San Zhang. He respectfully saluted him and said, "I have seen you."

Hearing this, di fan stopped and turned around slightly. His old eyes were muddy and filled with the vicissitudes of time. His smile was gentle, just like an ordinary old grandfather, without the slightest murderous spirit.

After all, di fan did not speak, slowly turned back, holding the broom in his hand, and continued to sweep the fallen leaves.

Seeing this, ye Chen wants to leave, but just as the steps are raised, the heart suddenly trembles.

Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and looked at one side.

There, it was dark, but there was a heavy footstep sound. To outsiders, the footstep sound was not surprising, but in the ears of the Supreme Master, the footstep sound roared and rumbled.

Can't help, ye Chen eyes slightly squint up, staring at there.

He couldn't see the way ahead, but he knew how powerful the man who was coming out of the darkness was stepping on the Tao of heaven and earth at every step, and the strength of his breath made him feel a little breathless.After all, he saw the comer, tall and straight, with black hair and shawl, and his eyes as vast as the starry sky.

Ghost king!