Chu Xuan, do you remember ye Chen!

Red dust stained with blood palm, gently touching the white haired woman's unique face, hazy tears, with the vicissitudes of tenderness.

The woman with white hair trembled and didn't dodge. She was stunned there, full of confusion.

At that time, you were still so beautiful!

The world of mortals smiles with tears and hoarse voice. Every word seems to carry endless vicissitudes.

The white haired woman's hand shaking, her face more confused.

I don't know why, looking at the tears in the eyes of the red dust, she suddenly felt a faint pain in her heart, that kind of inexplicable pain, even more than the sword that red dust stabbed her, in such a moment, the pain tore heart and lung.

Zheng!

Zhuxian sword Zheng Ming, let her beautiful eyes in a trace of confusion suddenly dissipated, she was once again completely controlled mind.

Poof!

The woman with white hair drew out the sword to kill the immortal. She staggered back a step and could not stand steadily. She was also hurt. She had been pierced by a sword of the world of mortals. Although the sword of the world of mortals had only half the power, it was extremely terrifying. If the sword had all the power, it would have killed her.

Boom!

In the distant sky, the empty sky suddenly roared with a roar, rolling murderous spirit. The strong men all over the sky rushed to kill here. The battle was huge, and the overwhelming human figures, like Wang and Yang, were crushing the vast world.

The white haired woman was bleeding in her mouth. She looked around the empty sky and staggered back and backward. She turned and flew away like a divine rainbow. She was in a weak state. How could she fight against the strong man in the sky.

"Chu... Chu Xuan..." Behind her, the world of mortals is calling, and her steps are staggering. The bloody palm of her hand grabs it in the direction of her departure. She wants to keep the beautiful image, but what she catches is just a wisp of mist.

The breeze blows, staggers him, falls down, the sight becomes blurred, the distant beautiful shadow, also in his full of tears eyes, becomes hazy incomparable.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Soon, a golden figure and a purple shadow came from the sky. The speed was as fast as the world's startling awn. If you look carefully, they are Taixu Gulong and Zixuan.

As soon as they fell, they saw the red dust lying on the ground.

Seeing this, they didn't think much about it. They stepped forward one after another and came to the world of mortals.

At the moment, the form of the world of mortals is very miserable, covered with blood, the chest of that forest of sword marks, but also lingering colorful youmang, dissolve his vitality.

Yiru's sword, which cuts through the world of mortals, is also a unique sword. It is aimed at the real soul, which makes his soul constantly collapse. The fire of his soul is faint and dim, and has the posture of extinguishing all the time.

Damn it!

Taixu Gulong snorted coldly, and Zixuan looked ugly.

Two people regardless of the order of hands, palm pressed in the world of mortals, a mysterious force of life into the body of the world.

There are two figures in the sky. They are Ouyang king and Dao emperor. When they see the red dust in this shape, they can hardly see the extreme. Without much words, they also step forward one after another to show their secret skills to save the world of mortals.

However, no matter how hard the four people tried, they could not stop the fire of the soul which was constantly annihilated in the world of mortals.

That killing sword is too terrible. It has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. Rao is the world's most powerful fighting force. It can't be resisted. If you change the ordinary quasi heaven realm, you will be dead on the spot.

Look at the world of mortals, lying there quietly, motionless, like an ice sculpture.

Although his eyes were open, they were dull and empty, just like a puppet. He did not know the pain and was indifferent to everything outside. He was once again in a muddle.

Not far away, ye Chen came, but covered his chest with one hand, stumbled, and the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with blood.

Not long ago, when he was still flying in the sky, he suddenly felt a burst of pain in his chest. As if he had been stabbed by a sword, his whole body, five viscera, eight meridians, four limbs and hundreds of bones, and even his original soul, were all in pain, which made him fall into the empty sky.

"Who the hell are you?" Ye Chen stumbles over, grabs the collar of Hongchen, a pair of bloody eyes, stares at the world of mortals. He doesn't know why he is so painful, but he knows that his injuries are all due to the sword suffered by the world.

For ye Chen's problem, the world of mortals had no reaction, such as a walking corpse with a dull look and empty eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" Ye Chen is as like as two peas, who are so mad that they are shaking the dust. Why do you look exactly like me? Why do you know all my mental abilities? Why do you have six fairy eyes?

Ye Chen's voice was higher than one, roaring and roaring, asking out all the secrets he wanted to know.

For many years, these secrets are like ghosts, pestering him, making him confused with the world.

as like as two peas, the emperor and the king of Ouyang, they are alike in their appearance.

However, for ye Chen's roar and Zixuan's doubts, Hongchen is still as dull as a puppet.Hum! Hum!

At this time, ye Chen's left eye immortal eye was humming and trembling, and the red dust's right eye immortal eye was also buzzing and trembling.

All of a sudden, the last moment was as dull as a puppet of the world of mortals. In this second, he suddenly sat up and sat up. His bloody hands grasped Ye Chen's palm, and his empty eyes shifted back and forth in soberness and confusion.

"Kill... Kill..." The world of mortals spoke hard and looked miserable.

"Kill... Kill... Kill... Kill if... If..." His words are intermittent, holding Ye Chen's hand, just like the God Xuanfeng on that day. A sentence seems to have exhausted his last strength.

However, this sentence of the world of mortals, like the God Xuanfeng in the past, did not finish it even though it exhausted its last strength.

The fire of his soul was completely annihilated, and his tired eyes scattered the only light left. It can be said that he was dying in peace. Only two wisps of blood and tears flowed out and crossed the vicissitudes of life's face.

Oh!

Seeing that the vitality of the world of mortals was cut off, Taixu Gulong and others sighed one after another and took back the palms of the red dust.

However, the myth that he failed to keep his eyes open was that he failed to open his eyes.

Ye Chen statue general, motionless, staring at the world of mortals.

The palm of the world of mortals is still holding his hand tightly. Today, he, like the God Xuanfeng in the past, died with an open mind. Before he died, he was so miserable that even his last words were the same.

Ye Chen has a sharp pain in his heart. He covers his heart tightly, as if he has lost a relative. The pain is tearing his heart and lungs. Xuancang Yujie is also lamenting, as if he is crying.

Suddenly, the world seems to have an ancient song of death, long ring, for the world of mortal farewell.

Oh!

In the dark, there seems to be such an ethereal sigh. It is remote and ancient. If you listen carefully, it is the sound of Fu Ya. He stands in the hall of tianxuanmen and looks at the water curtain in front of him.

On one side, Donghuang Taixin also stands there, the beautiful eyes of lingche are flashing the light of deep meaning.

"Goddess, up to now, have you seen the origin of the world of mortals?" Fu cliff side head looked to the East Huang too heart.

"In your opinion, what is his origin?" Donghuang Taixin spoke faintly.

"Most of them are ye Chen's ancestors." Fu cliff quietly stroked his beard.

"If I say that ye Chen comes first, then the world of mortals, do you believe it?"

"Goddess, are you not saying the opposite? I went to check the reincarnation of the heavens. Ye Chen is really only 20 years old. In terms of his age, the world of mortals is more than 900 years older than him. It should be that there was the world of mortals before ye Chen was right."

"I didn't say the contrary, and you are right." The heart of Dong Huang is too long.

"You're not wrong, and I'm not wrong? Isn't that a contradiction? "

"What if they were the same person?" Donghuang took a deep breath.

"The same... The same person?" Fu Ya Leng for a moment, the brain did not turn around for a while.

"Don't you..." Three or two seconds later, Fu cliff suddenly side head, as if thinking of something, a face can't believe looking at East Huang too heart.

"As you can imagine, the world of mortals comes from the future. He is Ye Chen after 900 years, shuttling through time and space and coming to the era 900 years ago. Therefore, what you and I said is correct. What is wrong is the inverted space-time."

"What about the Shenxuan beacon?" Fu cliff breath some breathless looking at the East Huang too heart.

"Also from the future." "He is the future Ye Xingchen, also shuttles through time and space. Different from the world of mortals, he came to the era of Chu emperor."

no wonder, as like as two peas, the gods and the gods can not escape the great circle of the six great things. No wonder they can't see their past lives in the circle of the heavens. No wonder they are exactly the same as ye Chen. Fu Ya was like a dream. "In this way, everything makes sense. Time and space are actually time and space, the supreme law. How can ye Chen in the future and his Taoist body Ye Xingchen do it?"

"It's six fairyland eyes." "If what I expected, ye Chen in the future must have collected two six immortal wheel eyes, and the left eye of the immortal wheel also awakened the law of time and space. They traveled through time and space at the cost of burying the left eye of the immortal wheel. This is why the world of mortals has only the right eye of the immortal wheel, but not the left eye of the immortal wheel."

"I see." Fu Ya murmured, looking at the East Huang Tai Xin again, "but why does the God Xuanfeng and the world of mortals not remember ye Chen and ye Xingchen, and most of the time they are in a state of unconsciousness."

"Shuttling through time and space is an act against the heaven. It breaks the established rules and touches the will in the dark. Only when their memory is destroyed by time and space, can they wake up occasionally."

"So that's the problem." Fu Ya took a hard breath.

"I can't imagine what purpose they are going to travel through time and space to come to this era, regardless of the painful cost." Dong Huang Tai Xin looked at the dead world of mortal world, and her expression was a little confused, "is it difficult to achieve? In the future, there will be startling changes in the universe."