Chapter 1330

The vast field of Big Dipper stars, in this instant frame, this rolling red dust, also seems to be static.

All the saints, saints, quasi saints, nearly a million friars, and the endless creatures in the Beidou star region all look stunned, and their eyes are fixed on the immortal shadow which is beyond the mortal world.

There, the fairy light scattered, a figure appeared in the world, white clothes do not touch the ordinary world, white hair moved without wind, the eyes of the ancient well, the heaven meets the earth, there is the supreme road in evolution.

He is really like an immortal, like a distant myth that doesn't exist in the world.

"Good... Strong pressure, he... Is he the emperor?" The lasting tranquility was finally broken by a saint. Even the sage did not know it. His voice was trembling.

"How could there be such a strong man in this world." He is also a saint, full of awe.

"Sword... Sword God." The skin of his mouth trembled and his body trembled.

"Sword... Sword God." The saints, quasi saints and nearly a million friars of Daluo sword sect also felt dizzy. They had seen the consciousness body of the sword spirit, and naturally recognized the gods of the Heavenly Sword.

"He... Is he the God of the Heavenly Sword?" Although the voice of the Dharma sword sect friar is small, like an ancient thunder, which makes the Big Dipper star region roar, everyone who listens to it is shocked by his heart.

"Heaven is pitying me. I have seen the living myths of the heavens."

"After two thousand years of cultivation, I have no regrets about my death." Too many old sages were in tears.

"Xuanluo, I've seen the sword God." In the excitement, the holy king of darao Jianzong has been prostrate on the ground. In his words, the saints, quasi saints and nearly a million monks of the Dalao Jianzong also prostrate on the ground. In the past, it was the sword God's sword spirit that created the Dalao Jianzong in the Beidou star region.

"I have seen the gods of swords." The boundless friars in the Big Dipper star region also sprawled, their voices trembling in the starry sky.

"Master, I will wait for you." Ye Chen bowed his hands and saluted him. He was the only one still standing in the starry sky. With thousands of scheming and dying life, he finally carried the arrival of the sword God.

"Follow me." With a faint sound, the sword God stepped on the starry sky and walked towards a dead and silent star. Every step seemed to be stepping on the road, and each step contained incomparably profound Dao Yun.

Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and hurriedly followed him up.

The sword God's back is bleak and full of vicissitudes. Every strand of white hair also carries traces of time. To see that he is awed and at a loss, the myth of the heavens should be a man with a story.

The sword God was speechless, and he was speechless, quietly following behind the sword God. The people admired by the goddess of Kunlun were the existence against the heaven, the peak of the quasi emperor, the myth of the universe, and the breath of Ye Chen similar to the God of the devil in his body, which was the temperament of the talents who really stood at the peak of the Tao.

Behind him, the Big Dipper Star area friars looked at the back of the sword God and ye Chen leaving, and they also got up one after another.

"Sword God! That is the God of the Heavenly Sword The quiet starry sky becomes extremely lively.

"It is our supreme glory to see the myths of heaven."

"I'm curious about the relationship between Ye Chen and the sword God." Too many people scratched their heads.

"Not an old friend of the sword God!" Someone said something tentatively.

"It's impossible that a man is more than a hundred years old and a sword is not a God at all."

"Baobuqi is a descendant of the old friend of the sword God."

"That's a good guess." Too many old friars touched their chin, "it is worth affirming that ye Chen must have a great connection with the sword God, and it is definitely not hostile."

"Grandfather." In the discussion, one side sounded the voice of the sage and quasi saint of the darao Jianzong.

On hearing this, everyone looked away, but they saw that the sage of Dalao Jianzong was holding the king of darao Jianzong.

Just a second ago, the holy king of darao Jianzong got up. He was excited or frightened. One of them didn't stand firm and nearly collapsed on the ground. Thanks to the Dharma sword sect sage, he was held by him.

At the moment, he was pale, even if he was a monk, his old body could not stop shaking.

Even a holy king was so frightened, not to mention the saints, the quasi saints and the descendants of the imperial realm. Their faces were as pale as paper, and they were all supporting each other and could not stand steadily.

The sword god suddenly arrived and saved Ye Chen. As long as you are not a fool, you can see that ye Chen has a different relationship with the gods of the Heavenly Sword. If the sword God blames him, the Dalao sword sect will become a dust of history in an instant, and they will be annihilated with the sword God.

Compared with them, Nie Feng in the human shadow was excited and surprised. He didn't know that ye Chen had such a great magic power that he could invite a sword God. With the protection of the gods of the Heavenly Sword, who would dare to move him.

"To... To plead guilty." The king of darao sword school wiped his cold sweat and walked with an unsteady pace. He went straight to the ancient star where ye Chen and the sword God had gone. He only hoped that the sword God would not blame him.

"To... To plead guilty." All the saints, quasi saints and nearly a million monks of the darao Jianzong have passed away.

It should be a good irony that the monks from all over the world are sighing at such a scene.

Not long ago, the darao Jianzong wanted to kill Ye Chen. How much they hung up at that time! Each of them is full of momentum and killing opportunities, but now they are like gentle sheep.As he spoke, the four monks followed.

It's the sword God. It's a myth of the heavens. It's rare to visit the Big Dipper star region. They want to see more. If they are lucky, they may hear the sword God explain the way.

Here, the sword God has stepped into a dead old star and climbed a mountain top.

Ye Chen followed, also on the top of the mountain, look awe, from beginning to end are respectful.

The sword God's eyes were flat, without the dignity of the emperor. He gently raised his hand and put it on Ye Chen's shoulder. There was a fairy light flowing over his shoulder. He wiped out the scars in his body for ye Chen and his reaction to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stands still and allows the sword God to heal his wounds, but after three breaths, he lets the immortal eye unseal.

"You are a descendant of the six ways." The sword myth language is flat and light, even more ethereal than the dream. When he reveals his words, he looks at Xuancang jade ring on Ye Chen's finger.

"I'm sorry for my shallow knowledge. I don't know who the six principles are." Ye Chen shook his head gently.

"Among my contemporaries, I only lost once. He is the true myth of the heavens." The sword God looks calm, and his words are still plain and ethereal. He will tell an old legend, "with the same appearance, the same immortal eyes and the same ring, you should have a great origin with him."

"The same looks, the same fairy eyes, the same rings." Ye Chen whispers that the six ways in the mouth of the sword God are too similar to the past red dust, and they have even defeated the myths of heaven.

"Am I also from the future? Has it come down to the heavens and the earth? " Ye Chen murmured and whispered, and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. "Are the people on the two ancient portraits six ways?"

"Why lead me to Beidou star region?" The sword God took his hand and wiped out all the wounds of Ye Chen.

"There's a spoony girl missing you." Ye Chen took out a sachet, which was given to him by Donghuang Taixin when he left the big Chu. The sword on it was not written in three words, but was embroidered by her.

"Her name is Donghuang Taixin, on the other side of the starry sky." Ye Chen gave the sachet to the gods of the Heavenly Sword.

"Heart." The sword God's mood fluctuated for the first time, and the hands who took the sachet trembled for it. A word of heart could not tell us the vicissitudes of life. The myth of the universe also revealed ancient tenderness. He could not remember the year when he saw her last. He only knew that the time was so long that the time was blurred.

"What happened to the great Chu, and why it was disconnected from the heaven and the universe." The sword God held the sachet tightly, and his voice was a little hoarse. Listening to his words, he knew the existence of the great Chu.

"Demons invade." Ye Chen laughs at the vicissitudes of life, brushing his hand to offer a water curtain, which is marked with the invasion of demons and the struggle of the great Chu, all of which are bloody.

Looking at the water curtain, Rao is the determination of the gods of the Heavenly Sword, and his look has changed.

The great mountains and rivers, swallowed by the darkness, are blood in the eyes, like an endless hell.

The 90 million souls of the great Chu Kingdom were fighting against each other, and the body and death of the 90 million monks of Tianxuan gate disappeared. A Taoist figure fell into a pool of blood, and each of them died on the wall. With his blood and bones, he built a bloody Great Wall for all the people in the world. The battle was almost annihilated.

Suddenly, the sword God seemed to hear the pathetic roar. It was the roar of the soul of the dead.

In the myth of the heavens, the immortal body trembled, and his eyes were full of tears. He did not know how hard it was for the ninety million monks of the great Chu to fight against the invasion of the demons a hundred years ago. He could not imagine how hard it was for the ninety million monks of the great Chu to fight against the invasion of the demons.

Zheng!

The roar of the world shaking sword resounds through the sky. The whole Beidou star field trembles. Whether the sky and the earth or the stars and the sky, they are all frozen at the speed of the naked eye.

When the breeze blows, the water curtain dissipates, leaving only the bloody back of ninety million souls of the great Chu.

The gods of the Heavenly Sword were silent, like a stone statue, standing on the top of the mountain.

It is a pity that the myths of the heavens have failed to stay by her side when she was in the most difficult time, and to stand in front of them when people were in despair. A generation of myths laughed at themselves.

Ye Chen, like a stone statue, stands tall in the cold wind.

After a long time, I saw the sword God looking back and quietly looking at Ye Chen. It was this young man who led the great Chu friars to charge, slaughtered a great emperor, and defended the gates of heaven for the heaven and the universe.

Ye Chen grinned wearily and took out a token. It was the sword order of Kunlun goddess from Donghuang Taixin. "Master, you should know where the Kunlun void is. The origin of the great Chu has been destroyed, and it can't last 500 years."

"The connection between the great Chu and the universe has been broken. How did you come here?"

"Space black hole."

"So you can go back through a black hole in space." The sword God looks forward to Ye Chen.

"I can't go back." Ye Chen sighed, "I have suffered a change in the black hole in space, and I can't remember the way back. In the past 100 years, I have used the evolution of the universe to deduce the position of the great Chu. I only know that the great Chu current has fallen to the west of the universe, which is the general direction."

"A general direction is enough." The sword God took a breath and said, "with the joint efforts of all the heaven and the universe, we will be able to find the great Chu. It will take a long time. The time limit of 500 years is too late.""I firmly believe that day will come early."

"Little fellow, it's time for you to rest after a hundred years of fatigue." The sword God rarely showed a smile, "go back to Kunlun with me. As for the matter of finding the great Chu, let's leave it to us."

"I want to find the reincarnation of the great Chu, I can't rest." Ye Chen smiles. "The great Chu reincarnation is damaged. Too many people have been reincarnated to the heaven and the universe. I have searched for many of them all the way. However, it is much worse than the ninety million souls of the great Chu friars. My younger generation only hopes to find all the people in their lifetime and take them back to their hometown."

"In this way, I will take my way." The sword God brushed his hand, and a wisp of green smoke flew out and turned into another sword non Dao. It was a Taoist body. Compared with the original one, there was a gap between heaven and earth.

Thank you very much Ye Chen is extremely surprised. With the sword God accompanying him, he will save a lot of trouble.