Chapter 1534

"The city without tears?" Hearing these four words, ye Chen suddenly looked at the king of the Ming Dynasty, and his eyes were shining. "Why did you talk about this ancient existence? Is that immortal city coming into the world again?"

"On the day of the grand gathering of the ten thousand nationalities, it came down in the western desert." Peacock King Ming gently nodded, "but only stayed for a quarter of an hour, then disappeared, no one can find its trace."

"In the West desert, only for a quarter of an hour." Ye Chen murmured softly and clenched his fist with a straight click. Even if he learned three days ago that he wanted to go to the West desert, it was too late. The difference was too far.

It's rare to see the city without tears coming. If you miss it, you will miss Chu xuan'er or Chu ling'er, but no matter who it is, he will not catch up.

The city without tears appeared and disappeared. I don't know how many years it will take to wait. Maybe it will appear again. He still can't catch up with it. Maybe he will appear again. He has stepped into the next reincarnation.

"Little fellow, you haven't answered the old man's question." Peacock Daming Wang said with a smile.

"The ancestors once said that it was an ethereal fairy city." Ye Chen's absent-minded response, "there's people who practice the secret method of forgetting love too much. The so-called no tears is merciless."

"No wonder, no wonder the woman who came out of the city without tears has no emotion to speak of."

As soon as the words came out, ye Chen's dim eyes suddenly bloomed, and he stared at the king of Daming with unabashed eyes, "what do you mean, this city without tears has come, anyone come out?"

"Certainly one." The peacock king of Ming Dynasty stroked his beard. "My Taoist friend in the West desert came to peacock's house yesterday. I heard what he said. It should not be fake."

"Elder Taoist friends, did you ever have a portrait of that woman?" Ye Chen's breath becomes breathless. Maybe he is too excited. Even his tone is shaking. His bright eyes are all hopes.

"No The peacock Daming King shook his head, "he actually saw the woman, but she covered the plain yarn, and the mysterious method covered the mystery. Even if she did not take the plain yarn, it was difficult to see the true face."

Ye Chen is silent. He has many regrets in his heart, but he also has many hopes. Since he came out of the city without tears, he may be Chu Xuan or Chu Ling. This possibility can not be ruled out.

Thinking in his mind, he suddenly got up, "senior, younger generation still have important things to do, so leave."

With that, he strode out. Whether or not, he would go to the West desert and find it. If he saw it, he could find out something from her mouth.

Stepping out of the bamboo grove, he went to the empty sky. Before leaving, he did not forget to look back at the little ape emperor. The six goods were sleeping soundly. He did not disturb him, and it was just right to leave in silence.

The peacock Daming king also got up and looked up slightly to see ye Chen leave. His old eyes were astonished and gratified. He also had some doubts. It was strange that ye Chen was too mysterious.

Since he came, many things have become somewhat different, such as his little granddaughter, there is always a hidden vicissitude in his beautiful eyes, as if there are too many stories hidden.

Under the moonlit night, ye Chen is like a fiery divine awn, reflecting the starry sky in a colorful way.

Until dawn, he fell in the nearest ancient city to peacock's house.

He moved the evolution of the universe, but did not count the reincarnation, he went straight to the center of the city, set foot on the transmission array, and all the way to the northwest, this time the general direction was the xuanhuang desert.

All the way down the road, he never stopped. Everywhere he went, there were his legends. It was like Ye Chen, the name of which was known to everyone in xuanhuang land. Even from this holy land of monks to the star region, the name of the holy body would spread throughout the whole universe in a short time.

He didn't care about these things. After so long, the so-called honor and reputation are no longer important. The stories left to future generations are either with him or without him.

"Kaizhen, Nantian ancient city." It's another starry night. Ye Chen steps into the transmission array. In the space channel, he hangs a map in the air, and continuously connects the ancient cities with his pen. That is the shortest way to the West desert, all the way to the transmission.

When he was looking at it, the peaceful passage of space was turbulent. From the end, the passage collapsed at the speed visible to the naked eye, and spread to him all the way.

He can't help but take the map, his eyes slightly squint at the front, did not notice that there is a war, that is to say, the space channel, not because of a war to collapse.

Since there is no problem in the channel, there is a problem with the transmission array at the end of the two channels. One of the transmission arrays must be damaged, leading to the collapse of the space channel.

Without much thought, he turned and ran away. The space passage was destroyed. He could only fly to the ancient city of Nantian and continue to transmit with the help of the transmission array there, all the way to the West desert.

Half an hour later, the ancient city of Nantian came into his eyes, but he frowned.

From a distance, the whole Nantian ancient city is covered with blood. The wanton blood mist covers the starry sky with a bloody veil. The bloody gas can be smelled from a distance.

As expected, there is a problem here! Ye Chen light Nan, such as a divine light into the ancient city of Nantian.

Entering the ancient city of Nantian, his eyes narrowed again. Although the city was large, it was still and silent.

In other words, the people of Nantian ancient city have been slaughtered, with corpses everywhere. The streets, houses, pavilions, arch bridges and paths are bloody and shocking.Ye Chen once glanced, Rao is his mood, also can't help but tremble, the man has been cut off the head, high hanging, the woman is also miserable, not neat clothes, many were insulted to death.

This is the Shura hall. Even babies in their infancy are killed and their swords are nailed to the wall.

Ye Chen strode fast, as fast as Jinghong, there are still living people in the city, but also reincarnation.

It was a mansion. The guards at the gate fell in all directions. All of them were decapitated. Maybe there were too many people dead in the mansion. Blood flowed from the mansion and soaked into the street.

When he came into the mansion, he saw a purple haired woman who was red with blood. She had been insulted, her clothes were not neat, and her body was all bruised. She was lying on the ground and was struggling to climb to one side.

Ye Chen step on, has no other, Shengsheng pulled out the origin, crazy into the purple hair woman's body, she is reincarnated, the previous life is the Qingyun Zong Xuan generation's disciple.

However, what made him helpless was that the real body of the purple haired woman yuan Shen had been devastated, and the fire of the original God was very close to annihilation. Even if Dara Jinxian was alive, it would be difficult to save her life.

"Don't move, don't talk." Ye Chen's eyes are red with blood, and madly infuse into the origin, hoping to save her life, at least, let her know her hometown of Chu.

The purple haired woman seemed to have not heard, but was still doing her best to lie down, dragging her bloody body and hands, facing one side from the space, as if to touch something.

Ye Chen subconsciously side head, along the direction of purple hair woman's hand to see, it is a rock wall, on which is nailed a baby in swaddling, retaining the appearance of crying.

His body trembled, and he could imagine what happened here not long ago. She was humiliated and watched her children be nailed to death and her people fell down one by one.

"Child... Child, i... my child... Child." The purple haired woman screamed as hard as she could, but her voice was gradually weak. The light in her eyes quickly dissipated. The last flickering fire of Yuan Shen was also annihilated. The blood stained jade hand lifted up was finally powerless.

Ye Chen's hands are full of blood, and tears can't help bursting out of his eyes. He is still late and never feels as useless as he is now. He can't help it.

"I'll tell you! There must be a living one. " When ye Chen was grieved, a dull laugh rang out, and a large number of people flew into the mansion. Each breath was cold and each face was fierce and ferocious. Standing full of the sky, he looked down at Ye Chen with great interest and said, "it's still a saint."