Chapter 1615

"Great Chu heaven court." This sound, sensational xuanhuang, but all who listen to it, the mind is trembling.

At the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, ye Chen, who was buried in his head, raised his head subconsciously, and his dim eyes twinkled with light.

He was staring at the mountain. The four characters of the great Chu Tianting echoed infinitely, which was the roar of the soul.

After more than 300 years, he heard the name in a foreign land, which made him excited with tears. His blood, which had been silent for a hundred years, was boiling.

"It's them. It's them." In his eyes, full of tears, as if through countless miles, to see the relatives of big Chu, they, come.

"Where did it come from?" On the throne of Xutian outside the mountain, the Impatiens got up and frowned.

"A huge army of friars landed in xuanhuang from Xinghai." The second prince of Jinwu came from afar. He seemed to have heard the news and came to report the news.

"Huge, how big." Impatiens pick their eyebrows.

"More than 5000." The second prince of Jinwu said immediately.

"More than 5000, how dare you call it a monk army?" The Third Prince of Kunpeng on one side was amused and laughed.

"It's more than 50 million. That's enough." The second prince of Jinwu glanced at the Third Prince of Kunpeng.

As soon as this word came out, Kun Peng almost fell into the empty sky.

Not only he was surprised, but also the impatiens. More than 50 million friars, what a number, spread in the void of the earth, could not see the end.

"How could there be such a large number of friars." Eight Qi Prince and others, have to look at the second prince of Jinwu, "know which is the power."

"You won't listen? It's the grand Chutian court. "

"Big Chu heaven court?" The crowd frowned and looked at each other. They had never heard of this force in their memory.

"Here it is. Fifty million people are coming to Zhongzhou." When everyone frowned, Cang Ling Shen Zi came running over and was scared to be pale.

"Towards Zhongzhou." The God son of heaven punishes slightly squint, subconsciously looked at five finger mountain, "they, should not be ye Chen's person! Run to save him? "

"He? Would he have such a face? Fifty million friars, you think highly of him Jinwu sneered.

"But what if it is? In today's war, this possibility can not be ruled out. " The ethereal God son a word, lets the present person's heart, all can't help but tremble.

If this is the case, ye Chen's identity should be so frightening that more than 50 million friars were involved to rescue him.

"Yes or no, wait and see." Impatiens cold hum, step down, hidden into the ethereal nothingness.

Her cheek, though covered with frost, was pale, and a very bad premonition arose, which made her heart shudder.

They also fled one after another, looking for a place to gaze at Wuzhi Mountain, and also wanted to see if the 50 million monks came to Zhongzhou to save Ye Chen.

"Great Chu heaven court." The army of heaven roared all the way. With the thunder, the mountains and rivers were broken.

The battle was so big that the monks who were wandering around hid in the ancient city for fear that they would be swallowed up and even the great sage would not dare to appear.

That is four dark Wang. Yang, covering the sky, the land has lost its due light.

"This... Which power is this?" The ancient city walls are full of people, looking from afar, even the tone of speech is shaking.

"God knows, more than 50 million friars have their own portal and no teleport array."

"In the East and the west, there are all the northern mountains in the southern region. They all go to Zhongzhou. Can't they save Ye Chen?"

"I'm not sure, but I'll see you soon."

"Take a look at it in the back. Follow me. It's going to take a look." Many brave monks have left the ancient city one after another, and they dare not follow them too close.

Under the attention of the four quarters, the Tianting army from Beiyue in the southern region of the eastern desert and Western Mo entered Zhongzhou without distinction.

They did not stop, straight to the center of Wuzhishan, the cold murderous air, let the world inch by inch into ice, the air is also static.

After the Tianting army, there are also lots of people following. Although 80% of them have confirmed that these 50 million people came for ye Chen, they still want to see it.

"It's really Ye Chen's accident." On the top of a mountain, chiyangzi and wujizi with white hair stand as if they could see Wuzhi Mountain through the misty sky.

"A bloodbath is inevitable." Wujizi sighed, "if those people in the big Chu are crazy, the whole universe will be a mountain of bones."

"Go to Phoenix Valley first." Chiyangzi immediately turned around and said, "it's bullshit. Phoenix has been self appointed in xuanhuang for more than 100 years, and doesn't know anything about the outside world?"

"In her eyes, taixuzi was the only one." Wujizi had no choice but to shake his head. "Even if she leaves the customs, she can't stop the coming havoc."

"Great Chu heaven court." The roar from Zhongzhou is full of infinite magic power and develops in all directions.

I don't know when, the roar just annihilated.

The Tianting army has arrived at Wuzhi Mountain. With Wuzhi Mountain as the center, there is one person standing at one meter. The neat and neat team of friars covers a hundred thousand miles of heaven and earth.Overlooking the sky, it is a black cloud curtain, covering 100000 miles of sky and covering 100000 miles of land.

All of them were armed with swords and swords in their hands. The men wore armour and the women wore war clothes. Their cloaks followed the banner of the battle of the great Chu Kingdom and moved the sky and the earth.

Wuzhi Mountain is full of wild grass, full of blood and bones. Yechen was under the mountain for a hundred years.

"We're late." Xie Yun, situ Nan, Xiong Er, Shangguan hanyue and Shangguan yu'er have rushed forward, each with tears streaming down their faces and sobbing.

Across the mountain, they could still see the old body, which was chained with hands, feet and neck.

He is Ye Chen! The emperor of heaven, the commander of the great Chu, is now so humble that he has been worn to pieces by years.

Looking at him, everyone's eyes are full of tears, blurred the vision, but also blurred the mind.

It was he who led the whole army of the great Chu friars.

It was he who paid the blood debt for the great Chu hero.

It was he who came from the far away Chu state to the heaven and earth, carrying the hope of his hometown just to take them home.

A hundred years of black holes in space, a hundred years of hard searching, and a hundred years of dark suppression, his best three hundred years of life were all in this lonely road, dedicated to the sad years, and became very old.

"See the Lord." More than 50 million great Chu monks choked in unison. Countless ancestors and descendants all threw off their strong cloak at the same time, and with a bang, they kowtowed to Ye Chen.

This sound, like the thunder in the sky, is full of sky.

This kneeling, a hundred thousand miles of the earth, are swaying for it.

This should be a shocking picture.

More than 50 million friars, what a huge battle, collective kowtow, that is what kind of glory.

"Ye... Ye Chen to... Where is the holy place?" Looking at the more than 50 million monks kneeling on the ground, the four sides were shocked, and their hearts trembled with the words.

"More than 50 million friars kneel together. Only the great emperor can bear such a high honor."

"This scene is supposed to be a legend, and it will also become a myth. It will be praised by future generations."

"I said, what is the origin of that boy?" On a mountain top in the distance, the Dragon robber scratched his head fiercely and looked at Kui Niu and little ape emperor. "Fifty million people kowtow, and I'm scared to urinate."

Not only he is watching, but they are also watching.

"The emperor of heaven, the emperor of Chu." Kui Niu's lips are a little dry, "that's what Lao Ba said."

"The emperor of heaven, the emperor of Chu?" They all frowned. Rao, the experienced Southern emperor and the northern sage, also looked at each other and shook their heads.

"It's impossible." Further away on a mountain top, many enemies of Impatiens, Jinwu Kunpeng and ye Chen are pale and can not accept this fact.

They don't know who ye Chen is. They may let 50 million friars kowtow together and think with their buttocks how terrible Ye Chen's identity and origin are.

They were afraid, and their hearts trembled.

Until now, they really understand what kind of existence they have provoked. One of his orders is enough to make the blood flow from all over the world.

At the bottom of the five finger mountain, ye Chen's old body was shaking. His face and beard were wet with tears.

For more than three hundred years, he didn't expect that he would still be remembered in the heaven, so he would not hesitate to cross the star field and come to xuanhuang.

At this moment, although he was surrounded by a strong stillness, his spirit seemed to be a little younger.

He finally held up to this moment, not swallowed up by the years, to the day of the reunion of heaven.

"This is not supposed to be your grave." Situ Nan hissed and chopped the tombstone of Ye Chen standing at the foot of the mountain.

"Boom, blow away this damned five finger mountain." Xie Yun has dried his tears and roared wildly.

Words down, he hands holding the sky, mobilize the source.

Like him, 50 million friars in heaven suddenly rose up and raised their hands, with their fingers facing the sky.

However, seeing that each of them had a magic light around their palms, that was the source of power and the foundation of cultivation.

Under the attention of the four sides, a series of gods and mansions soared to the sky and gathered in the sky to form a round of sun.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed, the sky burst, and became dark, leaving only the bright sun.

It is just like the scorching sun of the end of the day. Any light of heaven and earth is dim to colorless in front of it.

It is too big, like a huge mountain of eight thousand feet, which is threatening the world and the world.

The four friars, with their legs bent, could not help but kneel down. The pressure of the sun made heaven and earth tremble.

The emperor to be in seclusion, also feel pressure, look afraid, Rao is them, also can't receive that round of sun.

It is too overbearing. It is a blow gathered by 50 million monks from the source, which can destroy a quasi emperor in an instant.

"Fight." With 50 million friars drinking in unison, the sun smashed into the sky.

As you can see, where it passes, the empty sky collapses in an inch, and many extinct visions interweave and dance together.As if everything in the world, will be destroyed by its power, into ashes, into nothingness.

People look up, eyes, see the sun, in their eyes, unlimited amplification.