Chapter 1713

Out of the Yanluo hall, ye Chen took Kui Niu to the direction of the ghost city.

The most urgent task is to help Kui Niu gather the spirit.

The soul condenses the spirit, which consumes a lot and takes a long time.

This process is very slow and takes a long time.

In the past, he and Zhao Yun were in the eighteen levels of hell. They helped each other by the sea of soul power, and only by chance had they congealed the original spirit.

But Kui Niu is different, without the support of the majestic soul force, he has to use the method of cultivating the soul to condense the original spirit step by step.

Fortunately, he had three months, and he was quite well off.

What's more, he's a little bit rich this time, not as poor as he was when he first came to the underworld.

If you have enough money, everything will be easy to do. If you have money, you can make ghosts move the mill. In the hell, the most important thing is ghosts.

"Old seven, there is a great emperor in the underworld?" Passing a ghost mountain, Kui Niu asked tentatively.

"Indeed, the Lord of the underworld." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"It's shocking." Kui Niu grinned.

Who would have thought that there is a living emperor in the underworld, that is the supreme existence, think about it is not true.

It is a great honor to live under the command of the great emperor.

Unfortunately, the great emperor is in the underworld, not in the heavens.

Imagine that if there was a great emperor in Wanyu, when the demons invaded, they would not have to fight as miserably, and countless creatures would be buried.

"The underworld is much more interesting than you think." Ye Chen a smile, a step across, increased the speed.

"Even the great emperor has it. There is nothing impossible." Kui Niu took a deep breath and kept up with Ye Chen.

Soon after, the two self-control fall, together into the ghost city.

Ye Chen is OK. He has been here for a long time and is already used to it.

But Kui Niu, all the way to sigh, this hell in addition to black spots, other and Yang seems to be no different.

However, although the street of ghost city was busy, he could not help shivering. The whole city was full of ghosts, and it was chilly behind.

Ye Chen smiles, leads Kui Niu, appears in a shop, bought pills, without exception, all supplement soul power.

After a long tour, they walked into Yijian alley and rented a small garden with 1500 stones.

The small garden is not big. It is only a hundred Zhangs round. There is an old tree and two stone houses. They are covered in the dark, just like dusk.

The netherworld is full of evil wind, and Xiaoyuan is no exception.

In other words, no matter where you go, it's a gloomy place! It has to look like hell.

"Red lanterns are hung in front of each room." Kui Niu scratched his head, "is this a custom of the underworld?"

"God knows." Ye Chen smiles and waves to offer an altar, but depicts the array pattern and arranges the concentration array.

"It's better to be in the sun." Kui Niu muttered.

"After my death, have you ever been to the hengyuezong of Dachu?" Ye Chen engraves the array pattern while burying his head to ask a way.

"Yes, there is your tomb." Kui Niu said sadly.

"I'd rather not." Ye Chen smile, hoarse voice, deep eyes, but also a touch of vicissitudes.

"It's good to think about it." Kui Niu smiles.

"You can see my master." Ye Chen is full of hope.

"Never seen." Kui Niu shook his head. "When I heard that you died, she almost changed her way and was sealed by the goddess of Kunlun."

Hearing this, ye Chen's body suddenly trembled, so that even the array pattern was engraved biased, such as iron's heart, also hurt.

He could imagine how much heartache Chu Xuan would have after his death.

Waiting for the past life and this life, and 300 years wasted, again and again missed, more and more cruel.

Clearly have love, but was fooled by God, a love, a lot of holes, he and she, are already full of scars.

As for her being sealed by Dong Huang Tai Xin, he is not surprised.

This is related to Ruoxi, and chuxuan is mostly related to it. Before Donghuang Taixin knows clearly, how can she die.

"If you want me to say, big Chu will not guard the gates of heaven."

"It's time to put the demons in and let the Honghuang people have a taste."

"When the demons invade, one by one they can't get out."

"The demons were defeated, and they all ran out to make trouble."

Kui Niu continued to say, the more he said, the more indignant he was, the colder his eyes were. His hatred of the Honghuang clan was no less than that of the demons.

"One day, the flood will rise." Ye Chen's words are plain, with such an attitude, to cover up the anger in the heart.

"If you go back, you will be able to lead Wanyu and recreate brilliance." Kui Niu looks solemn and confident to Ye Chen.

"I can go back and talk about it." Ye Chen smiles and receives the magic power, "sit on the altar array, and I'll help you gather the spirit."

"Get it!" Kui Niu got up and stepped up to the altar and sat cross legged, just like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a solemn appearance.

Ye Chen settled down, his eyebrows flashed, and the fire of Yuan Shen surged, drowning Kui Niu, helping him refine his soul impurities.Then, it is a wisp of Yuan Shen, planted into the soul of Kui Niu, just like a seed, will take root and sprout and condense the original spirit.

Next, it is the essence of soul power, which is drawn from ye Chen's body and integrated into Kui Niu's soul body, which can also be regarded as strengthening his soul.

Finally, many pills for replenishing soul power were crushed.

Finish these, ye Chen breathes a breath, retreat to go out.

On the altar, Kui Niu is still sitting on the altar, and his soul power is gradually improved.

Under the old tree, ye Chen nestles up, quietly looking up at the ethereal.

Between yin and Yang, he seemed to be able to see the starry sky, or to see the familiar figures.

He was eager to go back and missed his hometown too much.

But he knew that it would not help to go back now.

Even the sage level of the South emperor was defeated, and his quasi Saint level was also defeated. The first living creatures in the world were terrible.

He needs to improve his cultivation. Even if he wants to leave, he must take Chu Ling with him. He can't leave her alone in the underworld.

The root of this is cultivation. Only when the realm reaches the sage's level, can he ascend to the throne of the underworld and be qualified to see the spirit of Chu.

"Wait for me." Ye Chen looks blurred and dim.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The small garden is quiet, sometimes howling, and sometimes some ghosts show up, but ye Chen set up a ban, on the spot to drive away.

There is a weak moonlight slanting, sprinkle on Ye Chen's face.

His little thumb, slightly trembling, calm look, but showing a trace of pain, frown tightly.

Fuzzy, his mind, was pulled into a period of artistic conception.

In the artistic conception, it is a vast starry sky, boundless and boundless, stars, twinkling stars, bright and gorgeous.

"This is... The universe." Ye Chen looks at the four sides in astonishment, and is very sure that the artistic conception is the universe.

"Dream back to the heavens?" He scratched his head with a strange look.

When he was astonished, he suddenly saw the stars tremble and boom.

In the distance, a shadow of a human walking in the air, with a great body shape.

The man was dressed in gold armor, holding a halberd, and his golden hair was floating. Every strand was stained with divine brilliance.

His eyes, deep and boundless, have heaven to accept the earth, there is no upper road, the inner self evolution, outlines the destruction of the sky vision.

But he seems to be very old, with many wrinkles on his face and a long beard. Although his back is straight, he has a trace of rickets.

He was seriously injured and covered with blood and countless scars. Every step he took was a bloody footprint.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the man's eyebrows, engraved with an ancient divine pattern, the sacred pattern of the holy body.

That is to say, the man is a holy body of antiquity.

Moreover, it is also a sacred relic from the old age to the old age.

"Ye Chen, younger generation, I have met my ancestors." Ye Chen hastily salutes, full of awe, although the holy body can not see him.

When he finished the ceremony, the holy body of honor for the elderly had stopped.

He may be too tired, may be hurt too much, perhaps too old, sitting in the starry sky, buried his head, straight to sleep, the whole body golden light, also dim a lot.

Ye Chen passed and squatted on the side of the old holy body.

Looking at the old face of the holy body, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to wipe away the vicissitudes and the traces of time for him.

The old holy body is too old. Shouyuan will come to an end and the time will come.

At the moment, he can best explain what is the twilight of heroes.

With the emperor shoulder, but also can not rival such as the knife years, the scarred ancient holy body, has been engraved with traces.

"Ba yuan, you have today." Suddenly, an ethereal female voice penetrates the starry sky, cold and majestic.

Buried in the old holy body raised its head, with Euphorbia as the support, stood up abruptly, and the lax eyes converged again.

"Who is it, you?" The old holy body gave a faint sound.

"You have no right to know." The sky suddenly split, colorful gas spurt, a white haired woman slowly out.

The woman was masked and surrounded by colorful fairies.

In her hand, she held a colorful sword, clanging and moving.

"Kill the immortal sword." Ye Chen's double eyes, suddenly the cold light suddenly shoots, stares at the colorful fairy sword in the white hair woman's hand.

He could see that it was Zhuxian sword, and he could also see that it was the damned Zhuxian sword that controlled the white haired woman.

The sky is turbulent, and the old holy body is at war with the white haired woman.

The great war was full of waves, and the stars exploded.

Each time they collide, there is a vision of destroying the heaven and the earth.

The old holy body fell behind and couldn't resist the attack of Zhuxian sword. The holy body healed again and again, but it exploded again and again.

It's not that he is defeated by the white haired woman and zhuxianjian, but because he is old and seriously injured, he is far from in the peak state.

He was defeated. His blood was in the starry sky, and the blood of the ancient times was shocking. In the vast starry sky, it was dazzling.

In the small garden, ye Chen went, but his forehead was exposed with red blood in his eyes and blood everywhere.Another ancestor of the holy body was killed by the sword.

Yiru was killed in a weak state.

Can't help but, ye Chen low Mou, looked inside oneself body.

Looking at the section of the bright holy bone, he can easily guess that the holy bone is of bayuan, which is the artistic conception it brings him into.

But he couldn't figure out why the sword of killing immortals couldn't get along with the holy body of ancient times. The former was bayuan and the latter was Chen Zhan.

This is just what he knows. God knows how many holy bodies have been destroyed by that damned sword of killing immortals in the long river of years.

"Two forefathers, I will avenge your revenge."

Ye Chen's words are sonorous and his eyes are more firm than ever. One day, he will smash the damned sword of killing immortals.

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