Chapter 1770

Ming Jue looked at the sky, "this doesn't have much time left."

"It seems that ye Chen is really immersed in the gentle country." Angelica wrinkled eyebrows, "a hundred years, lost forever."

The emperor of the underworld is drinking wine. Is he looking at the emperor's famine.

Emperor Huang is leisurely, from his eyes, can not see the slightest worry, even if only a few days, but still believe in Ye Chen.

It's a starry night, and the flowers are quiet.

In the garden, ye Chen is sitting on a stone chair, holding two hands, looking at the stars, there are so few moments, always shaking God.

Perfect, everything is too perfect, perfect to be like a dream, but everything you want, you can achieve what you want.

However, he is a man condemned by heaven! God hates it.

The so-called heaven, not with him to create a good death, how can we tolerate a disobedient life, so perfect.

Ye Chen smiles, burying his head in self mockery, hanging a touch of sadness.

For nearly a hundred years, the sky is playing with him. He is deceiving himself and deceiving others. He is not willing to be separated from the tender land and enjoy greedily.

Too perfect, is a flaw, he spent nearly a hundred years to verify this flaw, and the result is... Very sad.

He finally understood that this was not his hometown, but still in the six ways.

All the way, all the way hard, too tired and too tired, the hometown of human Road, perfect to let him irresistible.

With a sad smile, he got up and stood in front of the bamboo house.

Across the bamboo wall, he can see his wife, and the children in their arms, sinking in a dream, even smiling is sweet.

He longed that everything was real, not false.

A hundred years of a dream, is too beautiful, memory in the time frame, a picture, gathered into a drop of sad tears.

Blurred vision, those, are just a memory.

After all, he still quietly turned around and walked out of the forest to continue his pass, continue his robbery, lonely and lonely.

"Where are you going?" Behind him, there was a call.

A row of bamboo rooms, the doors are open, there is a woman, holding a child, quietly looking at the back of Ye Chen.

"Go home." Ye Chen smiles, but does not turn around.

"This is your home!" The eyes of the women are misty.

"The world is not home." Ye Chen shook his head with a smile.

"You put down Chu Ling, even we... Also want to put down?"

"If I can put down Chu Ling, I can also put down this perfect." Ye Chen left, only tender words slowly spread back, "even if it is illusory, thank you for your company of this hundred years."

The women cried, their eyes dim, hysterical calls.

The perfection of the human way, will also shape their feelings and tears.

However, ye Chen's pace did not stop, more did not look back.

With his back gradually away, this piece of perfect world, also inch by inch, faded color, become dark scorched earth.

His last step, across the beautiful dream and cruel reality, landed on the scorched earth, stepping on a footprint.

"It's not easy, you younger generation!" The emperor of the underworld could not help laughing and sighing.

"He has already surpassed me and will be one of the most amazing ancient holy bodies." Emperor Huang smiles and looks happy.

"It turns out that the love robbery you created for him in the past was indeed just right." The emperor sighed again.

Emperor Huang laughs, he failed, will not let the younger generation defeat again.

The love robbery is directed for ye Chen, which is the way of life.

If you can put down Chu ling'er, you can also put down that perfect.

Unfortunately, he did not understand the true meaning, degenerated in the dream, unwilling to leave, so he failed miserably.

"There's only the way of heaven. If you break through the way of heaven, you'll pass." He took a deep breath. "It's a hard road."

"Master, what is the test of heaven?" Angelica curiously looked at the Emperor Huang, "that one, will be more terrible!"

"I don't know." Emperor Huang shakes his head, which is a big truth. In the past years, he was defeated by humanity and was not qualified to break into the way of heaven. Only after seeing it can we know what kind of suffering the way of heaven is.

Smell speech, Baizhi and look to the Ming emperor, the Ming emperor also shakes his head.

Helpless, she had to go to see the water curtain, ye Chen is still on the dark scorched earth, against the years, step by step.

Ye Chen is also thinking about what kind of ordeal is the last way of heaven.

The six ways of reincarnation are one and even more. It must be extremely terrible to put the way of heaven in the last place.

However, he has no way out. He has passed the five paths of reincarnation. He has to break through and die in his hometown.

Years, and become extremely long, dark scorched soil, become his only partner, endless time with him.

Day by day, year after year, the years began to carve on his body the trace, each is vicissitudes.

I don't know when, he just stopped, gently closed his eyes, and sucked hard, it was a breath that seemed to be hidden.That breath, from the human world, has the smell of hometown.

That is to say, he is very close to his hometown, that is to say, he is also very close to tiandaoguan and is about to arrive.

Sure enough, in the past ten years, he saw a pass, which traversed thousands of miles from east to west. It was majestic and majestic. It was much bigger than the first five passes.

The word of heaven can be seen from a long distance. It's bloody. It's dazzling and shocking.

He came to the last pass of the six roads, which was in front of him.

His pace, not to speed up, not to find abuse, but anxious to go home, excited straight to cry out.

Nine hundred years ago, in the six samsara, he has gone for 900 years. His yearning for his hometown has been engraved in his soul.

Tiandaoguan is a vast and boundless world.

The world is calm and frightening. There are no mountains, no vegetation, no living beings. There is no boundless water surface, as clear as a mirror.

Ye Chen frowned and walked slowly on the water, looking around.

He was walking, but he saw that the water protruded from the water column and gathered into the human form.

as like as two peas, he is exactly alike in his or her own way.

In other words, he is another Ye Chen. The difference is that he is dressed in black with a dull look and empty eyes.

"Undifferentiated replication." Ye Chen murmured to himself.

here, as like as two peas, he can remember the great daze of great Chu and his own self.

"I should have understood." Ye Chen's eyes are full of divine light.

He is Ye Chen, and the other one is the way of heaven. He has his own way of heaven, fighting with the way of heaven, that is, fighting with himself.

If you want to pass the heaven pass, you need to defeat another self.

Ye Chen frowns deeper, in the past years in Wuwang daze, he defeated himself, foolishly linked the real and the unreal.

After that war, he fell into a muddle. For three years, because Liu Ruyan was dead, he was lucky to mend the way of chaos.

Now, how similar to the past, he still needs to communicate the true and the unreal, otherwise he will never defeat another self.

If this method is not done well, it will be confused again.

However, he did not have a choice. He would rather be ignorant than die.

As long as he gets home, everything will be easy. Donghuang Taixin may have a way, and the Nine Emperors of the great Chu, the nine great generals and the sword God will certainly be able to make him recover from his confusion.

But if he died, he was really dead, completely disappeared, and even that tiny hope would become despair.

"If you fight with another self, how can you break the heaven's way bureau?"

Mingjue and Baizhi both scratch their heads and look at the Emperor Huang and the Ming emperor.

For the first time, Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang frowned, their faces were ugly, and the supreme one was also quite intractable. This situation was really hard to break.

If they do, there are many ways, it involves the emperor's way and fairyland. If they violate the law, they are enough to frustrate another self.

But ye Chen is different! He is just a saint. How to disobey the law and copy it indiscriminately, he is changing, and the other one is also changing. This is an inextricable cycle.

"Six reincarnation after five, if in the last one failed, that's bullshit." He took a deep breath.