Chapter 1801

The emperor's body falters, pedals backward, the broken body recovers instantly, the empty emperor eyes, flickers the cold cold awn.

The great emperor is in charge of all spirits, and he has no superior existence. Even if he has only the body of the emperor, he is still the emperor. How can he tolerate the invasion of ants.

The attack and cutting of Ye Chen aroused the majesty of the great emperor.

The eternal moment, the emperor body that already buried the gods, the endless vicissitudes of the sea, is a recovery of a trace.

The great emperor was angry, and he grabbed it with one hand. There was a seal script depicting the emperor and Taoism between his hands and fingers. The space in the palm turned into a black hole.

This is the first time he has performed Shentong, which is the immortal method of emperor and Taoism. All of them awakened the instinct of fighting because of his own divine intelligence.

Ye Chen chest was opened, blood drenched holy bone was torn out a few, overbearing ancient holy body, danger by the emperor body to split.

The bright gold blood is pouring, which is very dazzling and shocking.

The emperor's a little bit of wisdom, foot can turn the world, in a sense, than the emperor body more terrible, that is the God of the great.

The emperor and the Taoist priest, even more before, were filled with the vast universe.

Ye Chen gnaws teeth, thousands of gods connect one finger, destroy the dead and die, directly attack the body of the God demon eyebrow, and poke a blood hole.

Then, he went on the sky and went to nothingness, where he was the battlefield where his emperor divided life and death.

Emperor cold hum, since he out of the coffin, this is the first time to open, with the death of thunder and Emperor Wei, straight after ye Chen.

In a moment, the clouds rolled over and the electricity flashed.

Destruction of the vision interweaved, stars silent destruction, arrogant sun collapse nirvana, reflecting the light of the last, subvert the world, against chaos of yin and Yang.

The lower watchers, all looked up, pale as paper.

It was the expedition between the ancient and the great. Every collision destroyed the heaven and the earth. The emperor was also knocked out.

No one can see ye Chen and Emperor body, only a chaotic world and a piece of evil land, in the void to fight for the male.

It was the two people's way, and the Tao was fighting, and the sky was broken, and no one could do anything, and no one could swallow up who.

The battle of Ye chenzhan was difficult, attacking again and again, and then on blood, the holy body healed again and again and again.

The emperor body in the corpse, restored a bit of divine wisdom, subconsciously, the display of the emperor Tao Shentong, the power is extinguished.

A regaining of a divine mind can do too much, such as calling the heaven and magic realm, and invading the human world again.

No way, he had to attack again, regardless of the cost, ordinary life learned secret skills, no capped smash to the emperor.

"Ants." Although the emperor's body is low, it is like a thunderbolt in ancient times, which has collapsed the sky, and the emperor's seal covers the sky.

"Ants can kill the emperor." Ye Chen hissed and drank. The emperor's sword was filled with the Qi of emperor, and the emperor's immortal seal was cut off with one sword.

Don't say, smell the emperor's evil spirit, the emperor body trembles.

The same is the great God of the heaven and the devil. How can he know what the evil spirit of the emperor represents: this man in front of him has killed the great emperor.

He was in a trance, ye Chen killed him, gathered sword and split, Emperor body an arm, almost by him to cut off empty sky.

Deliberately revealed evil spirit, its purpose is to disturb the emperor that the spirit, chaos his heart and God, forcing him to reveal the bloom.

It turns out that his actions have really built wonders.

The spirit of the God of the God of the God of the heaven was hit, and the spirit of recovery, such as the fluttering fire, was nearly annihilated.

Ye Chen will never let a good time, bully himself to attack the front.

The emperor's body was miserable, and he was defeated all the way, and his body was cracked and his recovery was too frequent to stand the scars.

Compared with him, ye Chen was the same man, but he was doing harder and harder.

He dare not stop, one punch after another, one sword after another, the life is burning, and the peak combat power is more peak.

The roar rang through the sky, and the spirit field was buzzing and turbulent.

It may be that the war wave is too static, and the sky is affected. A thunderbolt seems to be hidden and shocked too many people.

"There must be war in other areas." The elder monk, with his eyes slightly narrowed, "but the movement and quiet are too big."

"There is always a sense of disaster." The children whispered.

"Come on, and let the people who are in the wild taste fresh."

"King of heaven, you know what changes are." In the forbidden area of forgetting Sichuan, mother-in-law Meng looked at the king of forgetting Sichuan with a full of worries.

"It should be the realm of spirit." The king of heaven said quietly.

His calm, but let the mother-in-law Meng a lot of peace, forbidden area king sitting in town, there is a sense of security.

But she did not realize that, forget the old eyes of the king of Sichuan, there is also a glimmer of sorrow flash, the quasi emperor mood in the trembling.

I have lived for endless years. At this level, what should be smelled is bloody and has a ray of Empire.

Suddenly, calm forget the river, there are waves in the rough.

Mother-in-law Meng frowns, forgetting the River King also from the empty eyes.

Both people look down, looking at the bottom of the forgotten River, as if they can see a long time by dust.

It was Ji congfrost, the body of the former metaphysics, and the goddess of Yao Chi in her life. She has been here for hundreds of years.For more than a hundred years, she has been in the seal state, because of her child in her abdomen, carrying the scourge, not by the way of integration.

"The son of the scourge is disturbing the world." The way of Mengbo.

"Untie her seal and let her go." Forget the Sichuan emperor a faint voice, "the son of the scourge, also should be born."

When he said, he turned around, and his body was illusory step by step.

Mengpo took a deep breath and escaped into the forgotten River, and came to the bottom of the ground, hanging a jade bed, and Ji congealed on it.

She was carved as ice, motionless and vivid.

Yao Chi goddess, is still such a magnificent generation, the eyes of tears, sealed for more than 100 years, with a soft feeling.

She had a baby in her lower abdomen, and she was whirring with the meat.

But his body, lingering black air, black thunder and lightning tear, is called the scourge of thunder, bearing the anger of the sky.

"It's a poor boy." Mother-in-law Meng sighed, gently raised her hand, brushed the cream, and released its seal.

Ji congfrost delicate body flutter, years of dust, with the wind, tears, hundreds of years, finally flow down.

When it slowly opens eyes, eyes are full of old confusion.

Yeah, too! Dust sealed for a hundred years, the world has been a new person for the old, a dream for a hundred years, in the case of ordinary people, is a lifetime.

Three or five seconds later, she regained her mind and sat up, and the first thing she touched was the lower abdomen, which had her child.

She cried and could see the thunder and lightning lingering in the little body.

She and ye Chen's scourge have all been transferred to the children.

He is not yet born! And she would rather be punished by heaven, even if she could, even if she had given her life.

"Ye Chen... Dead." Mengpo said, though she couldn't bear it, she said, she would know if she went out this time.

Ji congealed frost fiercely lifted eyes, eyes in the water mist, condensed into frost, full of eyes, Zheng Zheng looked at mother-in-law Meng.

Mengpo sighed, and grasped a wisp of divine knowledge and flew into her eyebrows.

God always, rolled a picture, ye Chen was pressed five finger mountain, the return of Chu, the invasion of the demon, ye Chen died.

Ji congfrost covers Jade mouth, delicate body can not help shaking, eyes in tears, is finally outflow, sliding across the sad cheek.

Years vicissitudes a hundred years, she woke up, but he died, as early as a hundred years ago, they died of the stars, become dust.

More than 300 years ago and later, they still missed the whole cycle, how far away they were to live and die.

"We have not seen our children, have not named him, have not hugged him, ye Chen, how can you die."

Her tears, flooded into the heart, blurred the vicissitudes of memory.

Pain, is torn heart, this departure, is eternal, past, after all, a riddled dream.

Mother-in-law Meng sighed and shook her head, and could not help looking again, and turned silently.

In fact, they could have unsealed the frost for Ji. However, the magic came too abrupt, which led to the death of the stars.

Everything, in the dark, has become a bad mistake.