No one to deal with the matter, ye Chen also fell quiet, people do not offend me, I do not offend, does not mean that they are afraid of things, if someone really wants to have fun again, he will not die.
This kind of prestige is not a joke. The great sage does not dare to show his head easily. If he can't grab the baby, he will lose his life.
Ye Chen continued on his way. There was no mark under his feet and no trace behind him. The desert was vast. After a day, he did not see the end.
In the copper stove, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng are not idle. They are enjoying stewing meat. They are holding a big iron basin. They are full of meat fragrance and float out of the copper stove.
Compared with these two animals, renye Chen is much more normal. His mind is calm as water, and his temperament is leisurely.
Streaks of quicksand, from his eyes, grains can be seen, reflected in his eyes, bright light, such as stars.
All of a sudden, he stood still and closed his eyes slightly, like a statue carved in stone. He let the wind rage and the quicksand roam. He stood still with his white hair floating.
His mind and spirit have already escaped into a wonderful artistic conception, which is the God collection of Emperor Huang and reappears with the appearance of artistic conception.
In artistic conception, it is a starry sky, vast to boundless, the stars are bright, twinkling with blurred light.
In the deep starry sky, yiruo is a tiny dust in the desert, which makes him awe of the universe. His mind is sublimated, and his mind is full of all things.
He became a little strange. Sometimes his body was illusory, sometimes it was solid like rock iron, interweaving and sketching the mystery.
In addition, there is also a mysterious force, which seems to be invisible and invisible, but makes the quicksand still and freeze in the air.
In the stove, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng, who drink soup, have got up one after another. They are staring at the mouth of the stove. One person's eyes are bright and the other's eyes are slightly narrowed. They can see that ye Chen is in epiphany.
The desert fell into tranquil silence, only the wind and sand rampant, nothing else, time like quicksand, wandering in the years.
Ye Chen stands for three days without opening his eyes. In this vast desert, he seems to be a beautiful landscape.
The great magic man in the desert can see it from a distance. He looks at it from a comfortable distance. He holds his hands and looks strange. He doesn't know what ye Chen is doing.
Looking back to see, but no one has a bad mind. For example, ye Chen is such a cruel person that ordinary friars can't afford.
On the fourth day, he saw that ye Chen trembled and scattered the quicksand. There were more chains of order on his body surface, which entangled him.
Then, he disappeared, or more accurately, into a space, which was so large inside that it was just a grain of dust, too small to be seen from the outside.
"Turn the universe into dust." Kui Niu was surprised and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He was sure that he did not read it wrong. He seemed to have heard of the divine art of emperor Tao, subverting the law, confusing heaven and earth, and absolutely against the heaven.
"What is turning the universe into dust." Li Changsheng asked curiously.
"Turn space into dust space, and a dust is a world." Kui Niu said slowly, "this is the magic power of refuge, which is the exclusive possession of the sacred body of the ancient wasteland. Naturally, there are some great supernatural powers who explore new ways to realize this secret method."
"One dust, one world? So hanging? Is this... A breeze? "
"To turn the universe into dust, who can find it, can be called God level hanging."
"Where are the people?" The monk who peeped in the dark was confused. A living man said that it would be gone. The grand saint's vision could not be found. It was like disappearing out of thin air.
Ye Chen is still swimming in the artistic conception, comprehending the God hidden against heaven.
At that time, he and Yin Zhiping had a life and death duel. Only half of his life was left in the battle, and Zixuan was besieged by the four sides. To help him out of the predicament, Zixuan used the method of turning the universe into dust and avoiding the enemy's pursuit. He had already learned the secret method of shrinking the ground into an inch and changing the earth against the heaven. Only by turning the universe into dust, did Zixuan have an epiphany.
Turning the universe into dust is the second kind of holy body and God collection that he realized.
If the hegemonic state is offensive, and the transformation of the universe into dust is to avoid hiding, a grain of dust, if it is not a real strong person against the sky, who can break the mystery.
When the breeze blows, ye Chen smiles and finally opens his eyes. The world is white. From here, you can see the outside clearly, but from the outside, it is difficult to see the inside.
"With this secret method, we can rest assured and bold waves." Li Changsheng grinned and rubbed his hands with no face or skin.
"It's also an excellent way to peek through the eyes "Kui's face is long, and I've been teaching it for a long time."
"I like your urine." Ye Chen glanced at it, stepped out of the dust space, and appeared in the starry desert.
When he suddenly appeared, he scared the monks who were peeping in the dark. Are we people in the sky like this? Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
The ghost leaves directly ignore the Dharma.
In front of us, we can see the end of the desert, and we are one step closer to xuanhuang. Although the distance is far away, we can already smell the air of xuanhuang, which has been lost for a thousand years.
"Madman, what a madman." Just out of the starry desert, ye Chen will hear the angry voice, voice from far to near.When you look at it, you can see that a large number of friars are coming straight to the desert. It seems that they are being chased and killed. They are all cultivated by heaven and man.
Their bodies are in a mess. Most of them have blood and bone. Their accomplishments range from the heaven to the great sage. They are not part of the same religion. They are desperate and dare not return to their heads.
"You little melon child, pestle this to do, still don't flee quickly." When a holy king passed Ye Chen, he did not forget to yell. He ran into the desert, faster than the rabbit.
"It's obvious that there's a rebellion in the starry sky." Kui Niu scolded and his eyes twinkled with cold cold.
Ye Chen frowned. All the way, the monk who escaped from the refugee was not unknown. But this time, the number was a little frightening.
Thinking in his mind, he casually pulled one of the passers-by. He was a wretched young man, as thin as a monkey.
"Are you ill?" The obscene youth scolded him and ran happily. He was pulled out of the room to do something. What about me? You make me confused.
For this number, ye Chen did not speak, a slap swung up, hit the indecent youth do not know their surname what.
Now, the wretched young man is honest, his head is buzzing, his eyes are shining with stars, and he can't even stand still. He is extremely depressed. Why is the same saint, this masked boy, hanging like this? This slap is for me.
"Which race is making trouble." Ye Chen asked lightly.
"Poor... Poor." The obscene young man is obedient, afraid to get angry with Ye Chen. "The nine princes of the poor and strange family are catching people in the starry sky. If they don't come out in the dust night, they will kill a thousand people until the dust night appears."
Ye Chen does not speak, let go of the indecent youth, such as a divine awn, straight to that side of the starry sky, cold kill opportunity burst hair.
Behind him, the wretched young man scratched his head and was stunned. People were afraid to run slowly, but this one was good. He ran where he was in danger.
Finally, he forgot that he also fled into the desert with others, and all the great saints were at large, not to mention his little saint. He had to cherish his life.
In the starry sky, ye Chen's speed is extremely fast, such as a meteor, drawing out a gorgeous arc, and the quasi emperor soldiers in the body are trembling.
His silence was a little frightening. As we all know, the more he is like this, the more terrible he is. Just like a wild beast sleeping for thousands of years, he is about to wake up.
"He killed so fiercely that the Honghuang clan couldn't find the eldest brother Ye Chen, so they took people to repair them." Li Changsheng sighed.
"You know wool." Kui Niu kicked over Li Changsheng, "don't you see it? Even if there is no old seven of my family, the great people of Honghuang will find other reasons to kill people. The so-called truce agreement is a big joke. "
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