Under the moon night, ye Chen gathered his breath and circled a large circle before landing in xuanhuang, quietly like a ghost.
Although the battle was huge, the Honghuang clan was still negligent, so he took advantage of it.
Strange only strange, xuanhuang is too big, Honghuang also can not defend.
He stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the land from afar. He was in a trance. After more than a thousand years, he finally came back.
In the furnace, Kui Niu was in tears.
Once the underworld was reincarnated, this is a great samsara, such as the dream is not true, or in other words, this is a dream.
"Is this the land of xuanhuang?" Li Changsheng murmured.
Compared with Ye Chen and Kui Niu, he was full of curiosity, holding the mouth of the copper stove and looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers.
The spiritual power of xuanhuang is far from comparable to that in the starry sky. The holy land of friars is extraordinary. The legend of emperor xuanhuang 130 also started here and has been praised from generation to generation.
Ye Chen walked down the mountain top, like a divine awn, straight to the East. Now his territory belongs to the West desert.
"In those days, the barbarian God son was beheaded by the ninth Prince of snake in that battle platform, which was very tragic."
Passing a sand dune, Kui Niu pointed to a side, where... There is a huge and dilapidated battle platform.
Ye Chen stands still, vaguely... As if you can see that big man, with a simple and honest smile and no head.
In the wind, there is still his roar, the unyielding figure, dragging the blood to drench the body, the hard fight.
Barbarians are bold and forthright generation, never cheat me, in the past yaochi grand meeting, to fight with him, willing to send God iron.
"I will pay for your revenge, and the blood debt will be paid by blood."
Ye Chen turns around and carves the name of the nine Prince of the snake in the sea of God. In the future, he will use his head to offer sacrifices to the barbarians.
He stepped on the empty sky again, looking calm and speechless all the way.
The pure land of Buddhism is more ferocious and fishy than it was in those days. In the places where we pass by, we can see more blood that has not dried up.
In the yellow sand, there are also half covered bones. The broken soldiers are slanting in, and the blood stained battle flag is roaring with the wind.
Today's West desert, to the eye are all dilapidated, Buddha statues have collapsed, on the gravel, now still stained with blood.
Although he had enmity with Buddha, he had no hatred for Buddha.
Before the dust of gratitude and resentment, a reincarnation, long forgotten, and the cause and effect of Buddha, has also been annihilated in Wuzhishan.
"The northern sea fish... Was nailed to death on that rock wall."
"There was also a great war in that area of Cangyuan. It was there that the Dragon Teng of the great Chu was abandoned and nearly died. It was the ninth Prince of Taotie who made the move."
"On the mountain top in the East, Prince Qinglong was killed."
Kui Niu every word, every place, will point out for ye Chen, tone of grief, can not help but sad.
Ye Chen only listens quietly, but also remembers quietly. He engraves his enemies in the sea of God.
He will repay the blood debts created by the flood and famine.
I do not know when, he just stopped, not far away is an ocean, vast, boundless.
Under the moon, forget the river, a group of calm, mysterious forces interweave, turned into a mysterious mysterious vision.
Stars fall, to cover a layer of bright coat, but can not cover its vicissitudes, as well as the traces of time.
"When the demons invaded, xuanhuang's five forbidden areas also took part in the war. If not, xuanhuang would have been flattened by the demons." Kui Niu also said, "but when the Honghuang people were in chaos in xuanhuang, they did not care about the forbidden area. Even if it was a sea of corpses and blood, they did not have the slightest reaction."
"The forbidden area has the mission of forbidden area. As long as it does not endanger them, it will not interfere in external affairs." Ye Chen said that he had been in Tianxu and knew more than Kui Niu.
"I've been dead once, and I've seen things through." Kui Niu said with a smile, "if xuanhuang has no forbidden area, it will be engulfed by flood and famine, which is a kind of shock."
Ye Chen a smile, no response, turned away, to the prosperous area, to Zhongzhou to find old friends.
After he left, there was a figure in the depth of the river forgetting. He was the king of heaven. His eyes narrowed slightly.
He side, Meng Po also illusory and out, looking at that side, seems to be able to see the back of Ye Chen far away.
"No way." The sky king of forgetting Sichuan frowned slightly.
"He's still alive." Meng Po is unbelievable.
"What a surprise." Forgetting the river Heavenly King light Nan, Rao is the quasi emperor mood, also because of Ye Chen and waves.
"Whether to inform Dachu." Meng Po asked in a hurry.
"If there is a king, why should I inform you?" "Forget the Sichuan heavenly king to take a deep breath," the heaven and the universe... To be lively. "
"If Yao Chi knows about it, she will cry with emotion." Meng Po's kind smile reminds her of the hard-working woman. In a few moments, she almost ran out of forgetting Sichuan and told ye Chen all the news about Ji ningshuang.
Here, ye Chen has crossed a mountain to the nearest ancient city. To go to Zhongzhou, you need to use the transmission array.
"I don't know if they are all right." Kui Niu walked up and down in the copper furnace, I don't know how many times.Ye Chen was not so eager to meet his old friends. He left for a long time and really missed them.
"Quick, quick, quick. Xizun is captured." In the middle of the line, we suddenly see more and more empty sky figures, either stepping into the air or using the imperial sword. They are very urgent and in the same direction.
"Xizun?" Ye Chen frowns and pulls one from the flying people. He is a wretched old man.
"Are you ill?" The obscene old man scolded him when he broke, mainly because he saw the saint's realm of Ye Chen, and he was the holy king to be. If he was a holy king, he would dare to look for the rhythm of death so loudly.
"You just said xizun." Ye Chen stares at the old man.
"No, who are you?" The old man called again, and his big yellow teeth were very conspicuous.
Ye Chen simply did not speak, a slap called in the past.
The applause was loud, and the wretched old man was extremely sour. All his yellow teeth flew out.
This time, the goods withered, the head melon seeds buzzing.
Surprise, a real surprise, the king of quasi saint, was beaten into muddle by a saint. It's embarrassing to have Muyou.
"Answer my question." Ye Chen said coldly.
"I... I also heard that he was hanged outside the city of cause and effect by the ninth Prince of Jinyu family." The wretched old man covered his bloody mouth, as gentle as a lamb.
"Good." Ye Chen cold hum, let go of the wretched old man, a moment to disappear, swept cold evil spirit.
"Did I get fucked?" Behind him, the wretched old man is still rubbing his head, staggering in the empty sky, nearly falling down. Ye Chen slapped heavily, and now he is still confused? A little suspicious of life.
His body side, the shadow of the rainbow, passing him, all with a strange look, and then continue to drive.
Ye Chen's speed is extremely fast, such as a vast God's awn.
Many people went to the theatre, and his body style was the most slippery. His eyes were straight. He didn't see him running so fast.
In the sky, an ancient city has already seen its rudimentary form and is magnificent.
Cang desert is located in the ancient city of Haitian, I don't know how many years it has witnessed.
It is said that the Buddha had been to the city before he became emperor. Zen has no cause and effect, so the city of causality is named after him.
Throughout the ages, the city of cause and effect has been regarded as the holy city of Buddhism. It is the gathering place of incense and meditation, and has never been cut off.
At the moment, the city of causality is full of people, dark, full of high sky, also covered with the earth.
But in front of the ancient city, there is a stone platform with a bloody man hanging from it. His hair is dishevelled and his body is scarred.
"So... Is that xizun?" The spectator exclaimed.
"Before Lingshan was destroyed, xizun had left the Buddhist family and was a monk with hair." Someone said.
"After the release of Honghuang, he also went to war for the heaven. However, his fighting power was not good, and he was defeated by the ninth Prince of Jinyu family."
"Buddha, where is the Buddha in the West desert? Don't you want to help? "
"What other Buddha has been wiped out by the golden dragon clan?" An old monk sighed and couldn't help feeling sad.
Not only he, looking at Xi Zun who was hanging there, all the people present sighed and shook their heads helplessly.
In the past, Buddhism was so prosperous that incense spread all over the western desert. Now, when the flood land was unsealed, it was so declining. What an instrument and spirit, the inheritance of the Buddha emperor came to such a situation.
"This is the end of... Provoking the golden dragon clan." The voice of discussion, a quiet laughter resounded through the world.
The voice came from the city tower. There was a purple and gold couch inside. A strange young man was lying on it, turning his thumb and finger, looking down at the bottom playfully, full of strange light.
His identity is not simple. He is the ninth Prince of Jinyu family. His blood is domineering and extremely noble.
His words, no one below dare to speak, nor dare to speak the atmosphere. They know that even the Buddha in the West desert has been destroyed, let alone them.
Desolate, it is also desolate, the strong respect the world, the law is bloody, the weak have no right to speak.
"Well, all of you should die." In the thousands of silence, a word rings through the sky, as if from a distant time, cold and majestic, shaking the vast universe, the heavens are shaking.