Chapter 1880

Tianlong ancient city, majestic and full of ancient vicissitudes, has witnessed the years and the rise and fall of great Chu.

Looking down from the empty sky, it is like a giant dragon, looking at the eight wastelands, and looking from afar, it is just like an immortal city on earth.

Xuanhuang's hometown, immortal in the world, it will be a towering monument, revered by all living beings, and praised from generation to generation.

Ye Chen from the empty, temperament leisurely, slowly step in.

Under the morning light, Tianlong city is very lively, with people bustling and Hawking, showing the prosperity of the world.

Ye Chen walked through the world, in a trance. When he came to this city, he could not help but recall many past events.

At that time, it was here that he got the iron.

It is here that I met Nanming Yushu for the first time, which led to a period of bad luck.

It's really full of emotion to step back on the road we used to walk.

With the vicissitudes of time, the little monk in the past has become the emperor of Chu and is well-known all over the world.

People, walking on the old, just like he at the moment, seems young, but already young white head.

"That... That is." Passers-by surprised, as if to recognize Ye Chen, just to salute, ye Chen has disappeared.

In the center of Tianlong ancient city, there is a beautiful mountain.

In the depth of Xianshan mountain, there is a small forest, quiet and quiet. In the small bamboo forest, there is a pool of spirits, which is full of splendor.

In front of the pool stood a figure of the back, majestic, as tough as a mountain, which could not be destroyed by any force.

He was xuanhuang, the emperor of the great Chu, the father of Nanming Yushu, and the founder of the chaos Wuji Dao.

"I've met Emperor Xuan." Ye Chen arched his hand and was the emperor of Chu. He was always in awe of his ancestors.

"No need to be polite." Xuanhuang smile, gentle and kind.

Ye Chen comes forward and stands side by side with xuanhuang and looks at the lingchi.

In the soul pool, there is a woman hanging in the pool. She looks like a soul. She is dressed in wedding clothes and sleeps peacefully.

Her face is peerless, a wisp of green silk, all dyed with brilliance, do not eat people's fireworks, do not provoke worldly dust.

Nanming jade gargle, infatuated woman, lives for life.

Looking at her, ye Chen felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't know how he could do it. He let a woman do this. He was willing to use his life for three years. All of his deaths were smiling.

He was filled with unprecedented guilt.

He owes her not only life, but also love.

Like him, xuanhuang was also full of guilt.

The emperor of Da Chu was respected by thousands of people and worshipped by the Li people. However, he was not a good father.

At that time, the words of the king of man still reverberated in my ears.

The only way to save him is to sacrifice her own life for him.

How many women love him, find one at random, no matter who it is, will sacrifice for him.

But he is the emperor of Chu! In carrying the glory, also shouldering the mission of protecting the human beings, if he really wanted to find a woman to sacrifice, he would rather choose his own daughter.

His daughter, who did not disgrace the prestige of the imperial way, put on the wedding dress with a smile and walked on the altar with a smile.

Fortunately, Yu Shu is still alive, is Ye Chen dying, will be the only trace of spirit, into her soul.

It was the spirit that rekindled her life.

Now, she is alive, and the people she loves return from samsara. A pair of desperate lovers can continue their relationship.

Finally, with a smile, xuanhuang turned around and left the bamboo grove to Ye Chen and his daughter, "wait for you at Tianxuan gate."

Ye Chen does not speak, only static look at her, guilt color more thick.

All of a sudden, he stepped into the spirit pool. There was heaven and earth in the spirit pool. The water in the pool was yuan divine power, nourishing her soul.

"Yu Shu, ye Chen is back." Ye Chen smiles.

"Don't forget to marry me." In the dark, there is a shallow laughter, clear spirit ethereal, more beautiful than the fairy song.

"It's the end of time, and we're committed to it." Ye Chen's tender smile is his lifelong promise to a woman.

Then, he sacrificed the bronze furnace, pulled out the God of the poor and strange emperor, and imprisoned him in the air.

After the first World War, the gods of Honghuang people captured by him all the way will be of great use.

"The flood will not let you go." The poor and strange emperor was gnashing his teeth. His eyes were ferocious, as if he were a ghost.

"The whole flood and famine owes to Da Chu. Take your life for your life." Ye Chen is cold hum, suddenly hand a palm to wipe.

The sound of screams suddenly rises, which is very sad. Rao is the yuan God of quasi emperor level. Here Ye Chen, he also becomes a humble mole ant.

Ye Chen has no pity, strong means, wipe the poor and strange mind, leaving only the essence of the yuan Shen power, holding in the hand.

It is the first group of living creatures between heaven and earth. Its original power is incomparable and contains endless essence.

"Make up." Ye Chen smiles and kneads the power of Yuan Shen into a ball and presses it into the soul of Nanming jade gargle.

With the integration of the yuan God's power, the soul of Nanming jade gargle is instantly covered with a layer of colorful divine haze, which is incomparably gorgeous.A trace of Yuan Shen's power overflows into her soul, which makes her soul power rise, and the soul condenses.

Ye Chen didn't dare to rush forward too much. Nanming jade gargle was still very weak. He melted a yuan Shen and then stopped.

She is still alive, and it is only a matter of time before she can get together again. There are a lot of primitive gods who are against heaven. If she comes back again, it must be more terrible than that time.

After finishing this, he went out of the spirit pool, stood under the old tree, took the wine gourd, drank it quietly, and looked at it quietly.

"What a pity I'm here. I didn't disturb you." Laughter, a shadow step in, is a young man.

Ye Chen side head, just know who it is, is not the son of the king of war? Xiao Chen's name is also well-known.

At that time, at the foot of the West desert mountain, Xiao Chen killed the son of the demon family. The name of the thunder fighting body was known by the world.

"How can I come here when I have time." Ye Chen threw away a wine pot, "or do you like this girl, too?"

"Brother ye, don't make fun of it. It's just passing by." Xiao Chen laughs and looks at the pool, standing under the old tree.

"There were so many people in Hengyue yesterday. You were too anxious to leave. I forgot to tell you something." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Good and bad." Xiao Chen patted the dust and sat down.

"God of war punishes heaven." Ye Chen smiles mysteriously.

In a word, Xiao Chen, who just sat down, opened his body again. His deep eyes flashed with bright light.

The God of war punishes the heaven, and no one knows about it. The great God in the famine period is the old ancestor of his fighting style.

The legend of the God of war has long been immortal and has become a myth. It is said that the Honghuang battle style, the peak of the emperor, can fight with the emperor.

In terms of blood, his thunder fighting style is thousands of miles away from the Honghuang battle style, which is not comparable.

Xiao Chen's eyes, more and more deep, so staring at Ye Chen, do not know ye Chen's meaning of torture.

"I have seen the God of war." Ye Chen said with a smile, "more accurately, it is the head of Xingtian, hidden in an ancient star."

"Xingtian head?" Xiao Chen can't believe it. The God of war has been gone forever, and there is still a head in it.

"I can't help but congratulate you. Your bad luck has come." This time, ye Chen sat down and said, "God of war, please, look for the body of war in the world, and pass on his mantle and continue the legend of the God of war."

Xiao Chen's body trembles, I don't know whether it's startled or excited. He sees his eyes shining with golden light.

Obviously, ye Chen wants him to go and inherit the mantle of the God of war. For him, he is absolutely against heaven.

"These are the coordinates of the sky." Ye Chen took the jade, handed out together, and a storage bag, "there are quasi emperor soldiers in it, integrate into the body, pay attention to safety all the way."

Thank you very much Xiao Chen smile, look excited, took the jade storage bag, turned out of the bamboo forest.

Speaking of, ye Chen is really a noble man of his.

This time, the chance to send him is the blessing of the previous life, many people dream of, but he got it.

Looking at Xiao Chen's back, ye Chen can't help laughing.

He is celebrating for Dachu, because soon, the younger generation of Dachu will have another demon.

The inheritance of the God of war, which is against the sky level, how overbearing, spread out, will shock the world.

As he closed his eyes, he sat cross legged and closed his eyes gently.

Xiaozhulin fell into a quiet, Nanming jade gargle in the soul, he was in the enlightenment, holy body and God hidden, the Tao is infinite.

I do not know when, the night quietly came, bright stars, bright moonlight, pieces of sprinkled on the two people.

Ye Chen sat for a long time. For nine days, his mind was drawn into a mysterious artistic conception.

It's another quiet night, and someone walks in outside the bamboo forest.

One left and one right young people, one with a dignified appearance and the other with a relaxed temperament, are extraordinary.

On a closer look, it is Longteng, the son of the prince, and Zhou Tianyi, the son of the Eastern Emperor, who are also passing by to visit.

"I'll tell you! Ye Chen is here. " Just came in, Long Teng laughed and saw Ye Chen who was enlightened.

"The blood and origin are several times better than the essence of that year." Zhou Tianyi said with a smile, "it's true that every time I die, it's a fate, a transformation and nirvana of extinction."

"Now he, together with the descendants of the emperor, may not be an opponent." Long Teng smiles awkwardly.

If you can kill the emperor of Chu, you can laugh at him.

Two people said a smile, did not leave, a person carrying a wine pot, as if waiting for ye Chen to wake up to chat.

But this is not short, blinking for three days.

It was not until the night of the fourth day that his holy body trembled.

Then, a wisp of bright golden light flew out of his body, which was actually on his side and shaped a human figure.

No matter the appearance, facial features, temperament, cultivation, origin and Tao Yun, that Dao is the same as him.

or a tiny bit as like as two peas."One Qi changes three Qing?" Long Teng raised his eyebrows.

"I heard that ye Chen had cut himself a knife and had no power of qi transformation and Sanqing, but recovered again?" Zhou Tianyi said.

"Another holy body." On the top of the mountain of the underworld, the emperor of the underworld was also looking at it, and sighed, "this boy's talent is really against the sky. How long has it been before and after that, he has realized three kinds of shenzang, which is much better than you used to be."

"Habit is good." Emperor Huang laughs, and he is not surprised at all. The reason is that ye Chen has done too many shocking things, such as the butcher. Compared with that, it is nothing.