"Ye Chen." The vertical leaf Chen roars low, but a group of red faces, or pours over, each is free to look back.
"Get away." Ye Chen roared, his face was a little ferocious, a picture of the array spread out, he and the women isolated.
But this array of pictures, but can not stop Chu Xuan, he has emperor soldiers, any array, can not block the emperor soldiers of the divine power.
"Come back, I'll die." Ye Chen roared again.
Then Chu Xuan stopped suddenly and dared not go forward again, fearing that he was extremely emperor, and affected Ye Chen's life.
"How could it be." The jade lady peak Lord, the tearful goddess, her face was pale, helpless, did not know what happened to Ye Chen, and how to help Ye Chen.
"How could it be." The same with the women, the trembling, frightened by the shape of the leaf Chen, pale.
Ye Chen holds his head, the roar of pain, there is dark thunder and lightning, which is inexplicably obvious. He tears his viscera, eight channels, four limbs and its roots. He leaves a blood gap after another in his overlord ancient holy body, and it is only to be swallowed up.
It is the power of extinction, covering the whole body of Ye Chen. Only looking at it, you will feel the heart trembling and the yuan God is also tingling.
"Scourge." Lin poetry and painting words tremble, with a cry, full of tears, as if to recognize the dark lightning.
In the old days in the great Chu star Tianting, ye Chen was the same, like a dog crawling, was covered by dark lightning, the holy body, she also carried Ye Chen in front of her, sharing for him.
Also thanks to the Dragon rushed to pull her away, otherwise, she has been most destroyed, the scourge, too terrible.
As she said, that is the scourge of heaven. No one can take punishment for ye Chen, and has to bear it alone.
"What kind of punishment." All women look to Lin poetry and painting.
They, including Chu Xuan, have never seen them, because ye Chen of that year never showed the scourge before them. It was a coincidence that Lin Shi painted that time.
How proud the ancient saints of heaven are, and how they are so unbearable in front of their women.
"The punishment of the God." Lin choked, "elder martial brother Ye of the past, is coming here like this."
In a word, all the women covered the Jade mouth, the mist in the eyes, condensed into frost, gushed out of the eyes, dripping across the cheek.
If they did not see it with their own eyes, they all knew that for hundreds of years, ye Chen was so miserable that he was condemned by the sky, and the tortured body was incomplete, and all the body was scars.
Especially, Liu Ruyan, tears like rain, cry the most pain.
Ye Chen is the reason why she makes the sky angry.
In that year, for her death, ye Chen escaped into a demon, opened the blood to continue to limit, killing the North Chu corpse into a mountain, blood into a river, that time, got into the scourge.
The eleventh emperor of the great Chu, she is guilty, will be life bound, the endless years in the future, will be unforgettable.
"Damn the sky." Chu xuan'er was cold and summoned the emperor and soldiers of the extreme Tao to wipe out the scourge of Ye Chen.
"The emperor and the soldier are invalid for the scourge." Before Chu Xuan started, he was interrupted by a cold hum, and the two figures were revealed.
Before we saw the real face, we saw the two shiny heads, which were brighter than the light bulbs this evening.
Needless to say, it is dragon one and dragon five. Ben peeps at the opposite peak. He never thought of it. He saw the scourge of Ye Chen.
"God damned, indeed." Dragon once dead stare at Ye Chen, frown tightly, dare not rely on leaf Chen too close.
"Isn't it gone? And from the past to the present? " Dragon five face also ugly, full of doubts.
"Uncle, help him!" Lin Shi painting tears, very close to beg, this picture, really heartache.
"The punishment of God, he must bear, such as a natural robbery." The Dragon sighed and shook his head. "Nothing can be done."
"He could carry it in the past, and this life, too." Longwu took a deep breath. "Don't get close to him."
The two words, the women cry more painful, even Chu Xuan, also face pale, all of which, too abrupt.
Ye Chen is still roaring, holding his head, crawling on the ground.
His shape is frightening. There is no half inch intact skin in the whole body. His body muscles and bones are broken in inch. The scars are printed one after another, which is not able to heal in his body.
Even he did not know that the performance of the sword is the scourge of the heaven. It is really worthy of the name of the sword of heaven.
Moreover, today, this scourge is more violent than any previous one, and it is difficult to resist with his background.
However, just when suffering, the scourge of lightning, unexpectedly in inexplicable fade, disappeared without trace.
The dragon, one dragon and five startled, all slightly squint their eyes, and their looks are confused. Rather than disappear inexplicably, they are absorbed by some strength and become the scourge for him.
The women tightly clenched their hands, and saw the scourge subsided, excited, instinctively thought that ye Chen had carried it.
On the top of the mountain, the brows of Emperor Huang and Ming emperor are also slightly wrinkled. From beginning to end, they both look at it.
The two dignitaries looked at each other, and then looked at Ye Chen, and then they looked at the other side with a consistent eye.
It is a star in all the heavens, an earthly star.
Its name is the star, quiet bamboo forest, a woman holding the baby, is crying, all over the lightning."The body of heavenly punishment?" The emperor of the underworld was stunned.
"He has children alive." The emperor was surprised.
"It is obvious that the child's mother, who was also punished by heaven, combined with Ye Chen, created the body of heavenly punishment." The emperor of the underworld pondered that he could break the secret.
"He will absorb the punishment of his parents."
"The body of the Holy Spirit, the body of heavenly punishment, and ye Chen's children, one by one, is more than a demon!" The Emperor Ming said with a smile.
Emperor Huang Mou can't bear, so small a doll, but from the time of birth, he is in for his parents to be punished.
As the supreme class, how can I know what kind of pain it will be for a little baby.
"I'm sorry, son. I'm sorry." On the mortal star, Ji ningshuang chokes with tears and her eyes are whirling. Her beauty is pitiful.
The helpless mother, not afraid of the thunderbolt, just like that, hugged her and ye Chen's child, and saw that he was tortured by heaven's punishment, but could not do anything about it. Her heart was more painful than the knife gouging out.
The combination of yin and Yang is destined to make this child suffer in pain with the company of God's punishment all his life.
Swaddling baby, still crying, full of tears.
Although he was small, he imitated Buddhism. Seeing his mother's tears, he closed his mouth and stopped crying. His teeth were soaked in blood, as if to say: mother doesn't cry.
But the more he was, the more painful Ji ningshuang cried.
So strong disposition, and ye Chen how similar.
The tiger father has no dog and son, and his father is iron and unyielding. He has never disgraced his father's reputation since he was a child. He carries the thunder of heaven with his petite body.
On the peak of Jade Maiden, ye Chen fainted, and there was no more thunder and lightning from heaven. However, his holy body was torn all over his body, and his body was no longer human. It seemed that he had been robbed by heaven.
The women came forward, or pills, or the original essence, crazy into, crystal tears, dripping all over his body.
"Who's sucking his curse." The Dragon touched his bald head, his vision was very high, and he could see through. Although he could break the clue, he was so confused that he couldn't think of the reason.
"It's unheard of that even heaven's punishment can be swallowed." Dragon five is also at a loss, unable to understand the context.
Here, the women have got up, will ye Chen back to the room, all kinds of panacea, pile up all over the room.
Without the curse of heaven, ye Chen sleeps peacefully and has blood all over his body. He is recovering himself. The holy blood flowing out is also flowing backward. It is only a matter of time before he can recover.
Speaking of it, he is really unfortunate. Since he entered the tianxuanmen gate, this is the first time that he fainted, and it is the third time that he was injured. He was really miserable.
Night, and into the quiet, with blood and tears.
Under the Jade Maiden peak, those talented people who were beaten by Ye Chen got together again and squatted in a row.
In order to watch the live broadcast, they were really determined, and the old people of Hengyue were all gratified.
However, they are doomed to be disappointed, some things are too embarrassing, even if the girls are willing to do with Ye Chen, he has to wake up. At the moment, all the injured are lying in bed.
Women around the bed, tears, heartache to cry, they love people, all the way suffered too much.