Chapter 1983

Ji ningshuang also tried to fly out of the center of her eyebrow a lotus platform, sweeping out the gorgeous Fairy Light.

To Ye Chen's consternation, this lotus platform has easily broken a crack. Through that crack, you can see the vast space under the ground, surrounded by clouds and mists.

Ji ningshuang is also surprised, this is a hopeless attempt, actually broke open.

Without much thought, she stepped into the big space.

Ye Chen raised his feet and followed.

But the embarrassment was that he had just passed, and the crack healed.

Obviously, if you don't want to see Ji ningshuang, you won't go in.

Ye Chen begins to understand that Ji ningshuang's Lotus platform must have a long history. The big space is to give face to the lotus platform, and correspondingly to its owner, so he put Ji ningshuang in.

"I can't ask for it, even if it's your nature." Ye Chen has a dry cough.

With that, he turned out of the underground palace, leaving only a branch here. He was not afraid that emperor Honghuang would find him, but that Ji ningshuang would be besieged by Emperor Honghuang, just in case.

Out of the underground palace, ye Chen stepped on a mountain top and looked around.

There was almost no roar, and there was no wave of war.

This is all due to Ji ningshuang's natural calamity. The three million flood and famine army was killed by the pit, and more than two million people were killed. Such a tragic loss can not be tolerated by the flood and famine, so he will be more honest.

After this war, Honghuang will learn to be smart. He will no longer come blatantly and act secretly. It is easy to hide an open gun but difficult to defend a hidden arrow. Honghuang people are not ignorant of the truth.

This is not good news for the emperor level of all heaven. If it is clear that it is good to be on guard, if it comes to Yin, it will be impossible to guard against it. If you walk along, the emperors will be killed.

At last, ye Chen went down to the top of the mountain and went deep again.

It was only in a valley that he fell when he didn't want to.

This valley is very dark, no grass, covered by layers of cloudy fog, gloomy.

Ye Chen likes this gloomy place most because most of the treasures are found in the dark place. On the surface, birds don't poop, but in fact, there are treasures and opportunities. The so-called people can't be judged by appearance, so it's appropriate to use them in the relics of heaven.

Sure enough, in the deep valley, he got something. It was a huge stone. Half of the rusty iron was inlaid in the rock. It seemed to be rusty iron, but in fact it was meteorite iron, a good material for casting magic tools.

"That's good." Ye Chen splits the huge rock in one hand and takes away the meteorite iron. Although he is as big as his fist, he still has enough to cast a short knife for children to play with.

Yeah?

Looking at it, he frowned, subconsciously turned his head, and looked deeper. There was life fluctuation, and it was very weak. The breath was very familiar, and it was difficult to find it without careful perception.

"The others are out. What are you doing here?" Ye Chen can't help but scold secretly and go straight to that side.

Soon, deep in the valley, he found a man, a young man, lying under the old stone, with his hair covered and covered with blood. His face was pale, his eyes were dim, and his wound was very serious.

The young man, with a wide eye, is not he just a witch God?

Ye Chen flashed to the Wuzu Shenzi, put his palm on his shoulder and poured in the essence of the holy body. Only then did he realize that the original God of the witch family Shenzi had been severely damaged. The fire of the original God was dying out. The root of Taoism and the origin of blood were also devastated and were on the verge of death.

"Ye Chen." Wuzu Shenzi's voice was hoarse, and when he spoke, his mouth was still filled with wisps of blood.

Ye Chen didn't respond. A pair of bright golden eyes were staring at the chest of the wizard God son. There was a sword mark running through his chest and back. It's not hard to imagine that the wizard God son was pierced by a sword.

Ye Chen is not surprised that there are sword marks. To his surprise, there are colorful immortal lights on the sword marks, which wear out the essence of the wizard God son. It is also the colorful immortal light that makes the wound not heal, but also expands outward, destroying the origin and foundation of the wizard God son.

"Kill the immortal sword." Ye Chen murmured, and his eyes were cold. He could not admit that he was wrong. The sword mark on the chest of the witch God son was stabbed by Zhuxian sword, which was pierced by his sword.

For a moment, his face was so ugly that he did not expect that the sword of killing immortals, which had disappeared for a long time, came to the remains of Tianzun. The existence of the sword that claimed to be the God was killing again.

"Seal." With a rebuke, he sealed the Wuzu Shenzi with great magic power. There was nothing he could do without it. The Wuzu Shenzi was hurt by the immortal sword, and there was only one breath left. If he wanted to save his life, the king of man would have to do it. Most of the time, someone had to exchange his life for his life.

After the seal of the wizard God son, he stood still, slightly closed his eyes, and applied the evolution of the Zhou Dynasty to trace back to the origin and deduce the previous events in the valley. However, he could not deduce anything.

If he can't do anything about it, he can do it early.

"If the strength is not good, don't run in it!" Ye Chen can't help shaking his head and seal the witch God's son into a bronze furnace. He only wants to go out and find the king of man. Whether he can be saved depends on his nature.

As soon as he said this, he saw someone enter the valley, covered with black robes, looking left and right, as if looking for something.Ye Chen can see his true face at a glance. He is emperor Xuemang. Well, more accurately, it is a part of emperor Xuemang. He is not looking for treasure, but looking for emperor Zhutian. Once he finds any trace, he will immediately contact him, which is beyond doubt.

Ye chenyin goes into nothingness, but he doesn't want to attract emperor Honghuang. He is determined to kill not only emperor Xuemang, but also other Honghuang emperors. It will be another siege, which he can't carry alone.

After escaping from the blood mang emperor's separation, he escaped from the valley and ran into the Ming Jue's body.

"Don't go in." Ye Chen waves his hand and drags Ming Jue Fen Shen into the space. If he comes into the valley and meets the emperor Xuemang's body, the two separate bodies do not agree with each other, and they are going to fight.

"My boss has been looking for you for a long time." Ming Jue said.

"Don't talk nonsense. Contact your father." Ye Chen Dao.

He closed his eyes and opened and closed again. He had already got in touch with the master.

"You bitch, where have you been?" It is a curse to speak out.

"No time to talk to you." Ye Chen immediately said, "you take it easy. The sword of killing immortals is also in the ruins of Tianzun. It is much more terrible than emperor Honghuang. If you encounter it, please inform me."

"The sword of Zhuxian also came. It's really lively." I can't help sighing.

"If you can, tell other emperors to be careful of killing the immortal sword." Ye Chen's remark is not a joke.

"Yes."

"Keep in touch." Ye Chen puts the Ming Jue sub body into the copper furnace to facilitate contact with mingjue. The Zhuxian sword is also in the ruins, so he has to be cautious and can't make mistakes.

Here, mingjue is very dedicated to say that he spread the news of zhuxianjian to the emperor of Zhutian, causing a great surprise. It seems that everyone knows zhuxianjian and the name of zhuxianjian. He once committed many crimes in Da Chu, and ye Chen died in Zhuxian Jian's hands all his life.

Time flies, blinking three days and months.

These three days, ye Chen has been deep enough, but Tianzun ruins are boundless, as if there is no end.

In the past three days, he also had a lot of harvest. He got a god grass, searched for half a magic pearl, found many pieces of magic tools, and imprinted a artistic conception in a dilapidated cave.

During this period, he also encountered with the Honghuang people. He did not see the emperor of Honghuang. Instead, he destroyed hundreds of Honghuang strongmen and robbed a lot of treasures. His shriveled storage bag swelled up again.

On the night of the fourth day, he saw an ancient city standing in the mountains. There were many traces of swords, spears, swords and halberds on the wall. It was full of the spirit of ancient vicissitudes, and there were some mysterious visions hidden.

"Why are there all kinds of relics of heaven?" Ye Chen looks strange and looks at the ancient city in amazement.

"The eldest brother said that when he reached the realm of emperor Zhun, he could internalize the world. The legendary heaven God and Tao were obviously higher than the emperor Zhun. After his death, his body turned into a relic, and the world that he had evolved in his body before his life would also appear in the relics." Ming Jue explained.

"This explanation is easy to understand." Ye Chen said, one step into the ancient city.

The ancient city is not too big. It is really an ancient city. The evolution is very real. The world inside is the same as the real one. What is lacking is people, and the whole city is desolate.

Walking in the city, ye Chen looks around curiously.

Although the city is real, it is in a mess. Many houses collapsed and there are many skeletons. He is not the first person to come here. Maybe more people have come to the city before and fight because of the treasures and opportunities. A good ancient city is turned into a ruined city because of the war.

In front of a cracked wall, he stopped and his eyes were slightly narrowed. There was a little artistic conception left on the wall. Because the wall was broken and the years were too long, the artistic conception was not complete.

Immediately, he sat down with his knees crossed and offered a chaotic tripod. Hanging on his side, he focused on capturing the artistic conception.

Although the artistic conception is fragmentary, it is extremely abstruse. What he describes is the way of self-cultivation. In the dark, he can see the back of a purple dress standing on the top of the mountain, standing still in spite of the wind and rain.

Ye Chen's mind and spirit travel freely, meditate and comprehend. The way of self-cultivation is ordinary and ordinary, or return to the nature. It is not surprising that ye Chen has Tao Yun frequently. Those who leave this artistic conception must be the generation of great supernatural powers.

Night came again, he was still understanding the artistic conception, and suddenly heard the chaotic Ding hum long.

Without much thought, he immediately escapes from the artistic conception, and the chaotic Ding Ding is buzzing, which is the signal that someone is entering the city.

After that, he heard the roar, a beautiful shadow fell from the empty sky, and a house collapsed.

Ye Chen can see clearly that it is the goddess of the ancient nationality, and there is no trace. She has come to a deeper place.

As for the one who pursued and killed the goddess of the ancient people, he was a bloody old man with black robes. He was not a Honghuang nationality. His breath was cold and his eyes were dead. He was a quasi emperor. His accomplishments were suppressed to the holy king.

When ye Chen looks at the collapsed house, the goddess of the ancient nationality stands up, her body is staggering, and she vomites blood. Her fighting power is not weak. However, the strength of the other side is stronger, which is beyond the scope of confrontation.

"It's really good to use you as medicine spirit for the blood of ancient people." The old man with bloody hair laughs and reaches for the goddess of the ancient nationality. His eyes are full of greed. Listening to his words, he is an alchemist.