Chapter 2259

The night in luochayu is peaceful and peaceful.

The son of the plane and the saint are like two javelins, standing on the top of the mountain. They are looking at nothingness eagerly, waiting for the people in the black hole to come out. What is embarrassing is that for four days in a row, there is no human figure, not even a bird.

"That man, for the most part, is gone." Xi Chen means a lot.

"It's not well preserved. It's been destroyed." Reverence is an expression, and it is also a matter of heart.

In a simple dialogue, these two ruthless people both have an impulse to scold their mother. What's good about black hole? It's dark. Don't you get tired of it? You're not going out for a walk? At least let us know who you are. You can go back when you are finished!

Ye Chen can't hear their words. Compared with these two people, he cares more about the baby.

In the black hole, he didn't know how long he ran before he stopped in the deep.

In the distance, there is a palace suspended, as huge as a mountain. One of the copper pillars supporting the palace has broken, causing the palace to collapse to one side. There are scattered tiles in all directions. The so-called treasure is among them.

Ye Chen is hanging chaos tripod on his head, holding a broken imperial sword. He stealthily touches the black hole in the dark space. Some people are not strange, and there are evil things. But it is the first time to see such a palace. Who has no time to put a palace into a black hole, which is full of strange things.

Until before the palace, ye Chen knew his own insignificance, the palace was too big, standing in front of it, like a small grasshopper.

Vaguely, he could see the plaque of the palace, which was engraved with four big characters: LingXiao palace.

The four characters are too grand. Just the font, it melts the supreme pressure, which makes people dare not look directly. It is a kind of Qi, which can oppress people.

It is not difficult to imagine that the person with the four characters, who is absolutely omniscient, is still a strong emperor. Otherwise, with his accomplishments, how can he feel depressed.

"LingXiao palace." Ye Chen is looking for it in his memory. He has never heard of such a huge palace. How could he run into a black hole in space? How great a magic power is it to move a mountain like palace into a black hole? He thinks he can't do it.

Since the palace plaque closed eyes, ye Chen raised his feet into the palace.

When I step back, I feel that I am facing the vicissitudes of life.

When you are steady, you can see the hall again. Four black copper pillars stand on the ground, carved with ancient totems, supporting the palace. They are solemn and solemn, and there is no lack of grand spirit.

I don't know why, the first sight of the palace furnishings, ye Chen does not realize that the golden Luan palace of the mortal Dynasty, which is a court hall!

Different from the Jinluan hall, this LingXiao palace has an ancient immortal spirit.

Ye Chen looks up along the direction. At the end of the ninety-nine story stone ladder, there is a dragon chair carved by white jade, covered with dust. Although there is no one on the chair, it looks like a God sitting on it, looking down on the world.

Dragon chair, it is a symbol, just like the mortal Dynasty, even if the emperor did not go to court, his servants, also need to bow to the Dragon chair.

At the moment, ye Chen also has such feelings. Looking at the Dragon chair, he has an impulse to kneel down, which is the pressure from the soul.

Break!

Ye Chen's heart a rebuke, firmly guarding the altar, not for the potential pressure.

The Dragon chair seems to have magic power. If you look at it more, you will feel uneasy.

"Whose palace is this?" Ye Chen walked all the way, all the way around, walking in this so-called court hall, he is also as small as a grasshopper, strange only the palace, he is so big.

He wanted to find some clues. However, there was no trace left.

In his opinion, it should be an ancient dynasty. The remains of the ruins carry a lifetime of civilization and carry on the inheritance. As for which dynasty, he does not know.

When he reached the center of the hall, he could not help but raise his head subconsciously, then he could see the top of the hall. Instead, he would not see the top of the hall. Instead, he would see a starry sky, a real vast sky. The eastern sun was high, and the brilliance was shining on the world. The Western moon was high, and the moon was in the twilight world. The stars twinkled and covered with the dust of years.

This moment, ye Chen was stunned, and his mind was in a trance. This hall is really too mysterious. The sky above, the bright stars, is extremely real.

"The starry sky that evolves in secret." Ye Chen murmured, step by step, soaring upward, to go to the end of the starry sky, have a look at heaven and earth, do not do well, there are still some opportunities.

However, he underestimated the palace. He didn't know how long he had been flying up, maybe one or two days, or three or five days, but he still couldn't touch the sky. The stars seemed to be far away from his dream. No matter how high he flew, the distance was not nearly half a minute.

Ye Chen has no temper, how to fly up is how to get down.

When he landed again, his expression was sad. It was the first time to see such a strange sky. It was not that he was not flying high enough, but was restricted by the law. The so-called starry sky was not supported by the secret method, but formed a universe of its own.

"It's really eye opening." Ye Chen is facing the starry sky and thumbs up.

Hum!

When he sighed, his broken imperial sword hummed for a moment.

Ye Chen has his own clean, not from low eyes, looking at the broken imperial sword, can vaguely feel the confusion of the spirit of the imperial sword, as if he knew this place.Unfortunately, the emperor's sword is incomplete, and the spirit of his sword is also incomplete. Many ancient memories are no longer there. After a buzz, it returns to silence.

For it, ye Chen has a strong interest in it, determined that the broken imperial sword and the LingXiao palace have a certain origin. Maybe it is still a relative.

"How can you revive your memory?" Ye Chen touches his chin and meditates in secret. If the broken imperial sword recovers his complete memory, he will be able to dig out a section of eternal secret. At least, he can figure out the origin of this hall.

The broken imperial sword is silent. Ye Chen doesn't think about it any more. He goes straight to the end of the hall. To be exact, he goes straight to the white jade dragon chair. The strange fluctuation before came from the Dragon chair. It is absolutely a treasure.

To study the Dragon chair, he had to step over ninety-nine stone stairs.

The stone ladder is not simple. Ye Chen wanted to step across it, but he was surprised to find that it was difficult to resist the sky and walk. Even shrinking to an inch, it failed.

"Interesting." Ye Chen can't help laughing. Obviously, if you want to sit on the Dragon chair, you have to step on the stone ladder step by step. Only the owner of the Dragon chair can step over it.

This is a symbol of dignity, the king's people, difficult to ascend the heavenly treasure.

As he spoke, ye Chen had already stepped on the first stone ladder. He did not know where the pressure came from. He raised his eyebrows and waited for the second layer. After the third layer, the pressure was even more serious. This situation is very similar to the road to heaven in the three great contests. The higher the number of layers, the stronger the pressure.

The tenth emperor of Da Chu was a man who didn't believe in evil. Step by step, he became more and more heavy. The sound of banging rang through the hall. It was too strong pressure that made his steps more and more heavy.

On the forty second floor, he stopped for the first time. His face was a little pale, and his prestige was stronger than he had imagined. Even he felt very hard.

Immediately, his holy body Qi and blood, a gush out, a breath up to 18 levels.

On the 60th floor, he stopped again. His legs were bent under the pressure. Even the chaotic tripod with his head suspended was humming and moving. The master could not bear the pressure, so did it.

Ye Chen gnaws his teeth and opens up the chaos to resist the pressure. He goes up to 18 levels.

On the 78th floor, he opened the foreign minister bully.

On the eighty sixth floor, he burned the holy blood.

On the 94th floor, he sacrificed his life.

On the 98th floor, he sat there, or collapsed under pressure. The domineering ancient holy bodies were crushed and cracked, with gold flowing.

There is another layer, he was climbing up, the holy body was crushed into a pool of blood mud.

In order to study, if you have enough, you will be pleased.

"I nearly lost my life for you." Ye Chen scolded, healed the holy body, step forward, a buttock sat on the Dragon chair, not easy to come up, that had to sit.

"You generation, you are not timid The Ming emperor of the Ming mountain took a deep breath.

"Listen to your words, you seem to know that LingXiao palace." Emperor Huang Long Road.

"It is the first Hall of heaven."