In the morning, the warm sunshine spreads all over the sky.

Looking down, the world is frozen. Although the catastrophe is over, ye Chen has been taken away, but the seal has not been untied. The broken mountains and rivers, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the immortals in the two worlds, the ethereal blood mist, all of which are covered with the sealed ice.

Time seems to be fixed in the sky.

Hum!

With a buzz, a bright column of light, and once again through the upper and lower boundaries, there is a halo spread, where a mountain and a water, a plant and a tree, a person and a shadow, all faded away from the ice, all returned to the original color.

The sky was finally unsealed, the air returned to flow, the leaves continued to drift, and the thick scarlet blood fog turned over again, covering the sky and rolling the ground.

All the immortals wake up.

After standing firm and looking at each other, some of them looked into the void. It was frozen for half a month, but for them, it seemed as if it was only for a moment. They still remember ye Chen's palm print of resisting the emperor, and then he was taken away by the emperor.

"There is an emperor in heaven, tut tut."

The king of Jiaolong sighed. He consciously took the spear and caught fire in his heart. However, he was not ready to continue to fight. The emperor sat down and made a wool thread.

"I'm afraid it's impossible to destroy heaven."

The Bull Demon King took his hand and looked up at the misty world. If the emperor was angry, he could wipe out the fairyland with only one palm. All of them had to be honest.

For example, they, the immortals who are still in the battlefield, are as docile as sheep. There is a great emperor in the heaven. This is so dishonest! As the saying goes, it's bad luck to shoot the first bird with a gun. At this point, ye Chen is a good example. He made a scene in the world. He provoked the emperor and was suppressed by one hand. He can't come back alive. Maybe he has been killed.

Now, the most embarrassing situation is that the immortals in the upper and lower worlds are still mixed together in each battlefield. If it was not for the seal of Daozu, most of them would still be fighting. After the seal was broken, one by one, they were all embarrassed to fight again.

"The Lord will not be killed!" Reincarnation people all look at nothingness, full of worry, compared to the battle between the two worlds, more concerned about ye Chen.

"No problem."

The God will be the first to turn his body, that is, Daozu Hongjun, the supreme emperor, how could he fight against the small holy body. As an emperor, how could he not know ye Chen's potential, which is more amazing than the emperor's famine. If he returns to the heavens in his years, if he reaches Dacheng, he will be the supreme one. There will be a Dacheng holy body guarding the human world.

Reincarnated people take a deep breath and keep up with each other. They have learned from ye Chen that the origin of Tianqing also belongs to the heaven. Moreover, he is the first general under the throne of emperor Xianwu, so he can be regarded as a native.

"Don't do it again if you don't accept it."

"If you offend the emperor, you will be punished."

"The penalty is also a penalty."

"That's the emperor of heaven. It has nothing to do with the lower world."

"Bang."

Although they left, they were quite noisy behind. The demons and demons in the lower world and the xianzun and Xianjun in the heaven were not happy with each other. If they didn't agree with each other, they still wanted to practice, and their hearts were full of fire?

However, no one dares to do it first, and then they get over their addiction. They are divided into two groups. They are scolding each other across a river of blood. Up to the peak of the emperor to be emperor, and down to the younger generation of lingxu, they all start the shameless mode, and the spitting stars are flying all over the sky.

"Go back to your home."

When he was scolding, he suddenly heard a cold hum.

Before the words fell, the Taigong appeared, standing in the void, ethereal as an immortal, holding the emperor's way to fight the God's whip, hanging the emperor's utensil's seal list, the body around the five element flag, the three emperor's soldiers humming, the emperor's law interwoven, and the Taigong was really like a God.

Seeing this, the upper and lower circles stopped fighting for an instant.

"Go back to your home."

Jiang Taigong opened his mouth again. His words were ethereal and dignified. The meaning was very obvious. It was so cool to stay there. No matter how much trouble you made, you were whipped to death. When the emperor came out, he was still restless.

All the immortals cough, especially the talents in the lower world. Their legs are the most numb, especially the old ox, the little worm, who runs fastest. He is afraid that Jiang Taigong will settle accounts with them, and he will not have enough confidence in Tianting territory.

The celestial beings also scattered, retreated to the four sides, each back to their homes, all the way around, looking at the bloody heaven and earth, looking at the broken mountains and rivers, can not help but sigh, prosperous dynasty! Finally, the Jade Emperor was gone, and the eight princes also stepped on the yellow spring. The royal blood of the heaven court had been broken, and even the successors and masters had disappeared. There were also the powerful people in the heaven, from the old xianzun to the small star king. I don't know how many people died in the battle. Ye Chen almost wiped out the battle power at the peak. The fire of the war was burning too fiercely.

On the way back, too many old people took a deep breath and ran to the distance. When the dynasty was not there, the mood was melancholy. To our delight, there was a great emperor in the heaven. If we want to continue the dynasty, we would choose a new master to maintain order for the Emperor.

A great war came to an end.

The upper world is in ruins, and the lower one is in ruins. Each is rebuilding the mountain gate, and each is repairing the Daofu. There is an emperor sitting in the town. In the future, there will be no more such a big war. In the real sense, the heaven has ushered in a recuperation. There is tacit agreement between the two worlds to abide by a certain order.The night has come.

It was the bamboo grove or the immortal pool. Ye Chen was sitting on his knees like an old layer of meditation. His face was ruddy and his breath was even. A deduction of emperor Zun made his ninth generation miserable. Everywhere he went, the water of the immortal pool roamed, which contained surging divine power and poured into his body. It was warm and helped him wipe out potential killing opportunities.

He frowned slightly in the moonlight.

In the dark, he seems to be able to see a picture, which is a world-shaking melee, and a series of human figures with a lot of blood and blood, such as a round of scorching sun, all shining with demonic light. It is a holy body, the first kind of ancient holy body, and the other one is a terrible demon. The holy body is Dacheng holy body, and the gods and Demons belong to the imperial level.

The sky in the picture is bloody and dark. The sky is destroyed by a strange vision. There is no trace of light in the whole world. It is more terrible than the infernal hell. It is full of howling ghosts.

In a trance, you can see the flag of the ancient heaven.

The war was tragic. Countless first saints and countless demons were like a god of killing. They were cruel and bloodthirsty. They slaughtered the living creatures mercilessly until the heaven and earth were destroyed and the sky collapsed. Countless people rushed into the heaven. Countless people exploded into the blood mist. Every blood flower was a supreme respect. It was the real invasion of the emperor's way. The blood of the supreme and holy bodies filled the heaven and earth, Even the laws of the world are bloody.

The scuffle in the picture, I don't know when to stop, or the supreme one. One is the God of heaven and the other is the first great holy body, overlooking the world.

If you go to see the ancient heaven court, there is no emperor except that beautiful shadow. In other words, the emperor of the ancient heaven court has been completely destroyed except for her.

Ye Chen as like as two peas, and the face is pale, and the face is pale and staring at the shadow. It looks exactly like her Chu Xuan and Chu Ling. It is, without a doubt, the ancient emperor of heaven. Compared with the first body of heaven and the devil of heaven, her figure is very lonely, her long hair is messy and her looks are beautiful.

In this moment, the light suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen finally opened his eyes, but there was still a trace of tears hanging on his eyes. I don't know whether he is in love with the empress of heaven, or the face. The imperial power of the ancient heaven was completely destroyed. In that war, she fought alone. She should be extremely difficult to fight. He knew that state of mind, just like the invasion of demons in previous generations, his lonely charge.

"How could you see that terrible scuffle."

Ye Chen wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and murmured to himself that his heart was trembling, and his heart was filled with grief, and he lamented for the ancient heaven.

It took him a long time to get a clue.

It must be because of the holy communion that there is a certain origin between the first sacrament and the Holy Sacrament. Perhaps some kind of memory between the sacraments is handed down from generation to generation.

As the first kind of holy body, when it took part in the war, there must be some kind of memory left, which inadvertently saw and witnessed the imperial attack.

"You sleep long enough."

Outside the Xianchi lake, Jiang Taigong stood like an upright man, stroking his white beard. He was quite like an elder, but it was only there. If ye Chen hammered him, he still had to run.

"Long enough?" Ye Chen picked eyebrows, out of the fairy pool, "how long."

"Not much, March."

"Long enough." Ye Chen rubs his eyebrows and scolds Daozu in private. He still remembers the day when he thought that his secret skill was handed down by his ancestors. Who ever thought that it was the deduction of his memory, which made him a big fan.

"From my ancestors." Jiang Taigong brushed his hand, and a jade slip was suspended in the air, flashing a mysterious light, "the secret method of its inner seal should be what you want. It depends on your nature to understand it."

Ye Chen raised his hand to take it, scolded in more joy, said it! Daozu will pass on his secret arts. This terrible backfire is not for nothing. It's worth it.

Jiang Taigong did not speak any more and turned away.

Ye Chen saw a sword and stripped the emperor's way. The thief seldom used the whip of Taigong. If he wanted to strip it out and play for two days, it would be best to bring back the heaven.

Embarrassingly, the whip was humming. Instead of being stripped off, he was shocked very much, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

Tai Gong looked back and glanced at him. He saw that ye Chen put his head down to wipe blood. He felt comfortable and wanted to peel off my whip. You are not good at Taoism.

For a long time, ye Chencai crushed the jade slips, a divine sense, not into the sea of his God, there are four ancient characters, slowly emerged: Tao thousands.

Obviously, the name of this technique is numerous.

Ye Chen cross his knees, close his eyes again, and meditate.

The tenth emperor of the great Chu still has a good understanding. After some understanding, he will get the essence. This so-called Tao changes thousands of thousands, which is the same as his anti worldly reincarnation. One is to eliminate by reincarnation, the other by Tao. The reason why we want to add reincarnation power to the Tao is mostly related to the transmigrations.

Every reincarnated person, more or less, has a trace of reincarnation in his body, and his reverse reincarnation is aimed at that reincarnation, and needs to strengthen the power of the last reincarnation. This is the mystery.