Boom! Boom!

The hum of the heavens is still on, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, like the beating heart of a man. Every time there is a roar, the mind of the world trembles.

"It's like this in two or three days. It doesn't make any noise."

"God knows, it's the devil who's making trouble again."

"There is always a sense of disaster."

Under the sky, there are so many murmuring voices, too many people look at the empty eyes, all of which are covered with haze. Most of the time, the monk's premonition is fulfilled.

I don't know when, the roar just annihilated.

Ye Chen closed his eyes. His eyes were bright and dark. So was the sword Zun on his side. Although he was not as powerful as ye Chen, he was not as weak as ye Chen.

"Send me into the black hole." Jian Zun said.

"It's not a good place." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"To understand Tao in solitude is to have the first intention." Jian Zun smiles, and his eyes are incorruptible. The so-called original heart is also Daoxin, which is to precipitate his supreme Kendo in the boundless darkness.

Ye Chen did not say more, the palm of his hand gently placed on the shoulder of the sword, giving great reincarnation to heaven.

Reappear, they are already in the black hole.

"If you have time, I will help you find a demon, a living one." Ye Chen dry cough way, "younger generation has great use, don't a sword to split into ash again."

Jian Zun hears it, and then he knows why Ye Chen looked at him before. Why is it so strange? His sword doesn't matter. The whole Ye Chen is very embarrassed. He finally finds a lively demon and is chopped into the gate of ghosts by his sword. It's really hard to find him again.

Without words, the sword revered turned his body in silence and walked away step by step. He went straight to the deep of the darkness. His back was desolate and lonely.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and watched him go. He should have understood that the elder master of Kendo had already seen through the world of mortals and wanted to understand Tao in solitude.

In the era of the change of emperor's way, the suppression of emperor's way was weakened to the utmost, and the speed was faster and faster. Anyone could become an emperor, and jianzun was no exception. If he could not do it well, he might really be able to prove the truth in solitude.

It was not until jianzun's back disappeared in the darkness that ye Chen turned around and suppressed his impulse to explode the hammer. It was mo Qin who should be robbed and sold his paintings all over the world.

Once again, he's incarnated.

This is march again.

In March, the starry sky in the sky was much calmer than in the past, and the people of Honghuang were never found again. However, the roaring sound sounded from time to time. It was like the death knell from hell, shaking people's hearts, and many people were awakened in their dreams.

"It's a harbinger of catastrophe again."

At the top of Tianxu forbidden area, the king of heaven quietly looks up at Cang Miao, and worries are hard to cover in his eyes.

"It should be."

Huangquan Tianwang leisurely Road, eyes also have worries, but more than the sky empty king is a touch of firmness.

Oh!

Other heavenly kings sigh, worry and firmness, engraved is tired, have witnessed countless vicissitudes, but also been worn to pieces by the years.

Deep in the black hole, ye Chen settled down and looked into the distance.

There, there is a sea of blood, the blood mist is dense and hazy, sometimes you can hear the howling of ghosts, Rao is Ye Chen's state of mind, can not help but trance, there are too many evil thoughts, resentment, evil ideas, has already bred evil spirits.

Under Ye Chen's feet, a golden sea of immortals was born, which swallowed the heaven and earth all the way, and submerged the sea of blood. The evil spirits in it, such as the howling ghosts, could not escape his obliteration. That should be a kind of relief.

The sea of blood was swallowed up, and the purple gourd flew out again, sucking a trace of emperor Yun, because the sea of blood was once a battlefield, and the emperor participated in the war.

Ye Chen saw too many battles along the way.

It is not difficult to imagine that in the ancient times, the battle between heaven and the first holy body and the demons spread far and wide. The invasion of the emperor's way was not only the way to heaven, but also the space black hole. This is also the reason why there were broken imperial vessels in the black holes.

Unfortunately, after a few months of walking back and forth, they did not see the broken emperor soldiers again.

The journey is endless.

Jian Zun's back is lonely, ye Chen's back is like a ghost, wandering in the boundless darkness, and continues to search for the living demon.

He had gone far enough, and he was not sure whether the darkness he was in had ever been there. When he set out to search for the sky, he spent a hundred years in the black hole. In those years, he did not know what light was.

I don't know what day, he came out of the black hole.

In the distance, the starry River roams, the Starry Sea is turbulent, the bright starlight seems to carry a long story, shining on the starry sky and reflecting the vicissitudes of life.

It was a mysterious sea of stars, wrapped in a holy land of monks.

Ye Chen and sacrifice domain gate, across the sea of stars.

When he fell again, it was the northern mountain of xuanhuang.

Under the night, the xuanhuang is quiet and peaceful. The ancient cities, such as pearls, are inlaid on the earth. The clouds around them dim the boundlessness.

No one knows that the holy body has come to xuanhuang. Where the monks gather, they all talk about the legend of the holy body.Ye Chen crossed the ancient star, crossed a Xiongjiang River, and stopped in front of a mountain. Inside, there was a big space. The space of Jiuli nationality was the hometown of Beisheng.

Hum!

With a hum, there is a light door to the sky.

Ye Chen raised his feet and stepped in.

It is the princess of this clan who sacrificed himself and washed away his demons with the power of purifying the world.

Or that steep mountain, ye Chen falls gently.

In my eyes, I saw a tomb, which was also the clothes Tomb of Beisheng. On the small tombstone, her name was also engraved: Jiuli muxue.

This is the first time that he saw the name of Bei Sheng, which was only four words. It was so dazzling that he was in a trance. It seemed that he saw the woman in white again. He was as holy as a fairy in a dream.

"Here it is."

Behind him, there was a hoarse voice, and a figure had been illusory. He was the Lord of the nine tribes and the father of Beisheng. He was in his prime, but he had gray hair, and his back was slightly bent, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

Ye Chen stood still and bowed over. It was his daughter who saved him with her life. He owed both Beisheng and this father. The white haired man sent the black haired man. In recent years, without his daughter's father, he should have lived a miserable life.

"She chose it. You don't have to blame yourself."

Nine Li saints smile farfetched, and to the North holy tomb, for his daughter to brush the dust of the years.

Under the moon, there are petals flying, reflecting the starlight, colorful, one after another, falling on the tomb, there are flowers everywhere, like women's fragrance.

Breeze, a woman's virtual shadow, startled a Hong, in the world, also to Ye Chen, look back and smile, her sweet, is the world.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"You're right. It's my Xueer."

The holy master of Jiuli said with a smile.

"Is she... Still there?" Ye Chen asked in a hurry.

"Live in the heart of my Jiuli people." The holy master of Jiuli sat down and put forward the wine pot. "You should have heard of the power of offering. It is because of the worship of my family and the immortal method of my family that you gathered the shadow."

Ye Chen didn't speak, her eyes twinkled with light.

He has heard of the power of offering sacrifices. It is a kind of metaphysical and mysterious power. It is invisible and invisible, but it really exists. For example, Taoist temples, Buddhist temples and temples are worshipped by many people. They are similar to incense and fire, and they are also similar to Buddhist Chanting power. When they are gathered invisibly, many become spirits.

"To have a spirit is hope."

His eyes are full of hope.

"In the history of my family, there is no precedent for resurrecting by this method. From the beginning to the end, it is only a shadow." The Lord of nine Li shook his head helplessly.

"I firmly believe that she can be revived."

Ye Chen left a word, opened to turn the body, step out of the nine Li nationality, straight to the huangquan forbidden area.