The big Chu under the night is peaceful and peaceful.

Snow is still falling, reflecting the moonlight, every petal is like a dream.

Yunv peak.

Or the old tree, I do not know how many rings carved in eternity, the people under the tree, all white hair, waiting for 10000 years, still no snow stop.

Zheng! Hum!

There are too many imperial instruments suspended, there are imperial swords, there are divine mirrors... All of them are the life tools of all the women. Around a pile of scrap iron, it is trembling, and the hum is hard to hide the sadness.

It's not scrap iron, it's chaos God tripod.

Ten thousand years ago, ye Chen fought against Tiandao. It and Zhuxian sword came to an end together. After the reincarnation of Ye Chen's Tiandao, the fragments of chaos God tripod were picked up one by one, and the soul was long gone. The destruction of the body and the destruction of God were just immortal materials.

Ten thousand years, not waiting for ye Chen.

Ten thousand years, can not reshape the chaos God tripod.

The moon is bright.

A white haired woman, leaning against the old tree, fell into a deep sleep, sleeping peacefully, tears in the corner of her eyes, but a smile hanging from the corner of her mouth. She should have had a beautiful dream, which is not in reality, but in the dream, just like the man named Ye Chen.

"I'm afraid I can't tell the real from the unreal."

God God sighed, holding on to the emperor who was too deep, obviously already had some magic obstacles.

Qi did not speak.

Today's women, and the last era of her, how much like, like puppets, also like addicted to drugs, most of the time, the basic delirium, Taigu road to give the world a chance, that moment, the most real life.

Oh!

God Zun closed his eyes and looked at the whole universe.

When it is in full swing, it declines.

The eternity in the reincarnation of heaven has been gradually declining. For thousands of years, the flowers and plants have not withered, but now they have; the rivers have no intention of drying up, and now they have, and the eternal glory is not as bright as that in those years.

Since this day, no one has become emperor for ten years.

It is also from this day that the spiritual power of heaven and earth is becoming increasingly thin, and the breakthrough is difficult, and it is gradually increasing. In addition, it is a kind of unspeakable repression.

Yuwai, the empress is back.

It has been fifty years since she left. She is quite tired. She has not found the universe. She has also suffered a lot. She has run into many difficulties.

She was aware of the changes in the heavens.

However, the road is limited, and it is difficult to reverse the universe.

She's back, and God is gone.

Over the years, the two people go out in this way alternately. They go farther and farther, searching for the universe and the baby. I wish the Xingzi baby return to the unknown.

In this way, it is possible to revive Ye Chen.

It is a pity that the baby disappeared, how to find can not be found.

"Another year."

Under the moon, the kings of the great Chu gathered together to worship in front of the statue.

Since there is no lack of God Xuanfeng, or so dull.

Qianshangyue is also there. The kings look at her strangely. It used to be, and now is, mainly because of this marriage. The whole moon emperor is very embarrassed. So the talented person, the daughter of the moon emperor, is attracted to shenxuanfeng. So, if it comes to seniority, most people still have to call her ancestor.

Equally embarrassed, there is Chu cangzong.

Such as the world of mortals, but once hammered the old father-in-law, even though cangzong of Chu was the emperor, every time he saw the red dust, he only felt that his whole body was unnatural. That night, he was beaten by the red dust. Even after ten thousand years, there was still a shadow.

Compared with them, Dickie is really plain.

Bathed in the snow for thousands of years, she took liudao and traveled all over the mountains and rivers. In many corners of the world, you can see him and her figure. In addition to the six roads, they are very dull and empty. No matter where you look at them, they are very well matched.

Ten years later, the Lord returned.

This time, there was a lot of movement.

He found the universe, such as ye Chen at that time, and found a broken small universe, which was not big. It was about the same as that of the southern Chu Dynasty. The civilization in the universe had already died out, and it took him a long time to show his vitality.

Boom!

With a roar, the small universe merged into the sky.

At that moment, the world was full of splendor.

Then, the eternal light and rain poured down, and the gradually withered universe seemed to be rejuvenated. On that day, some people testified and became emperor, and they were not one.

This is an excellent start.

If you find enough universes, they will last forever.

There is nature, there is adversity.

On the second day after the return of the deity, some unidentified creatures came. They were human monsters. They were real wasteland emperors. A black cloud covered the whole universe.

The World War I has been fighting for many years.

It took a hundred years for the empress and shenzun to kill the humanoid monster. For this reason, both of them were nearly destroyed.

"How many terrible beings are there outside the universe?"

The emperors were not calm, and they were awed by the vanity of the universe.

Or are they too low to see another world.The empress closed the door, and the deity also closed. It took ten years to recover the wounds. The cosmic monsters ignored even the eternal blood. Both of them had already realized that eternity is not omnipotent.

"Seven."

The gongs and drums in the starry sky ring all over the world.

It's the cow. It's the monkey.

As brothers, they are really dedicated to their work. However, today's appearance is not very harmonious. They are beaten to be out of shape. They are also blamed for their dishonesty. They have been beaten badly.

They are still good, and the others are lying at home?

Honglian's temper is not very good, and the evil devil is also a violent emperor. There are always some little rabbits who don't have long eyes. They always look for stimulation. She and the empress of the red lotus have brought her brothers together and hammered them together.

In this way, Moyuan and muliuqing did not get involved.

Look! Some people can't stand the scene without his seventh son.

The more so, the more gongs and drums have to be played.

Must let Ye Chen die to come back, take them together to pretend to force a take-off.

This is a peach blossom forest.

There are snowflakes flying, there are peach blossoms, really a dream Wonderland.

Flowers and trees in the deep, you can see the dream and the sky.

It's a good day to play chess.

Zhun Huang emperor level chess, extraordinary, picking up pieces, playing is the Tao, all kinds of visions, all kinds of deduction, and the ethereal voice of heaven is infinite.

There is another person besides them.

Nai dizun was tied up and hung on the tree. He was shaking and shaking with the wind. He was not honest. He was beaten up by the dream devil. He has been hanging here for decades. He is still his ninth generation. The first one is too embarrassed. He once blew up the ruthless man of Tianxu. He was stunned by the clothes and clothes he was packing.

Up to now, he was still choked with a rag.

The two women are quite leisurely, seemingly ignoring the existence of the goods and playing quietly.

Dream evil Qiao eyebrow tiny frown, should be the wind down.

In the same way, she was once the God of heaven and the God who had cut a knife by himself. This is far from the dream of magic. She has been holding this piece for ten years without putting it on the chessboard.

In the eleventh year, I saw her drop off lightly.

However, hand to half empty, she suddenly stopped, subconsciously raised the eyes.

The same lift eyes, there is self in the sky.

Even the emperor Zun, who was hanged there, turned his eyes around.

Stop.

After ten thousand years of snow, it stopped for a moment without warning.