"But the emptiness here is beyond my control. If you want to find him, you may have to find some additional help!"

The array slowly lights up, and the consciousness of Ye Chen and the demon emperor who covers the sky enters it. Their bodies seem to have been swallowed up and directly turned into a dark light, floating towards the sky.

They entered several mysterious places, which turned into several cages, as if they were holding something terrible.

The mind wanders, and the consciousness swings from side to side. Ye Chen and Zhetian demon emperor only felt that the world around them had become nothingness, as if they were composed of original particles, emitting light.

"Strange... Why can't you find the place of tianhunzi?"

The demon emperor frowned and asked.

The vague shadow has sent them here and said they need additional help.

They walked all the way, what they saw was the vast void, and there was no trace to find.

"The man said that if he wants to find the place where tianhunzi is, he needs additional help. He can only send us to this boundary, but can't help us locate it."

What is the extra help?

Ye Chen fell into meditation for a moment.

At this time, the grass in the picture has a new movement.

"Eh?"

Ye Chen was also surprised to find such abnormalities.

The grass seems to be urging.

The grass has stayed in Ye Chen for some time and has formed a tacit understanding with him.

"You mean, you want me to take out those swords?"

Ye Chen felt the idea from the grass carefully, and felt it in the vague divine consciousness.

The grass jumped twice in place, as if praising Ye Chen for guessing right.

Ye Chen couldn't laugh or cry about it. He stretched out his hand and three heavenly swords were quietly suspended in the air.

This time, Xiaocao chose the wild devil Tianjian without hesitation.

Seeing this, ye Chen's eyes became a little flashing.

Wu Yao's soul is sleeping in the wild demon sky sword. Is it possible that the whereabouts of the soul son this day is related to Wu Yao?

However, Wu Yao has been sleeping. Unless he can reach the land of reincarnation, he can hope to revive him. Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

But the soul of the old lord is still sleeping in it. Is it... Related to the old lord?

Ye Chen poured a wisp of divine thoughts into the wasteland demon sky sword, and mixed with the chaos here.

Then something strange happened.

That wisp of the soul of the old Lord came back to life.

The invincible King's Qi gradually spread. In the void, the mysterious throne loomed and was very vast.

On its upper wall sat the figure of a middle-aged man. His appearance was like majesty, his eyes were like the sea and his body was like the universe. The endless spirit of the king hovered on it and filled the fields.

"This is..."

The demon emperor had never seen the old lord, but he could also judge some clues from his majesty.

After all, he stayed with the old alliance and Wutian for too long.

For a long time, he almost integrated into the old League.

Ye Chen nodded, and everything was silent.

The demon emperor controlled his expression well, but he still couldn't help shaking and sighing in his heart.

It is said that among the eight heavenly swords, all parts of the souls of the old lord are sealed. The power of the Heavenly Sword comes from this. It takes the soul as the carrier to radiate its power.

But there are almost no people who can really contact the soul of the old lord.

After all, the old master's eyes were higher than the top, and ordinary people wouldn't pay attention at all.

Only the emergence of the top treasures of the old era, or people with great luck, can make the old initiative wake up.

The awakening of the old lord is accompanied by a torrent of time.

That is the illusion of the law of time.

When the old Lord opened his eyes, he woke up from nothingness, and the strange light connected the stars, one by one, incomparably bright.

Like the waves on the coast, but when they leave the shore, they roll up thousands of waves.

The old lord has experienced the changes of the times, ups and downs in the world of heaven, singing with the years, and stopping in the long river of history.

Although his strength has not surpassed all natural spirits, nor has he reached the summit of the real world, it is still an immortal legend.

"What... Awakened me?"

The old lord, vaguely, seemed to see layers of great changes in history, and the picture of the alternation of the old and new times always lingered in his mind.

The picture of the war was sometimes clear and sometimes vague. Some memories were too far away. He only remembered that in the last war, his generals fought with blood, and the enemy allies had broken through the imperial palace of the old city.

Each soul has its own memory, and the soul of the old lord in the wasteland demon sky sword has awakened some memories.

Seeing that the visitor was Ye Chen, the old lord had some doubts, but he was not surprised.

The doubt in Ye Chen's heart is stronger.

He did not use the power of tianwu Wolong Sutra to summon the soul of the old lord, but the grass.

"Old lord, we may need your help. The spatial rules of this place are too strange. If we don't pay attention, we will lose it."

Ye Chen said the purpose of their trip.

When the old Lord heard the speech, he looked everywhere. In his eyes, the prohibition of emptiness turned into cages one after another, tossing back and forth in the river of time.

"This seems to be... A legacy of an era."

This time, he saw more clearly. Those cages floated from the depths of darkness. They were extremely magnificent and huge. He could only see their shape, not peep into the scene inside.

In every cage, there is a terrible existence!

They are the strong men of an ancient era sealed.

"I didn't expect that there are still some things left in that era." the old lord sighed and said slowly.

Ye Chen and the demon emperor were surprised.

At that time, the old lord even knew!

"Old lord, did you ever know the background of that era?" Ye Chen couldn't help but step forward and asked.

The old lord nodded, but he looked a little confused.

"I know some, but there is only some residual information in my soul, so I can't tell it in detail."

"But it doesn't matter!"

"That era... Before the old era, both Hongjun and Wuzu, or Xihuang Pangu Nuwa, were the inheritors of that era."

The old lord tried to search the memory in his mind and said slowly.

The great consummation era of Hongjun's ancestors and Wuzu is closer to the old days.

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