"What magic weapon?"

Ye chenlian hurriedly asked.

"The supreme artifact of the thirty-three days, one of the seven treasures of Hongjun, and the holy cup of human slaughter!"

Chaotic Yan Emperor's tone was sonorous.

"The seven treasures of Hongjun, the holy cup of human slaughter?"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. You know, Hongjun's seven treasures were all made by Hongjun's ancestors. Each one has extremely powerful power.

For example, the magic compass building in Wutian's hand is one of the seven treasures of Hongjun.

Ye Chen did not expect that in the treasure of chaotic Yan Emperor, there was also a magic weapon left by Hongjun, called the holy cup of human slaughter.

"This man slaughtered the holy cup, which was made by Hongjun's ancestors."

"In those years, Hongjun's ancestors tried countless ways to prove the truth."

"Among them, he tried to prove the Tao by killing, killing hundreds of millions of creatures in the universe and accumulating endless blood of killing sins."

The chaotic Yan Emperor's voice said with emotion.

"Hundreds of millions of creatures in the universe? Hongjun's ancestor actually..."

Ye Chen felt incredible.

Emperor Yan of chaos glanced at Ye Chen and said with some disdain: "hehe, otherwise you think Hongjun was a good man? There is no difference between good and bad in that realm. For them, the secular morality of good and evil is like shit. Everything can be killed in order to prove the Tao."

Ye Chen was shocked. Think about it carefully. Emperor chaotic Yan was right.

How can a big man like Hongjun's ancestor stick to secular morality? As long as he has the ability to resolve the cause and effect of blood evil and kill hundreds of millions of people, that is, he can play his fingers.

Emperor chaotic Yan then said, "the man who slaughtered the holy cup is Hongjun's ancestor. He cast it with the blood and bones of hundreds of millions of creatures, and then quenched it with his own killing thoughts. The breath is incomparably terrible."

"Old Hongjun had a nickname called 'human slaughter' in those days. The people he left behind slaughtered the holy cup, which was murderous."

"I accidentally got the holy cup of human slaughter. Just touching it, my heart was almost swallowed by endless killing thoughts."

"That holy grail is unimaginably terrible."

The chaotic Yan Emperor's voice has a trace of fear. Even at his peak, he can't resist the man's murderous spirit of slaughtering the holy cup.

It can be imagined how terrible it was for that man to kill the holy cup.

"Boy, if you want to prove the truth by killing, go and find my treasure. The most precious magic weapon in my treasure house is the man's holy cup."

"You have a strong heart and may be able to withstand the impact of the holy cup of human slaughter."

After hearing the words of chaotic Yan Emperor, ye Chen is still in great shock and shock.

He didn't think that Hongjun's ancestor was still slaughtered by people. He had killed countless creatures in order to prove that there was nothing.

The man's holy cup was forged with countless blood, bones, corpses, human lives, killing thoughts.

If you can really get the human slaughter holy cup and successfully refine it, perhaps Ye Chen can prove the Tao by killing, understand the ultimate meaning of the military formula, and don't have to kill relatives and friends.

"Elder, where is your treasure? Where is it from the fire?"

Ye chenlian hurriedly asked.

If you want to get the holy cup of human slaughter, you must at least find a place away from the fire.

The chaotic Yan Emperor rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know. Things have changed, mountains and rivers have reversed, and the sea has changed. After so long, even I can't find the existence of the realm of fire. I can only rely on you."

Ye Chen was a little speechless and said, "OK."

At that moment, ye Chen gathered her mind and continued to guide the Jiuyou sword soul in Tingyu sword into reincarnation sky sword.

……

At this time, the night lost endlessly and returned to the sword gate of the Taishang world in frustration.

Boom——

The whole sword gate was shrouded in haze, thunderclouds shook, and there was a trace of disaster gas covering the four fields, which seemed very surprised.

The night was endless. I was surprised. I knew that I had lost the rain listening sword, which caused a great omen. There was an unexpected disaster gas enveloping the Mountain Gate of Jianmen.

"Endless, the palm teaches you to go over!"

Several streamers came from afar and fell in front of the endless night. They were several elders of the sword gate.

The first one was the old man who wanted to stop him before he set out.

"Elder song, i..."

The night is endless. I'm ashamed and my eyes are depressed.

The elder's name was song Ji and said in a cold voice, "needless to say, the palm teacher told you to go right away!"

The night was endless and nodded sadly, "yes."

He knew that he was defeated and lost the rain listening sword. This matter is of great importance and must have affected the cause and effect of heaven's mystery.

Even if he doesn't say it, the top leaders of Jianmen will know the context when they see the disaster coming.

The night was endless, and he strode into the mountain gate. There was a thunderstorm in the sky. He only felt a burst of desolation.

All the way, the night is endless and you come to the cave of Jianmen sect.

The leader of the sword sect, named Zhang Qingyu, is an expert at the level of immeasurable heavenly king.

There is a picture hanging in his cave.

Night endlessly lowered his head and walked into the painting.

Zhang Qingyu failed in his preaching. His body was crushed into a piece of paper. Life in the real world was quite difficult, so he closed in the painting world at ordinary times.

In the world in the painting, the landscape is dyed with ink. Everything is hazy and dyed with water and ink.

The night is endless. With each step, there is a pool of ink rippling under your feet.

Not long after he came in, song Ji and other elders followed him in.

In the ink splashing landscape ahead, the ink rhyme flutters and distorts for a while, gathering the figure of Zhang Qingyu, the leader of the sword sect.

With his hands on his back, Zhang Qingyu looked at the endless night and said:

"Endless, how did you challenge the Lord of reincarnation?"

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