"Cough..."

After pulling out the knife, ye Chen's strength was exhausted, his muscles and bones ached, and his face turned pale. The knife body automatically retracted into the sheath. He knelt on one knee because of excessive effort.

The emperor's holy knife is quite sharp, but the strength consumed by drawing the knife is also amazing. Just pulling the knife once, ye Chen was emptied of all aura.

Huan Meixin looked at the brilliance, the sharpness and the sanctity of the knife, and was completely stunned.

Her slender hands covered the small mouth of cherry, and her eyes were full of tears. Her delicate body couldn't help shaking, and finally the tears fell down her cheeks.

She actually cried.

"Why are you crying?"

Ye Chen swallowed a pill to replenish blood and return Qi, stood up with the blade, and gasped. Seeing Huan Meixin crying, she was immediately surprised.

Huan Meixin was speechless, sitting on a big Bluestone and looking at the broken space gap in the sky. It seemed that she couldn't believe it. Ye Chen really pulled out the emperor's holy knife.

Although it is only a small section, the sharp edge of this small section of the blade is enough to cut the sky and the earth...

Ye Chen saw that she didn't speak and it was difficult to interfere, so he waited silently.

After half an hour, Huan Meixin's mood recovered, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, stared at Ye Chen, and said, "in fact, I am the Dharma protector of the fantasy family. The emperor's holy knife is brought out of no time and space by our fantasy family. Our fantasy family, like the wilderness family and the sword family, is a race fleeing from no time and space."

Ye Chen heard her say about her family background and the origin of the emperor's holy knife. She was surprised and said, "the emperor's holy knife is something of your fantasy family? Doesn't it belong to the king's palace?"

Huan Meixin looked at the holy knife in Ye Chen's hand, and her eyes and thoughts were complex. She said, "our illusionists once predicted that whoever can pull out the emperor's holy knife will be the Savior of our illusionists."

"However, since ancient times, no one in our fantasy home has been able to pull out the emperor's holy knife."

"Finally, we had no choice but to give the emperor's holy knife to the king of the world hall, hoping that the powerful king of the world could pull out the sword and get out of the scabbard. Unexpectedly, the king of the world also failed."

Hearing this, ye Chen's heart jumped and said, "do you want to say that I am the Savior of your fantasy home?"

Huan Meixin shook her head and said, "I don't know. After all, you can't pull out all the blade, but it's an unprecedented great undertaking to pull out a small part. It's worthy of being the Lord of reincarnation in the legend."

"My sister appreciates you very much."

Speaking of the end, Huan Meixin's mood seemed to have been completely calm, and she was very interested, squeezing her eyes at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen coughed twice and said, "I don't care what prophecy you illusionists have, but according to the agreement, I can pull out the holy knife. You have to tell me the whereabouts of Tianbei."

Huan Meixin said, "I don't know the whereabouts of Tianbei. I just know a clue."

Ye Chen said, "cable is also OK. Tell me."

He deduces that the means are all powerful. As long as there is a clue, he may be able to see the real location of the Tianbei by taking a look at it with a star sky water mirror.

Huan Meixin looked around a little dignified and said, "the Tianbei is extremely mysterious and important. This is not the place to talk. Otherwise, we will die if we are caught by some nameless monsters. If it's convenient for you, please follow me to my fantasy home."

Ye Chen felt a chill in his heart, thinking that since there was a clue of Tianbei, it would be all right to go to the magic home, not to mention that magic Meixin did not mean any harm to him.

"OK, I'll go with you."

Ye Chen nodded and promised to come down.

"Very good."

Huan Meixin also nodded, immediately tearing out a space tunnel, pulling Ye Chen to step in, walking and saying:

"Recently, my illusionist family produced a peerless genius named illusionist star rain. Four days after Jin ascended to heaven and xuanjing, he successfully chopped off the shackles and cut the shackles 96 times. He said that he was possible to pull out the emperor's holy knife and asked me to go to the king's palace to get it back."

Ye Chen said, "it's really a genius to cut ninety-six flails."

This is also the number of flail chopped by the supreme goddess.

The magic star rain, whose flail is equivalent to that of the heavenly daughter, can naturally be called a genius, and even the other party wants to pull out the emperor's holy knife.

Huan Meixin said, "unfortunately, the JieWang palace has recently been controlled by the emperor Shitian, and the jiewang has become a puppet. I can't get back the emperor's holy knife, so I have been dormant in the dark, looking for opportunities."

"Unexpectedly, the emperor's holy knife fell into your hand."

Ye Chen said slightly, "then, do you want to take back the emperor's holy knife from me?"

The emperor's holy knife is an artifact without artifact. Ye Chen naturally doesn't want to give it up, but it's something of the illusionist family after all. If the illusionist family wants to take it back, ye Chen will return it to its original owner and won't bite it.

Huan Meixin shook her head and said, "I don't know. Let's see how the elders decide."

After a pause, she was a little playful, winked at Ye Chen, and said, "but my sister likes you, and this knife is in your hand. My sister is very satisfied, just afraid that magic star rain won't."

Ye Chen looked at Huan Meixin's enchanting appearance, his heart like a rock, gently shook his head, noncommittal.

How to deal with the emperor's holy knife, or go to the ancestral land of the magic home, and then make a decision.

Compared with the emperor's holy knife, ye Chen cares more about the whereabouts of the Tianbei.

If the Tianbei can be found, his reincarnation blood will be completely restored.

Along the space tunnel, ye Chen followed Huan Meixin and soon came to the ancestral land of Huan family.

At the moment when he came to the magic home, ye Chen could hardly believe his eyes.

Because this place is so dilapidated.

What appeared in front of Ye Chen was an almost deserted village.

In the village, houses made of wood and thatch are desolate and dilapidated. From a distance, you can see many collapsed temples and altars.

"Is this the ancestral land of your fantasy home?"

Ye Chen was also surprised to see the ancestral land of the magic family so dilapidated.

Huan Meixin said, "yes."

Ye Chen said, "why is it so dilapidated?"

Huan Meixin sighed, "because of the Tianbei."

Ye Chen said, "Tianbei?"

Huan Meixin said, "yes, it is said that the ancestor of our fantasy family once wanted to take charge of the Tianbei, but he failed and was cursed by the Tianbei."

"Under the curse of Tianbei, my fantasy home will never sink and never have a chance to rise again."

"Now my fantasy home, my luck has almost disappeared. Maybe the king of the world just thought that my fantasy home had been destroyed, so he transferred the emperor's holy knife to you."

"At present, in this situation, only the legendary savior appears, can we revitalize our illusory home."

Ye Chen said, "so you said I was the Savior?"

Huan Meixin shrugged his shoulders and said, "maybe, the forefathers predicted that there would be someone who could pull out the emperor's holy knife and take charge of the monument in the future, remove the curse of my fantasy family, and let my fantasy family rise again, even beyond reality and return to no time and space."