"Three types..."

Suddenly, ye Chen, who was absorbed, only felt the blood splashing in front of him, and the invincible figure of Jishen became more and more unreal.

Tick.

Tick.

Drops of blood essence fell, and he found that at some time, two lines of blood and tears were bubbling in his pupils.

"What kind of means is this? With my cultivation, I can't even observe it!



Ye Chen gave a wry smile, and a strong tingling sensation came. His spirit was slowly cracking. Take a more look, I'm afraid he would die.

He hurriedly displayed the reincarnation of the holy soul sky and the Hongmeng starry sky, which was a bit stable.

The picture in front of him was instantly cut off. He stood under the starry sky. The bright star was still like that at first sight.

"Are they all illusions?"

Ye Chen murmured to himself. What he had just seen was the scene of the evolution of the silent God with the magic power of heaven.

Tick, tick.

Blood and tears still flowed unstoppably, and his spirit gradually stabilized!

"Even so, can't I break the remaining four forms?"

After a while, the voice of silence came:

"That's it!"

"You haven't stepped into the mysterious realm of heaven. In the face of six types of pressure, this world can't keep its body from breaking. It's valuable that you can understand one or two of them."

"In the future, you still need to step out on your own. These two methods are enough for self-protection. If necessary, when you reach the top in the future, you will break the coffin of your ancestors. My last understanding is reserved for you!"

The voice of the silent God gradually dissipated under the starry sky, and the originally bright stars dimmed. In the dark sky, in front of Ye Chen, a dark coffin loomed in front of him.

"Elder, are you still there?"

There was a strong wish in Ye Chen's voice. How he hoped that the man sitting beside him on the star just now would answer again.

Only the cold dark copper coffin and the dim stars can respond to him.

"I will remember every word you say. In this world, ye Chen is there, and Ji Shen is there!"

Ye Chen whispered to the dark starry sky alone.

……

At the same time, the realm of silence.

The blonde and the beautiful woman looked sad, and they seemed to feel something.

Not far from their sides, Jiang Meiyin squatted under an ancient bodhi tree, leaned against the thick trunk that they couldn't hold with their arms, and buried her head in silence.

Anyone can see that under her slightly trembling body, there is a silent sob.

Boom!

In the sky, the black thunder flashed a dazzling light, and there was a faint sound of dragons to devour all things. In the originally broken realm of silence, countless spirit birds and birds scattered, gathered in a few miles around the blonde man and the beautiful woman.

It seems that only these two people can make them feel at ease.

Not long after, in the space of the silent god world, bursts of black drizzle fell, dispersing a lot of vitality, more like ink dyeing. The spirit grass everywhere slowly began to wither, and the withered leaves were blown by the drizzle, covering Jiang Meiyin's head.

"Master, is this the great world you see?"

At this time, Jiang Meiyin curled up like a helpless child and muttered to herself:

"No wonder my brother and I were naughty at that time. You always smiled and said nothing. Maybe that playful evening is the most beautiful scenery in the world!"

"Is the present world so desolate?"

Looking up, the silent god world seemed to be a world without any color, only chaos like darkness, and the plants and trees were emitting sad palpitations.

The blonde man and the beautiful woman answered, "what the master showed you is not the desolation of this end of the world."

Several broken voices sounded, and under the skirt of the beautiful woman, nine gorgeous plumes, like a magic needle for mending the world, lit up the sky and reflected the desolate earth. She was repairing the world that had no owner with her own divine power.

"Look there!"

The blonde man was particularly serious, and he did not stop the beautiful woman from destroying her divine power.

Jiang Meiyin looked in the direction he pointed out. The Shenhong road paved with nine colors of brilliance extended straight to the deep space, and a human figure came faintly.

"Master... No, it's... Ye Chen?"

At that moment, she had an illusion that her master Ji Shen came back on the nine color rainbow.

"What the master wants you to see is not this broken world. The future has come to us, and no one can stop it."

"What he wants you to see is hope!"

Hope flickered in the eyes of the beautiful woman, and ye Chen's figure was beyond the distant sky.

On the indifferent figure, carrying a dark copper coffin, he came slowly. With every step, he drank away the dark silence here.

With Ye Chen's pace moving, the originally desolate realm of silence once again regained its former look.

"This boy really became the master's closing disciple. Even Zhou Tianqing, who killed the sky knife, didn't get this treatment in those days."

Seeing ye Chen's return, the blonde man hid his previous sadness in his eyes and lit up a pair of eager lights again. The originally tight face of the beautiful woman beside him was also breaking through tears to smile at the moment:

"Yes, it seems that under the starry sky, he suppressed forever!"

The blonde scratched his head: "Hey, at that time, we were around him. For a moment, we were all old guys."

Ye Chen's heart sank when he saw several people on the top of the mountain. It seemed that they already knew.

"I've seen two predecessors."

The blonde stepped forward and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder: "hahahaha, good, good!"

Last second, he was still laughing. Suddenly, the tip of his nose was sour, and he blushed and said, "only my master can match the first coffin under the eternal starry sky."

Ye Chen whispered:

"Elder, he's not dead!"

In a word, everyone present was stunned, looking at him in disbelief, and Jiang Meiyin stared at Ye Chen directly.

"If I control reincarnation in the future, I will make my predecessors reappear in the world. This ancestral coffin is an opportunity!"

Ye Chen said firmly.

The blonde man and the beautiful woman looked at each other and smiled. They forgot that the boy was the Lord of reincarnation.

Controlling the existence of reincarnation is indeed qualified to judge life and death!

"Otherwise, let the girl Meiyin witness!"

The beautiful woman cast a approving look, patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, and said softly, "although this ancestral coffin and your reincarnation can make the silent god world come back to life, you should also know that it is just a flash in the pan, after all, it has no owner."

Ye Chen just wanted to say something, but she was stopped by a beautiful woman.

"The barren power of the ancestral coffin can be clearly felt even across the coffin. If you leave it in the realm of silence, the world may die faster."

The beautiful woman took Jiang Meiyin's hand and gently handed it to Ye Chen: "this girl, please take care of her in the future. In case the master comes back one day, you have to tear down your bones and cook soup for her."

Somehow, this joke, the presence of a few people, but even the idea of pulling the corners of their mouths can not mention, how to see, all seem to be explaining the afterlife.