Chapter 1567： Gravekeeper!

At this time, Ye Chen continued to absorb one strand of the remaining dragon **** and merged them into the Danhai to bless the origin.

Moreover, his origin is condensed little by little, with every extra strand, there is more potential, and his combat power is also rising.

However, the energy of Dragon Ball is too domineering, and it is difficult to digest it in a short time. In this state, he has no intention of going through the nine heavens, so he needs to find a secluded mountain forest and retreat for a period of time.

The air of the dragon path around him continuously poured into Ye Xuanyong's holy body, nourishing his holy bones and blood. He was bathed in the halo of the dragon path like a spring breeze, which was very strange.

Ye Chen was constantly absorbing the aura of the dragon way, and the aura around him continued to permeate, gathering towards Ye Chen from all directions, purifying his holy body with majestic momentum.

Gradually, his skin was covered with dragon scales again, crystal clear and translucent, with a faint golden glow, and even those two furry ears also grew fine dragon scales.

This picture is full of chaos. Although the dragon ball has been swallowed up, the remaining pure power of the dragon ball is still nourishing the source of the holy body and the essence of the source, allowing it to transform and become more tenacious.

Ye Chen's shape is becoming more and more weird. His whole body is golden, like molten gold, with traces of golden light overflowing, lingering on his body surface, burning like a flame, making his holy body golden and gorgeous, stronger than ordinary iron, strands of electric arcs The rage, when passing across the holy body, sparks will be wiped out. His current holy body is not only tough, but also very domineering, comparable to the ultimate emperor soldier.

On this day, Ye Chen wandered in the starry sky.

Day after day, his breath became stronger and stronger. He was feeling, feeling the magic of Dragon Ball energy.

One day, he stepped into a mountain.

In the mountains, there are ancient prohibitions, which are obscured, and the mountains are stacked one after another, majestic and majestic, and hazy.

Ye Chen stopped and stood quietly, his brows furrowed deeply, and vaguely smelled a familiar smell. He had been looking for such a place before, and his memory was still fresh. It was the restricted area. He still remembered that he met there. Difficult, almost buried in it, and finally saved by a woman.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen suddenly turned his direction and chased after the familiar aura. He was sure that the woman was hiding there, not only he could smell it, but her blood was no exception to his.

In a dark valley, Ye Chen fell under a towering ancient tree.

It can be vaguely seen that there is a cave in the valley, and there is a woman in the cave.

The woman was dressed in black and had white hair, her back was a little lonely, her hair was loose, covering her face, only a white belt was tied around her slender jade neck, and three thousand blue silks poured down like a waterfall, covering her beautiful body.

"Who are you."

Ye Chen was stunned for a long time before uttering a sentence, his expression was in a daze, he always felt that the woman was somewhat familiar, but he didn't recognize her, or he wasn't sure if she was the woman from the past, after all, it had been hundreds of years Carrying the years, even if there is reincarnation, the years can't change the vicissitudes of life.

His doubts, no one

The valley was quiet, dark and cold. A gust of wind stirred the hair of the woman in white and brushed Ye Chen's face lightly, causing him to stretch out his hand.

However, he still didn't touch the woman's hair, what he touched was just a phantom mist.

"Is it me, an illusion?"

Ye Chen murmured, the confusion in his eyes became thicker, true and false, false and real, he was completely lost, all he knew was that this place was a dream, an absurd dream, and that woman was also an illusion, Only exists in his heart.

Here, the woman has lifted her feet and left, her back is bleak.

Ye Chen suddenly turned his eyes sideways, looking at the woman's back, and wanted to follow up.

However, before he took a step, he felt dizzy, fell to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up until dawn.

When he woke up, he subconsciously covered his head with a splitting headache and fuzzy memory.

His memory stopped in that valley, and he could only see the woman named Luoxi clearly in the picture scroll. It was an extremely blurry face, and he could only see a pair of cold and lonely eyes, for a moment.

He is not dreaming, because he already bears the blood of the dragon clan, and Luoxi belongs to the dragon clan. His origin, resonated with the dragon clan, and naturally drew the power of the dragon ball, forcibly raising the rank of his dragon vein, It can also be regarded as against the sky.

Before he knew it, he stood up and looked around.

For some reason, he always felt that this world was a bit strange, and there seemed to be invisible things in the dark, staring at him.

Looking at the sky and the earth again, there are many thunders rumbling, each thunder is extremely destructive, faintly visible, like giant beasts in the wild, roaring ferociously.

Ye Chen raised his head to look at Xuxu, his brows tightened, and he could hear a click.

The sky was torn apart by lightning.

Then, there was a coercion that swept across the vast river.

Ye Chen's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky. Through the misty, he could see terrifying visions one after another, faintly visible, outlining a shocking power.

Ye Chen continued to walk towards the depths of the dragon's tomb, and along the way, he saw that the tombstones were all simple and simple stone carvings, and every time a tombstone was placed, there must be a drop of blood blooming.

"Dragon blood." Ye Chen murmured, deeply impressed by this.

In this cemetery, some ancestor should be buried. UUReading Book Most of the blood dripping on the tombstone is left behind by the ancestors.

As Ye Chen was walking, he suddenly felt a chill down his back, and a chill came over him, and he always felt that there was a gaze watching him, which made the hairs stand on end and gave him an inexplicable fear.

He was used to this feeling, and he always felt that there was a terrifying existence behind him, staring at him, and his eyes were full of violence and greed.

At some point, he stopped and turned around slowly.

In the distance, there was a man on crutches standing there, his turbid old eyes staring at Ye Chen. His body was rickety, emaciated, and his body was covered in blood. He staggered every step, as if he had endured indelible pain in the world. Every time the soles of the feet are raised, they will push back when they step out, and the blood flowing from the corner of the mouth cannot be wiped clean.

It was an old man, with cloudy old eyes, dim, and his whole body was staggering, as if he might fall down at any time.

Ye Chen was stunned, and looked at the old man in disbelief, the familiar aura was so kind.

He seemed to have seen them before, but he forgot.

"Senior."

"senior?"

"Old man, I don't even know how many years I've lived." The old man laughed miserably, tears streaming down his face.

Ye Chen was silent, it wasn't that the old man's cultivation was too high, but that the old man's state was too strange, as if he had died long ago, moreover, he was the kind of soul-scattered, his so-called fleshy body was a skeleton, skinny and bone-like, even , could smell the rotten stench, a layer of gray haze enveloped his body.

"I... Do I recognize you?" Ye Chen asked tentatively.

"I, I don't know." The old man shook his head, "I just remember that I fell from the sky and landed on this land. I have been in a daze for a hundred years. During this period, I have seen countless corpses and a piece of history."

(end of this chapter)