Chapter 1568： emperor!

Ye Chen frowned, and was confused when he heard, "Why did you fall down, senior?"

"When I fell, a sword pierced my heart."

"Senior..." Ye Chen paused before finishing his sentence.

The old man's heart had been broken, and the rolling demon was tumbling violently. A spear stained with black blood pierced into his atrium. Blood gushed out and splashed all over the old man's body. It is as black as ink, and the murderous aura lingers on it. There are characters engraved on it. Every stroke contains the profound meaning of the Dao, and is also surrounded by mysterious laws, like a brand mark.

"This Zhan Ge, is it...?" Ye Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes almost protruded, staring at the Zhan Ge, which was too familiar, it was the battle spear of Xuanyuan Huangdi, the **** of war in the heavens!

"The weapon of the God of War." The old man smiled oldly, "You...you can recognize it."

"Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor." Ye Chen was startled, "He... isn't he in Wanyu Cangyuan?"

"You..." Before the old man finished speaking, he was swallowed by a monstrous evil spirit. His body was blown up inch by inch, and his soul was turned into flying ashes. Hell.

Ye Chenhuo stepped forward and grabbed the wisp of remnant soul.

It's a pity that the remnant soul has disappeared, and there is nothing left. The only thing left is a crystal clear bone with complicated and mysterious runes engraved on it.

Holding the bone, Ye Chen stood there like a statue, staring blankly, his mind buzzing, and a dusty history, one after another, emerged in front of his eyes.

It was a **** scene:

An ancient starry sky, a chaotic starry sky, filled with gunpowder.

In the picture, the figures are indistinct, covered with corpses, and each pair is engraved with the same characters, which are ancient war characters, engraved layer after layer, with blood dripping, and Zhan Ge Zheng Ming, every spear is stained with holy blood, every drop of holy blood carries a secret, and every secret shakes the heavens.

This battle was turbulent, and the monks on both sides of the battle had disheveled hair, broken bones, and **** bones; and the onlookers, without exception, were **** stars one after another.

The most tragic thing is that ancient star field, where the stars of Hengyue were blown up, and meteorites fell into the boundless starry sky and the endless sea. Perhaps, even the owners of those stars never thought of it, Their stars will be buried, buried in the grievances of the past.

boom! boom! boom!

This kind of rumbling sound resounded throughout the universe, resounded throughout the world, spread throughout the heavens, and even echoed in the ancient starry sky.

Those are pictures that are unrivaled in the world, one is a ruthless man, one is a peerless soldier, and one is a monster, one is more domineering than the other, and the other is more violent than the other. They are all fighting for a precious medicine, killing the universe. Subversive, hit the sun and the moon without light.

It was a **** feast, a battle at the pinnacle of battle, the bloodshed of the peerless enemies, the collapse of **** cities, and the collapse of starry skies.

This is the so-called miracle.

And the source of this **** battle came from a precious medicine—Samsara Flower.

It was a flower with purple petals, crystal clear, blooming with colorful fairy lights, with magical power and the law of reincarnation.

Just like the rumors in the mortal world, the flower of reincarnation is the flower of the other side that blooms in the underworld.

This is why Ye Chen came here. It is a taboo flower, which can help to realize the law of reincarnation. He is eager to see it, and wants to prove that he is right. He needs this kind of power, he needs this kind of good fortune, It needs to be strong enough.

However, the reincarnation flower has long since withered, and petals are scattered in the sky and the earth.

"Senior, where is that flower?" Ye Chen asked.

"It… withered."

"Why wither."

"Why not?"

"Senior, what's your name?" Ye Chen hurriedly asked.

"I can't remember clearly, just call me the old man who guards the tomb." The old man said calmly, closing his eyes slightly, the haze in his old eyes gradually faded away, revealing a trace of clarity and vicissitudes.

"Senior, you and the Samsara Flower..."

"Don't ask any more questions, and don't try to trace the source." The old grave guard waved his hand and wiped out Ye Chen's consciousness.

"Samsara Flower, your name is Samsara Flower."

"Reincarnation is an extremely treacherous force, ruthless, desireless, and ruthless."

"I understand." Ye Chen murmured softly, he understood that the reincarnation flower is a special power, which can confuse other people's minds, and also make others fall into an illusion.

He vaguely remembered that when he saw the Samsara Flower for the first time, he almost fell for it. At that time, he was still ignorant, and it was not until later that he vaguely understood that it was the Samsara Flower that cast an illusion and dragged him into another world. In that world, There is an old stone door.

On the stone gate, there are two eye-catching characters: reincarnation.

He was sure that it was the gate of reincarnation.

Because, the reincarnation flower sprang out from that stone gate. He dreamed of it more than once, but he couldn't catch it after all.

But he was not sure whether the words of the old man guarding the tomb were true or not.

"You boy, your life is hard." Suddenly, Ye Chen heard words in his ears, listening carefully, he could smell the tiredness, vicissitudes, and even vicissitudes of sighs.

Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked towards the east. UU reading

There, there are two blurred figures, although they are blurred, but their faces can be seen, they are two middle-aged men and women, with their backs to Ye Chen, standing on the ethereal emptiness, faintly visible, Like two lighthouses, illuminating the vast starry sky.

The two of them, a man and a woman.

The woman is magnificent, she is dressed in plain clothes, her hair is tied into a bun, and she is only fixed with a jade hairpin. The lingering halo is intertwined with gorgeous clouds, which is picturesque and beautiful, like a nine-day fairy , overlooking all living beings.

She is the Fairy Mother of Yaochi.

The man is majestic and majestic, with a golden robe on his body, shining brightly, a golden spear hanging casually on his waist, outlining his majestic figure, shining golden light like a scorching sun, shining brightly, his golden eyes It is deep and bright, and there are ancient lines between the eyebrows, interweaving a chain of order, like a golden dragon entrenched, making its momentum climb to the peak.

His name is Emperor Yan, he is an unrivaled holy king, a ruthless man who slaughtered all the kings of the Great Chu, and he is also an unrivaled Dacheng Shenghuang, and the third quasi-emperor of the heavens to step into Dacheng.

In the far east, he stepped on the auspicious clouds, his steps were steady, he was wearing a flame armor, and the golden spear shone coldly. He was an emperor, looking at all directions and all things.

This should be regarded as a clone of the emperor's way, and it is still a clone of the emperor's way at its peak state. His record is enough to amaze the entire heavens.

His existence is like Emperor Hades and Emperor Huang. In their era, there were no emperors in the heavens, but these two emperors gave hope to the world. They created immortal legends and an immortal myth.

But tonight, the body of a quasi-emperor descended.

"Crush the heavens all the way, no one can stop it, even if there are unrivaled heroes, it is difficult to stop the erosion of time, the emperor level is no exception, not to mention... we quasi-emperors, we cannot escape the disaster."

(end of this chapter)