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The night sky is deep, and the broken stars are like dust.

A figure carrying a sack scurried into a long stretch of mountains, sneaking like a thief.

This person, needless to say, is Ye Chen's slut.

Coming out of Yama Mountain, this guy ran wildly for more than 800 miles, and only then did he fall into this inaccessible mountain where birds don't poop, and escaped into the ground for more than 300 zhang before stopping.

"Witty, I've done another big one. Putting down the sack he was carrying, Ye Chen smiled a little treacherously.

As he spoke, he poured out all the treasures in the sack, and the whole thing was piled up into a mountain, with all kinds of spiritual grass, spiritual weapons, and spiritual pills, all of which were overflowing with divine light, shining dazzlingly on the dark underground.

Then, the sound of clanging continued to be heard from underground.

This goods scurried around in front of the mountain of treasures, and took away all the spirit grass and spirit pills, leaving only piles of spiritual weapons.

The next moment, he summoned the Chaos Divine Ding, levitating it above the spirit weapon.

Break!

With Ye Chen's soft snort, the Chaos God Ding suddenly trembled, and a chaotic air flow overflowed, and the Dunjia Heavenly Character imprinted on it began to operate, and the intertwined heavenly sounds of the Great Dao could be vaguely heard.

And as the Chaos God Ding trembled, the spiritual weapons below were crushed and shattered at the same time.

Next, among those shattered spiritual weapons, there were constantly filaments of light flying out, with different colors, intertwined and intertwined, pulled by the Chaos God Ding, and constantly imprinted in the Ding.

These filaments of light were the essence of the spirit weapon, and Ye Chen used their essence to refine the Chaos Divine Ding.

After a long time, the soldiers and spirits of many spiritual weapons were all absorbed by the Chaos God Ding.

Buzz! Buzz!

In the underground, the humming sound of the Chaos God Ding continued.

At this moment, it is so extraordinary, huge and heavy, simple and natural, there is no light to want bright colors, there is no dazzling divine light, the so-called great ingenuity does not work, describing his form at the moment, it is like a master who returns to the basics, looks ordinary, but is terrifying and domineering.

After doing this, Ye Chen directly sat under the Chaos God Ding.

The Chaos God Ding trembled slightly, and the power of many bloodlines sealed in it poured out, wisps after wisps, colorful like colorful waterfalls.

The power of the bloodline of the special bloodline contains the vast essence of the essence, which is a gift from the heavens, then they will not be ordinary blood, which is fused with the principles of the Tao, and there is also a little source power of heaven and earth, which is a supreme treasure.

Ye Chen was under the Chaos God Ding, his shirt had cracked, revealing his bronzed skin, and the major pores of his body seemed to be breathing, swallowing the essence of the blood veins and spitting out the dregs of the blood veins.

He sat like an old monk meditating, motionless, allowing many bloodline essences to cleanse his body, and the bloodline path merged into his chaotic path.

This is a wonderful picture, the dark underground color is spraying, the clouds are steaming, the white mist is swirling, and the wisps of blood and blood are floating, as if they want to return to heaven and earth, but they are all sucked into Ye Chen's body.

The power of the bloodline entered the body, like a vast river and sea, surging in Ye Chen's body, blending with the bloodline of his holy body, nourishing his limbs and hundreds of remains, and refining his eight veins.

I don't know when, his windless swaying white hair, under the power of the bloodline, returned to its original black one by one, like a waterfall flowing, each strand flashed with brilliant golden light.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, presenting a mysterious picture, adding a touch of splendor to this inaccessible mountain, and making the dark night less boring.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

...........。

Mount Yama, in front of the ruins.

The black pressed figures stood, but they all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to make a sound, and even more, their bodies were still trembling.

In the ruins, the Blood Venerable stood like a monument, never collapsing, and under the darkness of the night, his eyes as vast as the starry sky were rapidly converging into a little cold and terrifying cold.

Who the hell is it?

After all, the Blood Venerable spoke, and with just one word, the earth turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flying air was frozen into ice slag.

..........。

At the bottom of the mountains, as a long breath of turbid breath was exhaled, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, two divine rays shot out of his eyes, poking out two large holes in the underground rock wall, which were outside the Dao, but they appeared in the form of gods.

Soon, the divine radiance in his body was like that in his body, and his eyes, which were as vast as the deep starry sky, also returned to normal and became ancient.

What a creation!

Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely, and the integration of many bloodline powers into the origin of the holy body gave him a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze, and he had an unprecedented sense of intimacy with heaven and earth.

Leave!

In a good mood, Ye Chen turned over and jumped up, rushing out of the ground like a divine light, and went straight to one side.

At some point, he stopped in front of a vast ancient city.

From a distance, the ancient city is like a huge mountain, majestic, standing on this land like a symbol.

This ancient city is the ancient city of heavenly burial.

A long time ago, this ancient city was an unknown ancient town, and it was not called the ancient city of heavenly burial.

According to legend, before the emperor was crowned the emperor, he had lit the world here, provoked all kinds of famous houses, and then for many years, the ancient town continued to grow, which evolved into an ancient city, and the ancient city of heavenly burial came from this.

As for why Ye Chen came here, it was naturally to investigate the matter of his death.

The last conversation with him before the death of the Qi Sanqing Dao body was in this Heavenly Burial Ancient City, and then he died, and Ye Chen has not been able to transform into a Dao body so far.

Before, because of the affairs of the Haotian family, he couldn't get rid of himself, so he had time to come to take a look today, vowing to clear the clouds and mist and solve many doubts in his heart.

Thinking in his heart, he had already stepped into the Heavenly Burial Ancient City.

In the eye, what he saw was a huge humanoid stone statue about 100 zhang high, his body was majestic, his back was like a mountain, although it was a stone statue, but it was portrayed lifelike, like a real person, there was a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers, and he looked at the world.

Heavenly Burial Emperor!

Ye Chen muttered, even though it was a stone statue, there was still a lot of awe in his heart.

It was once an emperor who unified the land, and suppressed the ghost clan by means of heaven, and his legends are all myths.

Looking at it, Ye Chen's eyes were a little dazed, and there was a trace of sadness in his heart inexplicably, the former emperor, shaking the past and the present, even though his legends are all myths, but after all, he still turned into a handful of loess.

As Taixu Gulong said, this is a ridiculous and sad road to heaven, and no one is the real winner.

"I heard about it! In order to give an explanation to the major families of Northern Chu, the Bloodthirsty Hall beheaded more than a dozen pavilion masters. ”

After all, Ye Chen's thoughts were interrupted by the words coming from the wine shop.

Slowly retracting his gaze from the stone statue, Ye Chen raised his feet and walked away.

As for the chaos in Northern Chu, what he wants is this effect, there is no way, in order to buy time for Southern Chu to build the city wall, he needs to use intrigue and trickery.

Facts have proved that his methods are still very successful, at least so that the Bloodthirsty Hall and the major families of Northern Chu have a gap between each other, and it is basically impossible to unite in a short period of time.

Next, Ye Chen continued to haunt any corner of the Heavenly Burial Ancient City, looking for any clues that might be left by the Dao body.

However, what disappointed him was that he didn't find the slightest clue, the only thing he could be sure of was that the Dao Body had been here, and as for the rest of the matter, he had no clue at all.

The night is getting deeper.

The bustling ancient city of heavenly burial began to fall silent, and on the quiet street, only three or two drunken drunkards were staggering along, sometimes roaring twice, as if venting the suffocation in their hearts.

Here, Ye Chen had already given up hope, holding the wine jug, and walking on the silent street boredly.

I don't know when he slowly stopped his steps.

From a distance, he saw that under the stone statue of the Heavenly Burial Emperor, there was an old man, still holding a broom in his hand, and he was sweeping the fallen leaves that flew under the stone statue at the moment, although his movements were not fast, but he was very patient.

Deva?

Ye Chen muttered, although he hadn't seen the old man's face, he still recognized who it was from his blood.

Although Di Fan is old and unbearable, there is a vast power hidden in his body, which is the bloodline of the emperor's descendants, which cannot be concealed, ordinary monks may not recognize it, but he can see through it at a glance.

Although there was some surprise, Ye Chen was not too shocked.

Di Fan, the descendant of the Heavenly Burial Emperor, was sealed tens of thousands of years ago, but even if it is a vicissitudes of life, he is still the child of the Heavenly Burial Emperor, and now it is reasonable to sweep the tomb of the Heavenly Burial Emperor.

However, Ye Chen can understand Di Fan's state of mind, the seal is like a dream, it has been tens of thousands of years since he woke up, and it is like a feeling of being in a different world, it is a kind of loneliness and hesitation of things and people.

Subconsciously, Ye Chen moved his steps, stopped when he was three feet away from Di Fan, and bowed respectfully, "I've seen my predecessors." ”

Hearing this, Di Fan stopped, turned around slightly, his old eyes were cloudy, full of the vicissitudes of time, his smile was gentle, just like an ordinary old man, without the slightest sense of killing.

After all, Di Fan didn't speak, slowly turned around, held the broom in his hand, and continued to sweep the flying leaves.

Seeing this, Ye Chen wanted to leave, but as soon as his footsteps were raised, his heart trembled violently.

Suddenly, he jerked his head sideways and looked to the side.

There, it was dark, but there was a deep sound of footsteps, to outsiders, the footsteps were not unusual, but in the ears of the supreme masters, the footsteps were rumbling.

couldn't help but squint Ye Chen's eyes slightly, staring at it.

He couldn't see the road ahead, but he knew how powerful the person who was about to come out of the darkness was, stepping on the Dao Yun of heaven and earth with every step, and the aura was so strong that he was a little overwhelmed.

After all, he saw the comer, with a tall figure, black hair and a shawl, and eyes as vast as the starry sky, so that people could not see the end at a glance.

Ghost King!