Chapter 1534: Target: Western Desert

"City without tears?" Hearing these four words, Ye Chen suddenly looked at King Daming, his eyes shone brightly, "Why did the predecessors talk about this ancient existence, it was the immortal city that came to the world again?"

"On the day of the grand meeting of all races, it came to the Western Desert. The Peacock King nodded slightly, "But it only stayed for a quarter of an hour, and then disappeared, and no one could find its trace." ”

"The West Desert, only a quarter of an hour. Ye Chen muttered softly, his fist clenched with a click, even if he learned three days ago that he wanted to go to the Western Desert, it was too late, the difference was too far.

It is rare to see the city of tears coming, but he missed it, and if he missed it, he missed Chu Xuan'er, or it could be Chu Ling'er, but no matter who it was, he didn't catch up after all.

The city of no tears is haunted, this time I missed, I don't know how many years I have to wait, maybe it will appear again, he still can't catch up, maybe it will appear again, he has stepped into the next reincarnation.

"Little one, you haven't answered the old question. The Peacock King said with a smile.

"The ancestors once said that it was an ethereal fairy city. Ye Chen responded absentmindedly, "The people there all cultivate the secret method of forgetting the Taishang, and the so-called no tears is ruthless." ”

"No wonder, no wonder the woman who came out of the City of No Tears has no emotions to speak of. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's dim eyes suddenly bloomed, and he stared at King Daming without squinting, "What do you mean by the seniors, this time the city without tears is coming, and someone comes out?"

"One did come out. The Peacock King stroked his beard, "The old Taoist friend in the Western Desert, I came to the Peacock's house yesterday, and I heard him say it, so it shouldn't be fake." ”

"The Taoist friends of the predecessors, have there been portraits of that woman. Ye Chen's breath became urgent, Xu was too excited, and even his tone trembled, and his bright fairy eyes were full of hope.

"Nope. The Peacock King shook his head, "He saw the woman, but she covered the plain veil, and there was a mysterious method to cover up the mystery, even if she didn't bring the plain veil, it was difficult to see the true face." ”

Ye Chen was silent, with a lot of regrets in his heart, but he also had a lot of hope, since it came out of the City of No Tears, it could be Chu Xuan or Chu Ling, and this possibility could not be ruled out.

Thinking in his heart, he suddenly got up, "Seniors, juniors still have important matters, so I will leave." ”

As he spoke, he strode out, yes or no, he had to go to the West Desert and find it, and at a glance, he knew that even if it wasn't, he could ask something from her mouth.

Stepping out of the bamboo forest, he went to the void sky, and before leaving, he didn't forget to look back at the little ape emperor and them, the six goods were sleeping soundly, he didn't bother, and it was just right to leave silently.

The Peacock King also got up, raised his head slightly, and watched Ye Chen leave, his old eyes were both amazed and relieved, and there was also a touch of doubt, strange and strange, Ye Chen was too mysterious.

Since he came, many things have become a little different, such as his little granddaughter, there is always a touch of hidden vicissitudes in her beautiful eyes, as if there are too many stories hidden.

Under the moonlit night, Ye Chen was like a scorching god, reflecting the starry sky brilliantly and colorfully.

It wasn't until dawn that he landed in the nearest ancient city to the Peacock's house.

He moved Zhou Tian to evolve, but he didn't count the reincarnation, so he went straight to the center of the city, stepped on the teleportation array, and teleported all the way to the northwest, this time the general direction was the Mysterious Desolate Western Desert.

The next way, never stopped, everywhere he went, there were his legends, just like the name Ye Chen, everyone in the Xuanhuang Continent knew it, and even spread from this monk's holy land to the star field, it won't be long before the name of the holy body will spread throughout the entire heavens and ten thousand domains.

For these, he doesn't care at all, after walking for so long, the so-called glory and reputation are no longer important, and the stories left to future generations are good with him or without him.

"Start the battle, Nantian Ancient City. "It was another starry night, Ye Chen stepped into the teleportation array, in the space channel, suspended a map in the air, and constantly connected the ancient cities with a pen, which was the closest road to the Western Desert, teleporting all the way.

When he was looking, this calm spatial passage was actually turbulent, and from the end side, the passage collapsed inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading all the way towards him.

He couldn't help but collect the map, his eyes stared at the front slightly, and he didn't notice that there was a big battle, that is, this spatial passage did not collapse because of a big war.

Since it is not a problem in the passage, it is a problem with the teleportation array at the end of the two passages, and one of the teleportation arrays must have been damaged, causing the spatial passage to collapse.

Without thinking too much, he turned around and fled, the spatial passage had been destroyed, and he could only fly to the Nantian Ancient City, and continue to teleport with the help of the teleportation array there, all the way to the Western Desert.

Half an hour later, Nantian Ancient City came into his eyes, but it made him frown.

From a distance, the entire Nantian Ancient City was shrouded in blood, and the wanton flying blood mist covered the starry sky with a blood-colored veil, and the bloody breath could be smelled from a long distance.

Sure enough, something is wrong here! Ye Chen muttered softly, like a divine light slashing into the Nantian Ancient City.

Entering the Nantian Ancient City, his eyes narrowed slightly, although this city was big, it was dead and silent.

In other words, the people of Nantian Ancient City have been slaughtered, and there are corpses everywhere in sight, and the streets, houses, pavilions, arched bridges and paths are all bloody and shocking.

Ye Chen swept at a glance, Rao is state of mind, and he couldn't help but tremble, the men were all cut off and hung high, and the women were also miserable, disheveled, and most of them were humiliated to death.

This is simply a Shura field, and even the infant baby is nailed to the wall by the killing sword.

Ye Chen strode briskly, as fast as a shock, there were still living people in the city, and they were reincarnated.

It was a mansion, and the guards at the door were all beheaded, and there were so many people in the mansion that blood flowed out of the mansion and soaked into the street.

When he entered the mansion, he saw a purple-haired woman red with blood from a distance, who had been humiliated, disheveled, and covered in scars, lying on the ground, crawling to one side with difficulty.

Ye Chen stepped forward, he couldn't care about anything else, he pulled out the origin and frantically poured into the purple-haired woman's body, she was a reincarnation, and in her previous life she was a disciple of the Xuanzi generation of the Qingyun Sect.

It's just that what makes him helpless is that the purple-haired woman's true body of the Yuan Shen has suffered a devastating blow, and the fire of the Yuan Shen has been extremely close to being extinguished, even if Da Luo Jinxian is alive, it will be difficult to save her life.

"Don't move, don't talk. Ye Chen's eyes were blood-red, and he poured into the origin like crazy, only hoping to save her life, at least, let her know her hometown of Da Chu.

The purple-haired woman didn't seem to hear it, and was still trying her best to lie forward, dragging her bloody delicate body, stained with bloody jade hands, and facing one side in the air, as if she wanted to touch something.

Ye Chen subconsciously turned his head sideways and looked in the direction of the purple-haired woman's hand, it was a rock wall, on which was nailed a baby who was still in swaddling clothes, retaining the appearance of crying.

His body trembled, and he could imagine what had happened here not long ago, and she had been humiliated, watching the child being crucified, and watching her people fall one by one.

"Child... Child, I... My child... Child. The purple-haired woman screamed as hard as she could, but her voice gradually weakened, the light in her eyes quickly dissipated, and the last trace of the swaying fire of the primordial god was also annihilated, and the raised blood-stained jade hand finally hung down weakly.

Ye Chen's hands were soaked in blood, and tears couldn't help but gush out of his eyes, he was still late, and he had never felt so useless as now, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"I'll just say it! There must still be a mouthful of life. When Ye Chen was grieving, a dark laugh sounded, and a group of people flew into the mansion, all with cold breaths, all fierce faces, standing all over the heavens, looking at Ye Chen below with interest, "It's still a saint." ”