Ye Chen watched the departure of several people and smiled playfully.

As soon as he entered Lin City, Ye Chen instantly felt a breath, which was ancient and mysterious, and the mystery was full of vicissitudes. He strolled along the road, every step following the breath of the city.

That's right, breathing! ethereal and real.

This is Ye Chen's first feeling, this is a living city, and the aura in the city seems to be jumping, dancing with the notes of nature.

Zheng Zheng!

An ethereal sound came, Ye Chen unconsciously held his breath and carefully commented on this divine song, this song was high-pitched with a thick sadness, like the sound of victory and triumph, and like the song of defeat and desolation, which made people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves, as if taking people out of the body to taste the suffering of the world, and also like making people dream back to the eternal world to feel the sadness of the world. That play exhausted the joy in his eyes, that buckle exhausted the sadness in his heart, and that stroke deduced the despair of the world.

A song dreams back to the ages!

Brush!

A white light gathered in Ye Chen's mind with lightning speed!

Ye Chen's mind had a road in his mind! Immortal sorrow, divine death, demon burial, and chivalrous prostration! That road was filled with blood, the stars were mutilated, and on both sides of the road were the Demon Domain, the Immortal Realm, and the World of Chivalry! These three worlds were shattered, the mountains were falling and the stars were falling, and the corpses were all over the field, wrapped in a rich dead air! Ye Chen could clearly feel the sorrow of those three worlds!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's mind, Ye Chen took a closer look at a man, this man was in tatters, his left arm was broken, his body was full of blood, his face full of mud was full of endless despair, and his mouth kept roaring at something. But no sound came out!

Ye Chen contemplated, carefully observed the shape of the man's mouth, read the lip language, and finally he understood! Ye Chen heard the man's words through the mouth shape: "The gods are dead, the immortals are gone, and the demons are all killed! The heroes have rebelled!!Journey!Journey!We have failed!We have failed!!" The lip words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, hitting Ye Chen's heart, there was no sound coming out, but Ye Chen's mind was full of shouts, curses and despair.

This scene suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes: on the journey, the immortals tried their best to shed their last trace of immortal power here. The demons followed one another, and the demons were powerful and killed in front of them. When they lack spiritual power, they fight with their bodies, bite with their teeth, smash with their fists, and curse with their own blood. The gods dragged their mutilated bodies and rushed forward desperately with their eyes in despair. There was a terrible bang, the road shook, it shook incessantly, and the gods exploded themselves to open the way ahead. They are demons, immortals, and gods. They were originally high up, and they were originally enough to shake the past and the present, but at this time, they were fighting one after another like street hooligans!

But at this time, the sharp blade behind him quietly came out of its sheath, and for a while, the sword light and sword shadow slashed towards the immortals, demons, and gods.

Chivalry is the existence of punishing evil and promoting good, but at this time, they did not hesitate to stab their knives into the backs of their comrades. The immortals, gods, and demons on the journey were burdened with the enemy for a while, and suffered heavy casualties.

In the end, the gods died, the immortals died, the demons died, and the chivalrous creeping forward.

A sadness burst out from the bottom of his heart, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and the blood-colored sun in front of him and thousands of floating corpses on both sides of the road. The remnants of the sun floated corpses, the sky collapsed, and the blood spattered the sky.

Ye Chen clenched his fists, he had completely integrated into this piece of sorrow!

"The gods are dead, the immortals are gone, the demons are all killed, and the heroes have betrayed! Journey! Journey! We have failed! We have failed!" A voice of despair woke Ye Chen.

The blood-colored figure rushed forward desperately, Ye Chen was about to chase after him, but the person was too fast, so he didn't disappear on the road in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

A huge shockwave came from ahead, and it swept across the road with a devastating force. Ye Chen hurriedly used his spiritual power, but the shock wave quietly stood up in front of him, and then turned into red gas and merged into Ye Chen's body, followed by the ring that was infected with blood, and the ring was consciously worn on his finger.

"Drink"

Ye Chen suddenly came to his senses, his face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he subconsciously looked at his right hand, and a blood-colored ring flashed with fierce light.

Everything in his dreams was so real, so real, as if it really existed. He felt the same path, the same sadness, he looked at it like that, looked at it like that, like a witness to history, unable to do anything and unable to make efforts.

Ye Chen understood, this song must be a tragic song!

Full of high-pitched tragedy!

He stopped and was silent, and a song shattered all the luck in his heart like thunder on the ground. He looked up at the sky, his gaze deep and sharp.

"You have to speed up!" Ye Chen said to himself.

"What?"

Lin Yan stopped, looked at the master he picked up halfway with some confusion, and couldn't help muttering in his heart. Lin Xin'er's eyes lit up, "Big brother said that the pace must be accelerated" She patted her chest and said arrogantly, looking at Ye Chen and the two of them with a strong force, looking like a little princess, naughty and proud.

At this moment, a man blocked the way of Ye Chen and the others. "Yo, this isn't Lin Shao, I won't come to my city lord's mansion to sit when I return to the city. The man swiped and opened the jade fan in his hand and joked.

"But then in a few days, I should call you big brother, right?" The man bit the word big brother very hard, and the jade fan covered his face, but the smug sound was deafening.

The people around stopped and looked at Ye Chen's and the others quietly, without a trace of pity in their eyes, but when they looked at the man, they all leaked out of their flattery. In their eyes, Lin Yan is a clown, and the man who spoke is the son of the city lord - this is the real dragon!

Ye Chen turned the blood ring on his right hand, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he didn't have a good impression of this kind of gentleman.

"Let Jean, I'm in a hurry!" Ye Chen said lightly.

One word stirs up a thousand waves!

There was a wave of consternation among the people around them. The man was the son of the lord of the city, and he dared to make way for him!

"Boy, aren't you lazy anymore, do you know who this person is!" A man with eyebrows and rat eyes jumped out of the crowd and pointed at Ye Chen's nose and said, "He is Shangguan Xiong, the son of the city lord!

"Haha"

Shangguan Xiong laughed angrily, and asked sharply with a hideous face: "You just told me to give way? A mortal dares to ask me to give way??"

"Yes," Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled lightly. This smile seems to be kind, but anyone who is familiar with Ye Chen knows that at this time, he is the precursor of anger, and Ye Chen's anger will end in blood!

"I see your old birthday star hanging-I'm impatient! Today, my ghost three will send you on your way with great mercy!" Before Shangguan Xiong could speak, the man with the thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes jumped out again, his eyes full of murder.

"I don't want to kill me!" Ye Chen said lightly, in his eyes, the man was an ant, and he couldn't arouse his interest at all, but this ant didn't know what to do, and for people who didn't know what to do, Ye Chen usually chose to kill a hundred people!