Chapter 2260: I still have to sit down
Hearing this, the emperor turned his head sideways and stared at the Emperor of the Underworld intently.
Obviously, the Heavenly Court in the mouth of the Emperor of the Underworld is not the Heavenly Court of Great Chu.
Heavenly Court, an ancient existence, Rao is his great holy body, and he only hears legends, and he doesn't know the real Heavenly Court, where it came from, who created it, has always been a mystery, a mystery that no one has been able to solve for thousands of years.
"There is no need to look at me like this, only the Great Emperor Realm is qualified to know about the secrets of the Heavenly Court. The Emperor of the Underworld said lightly, knowing that the Emperor was confused, but he couldn't say anything.
Emperor Huang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
I don't know why, whenever he has doubts and can't figure it out, he wants to find the Emperor of the Underworld to fight, you slut, you can't say it, don't provoke my curiosity! Give Lao Tzu a question mark, you don't say it, you deserve to marry a daughter-in-law.
The Emperor of the Underworld had a deep face, and he was called a happy one in his heart, Lao Tzu didn't say it, I'm angry with you, don't always scare me, Lao Tzu has a collector's edition, the kind that must be seen every day.
is also happy, as well as Ye Chen.
After climbing ninety-nine stone stairs, I almost got my life, and finally sat on this dragon chair, and I felt absolutely cool.
It seems that he is an emperor at this moment, just waiting for the court, waiting for the courtiers to bow down?
There was a lifetime, he was also an emperor, and the feeling of being bowed down by the people still exists today, and his life has reached its peak, and he is full of style.
"Not bad. Ye Chen was sitting precariously, quite like an emperor.
This dragon chair is also more extraordinary than he imagined, there is a sense of warmth, from the fart to the whole body, flowing into the limbs and hundreds of remains, immersed into the five internal organs, nourishing the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, even his origin, Shenzang and Dao rules, also touched by it, actually intertwined the sound of the Great Dao Tianyin, resounding in his Shenhai, for a few moments, and almost had an epiphany.
Ye Chen was quite surprised, this dragon chair is not simple, it is more mysterious than the Heavenly Void Enlightenment Stone, and it helps to achieve enlightenment.
In the dark, he can still smell a faint feminine fragrance, which does not belong to this era, precipitated in the years, ancient and vicissitudes.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, looked left and right, and always felt that in ancient times, it was not a man who was sitting on this dragon chair, but a woman, yes, it was a woman, and the faint fragrance of women was the best proof.
When he was looking at it, this huge Lingxiao Treasure Hall actually trembled.
Ye Chen only felt that his eyes flickered, the scene in front of him, instantly changed, the dark and solemn Lingxiao Treasure Palace, reproduced the glory of thousands of years ago, the fairy aura was swirling, the clouds and mist were hazy, the golden and brilliant hall, the divine light was shining, every inch of bricks and tiles were dyed with luster, and there were more visions of illusion, the dragon hovering, the phoenix roaring, the white tiger roaring, Xuanwu Tuolu, it was really a living immortal palace, a Lingxiao Treasure Que.
In the dark, Ye Chen seemed to be able to see figures one after another, saluting him, more precisely, saluting the dragon chair, and more accurately, saluting the person sitting on the dragon chair, and that person was not him.
Ye Chen subconsciously looked sideways and looked to the side, as if there was really a person sitting, a woman of peerless elegance, accepting the worship of all souls, she was the real body, the supreme peak.
However, these are all illusions, Ye Chen shook his head, and then returned to the original, the golden and brilliant Lingxiao Treasure Hall returned to darkness again, and only a touch of antiquity remained in the long river of time.
Then, Ye Chen, who looked confused, flew out, was shocked by the dragon chair, and rolled down from the steps below, not an ordinary embarrassment.
Get up again, Ye Chen shook a few times, then stood firm, the corners of his mouth looked up at the dragon chair, Lao Tzu almost took his life to climb up, can't sit down?
The white jade dragon chair didn't respond to his belly, and its silence seemed to say: This is also what you can sit on?
"No, I still have to sit down. Ye Chen wiped a handful of nosebleeds, and went up with a dead face.
To say, the tenth emperor of this Great Chu is also idle enough, he doesn't think about finding the reincarnation, but he is on a dragon chair, he is not allowed to sit, and he always wants to sit shamelessly.
With the experience of climbing a stone ladder once, Ye Chen can be said to be familiar with the road.
When he climbed to the ninety-ninth floor, he was paralyzed, like a lump of blood and mud, and he almost lost his life.
Although the divine residence of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall is gone, the coercion still exists, if it is replaced by an ordinary great sage, it will have already been crushed into ashes, if there is no broken emperor soldiers to resist the coercion, most of the ancient holy bodies of the Yechen Desolate will also be scattered.
This point, the Emperor of Hades saw it most thoroughly.
It's not blowing, if the Lingxiao Treasure Hall is still the Lingxiao Treasure Hall back then, with Ye Chen's cultivation at the moment, he can't even enter the door, and he still wants to climb the ninety-nine stone stairs? Still thinking about sitting on the white jade dragon chair? Just your number, 10,000 lives are not enough for you to die.
In the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, under the white jade dragon chair.
Ye Chen, who had become a lump, reshaped his holy body again, protected by the broken imperial soldiers, and came to the dragon chair again.
This time, he didn't sit on it again, but he didn't want to be shocked again, he only touched his chin and circled around the dragon chair, the first time in the real sense... Study the dragon chair.
It is said that it is a dragon chair, it is not exact, it is more like a couch, tired can also lie down and sleep for a while, on it, carved strange lines, like a kind of fairy pattern, carrying a kind of mysterious charm, I don't know who carved, the atmosphere is natural.
And what Ye Chen couldn't figure out the most was the material of the dragon chair, a kind of jade, but he couldn't tell what kind of jade it was, he only knew that the whole body was smooth, warm and cool into the body, occasionally flashing a little fairy light, carrying dreamy colors, Ye Chen's heart was in a trance.
couldn't help but glance at Chaos Ding.
Its natal weapon, more honest than imagined, is above his head, hanging in peace, this is not its style, if on weekdays, it has long been impatient to eat the impulse, the broken emperor wants to swallow the master, today is really a bit abnormal.
For the master's eyes, Chaos Ding was unmoved, as if to say: Lao Tzu is full, not hungry.
In this regard, Ye Chen gave another look: Why don't you dare!
Don't dare, Chaos Ding really doesn't dare, look at its cowardice, you know the extraordinaryness of this dragon chair.
And what it is really afraid of is not the dragon chair, but the people who used to sit on the dragon chair.
In its opinion, the remaining faint feminine incense was even more terrifying than the Extreme Dao Emperor Artifact.
Even it didn't dare to make up its mind, which made Ye Dashao more interested in this dragon chair.
Suddenly, he opened his reincarnation eye and peeked at the dragon chair.
After three or five breaths, I saw him bow his head, cover his eyes with both hands, and I could see that there was blood flowing between his palms and fingers.
With a tendon, he decided to wave it again, and applied Zhou Tian Evolution to the dragon chair, wanting to deduce its owner.
After three or five breaths, he couldn't stand still.
This time, it was not only the eyes that were bleeding, but also the seven orifices of the plates, the meridians were broken, the bones were broken, the sea of gods was humming, the primordial gods were trembling, and the brilliant holy body was almost falling apart, and the domineering counter-devouring force almost swallowed it.
Now, the restless Tenth Emperor of Da Chu finally settled down, holding the dragon chair with one hand, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, not a joke, he was confused, he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, and he always felt floating in the air, and if he didn't do it well, he could float to hell.
After the two backlashes, Ye Chen finally fainted.
In the blur, he seemed to see a shadow, like Chang'e on the moon, holy and flawless, not eating the fireworks of the world, not messing with the dust of the world, farther away than a dream, but unattainable.
Ye Chen was asleep, but Chaos Ding was a little restless, buzzing and trembling, circling around the dragon chair, and the broken imperial soldiers also came up.
One ding and one sword, quite interesting, spinning around the dragon chair.
The purpose of the two is different, Chaos Ding pondered, whether to discuss with this dragon chair to see if it could be fused, and the broken emperor sword was even more pervasive, and there was no memory of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, so he didn't know the origin of the dragon chair, and he tried his best to remember, but he was even more confused.
In the end, the chaotic ding, which could not be flickered, was shocked and flew far away.
The Broken Emperor Sword slipped into Ye Chen's body, and then, Chaos Ding flew back and hid in Ye Chen's Divine Sea, it seemed that he didn't plan to come out in a short time.
The dark Lingxiao Treasure Hall fell into silence, majestic and solemn.
"It's a miracle he's alive. Looking at the scene in the hall, the Immortal Emperor let out a deep sigh.
Look at the emperor again, stand quietly, ignore the words of the emperor, don't say anything, don't say anything, entertain yourself!