All the way silently, all the way to the dust, Ye Chen returned to the Realm Styx Mountain.

Emperor Huang is already waiting on the top of the mountain, along with the Emperor of the Underworld, as well as the disciples of the two Supreme Emperors: the Immortal and Bai Zhi.

"I've seen my seniors. Ye Chen stepped forward and leaned over.

"You can think about it, once you enter the six realms, you may get lost in reincarnation, which is no different from death. The Immortal Emperor sighed.

"If you die, you have to go back. Ye Chen's eyes were shining, and he was extremely determined.

"The speed of time in the six realms of reincarnation is different from the underworld, which is one day in the underworld, six realms in a hundred years, and you need to endure loneliness. ”

"One day in the underworld, six realms for a hundred years?" Ye Chen frowned.

"Take care of it. Emperor Huang flicked a storage bag in his hand, "I can't open it until I really break through the six reincarnations." ”

"The juniors understand. Ye Chen sealed it in the Danhai.

"The six realms of reincarnation are isolated from the underworld, and even if we are honored, we can't reach it, and everything depends on you. ”

"We will live up to the expectations of our predecessors. Ye Chen gave up his hand again.

"So, let's get on the road!" the two supremes sealed with one hand.

Immediately, I saw nothingness trembling, and it was a whirlpool, and it was pitch black inside, and I felt in a trance just by looking at it.

"Cherish all the way. Bai Zhi rarely smiled softly.

"Looking forward to seeing you again, fighting with you. He smiled and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, the supreme apprentice, but it was also refreshing.

Ye Chen smiled freely, stepped out, and soared.

As he was about to leave, he looked back, glanced at the Realm Stygian Mountain, glanced at the underworld, and then turned and stepped into the whirlpool.

This time, most of them will be goodbye, and it will be difficult to see each other again.

When he disappeared, the black vortex slowly disappeared, and the aura overflowing within it was also wiped away by Emperor Huang with a wave of his hand.

"You think he has a good chance of winning. The Immortal Emperor laughed.

"Ten percent. Emperor Huang didn't even think about it, so he gave the answer.

"Oh?" the Emperor raised his eyebrows, "I'm very confident in him!"

"Even Chu Ling can let go, in this world... There are other levels that he can't break through. Emperor Huang smiled slightly.

Speaking of Chu Ling, a shadow stumbled up to the top of the mountain, it was Chu Ling, with a poignant expression and teary eyes.

"You're late, he's gone. Bai Zhi whispered.

"Senior, me and Ye Chen, in this life... Will you see you again?" Chu Ling's eyes were hazy with tears, and he looked at the emperor with hope.

"Yes. Emperor Huang smiled gently, "Our efforts will not be in vain, and I will explain to him in person one day." ”

Chu Ling cried, turned around silently, covered his lower abdomen, comforted her and Ye Chen's child, and wiped away the tears.

After she left, Bai Zhi and the underworld both looked at Emperor Huang suspiciously.

Neither of them was stupid, from the conversation between Emperor Huang and Chu Ling, they seemed to hear something, as if they had broken a secret.

"As you think. Emperor Huang turned around and quietly looked up at the ethereal, as if he could see Ye Chen's back through nothingness.

Behind him, Bai Zhi and Ming definitely glanced at each other and understood.

This is a play, a big play, directed by Emperor Huang and completed by Chu Ling, the so-called Yao Shun is Emperor Huang.

The purpose of this time is to temper Ye Chen and force him to nirvana.

The so-called love tribulation is to let him go, and only if he lets go of Chu Ling, is it possible... Break through the six reincarnations.

The two were silent, their minds were quite unsettled, and they made waves.

What a cruel love robbery, can you imagine how painful Ye Chen was in those days, and the pain was heartbreaking!

Especially Bai Zhi, no wonder Ye Chen always depicts Chu Ling's appearance when he paints her, forgetting a person, it's too difficult.

Once again, it turns out that she... It's really not as good as Ye Chen.

No matter the combat strength or the state of mind, she was completely crushed, and her so-called arrogance was a joke in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen reappeared, but it was a black scorched earth.

The scorched earth, as far as the eye can see, is vast, the earth is dark, the sky is dark, and it feels like ... Extremely depressing.

"Is this the Six Realms of Reincarnation?" Ye Chen muttered to himself.

Silence, death-like silence, no mountains and rivers, no flowers and trees, no starry sky and moon rings, no breath of life, everywhere you look, there is black scorched earth.

Ye Chen couldn't find his goal, so he had to move forward in one direction.

Under the feet, the scorched earth is loose, step by step, and there are many half-hidden bones, I don't know what age and how long it has been buried.

In the wind, you can also hear the whining sound, like the wailing of a ghost.

Walking here, it is like walking in a black hole in space, there is no human figure, it is lonely and dark, and the whole world is just him.

Overlooking the six paths, he is like a drop in the ocean, small as gravel, lonely, even a shadow... None of them.

One-step... Two steps... One day... Two days... One year.. Two years....

This walk is too far away, and I don't know how much time has passed.

I only know that since he entered the six realms, one day has passed in the underworld.

One day in the underworld, six realms for a hundred years, that is to say, he has gone through these six realms of reincarnation... One hundred years.

The speed of time is different from that of the underworld, although the underworld is only one day, but the hundred years of the six realms have to be spent minute by minute.

He never stopped, against the wind and sand of the years, on the dark scorched earth, lonely forward, even the footprints were weathered.

However, the road ahead is still bleak, with no end in sight.

In a hundred years, the blood was as majestic as the Holy Body, but he also became tired, his hair was messy, and his clothes were stained with dust.

"The six realms of reincarnation, is it endless loneliness?"

His muttering was the only voice in the world, no one answered, no one spoke, and the silence was terrible.

It's really as the Emperor of the Underworld said, he needs... Endure loneliness.

Time passes, time flies, and I don't know how long it has been.

It wasn't until he was in front of him, a pass that stretched for an unknown number of thousands of miles, that he stopped slightly.

For the first time in a hundred years, he stopped and stared quietly.

The pass is majestic and huge, standing under it, like an ant, it is cold and silent, I don't know how many years it has been standing.

In front of the pass, there are two stone statues of ghosts, such as mountains and mountains, fierce gods and evil spirits, like the gods guarding the door, standing still.

On the pass, there are three big scarlet characters engraved: Hell Road.

Ye Chen stood still, looking up at the three words of Hell Road, the three words were like three giant mountains, magnificent, and he couldn't breathe.

The Hell Dao is the first of the six realms of reincarnation.

Thinking this in his heart, he took a step and entered the pass.

One step, it was really like stepping into hell, the thunder was raging above, and thunder and lightning fell, piercing the sky and the earth.

Below, the pitch-black sea of fire was surging, rolling with terrifying waves, and each wave of fire seemed to be able to swallow the sky and the earth.

Ye Chen shook his head, and he was drowned in the rolling sea of fire.

He formed a knife in his palm, split the sea of fire, and rushed out.

However, a thunderbolt fell from the heavens, and the split was thrown out, and the skin of the holy body was opened, and before it fell, it was swallowed up by the sea of fire.

This thunder and fire are very weird, and the fire burns the body and thunders the primordial spirit.

His holy body, his limbs, his internal organs, his eight veins, and even every drop of blood were burned.

His true body of the primordial god is tearing all the time.

Even if he had experienced body refining and soul refining, for a while, he couldn't resist the pain of tearing his body, and he couldn't help but roar.

"The hell path of the six reincarnations, the pain of forging the body for a hundred years. ”

In the dark, there seemed to be a cold sound, resounding through the hell road.

A hundred years? Ye Chen's eyes were blood-red, but after just a dozen breaths, his heart was already painful, let alone a hundred years.

"The first level of the six reincarnations, is it so terrifying?"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and struggled forward, every step he took hurt into the bone marrow and into the soul, which was unbearable.

On the top of the Stygian Mountain, the Emperor of the Underworld and the Emperor stand quietly.

In front of them, there was a water curtain, and what appeared in the water curtain was the picture of the six reincarnation hell paths.

On the side, the faces of the Immortal and Bai Zhi were extremely pale.

Every second, Ye Chen's holy body was peeling his flesh open, and every second, his primordial spirit was constantly tearing.

This picture, don't say it's intimate, it hurts just to look at it.

It will take another 100 years to torture people to death? This is only the first hurdle, and the rest will be even more terrible.

"Master, is the definition a hundred years? Is it possible to break through the barrier in advance? "Immortal and Bai Zhi looked at the Emperor of the Underworld and the Emperor Desolation.

"Not a single point, not a lot of points, if he can survive a hundred years without dying, he will be considered a breakthrough. The Immortal Emperor sighed.

As he spoke, the Emperor of the Underworld glanced at Emperor Huang imperceptibly.

This level, Emperor Huang has passed, he should know better than anyone else... The horror of Hell Road, the pain, it's terrifying.

Emperor Huang was silent, only watched quietly, and his eyes were unwavering.

In the past, if he was able to break through, he firmly believed that Ye Chen could also hold on, and he had never questioned the descendants of the Holy Body.

If you can't even break through the hell road, then you are the one who insults the prestige of the Holy Body, slaughters two emperors in one life, and is fearless of the way forward.

Hell Road, Ye Chen's legs trembled, and he was still struggling to move forward.

Bai Zhi and the time they said a few words, the Hell Dao had been a few years, and the thunder and flames had destroyed Ye Chen's invisible form.

Every thunderbolt can leave a scar on his primordial spirit, and every flame makes his holy body shatter.

Time passed, day after day, year after year.

He staggered, the ancient holy body was burned many times, and the true body of the primordial god was annihilated many times.

But he was still standing, his legs bent, and he was reborn in the forging body

There are no people in the Hell Path, no living beings, only thunder and fire.

When he endured the pain of tearing his body, he had to fight against the loneliness of the hundred years, and once his will was worn out, he was defeated.

I don't know how many years later, his eyes became wooden and hollow to the point that he had no emotion, like the walking dead.

He was in pain so much that he didn't feel pain, day by day, year after year, under the thunder and fire, he forgot the feeling of pain and got used to it.

A powerful obsession supported him to move forward: to go home.

Yes, go home, die and go back, his hometown is waiting for him.

The long years, every minute and every second, are like a carving knife, carving him full of devastation and holes.

When the black flame was annihilated, when Ling Tian's thunder no longer split, this hundred years of time really ushered in that end.

He walked out and survived the pain of a hundred years of forging his body in the Hell Dao.

The world in front of him is boundless scorched earth or the loneliness of vicissitudes, like an ant, he embarks on the journey again.

Behind him, the Hell Road collapsed and turned into endless dust of history, as if it had never existed.