Nianci Mountain roared, about to collapse, rolling evil qi, raging in the sky, and the flying snow was also still.

The little nun and the old nun trembled and hurried over.

From afar, I saw a terrifying scene: the tearless fairy was pinched by Ye Chen's jade neck and lifted in the air.

"Fellow Daoist, you.... The old nun's expression changed dramatically.

"Get out. Ye Chen's thunder was like an eternal thunderbolt, which shook the old nun's eardrum and collapsed to the ground.

The little nun was frightened, her face was pale, her little body was trembling, and she didn't dare to move, Ye Chen was too terrifying.

"To answer my question, when will the City of No Tears come. Ye Chen's bloody eyes stared at the tearless fairy, like a mad beast.

"I don't know. "The tearless fairy whispered, the indifferent look, no one's emotional fluctuations, no tears is ruthless, she is like a puppet, I don't know what pain is.

"I don't know. A cold glint appeared in Ye Chen's eyes, and the thunder of his golden palm was raging, and the silence was cold.

The tearless fairy's delicate body was stained with blood, and her body began to fall apart, she was also a saint, and she had no power to resist.

Ye Chen moved to kill, and he wanted her life in an instant.

"Ye Chen, don't stop yet. The female voice suddenly sounded, and a peerless woman appeared, it turned out to be the Northern Sage.

"Get out. Ye Chen screamed coldly, the quasi-emperor sword manifested, turned over his sword, and cut out the galaxy, domineering and incomparable.

The dignified Northern Sage, before she could get forward, she was slashed back by a sword, and her combat strength was difficult to defeat Ye Chen.

She gritted her teeth and tried to rush forward to stop her again.

However, before she could move, a calloused hand was placed on her shoulder, and she was stunned.

Look at the person who forbids her again, and take a closer look, isn't it the old man who sells wine in the town under Nianci Mountain?

The old man is still wearing a big cotton jacket, like a sloppy bad old man, with old steps, but unpredictable.

He was so strong that he only flicked his hand lightly, and he saved the tearless fairy, and Ye Chen was also banned by him.

Ye Chen's eyes were red, and the blood of the Ancient Saint was boiling, but he couldn't break through the confinement, and his mana was also sealed.

"Go with me, she didn't lie to you. The old man spoke gently, pulled Ye Chen, and walked out of Nianci Mountain.

Beisheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, flicked his jade hand, soothed the dark wound for the old nun, and erased the memory of the little nun, and then looked at the tearless fairy.

The tearless fairy's clothes were stained with blood, but her expression was calm, surrounded by a divine glow, covering the scars all over her body.

"It's too forgetful, and it's really domineering. Bei Sheng muttered softly, and also turned around and left, chasing Ye Chen.

Here, the old man had brought Ye Chen back to the ancient town and appeared in an ordinary farmhouse.

"The wine made in the square is warm. The old man was like a kind old man, and handed over a pot of turbid wine to Wen.

"Senior, who are you? Ye Chen looked at the old man quietly, with a pair of bloody eyes, the blood color also dispersed, the tyranny was gone, and there was a trace of clarity.

"Like you, miserable people. The old man held his hands and looked up at the ethereal, his old face full of remembrance, "My wife is also in the city without tears." ”

"It's ...... ”

"What a bridge! It's really helpless. The old man shook his head, his smile was dry, and his expression was vicissitudes.

Ye Chen was silent, picked up the wine jug, and poured it violently, he and the old man were indeed miserable people.

The old man should have been luckier than him, trying to cross the bridge, but he didn't even have that chance.

I don't know why, he has a wave of anger towards the ethereal city without tears, there is obviously love in the world, why there are no tears, so that the red dust is full of scars.

God is really good at playing tricks on people, giving people hope, but they are more disappointed than despair, and the big hand in the invisible is so wanton playing with fate.

The farmhouse became calm, and both of them focused on drinking.

I don't know when, the old man seemed to be tired, and fell asleep with a wine jug.

Ye Chen drank alone, a pot of turbid wine, the more bitter it became, and the more he drank, the more he felt that the world was sad and desolate, making people tremble.

It was only in the dark of night that he got up and staggered.

Out of the town, there was a vast land, and the snow was falling, burying a series of footprints behind him.

He went on the road again, not knowing where to go, stepping through ancient cities, looking for one reincarnation after another.

A lover eventually becomes a family, and he is happy to see this warm picture, and he has also fulfilled one pair of lovers after another.

But after a long journey of more than 200 years, he was still alone, gloomy, lonely and unaccompanied.

In this way, March passed quietly, and he went out of the Western Desert.

Under the moon, he was a little old, his hair was already snow-white, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, his beard was already old, his eyes were dull, and his raised back was also bent.

Now he no longer needs to cover his body with a black robe or hide his face with ghosts, because his old form and rickety body at the moment are the best cover-up.

Who would have thought that an old man who seemed to be past his twilight would be a desolate ancient holy body that swallowed mountains and rivers.

It was another quiet night with the stars shining brightly.

He walked out of an ancient city where there were reincarnations, and there were two of them, and they were a couple in a previous life.

He made another pair and silently sent his blessings.

But when the breeze came, he couldn't help but bend down, coughing up blood violently, his breath was low, and he was languishing.

His cultivation fell to the level of a saint and became a quasi-saint.

This night should be a day to remember.

The years make people old, and it is best to interpret him as the best, he is in his prime, but he is aging rapidly.

"How long are you going to follow me? Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and dry.

Behind him, space distorted, and a peerless woman walked out.

She is the Northern Sage, under the bright moonlight, like a dream, holy and flawless, like a red dust fairy.

Since she came out of Cishan, she followed Ye Chen all the way.

She was the only one who witnessed him go from glory to bleakness, whether it was Xiu Wei or Shou Yuan.

She didn't know what happened to Ye Chen, and she didn't know what kind of story he was hiding, but the current Desolate Ancient Holy Body, in such a form, looked inexplicably distressing.

Is it the twilight of the heroes? Or are the years too ruthless?

"How did you become like this? Bei Sheng gritted his teeth lightly, looked at Ye Chen, and felt a pain in his heart.

"Is it scaring you?" Ye Chen smiled hoarsely, Xu was tired, and sat under an old tree to rest.

"The Eucharist should not be like this. Beisheng stepped forward and saw the old face, her messy white hair slapping in the wind, and she couldn't help but pull it away.

"In the eyes of the Northern Saint, what should the Holy Communion be. Ye Chen took out the wine jug, his eyes dim.

"The blood that is shoulder to shoulder with the emperor should soar into the sky. "The Northern Sage sacrificed a pill and pressed it into Ye Chen's back, which was a pill that replenished longevity.

However, although the level of that elixir was not low, it was enough to replenish a hundred years of life, but after it entered Ye Chen's body, it was dissolved by a mysterious force.

Bei Sheng frowned, frowning deeply, "Zhou Tian evolves." ”

"The vision of the Jiuli clan is not ordinary vicious. Ye Chen smiled, "It's indeed Zhou Tian." ”

"Who is the one who has eaten enough to pass on such secret methods to you? Beisheng's face was ugly, even dignified.

"I owe him a debt of gratitude. Ye Chen held the wine jug and couldn't help but remember, he didn't blame Zhou Yi for hiding it from him back then, because with this secret method, he did find a lot of reincarnations, which was a gift.

"He's a madman, and you're a lunatic. ”

"So excited, don't you take a fancy to me?" Ye Chen raised his head and looked at Beisheng with interest.

"Who would fancy you at such an old age. Beisheng glanced at Ye Chen fiercely, "The ancient ruins stripped me of my clothes, and I haven't found you to settle accounts, and Nian Cishan slashed me with a sword, can I remember it for you?"

"I understand in seconds. Ye Chen consciously took out the incineration, "I have to take precautions, if I can't keep it, it will be destroyed." ”

"I don't have time to joke with you. Beisheng was angry and wanted to laugh, and then pointed ahead, "That's the ancient river, across the river is the Beiyue realm, go to the ancient city of Chiyue and wait for me, I will find someone to save you." ”

As he spoke, the Northern Sage stepped into the void sky, turned around and disappeared.

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, poured the last sip of wine, and also got up on the road, not holding out any hope for the Northern Sage.

Even the Heavenly Sword God was helpless, he really couldn't think of anyone that the Northern Sage could find to treat him, it was useless.

There is indeed a big river ahead, with rolling waves and magnificent momentum, which is the dividing line between the West Desert and the North Mountain.

This is a great river for thousands of miles, with tens of millions of miles in length and width.

There are also ancient legends about this river, which is said to have been transformed by a wisp of blood of the emperor in ancient times, integrated into the earth, turned into a great river, and witnessed the vicissitudes of the world.

Ye Chen ascended to the sky, overlooking the ancient river, found the vicissitudes of life, and also found the majestic power.

Across the river, it is the vast land, all the way to the north.

In less than three days, there is a small ancient city that comes into view, the name is not well known, it is the ancient city of Akatsuki.

At night, the ancient city of Chiyue is still bustling and lively, with red lanterns hanging high and shouting and selling.

There are mortals in this city, there are a lot of street performers, which provoke a piece of applause, and the attics on both sides are also watched, and the arch bridge on the river is the most lively.

Ye Chen moved Zhou Tian, but he did not find reincarnation.

After crossing the street, he stopped at a small wine shop, waiting for Beisheng to see who she went to.

"I heard that the Immortal Clan and the Phoenix Clan have also proclaimed themselves. There was a discussion at the table next to him, and a lewd young man was squirting, which caused many people in the wine shop to watch.

"I heard some of them, and there are also gods and demons, and they have also proclaimed themselves, and I don't know why. ”

"The Immortal Divine Son, the Phoenix Princess, the Divine Son of the Divine Clan, and the Demon Divine Son have been very happy recently. ”

"That's not just joy, it's just unscrupulous, causing chaos everywhere, and many people have suffered greatly. ”

"What about the Eucharist? ”

"Wait! There is an old guy who said meaningfully, "The Eastern Wilderness, Zhongzhou, the Southern Regions, and the Western Desert have all made trouble, and the next stop is Beiyue." ”

"It seems that my form is really good to disguise. Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, and sat here, without a mask, and didn't recognize it?

The breeze was light, with the fragrance of the woman, and the northern saint came, carrying a person, who was a bearded old man.

Seeing the bearded old man, Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.

That guy, isn't it an acquaintance Yan Laodao?

Ye Chen's expression was strange, and he was very stunned by the person found by Beisheng, who would have thought that it would be Yan Lao Dao.

Yan Laodao was also stunned, and was drinking, when he was brought by Beisheng, saying that he was saving people, and his feelings were to save Ye Chen.

"Judging by the expressions on your two faces, it's obvious that you know each other. Beisheng sat down and looked at it with interest.

"We're good friends. Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

"Zhou Tian's backlash has become so ferocious?" Yan Laodao frowned, his face a little ugly.

"If you save him, you owe me a favor, even if you pay it back. The Northern Saint thought to himself, "Don't be useless." ”

"I can't save it. Yan Lao Dao said helplessly.

"Then find your old family, he can do this. ”

"Fuxi Ancestor Shenlong sees the head and the tail, where can I find him. Yan Laodao waved his hands.

"Then I don't care, I can't save him, you die. ”

"Hey....!"