Fu Xi, you are fucking sick!" In the vast starry sky, this kind of scolding is very loud, from a dead star, the scolding is full of anger, and there is also pain that cannot be hidden.

When many monks passing by heard this curse, they all suddenly stopped in the starry sky, looking at the dead stars from afar, and their expressions were stunned.

Who doesn't know that Fu Xi is the emperor's name, shaking the past and the present, daring to scold the Supreme like this, how lawless it is!

"The Heavenly Fruit is a multitude of talents. An old monk grinned, and went to look at it from a distance on tiptoe, but his way of doing was limited, and his vision was too far away, and he couldn't see who the scolder was, but he only scolded loudly, and each one became more angry than the other.

"Go in and take a look. The monks said, either in groups of three or in groups of five, stepping into the stars, and they all wanted to see what kind of sacred person they dared to insult the human emperor.

However, as soon as they entered, they bumped into a large hand.

Soon, they all came out, and they were swept out with a palm, not blowing, and they didn't know how far they flew out.

Now, the monks who had not yet entered the stars turned around and ran.

Obviously, there are great supernatural powers in this ancient star, and they don't have a good temper, and if they are not careful, most of them will be destroyed.

The noisy starry sky fell into calm as the monks fled in all directions, but the shouting did not stop.

After staring carefully, I realized that it was Ye Chen, in a small mountain, holding his head and howling, his eyes were bloodshot, scarlet, and his forehead was exposed, like a mad lion, and every roar was a roar from the soul.

"If you kill Ye Fan and can save the common people, how will you choose. This sentence echoed in his mind all the time.

Since half a month ago, he had been caught by the King of Man in this Dead Silence Ancient Star, and he had melted this words into a spell and engraved it in his Divine Sea.

The spell is so terrible that you can't erase it, you can't do it if you don't listen to it, over and over again, like a spell, you have to swallow him up before you finish it, and like a Buddha mantra, you have to turn him into a mantra before you stop.

went to see the king of people, but leisurely, sitting on the rock with Erlang's legs crossed, with a collector's edition spread on his legs, while drinking the wine with taste, while looking at the fragrant picture happily, he ignored Ye Chen's scolding.

"You're sick, you're fucking sick!" Ye Chen was still scolding, scolding by name, and then holding his head and yelling.

"It's hard to choose?" the King of People looked at Ye Chen with a smile and said very leisurely, "Give me an answer, and the spell will naturally be lifted." ”

"To your sister. Ye Chen scolded, the heart of the strangled king was gone, he really didn't have a backache when he stood and talked, on one side was the child, and on the other side was the common people, this was a cruel choice.

You know, in the so-called common people, there are also his daughters, wives, brothers and old friends, which makes him choose.

"If you can't choose anything, the old man is waiting for you, there is time. The king of the people spoke casually, and when he was done, he took out a magnifying glass and continued to study his collector's edition, which was very unbeatable.

Compared to him, Ye Chen was miserable, holding his head and curling up on the ground, roaring in pain, or that sentence, echoing in his divine sea, like thunder, his head was about to explode.

The world is like quicksand, wandering by, day by day, month and month.

Ye Chen's roar was not annihilated by the changes of the years, but roared one after another, entering the Haoyu starry sky.

Then, I saw a group of people running in, all wanting to come in to see what was going on, but the embarrassing thing was that as soon as they came in, they didn't breathe, and they were sent away by the king of people.

After a long time, no one came to seek excitement, only the pestle outside the ancient star, and the discussion continued, each saying their own guesses.

Spring goes to autumn, flowers bloom, blink an eye, another ten years, plus the first fifty years, there have been sixty years of vicissitudes.

In the past ten years, the king of people and Ye Chen have not left, and they are still on the ancient star.

The king of men, as always, was very leisurely, or asleep, or studying the collector's edition, very chic, ten years was very short for him, and it was only a few big sleeps, a few yawns.

Ye Chen was not so good, he was paralyzed under the rock, the breath he exhaled was extremely heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, he was exhausted from torture, mentally devastated, and miserable, he really lived like a year.

For ten years, he had not closed his eyes, he had forgotten what it was like to sleep, his hair was gray and unkempt, and his beard was gray and messy. On the whole, he looks like a bad old man.

However, the ruthless spell is still there, that sentence is still resounding in his divine sea, as firm as him, and his mind is also extremely broken, ten years, ten full years, destroyed by the spell for ten years, if you change to someone else, most of them have fallen in the years.

"If you kill Ye Fan and can save the common people, how will you choose. The king of men awoke, yawned, and stretched again.

"I don't choose it. Ye Chen roared, his eyes were scarlet, tyrannical and crazy, and his face was a little hideous, like a madman, after ten years of torture, he had reached the edge of *.

"Good, it's a man. "The king of men turned over and fell off the rock.

In the eyes of outsiders, the ten years of heart refining and cultivation should be over, and even Ye Chen himself thinks so.

It's just that the wish is very beautiful, but the reality is nonsense.

But when he saw the king of people, he took out the shackles, locked Ye Chen's hands and feet, and then there was a cold iron chain, one end was connected to the shackles, and the other end was tied to the hilt of a flying sword.

"Let's go, grandpa will take you to the starry sky. The king of men sat on the flying sword, urged it with mana, and flew towards the starry sky.

Ye Chen, who was at the end of the chain, was dragged away, staggering in steps, and was embarrassed by the barbaric methods of the king of men.

He wanted to break free, but whether it was shackles or chains, they were all engraved with divine patterns, blessed with the secret method of banning, Rao was the peak cultivation of his holy king, and it was difficult to shake it, so he had to be pulled by the chains, without the slightest power to resist.

Looking at it from a distance, that scene was extremely dazzling, Ye Chen, who was disheveled and ragged, was like a death row prisoner, about to be dragged to the execution ground and beheaded, and like a dog, led by the king of men, not in a hurry or slow, wandering in the starry sky.

Who would have thought that the dignified ancient holy body, the ruthless man who had slaughtered the emperor, would be so humble, which was in stark contrast to the god of war in the past, which made people sigh.

The vast starry sky and the sound of iron chains colliding are very crisp.

The speed of the human king slowed down a lot, sitting on the flying sword and drinking a little wine, humming a little song, and he was in a very good mood.

"When I become the quasi-emperor, I will be the first to kill you. Behind him, Ye Chen, who was chained, was scolding more than once.

"Dare you scare me. The king of people sighed, flicked his fingers and another fairy light, impartial, and submerged into Ye Chen's eyebrows.

The fairy light is another spell, in Ye Chen's Divine Sea, it has turned into a picture: the dim heaven and earth, there seems to be a battle between immortals and demons, the shouting of killing shakes the sky, countless people are bleeding in the sky, countless people rush into the sky, and the corpses and bones are mountains and rivers of blood.

Ye Chen's mind was pulled into it, it was really a bloody battlefield, he saw Ye Fan, he was wielding a blood-stained killing sword, slaughtering the common people unscrupulously, his daughters, wives, brothers, and old friends fell one by one, and one after another died tragically under Ye Fan's butcher's knife.

"Illusion didn't work for me. Ye Chen snorted coldly and escaped from the illusion, an unprecedented anger that overwhelmed his mind.

This anger was against the king of men, and he used his relatives to fabricate illusions to manipulate his state of mind, which really angered him.

"When the truth is false, the false is true, and when the false is true, the truth is false. The king of people laughed leisurely, and his anger at Ye Chen was vain.

When the words fell, Ye Chen, who had just escaped from the illusion, was pulled into the illusion again, and it was still that bloody picture, Ye Fan wantonly killed, and his relatives fell in a pool of blood one by one.

"Illusion didn't work for me. Ye Chen roared angrily, and wanted to escape again.

However, this time, he didn't succeed, he was really trapped by the illusion, he couldn't leave if he wanted to, and he didn't know how to go.

This is the king of people who is doing trouble, using spells to trap Ye Chen, what he wants is to let Ye Chen witness the tragic picture with his own eyes, he can't do it if he doesn't want to see it, and if he wants to leave, it's even more impossible.

"If you kill Ye Fan and save the common people, how will you choose. ”

It's this sentence again, resounding in the illusion, still full of supreme magic, and the perfect match with the blood-colored picture of the illusion, you can't listen to it or not, and you can't watch it if you want to.

"Hmm....... Ye Chen hugged his head, his green tendons were exposed, and he roared in pain and anger, bursting out from between his teeth, and his eyes, which should have been deep, were dyed blood-red by bloodshots.

For that, the king of people turned a blind eye, still sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, drinking small wine, humming a small tune, accompanied by the sound of iron chains, leading Ye Chen, swaying in the starry sky.

As for Ye Chen, although his mind was in the illusion, his body was moving with stiff steps, his expression was wooden, and his eyes were empty, like a puppet or a walking corpse.

At this scene, the monks who passed by were amazed, no matter how they looked, it looked like a person was leading a dog to walk the bend.

"Look, look, get out of the way. "The king of people is very urine, walking all the way, scolding all the way, haven't seen a dog walker?

His voice was extremely high, and the most important thing was that it was mixed with the power of cultivation, so that the monks who passed by hid far away one by one.

When the king of people led Ye Chen away, those talents gathered together again, discussing and pointing, "This is too miserable." ”

"The strong are respected, and it's so cruel. The elder monk sighed, "That's a quasi-emperor, it's good to have a life." ”

No one refutes this, as a monk, you know the cold-blooded laws of survival too well, if you are weak, you deserve to be bullied.

In the midst of the discussion, the king of people and Ye Chen have gradually drifted apart.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Chen was just shackled and chained, but no one knew how tortured he was, much more cruel than slashing him with a knife.

"Emperor Huang, the remnant soul of the human emperor is even more ruthless than you!" Looking at this scene, Rao is Emperor of the Underworld was stunned.

"He knows Ye Chen better than me. "Emperor Huang's words are flat.

"Illusion is illusion, but after a long time, it will be brainwashed. The Immortal Emperor said lightly, "This is the terrible thing about refining the heart, the current human king, as cruel as you were back then, has never treated him as a human being from beginning to end." ”

"Without that cruelty, how can you come to Nirvana. "The emperor's words are ethereal.