Clang! Click!

This sound was uninterrupted, although it was crisp, many magic weapons exploded one after another under Ye Chen's palm.

The eldest emperor's eyes were scarlet, and he moved the emperor's immortal method again, and held up a statue of the sky, which was his outer road golem, which was his hole card and his last reliance.

Rumble!

Ye Chen's palm fell, and the outer Dao Golem that hit it buzzed, but it did not smash it.

One palm didn't work, he made up another palm, and the standing Outer Dao Golem was blown up on the spot.

Burst!

The eldest emperor was completely defeated, and he couldn't stop Ye Chen's palm, and his limbs, five internal organs, and eight veins of the Qi Sutra, including the origin, the divine sea, and the primordial gods, were all collapsing inch by inch.

Yes....!

Before he died, he roared again, from the soul, carrying unwillingness, anger and sorrow.

One door and three emperors, how glorious, but in one day, all of them were buried, this time when they died, what kind of face did they have, to meet the first emperor, the emperor's prestige, was humiliated by them.

Ye Chen was joyless and carefree, and walked slowly in the roar.

It is another bloody killing road, paved into the depths of the starry sky.

The heavens were shocked, the desolation was also shocked, and the two supremes of the underworld were also touched.

They are still standing on the Boundary Stygian Mountain, quietly looking at the heavens, the eyes of the supreme are a little trance, Ye Chen's killing road, they have also stepped on it, they can become the supreme, which one is not stepping on dry bones, dripping with blood and killing, looking at Ye Chen, it is like looking at them back then.

The two supremes do not deny that they at the same level are no match for Ye Chen, and no one can compare to Ye Chen in terms of the record of defying the sky, his existence is unparalleled in eternity, and future generations will crush future generations.

I don't know when, the starry sky fell silent, and Ye Chen's killing was over.

In the blood mist, Ye Chen carried the killing sword, stepped on the starry sky, staggered, and his back was gloomy.

At this moment, he is no longer in the state of blood limit, the domineering holy body, printed with blood gullies, many muscles and bones exposed, and his long hair is dyed with blood, fluttering with the starry wind.

He won, and he returned home with another killing.

But he also lost, won the famine, but lost his lover, and the lost love can never be recovered.

Looking at his figure, the monks of the heavens were silent, and they couldn't help but be moved, he was caged under the vicissitudes of life, like a god of war in the apocalypse, he was obviously in his prime, but he was old and unbearable.

In a trance, the world can still see behind him, there is a bloody road, that road, paved with blood and bones, up to the emperor, down to the prince, the real corpse mountain into a mountain, blood into a river.

He is brilliant all the way, and every single one of them is typed, and he is a living myth.

The breeze blew, Ye Chen was crumbling, and finally fell in the starry sky.

Donghuang Taixin stepped into the air, held him up, and then disappeared into the starry sky.

was taken away together, as well as Xiao Chen, Ying Jue and Bai Zhi, but their eyes were full of sadness.

After she left, the Heavenly Monks stood for a long time, their expressions were hazy, and they were still unsatisfied, they watched Ye Chen kill all the way, he was the god of war, the god of demons, and the god of killing, and he was an out-and-out madman, but it was this madman who wrote a legend.

If you look at the Honghuang clan again, it's really uncomfortable.

Since Ye Chen's rebirth and return, the losses have become more and more tragic every time, the prince level and the prince level have almost been completely wiped out, in this battle, the emperor level has been beheaded more than 30 times, more than eighty percent, all of which were killed by Ye Chen, and the other strong people in the wilderness have died countless times, not to mention the heavy losses.

"He must die. "The strong man of the Flood Desolation gritted his teeth, he was as hideous as a ghost, as long as the Emperor of the Flood Desolation reorganized the lineup, without the help of the Blood Inheritance Limit, and fought with Ye Chen, he might not lose.

In the early morning, the Hengyue Sect was peaceful.

On the Jade Girl Peak, the children's giggles are immature and crisp, and a group of little ones are playing, chasing and frolicking on the grass, taking staggering steps, like little elves, innocent and splendid.

All the women were there, watching quietly, with maternal tenderness.

This ordinary, commendable, and touching.

Soon, the little ones stopped frolicking, and they all raised their little faces and looked into the void.

There is no one who lands, but it is the heart of Donghuang.

All the women stood up and bowed their hands.

Donghuang was silent, only gently flicked his sleeves, and released Ye Chen, Shen Jue, Bai Zhi and Xiao Chen, Ye Chen was in a state of fainting, and their form was extremely colorful, covered in blood, before they landed, one was standing firm, almost falling to the ground, and then, blood was sprayed one after another.

The women hurriedly stepped forward, their expressions were a little pale, but they were slightly relieved when they saw that Ye Chen was fine.

Ay!

Donghuang sighed in his heart, didn't say a word, and turned to leave.

What about Ji Ningshuang?

The women took their gaze from Donghuang Taixin and looked at the three of them.

Ay!

The three of them also sighed, did not speak, and only handed over a jade slip.

The women frowned slightly, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Chu Xuan shook his hand, crushed the jade slip, and the pictures were presented in their Divine Sea: the battle in the ruins of Tianzun, the blood-colored heaven and earth, Ji Ningshuang was cursed, and Ji Ningshuang was buried in the Chaos Sea.

"This.... All the women covered their jade mouths with their hands, and their delicate bodies couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes were full of mist.

The three of them shook their heads helplessly, did not disturb, and left separately, four people went out of Dachu, but only three returned, although the battle was a complete victory, but lost Ji Ningshuang, and the defeat was extremely miserable.

Soon, a thick sadness enveloped the Jade Girl Peak.

The people of Hengyue Sect also noticed that something was wrong, and even Situ Nan and Xie Yun, who were funny on weekdays, were a lot more honest, and they couldn't help but scold the sky when they learned the truth later.

Ye Chen was moved to the room, like a statue carved in stone, motionless, covered with vicissitudes of dust, although the scars on his whole body had healed, but his body was carved by the years.

The women were distressed, their eyes were full of tears, the change came too suddenly, they never expected Ji Ningshuang to die, she was Ye Chen's wife, you can imagine how hard her death hit Ye Chen.

Xiao Yefan and Xiao Yeling were also there, although they were small, they were very smart, and they felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

Especially Xiao Yefan, he is always looking left and right, looking for his mother.

At this time, all the women couldn't help wiping their tears, so young, there was no mother, which made people feel distressed.

Ye Chen slept for three days, and when he woke up again, it was the morning of the fourth day.

Daddy!

Before he could sit up, two immature calls came to his ears.

On the side of the bed, there were two little guys lying on their stomachs, one was Xiao Ye Ling, and the other was Xiao Ye Fan, who were looking at him with big eyes, and when they saw him wake up, they all climbed into bed and threw themselves into his arms, and their little heads only cared about rubbing and rubbing, Ye Chen's time was not short, and the little guy missed him very much.

Ye Chen smiled and hugged the two children, full of fatherly warmth.

But when he saw Xiao Yefan in his arms, he couldn't help but roar in pain, he lost his mother.

The door opened, all the women came, seeing Ye Chen's expression so decadent, they all wanted to speak and stopped, they wanted to comfort, but they didn't know how to speak, this kind of pain was even more cruel than Ling Chi.

"Daddy, where is my mother? The tranquility in the room was finally broken by Xiao Yefan's words, the little guy raised his little head, clear big eyes, and looked straight at it.

In a word, the women's noses were sour, and their beautiful eyes were instantly moist.

Ye Chen also cried, with tears in his eyes, and choked with a smile, "Your mother, you went to a far away place." ”

"Far away, how far away. Xiao Yeling blinked his eyes and asked curiously.

"Far is far away. Chu Ling stepped forward and took Xiao Yeling, "Take my brother to play." ”

Well, the little girl was very well-behaved, and she ran out with Xiao Yefan.

Burst!

After the child left, Ye Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the sky again.

The women stepped forward one after another and cast a meditation spell.

Night falls, quietly falls.

Ye Chen woke up, walked out of the door, and stood outside Xiao Ye Fan's door, the little guy slept peacefully, and sometimes dreamed of his mother, like a steel knife, ripping his heart.

The women stood not far away, but they still wanted to speak and stopped.

Ye Chen smiled far-fetchedly, turned around and left, sat under the old tree, his hands trembled, he felt a piece of wood from his arms, held the carving knife in one hand, and carved it lightly one by one.

Every time he stabbed it, there was a strand of snow white in his long hair, until he was full of black hair, all of which turned into silver threads, and his straight back instantly became rickety, and the whole person showed his old age.

The sawdust fell off piece by piece, and only then did he see the prototype of the wood carving, which was a woman, who was his wife.

He never felt that Ji Ningshuang's voice and smile were so clear at this moment, and the woman who had abandoned her had really entered his heart after a great reincarnation.

"Ye Chen, if there is an afterlife, you are willing to promise me a lifetime of love. ”

In his previous life, in front of the main hall of Danfu, Ji Ningshuang's soft murmur once again sounded in his ears.

Their love affair has been chased from the past life to this life, and finally there is a result, but it is still full of devastation, at the end of the galaxy, no longer see the woman's beauty, they are like the delicate flowers on the other side, the flowers do not see the leaves, there are leaves but no flowers, and they will miss it in their lifetimes.

He carved a wood carving, but he thought about life, the first time he met her, he saw her buried in the last moment, during this period, it was the red dust, cause and effect, in reincarnation, all became memories.

"Damn the Immortal Sword. In the Tianxuanmen, there was a cold voice, and when he saw that Ye Chen was old and unbearable, he became more and more angry, hating the immortal sword, and hating the sky, always trying to fool the world like this.

"Win the flood famine, lose the lover. Emperor Chen sighed, this is similar to him back then, he won the world, but he lost to Concubine Yan, what if he was the emperor of Great Chu, but he still left a lifetime of sorrow, but he was luckier than Ye Chen, a big reincarnation, and reunited with Concubine Yan.

"I'm quick-witted, and I'm always on the scene at a critical moment. When the quasi-emperors mourned for Ye Chen, the words sounded.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a lewd man come in with his hands, looking like a thief, and when he looked at him, he suddenly felt itchy hands, and there was an urge to drag him out and kick him to death.

This product, needless to say, is the king of people, his temperament, ordinary people, can't imitate.

"Are you still alive?" Donghuang glanced at him.

"Look at what you said. The king of people disagreed, and then glanced at Ye Chen in the water curtain, "Don't worry, Ji Ningshuang can't die." ”

Hearing this, all the quasi-emperors were stunned.

"Gotta make that kid sad for a few more days, and then don't tell him. The king shook his head and shook his head, and he was very unbeaten. Reading, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.