"It's a pity, it's a pity. A small world is so ruined, this champion Hou is really willing to do it. ”

Ye Chen's palms were spread out, and he was holding a piece of the remnants of the self-explosion of the Creation Gourd in his hand.

This is called blood-patterned steel, a palm-sized piece of steel, but it is extraordinary, it is hard and abnormal, the whole body is blood-red, as bright red as a pure ruby, and its blood lines are dense, just like the muscles and blood vessels of the human body, with a weak spirituality.

It is a thing that the Taoist priest refines in the furnace, not only to pass through a thousand fires, but also a lot of materials, and finally quenched with his own human blood to form, if you are not careful, once this substance is practiced, the small life will be gone.

It is precisely because of this that this blood-patterned steel is not only precious and abnormal, but also has become an immortal weapon for cultivating those Taoist techniques and assassinating with the Divine Soul Exorcism Flying Sword, which cannot be bought by any amount of money.

Champion Hou can only collect such a piece, because he was already moved by Emperor Yang Pan when he was born, and he can't practice the Divine Soul Dao Technique, in addition to putting it on display, he can only give it away, which is used to win people's hearts or build weapons, which is purely chicken ribs.

As for the Creation Gourd, it was one of all the treasures of the champion Hou Yang'an, and it was the most precious treasure besides the Goddess of the Cold Moon and the Panhuang Soul Sword.

Inside is a small world, displaying the treasures that the champion Hou has fought for more than ten years.

You must know that this person's possessiveness is rare in the world, and he is no longer a human, but a demon, an extraterritorial demon, and the treasures he looks at will definitely not be ordinary and simple.

It can be said that all the savings of Champion Hou from birth to the present are here.

In addition, as long as there is enough power, you can let the Creation Gourd of this small world freely shuttle through the void of this large world.

It can be said that this is a rare treasure.

It's a shame that it's ruined now.

But for the harvest of the Panhuang Soul Sword, the Creation Gourd is nothing.

With a thought, Ye Chen communicated with the land of reincarnation, and a touch of spiritual projection entered it.

The land of reincarnation, this time is not a phantom, but a real object.

The moment he entered, Ye Chen felt a kind of ancientness that seemed to come from before the primeval flood, opening up the heavens and the earth, endless collapse, rebirth, reincarnation, endless, immortal.

Here, Ye Chen could faintly hear a chanting voice, like the heartfelt prayer of hundreds of millions of living beings, but it was very vague, even if he tried his best, he couldn't understand the true meaning.

He could only be sure that the incessant chanting voice was a very old language, which he could not understand, nor could he understand, as if it contained a secret that could subvert the heavens for eternity.

"Perhaps, this is some kind of chess game set up by the future body." Ye Chen thought so.

The land of reincarnation, the altar of heaven!

The heavens and all the worlds seem to be unrelated, but in the underworld there is a certain key, something in common.

And that space is an extremely strange and mysterious place, existing at that point in the heavens and all worlds.

It was the incarnation of the 'reincarnation' of the past, something that was transmitted from his future body to the past, but even Ye Chen himself couldn't tell what it was, he only knew a little bit of information.

According to his guess, it was likely to be his future incarnation, or some kind of Dao fruit, or of course something else.

In short, this is a very strange thing, and it has a lot to do with him, and even Ye Chen himself can't fully understand the secret.

The only thing he knew was that this thing must be an incredible treasure, otherwise it wouldn't be worth teleporting to his future incarnation.

Before leaving, he left it to his sister, hoping to help her.

But what he didn't expect was that death was the key to opening that 'reincarnation', and now it existed at that point, and it seemed to be above the heavens, and no one could take away 'reincarnation', and no one could give it away. This thing will be with him under the blue sky of years, even at the end of the years, it cannot be stopped, until the end of the mission.

One of the reasons why Ziye Chen died in his previous life and was able to be reborn again was because of this thing.

And the Zhutian Altar is a midpoint of this reincarnation, like a hub, with a key role, and the Panhuang Soul Sword that was collected before is displayed on it, very quiet, without any intention of resisting, or rather, not daring.

You must know that the Panhuang Soul Sword not only contains the power of the ancient Holy Emperor's "Pan", but it is more intelligent itself, and it is difficult to stop it if it suddenly becomes powerful.

"With this Imperial Soul Sword, I should be able to run rampant in this vast world for a while, as long as I seize the opportunity, take every step first, and grasp the opportunity in my hands, there will be nothing Hong Yi does."

Thinking like this, Ye Chen walked to the Zhutian Altar, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and grasped it in his hand.

Phew!!

Suddenly, the Panhuang Soul Sword exploded, broke free from his control, hovered in the land of reincarnation, and emitted a series of red-golden sword qi, and only the first one slashed Ye Chen's projection.

"Careless."

In the outside world, Ye Chen's deity was slightly shocked, a little sad, after all, a trace of spiritual projection was cut off, but it also had insight into everything just now.

"It seems that it is necessary to erase the spiritual wisdom of the Panhuang Soul Sword before it can be used, although this is a difficult project, it is not impossible."

Ye Chen remembered that in the original history, it was the first person in the world to take action, the Dream God Machine and the Yuan Qi God of the Jingyuan Temple, who helped the champion Hou erase the spiritual wisdom of the Panhuang Soul Sword.

Although he doesn't have the height of Oneiroi now, there will always be a way.

"The priority now is to get out of here, and the second thing is to determine how far the plot has developed. and the champion Hou Yangan, I don't know what kind of scene it will be when I see this champion Hou next time. ”

Tianzhu Mountain is an ancient sacred mountain, too close to the Jingyuan Temple, the vitality god is not easy to mess with, although the champion Hou self-exploded the gourd and escaped into the spatial turbulence, but he will not die.

The spatial turbulence is terrifying and abnormal, not to mention the Martial Saint, even if a human immortal falls into it, he may be torn to pieces, or encounter layers of spatial labyrinths, not to mention that there are countless small and middle worlds floating inside, and he may encounter some crisis.

But the champion Hou is different, according to this person's usual style, every time he fails, the situation will only be a thrilling thing, which will only give him a more precious opportunity and a proper protagonist template.

He is like a basketball, the more he suppresses, the higher he plays, and it is precisely because of this that Champion Hou had those words when he left.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen controlled his body, his body sympathized with heaven and earth, and then blessed with the clothes made of the goddess of the cold moon on his body, the whole person turned into a streamer, left Tianzhu Mountain, and flew into the distance.

…………

Three days later, early in the morning, Ye Chen stepped into the scope of the Tianzhou Daqian Dynasty.

Yujing was the capital of the Daqian Dynasty.

The Daqian Dynasty was prosperous and prosperous, with a vast land and vast resources, vast and broad, with a population of tens of thousands, and was the upper state of the Celestial Empire.

And this year marks the 60th anniversary of the founding of the country. Dingding the world's first Jiazi!

In the past 60 years, the four generations of emperors of the Daqian Dynasty have worked hard to make the country prosperous, and it has reached a prosperous era of flowers and brocade and cooking oil with fire.

Although there was only one Martial Saint Hong Xuanji to suppress the luck of the dynasty on the surface of the entire Daqian Dynasty, there was a terrifying human immortal master hidden in the interior.

Hong Xuanji himself reached the physique of a human immortal twenty years ago, but his mind was bound by the previous generation of saintess Meng Bingyun so that he failed to break the knot of his heart, and he never stepped into the realm of real human immortals.

And the emperor of the dynasty, Yang Pan, hid even deeper, holding the true book of the Future Lifeless Sutra in his hand, and condensing the master of the future.

Twenty years ago, he and Hong Xuanji ran the destruction of one of the six holy places, and then destroyed the body of the Dream God Machine, and now he is plotting with Hong Xuanji to restore the hegemony of the ancient Holy Emperor era, and wants to rule the world with the rule of foolish people.

They weren't doomed, though. Anyone who stands in the way of the tide of history will be crushed into powder in the face of the general trend of rolling forward.

At this moment, Ye Chen stood in front of Hong Xuanji's Wuwen Marquis Mansion, and his ears rang "Heaven sees itself and the people see, and the sky listens to its own people....." The sound of reading aloud.

"Hong Yi? The timing of my birth was really at a critical time, and the protagonist almost began to rise. ”

Ye Chen has investigated a lot in the past three days, and he has not heard any news about Hong Yi outside the Yujing City, only in this Yujing City, he knows that there is an unpopular heir in the Wuwen Marquis Mansion, Hong Yi.

This also shows that Hong Yi has not yet risen, he is still studying, honestly waiting for the Enke exam when spring comes, thinking that if he lifts people in the exam, he can get out of Hong Xuanji's Wuwen Houfu, and then he doesn't have to be under the fence, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly.

In the end, when he was waiting for the autumn entrance examination and the title of the gold list, he could correct his mother's name.

Ye Chen naturally can't be mistaken, Hong Yi rose at this time, and now it's still a little bit close.

"What should I do, do you want to kill him?" The cold light in Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and his thoughts wandered between killing and not killing.

The protagonist has a special law, if he doesn't rise, he is bullied by his predecessor, and his life is miserable, but when he encounters the opportunity to rise, he will take advantage of the wind and turn into a dragon and begin to grow at an unscientific speed.

Hong Yi, before the exam, got the past Mida Sutra, after the exam, left the Wuwen Marquis Mansion, all the way to the south, and finally in less than a year, from a powerless scholar to a ghost immortal who transcends life and death, and even a half-step thunder tribulation master.

This kind of speed is unbelievably fast.

But this is not because Ye Chen has murderous intent towards him, he jumped out of the stone, and this body has become Hong Yi's stepping stone in the original history.

In the dark, he felt that sooner or later he and Hong Yi would face each other, should he strike first?