The morning dew is always so eye-catching. The sun is rising, and the dew-stained green leaves are shimmering with a little brilliance. At a cursory glance, there is no feeling, but on closer inspection, there is an indescribable and inexplicable meaning.

A drop of dew, that is the evolution of invisible time. It drips down, and that's proof of the passage of time.

Tick!

A dew that could not be heard slowly dripped down, and countless hours passed, and at that moment, it was as if many things were remembered.

"Thousands of years, years are secluded and eternal. Thousands of fame will be scattered, only history will remember!" A man with a * upper body bowed his head and muttered to himself.

He stops and goes, and is indifferent to everything around him. His eyes rolled around, as if he was looking for something, and as if he was remembering something. There are invisible to the naked eye, white and black chains of qi circling and winding...

The man looked at it, and there was a desert. However, in the man's eyes, it looked like a green field. His eyes seemed to have crossed time!

...

"Whew!"

In the medicine garden, Ye Chen let out a long breath of turbidity! Since Lin Dong left last night, he has been sitting cross-legged and breathing to calm his melancholy heart.

I can't tell it, I can't tell it. Since coming to this world, Ye Chen has almost been melancholy, melancholy about everything, and he can't see the future clearly. Perhaps, this is also a kind of fear of the "new world".

Purple air comes from the east, the morning sun is rising, and it is coming. This is the time of the day when it is born, and it is also the beginning of the yang energy of the day, adjusting his breathing, Ye Chen sat cross-legged and breathed again.

This time it was different, and at this time he ran the medicine guide.

Grunt...

I have to say that the medicine introduction of this exercise is really good, and it is extremely domineering. As soon as it was running, the blood power around him began to roll. Immediately afterwards, it was his powerful physique that belonged to Wu, and during the shock, it also began to merge with the bloodline.

A strong physique and a strong bloodline are unique to Wu. It is also the only one that can have a strong bloodline and a strong physique.

It can be said that people who have a strong physique, or a strong bloodline, that is a kind of protection for them by their ancestors. It is also attached to a powerful luck. However, since ancient times, bloodline and physique have not coexisted. However, Wu is different! He broke this cognition, and he was the only one with a strong bloodline and a strong physique.

The power of a generation of bloodlines, or the power of a generation of physique, that is a person at the level of an emperor. And Wu is a combination of a strong bloodline and a strong physique. Therefore, in addition to the level of realm and strength, Wu's talent is that he is a person who stands at the top.

Rumble!

Grunt...

Bursts of roaring sounds, accompanied by the rolling of blood, sounded together. It was as if there was a sound vibrating, and the air around Ye Chen was running in a trajectory that could be seen by the naked eye.

The surface of the body is covered with a pale golden aura, which is the aura of Xuanhuang! The pores of the whole body are opened, and the fragrance of medicinal qi is revealed. Ye Chen closed his eyes, and his mind seemed to have entered another point.

Ye Chen is looking at the law. In the sea of his knowledge, the rusty broken sword was silent, as if it had fallen silent forever. But in Ye Chen's mind, the method that the broken sword taught to Ye Chen that belonged to the Great Emperor was releasing dazzling light.

Mysterious and vast, there is the flow of the emperor, and an extremely incomprehensible aura is flowing. Ye Chen watched and saw thousands of fonts flying. And, on every font, it is so exciting, and every trace of blood is driven. He seemed to see a trace of the emperor's shadow rising and falling.

The method of the Great Emperor, this is the feeling left by a generation of Great Emperors! How can it be so simple?

"Emperor, reign over the world!"

A generation of emperors, that is the real figure who laid the foundation of an era.

Becoming an emperor is something that every cultivator dreams of, but it is extremely luxurious. There are hundreds of millions of cultivators, but there are only a few emperors, and the method of a generation of emperors is incomparably precious.

Ye Chen ran the medicine guide, attracting his mind, and looked at the mysterious fonts attached to the imperial law.

It's hard to fathom, as if there are thousands of meteors flying in Ye Chen's eyes, and they can't be caught at all!

Ye Chen doesn't believe in evil: "Could it be that this fat meat is in hand, but you can't eat it?"

Immediately, Ye Chen drove all his minds. In the fusion of his physique and bloodline. Trying to capture those fonts.

"Shhh

A tingling sensation came from Ye Chen's eyes, and he gasped in pain. This emperor, every word drives a powerful force, that is the emperor. Ye Chen's cultivation and realm are too low. Just going to observe the imperial law like this, it would be good if he didn't let his mind be ruined.

But even so, Ye Chen still didn't give up. It drove all the minds and flowed sharply... Blood was pouring from the corners of his mouth, and there were two blood streaks between his eyes, sliding down his cheeks.

Ye Chen was like this, he didn't give up, and tried his best to fight against this imperial law. He has forgotten himself, and the power brought by the emperor law has already caused Ye Chen to sink.

Didn't perceive it, in his sea of consciousness. On the ten bloodlines that were like pillars of heaven, the third bloodline that belonged to him, the bloodline of his right hand. It is beating sharply.

Brush!

There is an endless Xuanhuang aura attached to it.

Automatic pulse washing?

As we all know, the washing of the veins of the Qi Control Realm is to transform the qi with the body and cleanse the blood in it! However, this is not the case with Ye Chen at this moment. He didn't turn into qi in his body, the terrifying Xuanhuang qi covered Ye Chen's bloodline on his own, washing his veins independently.

If someone could see Ye Chen's changes at this moment, they would definitely be shocked. Because it's one of a kind!

This has never happened before. Even the subject Ye Chen didn't feel anything at this moment.

He's wrestling at the moment. Drove all the minds and struggled with this emperor.

During the struggle, Ye Chen was longing, longing for great strength. Perhaps, it was this sharp desire that drove Ye Chen's other deep-seated power that belonged to Wu.

The harmony of blood and physique! Perhaps, this is another secret of witches. But at this moment, no one can explore, not even Ye Chen.

As far as the most mysterious in this world is concerned, Ye Chen's body is one of them. No one can see through the extreme witch, even the peerless witch who has the body of the witch, and he can't see through it.

Rumble!

At this time, in Ye Chen's mind, a roaring sound sounded. The sound of the avenue sang, and wisps of imperial power poured down, illuminating Ye Chen's mind. Immediately, the word "array" clearly emerged in Ye Chen's mind.

"Array!" Ye Chen whispered.

The effort was not in vain. With just one formation word, Ye Chen felt that it seemed as if there was the power of endless years flowing with it.