ah!
In Mojia Dongfu, Ye Chen suddenly sat up.
After two or three seconds of sluggishness, he hurriedly looked around and found that he had returned from his dream.
How can it be! How can it be!
Ye Chen hugged his head, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality. The doubts were like a sea, swallowing him up like a tide.
Open the door!
When his thoughts were confused, someone kicked in the door outside the cave.
Xiong Er came, kicking him vigorously, as if he was going to break through the door with a mace.
Ye Chen shook his head, stood up slowly, glanced at the scroll, and frowned deeply.
I will finally solve all your doubts!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen put away the scroll with a flick of his hand, turned around and walked out of the cave.
Then, screams of ghosts and wolves were heard outside the cave. Xiong Er, who was kicking the door a moment ago, was pinned to the ground by Ye Chen and beat him up in the next second. Xiong Er didn't know where Ye Chen got the anger from. Ye Chen also didn't know why he beat Xiong Er, he didn't even have a reason.
Xiong Er cried after being beaten, with runny nose and tears.
Ye Chen coughed dryly, secretly thinking that the attack was a bit harsh, and flicked his hands to take out the scene imprinted on the Hengyue Mountain Peak: Tang Ruxuan sat on the top of the mountain with her knees in her arms, quietly looking up at the misty starry sky.
This time, Xiong Er cried even more painfully.
Hua Yun, Zhou Ao, Yue Chi Xun and Da Chu were reincarnated, and they were all a little stunned to see Xiong Er like this.
Ye Chen kept waving his hands, and rays of fairy light flew out from the sea of spirits, which were also imprinted with the scenes taken by each of them in Dachu.
The reincarnated person's body trembled when he saw it, and there were tears in his excited eyes.
It was night, and the reincarnations of Dachu gathered together. The aroma of wine overflowed and the atmosphere was warm.
It wasn't until late at night that everyone was drunk.
Ye Chen stood up, used magic power to dissolve the alcohol, took one last look at the reincarnated person, and then stepped onto Xutian.
After staying in the Xuantian Star Territory for long enough, he searched all the ancient stars and also found the Dachu people who were reincarnated in the Xuantian Star Territory. The mission of this star territory was completed, and he needed to embark on a new journey.
Behind him, those drunken reincarnations stood up one after another and waved in the direction of Ye Chen's departure. After parting this time, it might be thousands of years before they meet again.
Ye Chen flew out of the Southern Sky Star and glanced at the starry sky map, it was like a divine light streaking across the starry sky.
This is another lonely journey.
Three days later, he flew out of the Xuantian Star Territory and set foot on a new starry sky. There was a mark on the starry sky map, which was a star territory called Litian.
Just like the Xuantian Star Territory, the edge of the Litian Star Territory is also an inaccessible starry sky. After flying all the way for a day, not a single living ancient star was seen, but there were quite a few meteorites in patches.
I don't know how long it took before Ye Chen saw monks coming and going in twos and threes, but they only hurriedly crossed the starry sky.
Ahead, the starry sky was trembling, causing Ye Chen to stop subconsciously.
The starry sky trembled, which was caused by the strong pressure. It was a human figure, more accurately, a majestic person, more than three feet tall, with bare arms and bare feet, and his lower body was wrapped He was wearing a tiger skin and carrying a pitch black mace in his hand.
He seemed to be a barbarian who had walked out of the wilderness. Before he even got close, the aura of the ancient world surged, his muscles showed his domineering power, and his eyes, like copper bells, glowed with bright fairy light.
saint!
Ye Chen murmured, that man was extremely powerful, more powerful than any saint he had ever seen.
While Ye Chen was muttering, the barbarian came, carrying a huge beast on his shoulders. Looking carefully, he saw a dark dragon, covered in blood, and it was over a hundred feet tall.
A barbarian one to three feet tall was carrying a dragon that was one hundred feet tall. Ye Chen was quite shocked when he saw this scene. Although the dragon was dead, Ye Chen could still tell that it was a saint.
So cool!
Ye Chen sighed and clicked his tongue in his heart, he could imagine the horrific scene of the barbarian beating the saint dragon to death with a mace.
This master is not easy to mess with!
Ye Chen thought to himself and avoided from a distance.
Huh
Just as Ye Chen flew away, the barbarian passing by subconsciously turned his head, his eyes as bright as a torch shining with light.
Immediately, he carried the Saint Dragon on his shoulders and chased after him. Although he was big and looked a little clumsy, in fact he was not clumsy. He actually spanned ten thousand feet in one step and stopped Ye Chen in the starry sky.
Being stopped suddenly, Ye Chen frowned slightly, "Senior, what do you mean by stopping me?"
"Ancient Holy Body." The barbarian looked at Ye Chen up and down, his big nose still shrugging.
"What ancient holy body." Ye Chen looked at the barbarian pretending to be confused.
"I won't eat you, so what are you afraid of?" The barbarian laughed boldly, his voice was like a bell, and even the starry sky around him shook when he spoke, "You don't have to lie to me, I can smell the energy and blood of your holy body."
"Senior, I'm afraid I smelled it wrong." Ye Chen laughed dryly and raised his feet to leave again.
"I'll give you this black dragon in exchange for a wisp of holy blood." The barbarian stopped Ye Chen again and grinned, "This is a good thing. It's full of treasures. If you pull it back and bake it, it tastes good."
"It's... so tasteful." Ye Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but be in awe of the barbarian. Listening to the barbarian's tone, he usually ate a lot of this saint-level monster.
"Change or not." The barbarian looked at Ye Chen, his bright eyes still radiating fire.
"I am not the Ancient Holy Body."
"Don't lie to me." The barbarian twitched his nose again.
"I... Huh?" Before Ye Chen could finish his words, he let out a soft sigh. He glanced at the tough barbarian, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the black dragon that the barbarian was carrying. He looked familiar.
"What a coincidence!" Ye Chen touched his chin and sighed, he had seen this saint black dragon before.
That day, he went on the road with Dongyang and Qingyue. Three saints who came out of the way wanted to capture him, a black-robed saint, a white-robed saint, and a silver-robed saint. The black-robed saint was actually a dragon. This is the head that the barbarian is carrying on his shoulders at the moment.
"Retribution in this world?" Ye Chen had a meaningful look on his face. The black-robed saint was so impressive that day, but he never expected to see him again like this. Even if he turned into his true form, he would still be beaten to death.
"Change or not." The barbarian still looked at Ye Chen, waiting for Ye Chen's reply.
"Senior, where did you get this dragon?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
"The starry sky in front of me wants to eat me, and I'll beat it to death."
"Is he the only one?"
"There were three more who were beaten away by me." The barbarian was honest and didn't hide anything.
"How fierce is this!" Ye Chen clicked his tongue in his heart. They are all saints. You picked on three of them and beat one to death. He was actually glad that it was not Dongyang and Qingyue who were beaten to death.
"I want to use your blood body to save people. If you don't change it, I will rob him." The barbarian showed his mace, which was a fierce holy soldier. When the mace was smashed down, the saint would cry.
"You can change it, but you have to add the copper bracelet on your wrist." Ye Chen said, not forgetting to glance at the copper bracelet on the barbarian's wrist. It was a treasure and was made of special fairy materials.
"I can't give you this copper bracelet, it's inherited from our ancestors."
"Then there's nothing I can do to help."
"Forget it, I'll just grab it!" The barbarian put down the black dragon and swung it with his hand, which was bigger than a cattail leaf fan.
"You still have something like this." Without saying a word, Ye Chen shrunk and escaped. As soon as he left, the starry sky where he was before exploded, and the power of the barbarian's palm was unparalleled.
When the barbarians saw this, they covered the sky with their hands and captured him again.
Xian Lun Tian... Poof!
Ye Chen was just about to use the Immortal Wheel Heavenly Way to escape like a black hole, but he failed. Before he finished speaking those four words, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Perhaps when he peeked at the scroll, the powerful backlash caused the Immortal Wheel Eye to malfunction again. Although there is no self-sealing, it still blocks the way of heaven.
Unable to escape into the black hole of space, Ye Chen suffered a big disaster and was slapped by a barbarian and flew out.
Wow!
The monks passing by stopped, their eyes swaying left and right in the direction Ye Chen flew out.
boom!
Soon, a roar was heard from a dead ancient star eight thousand feet away. Ye Chen flew out and exploded the ancient star.
The barbarian picked up the black dragon and stepped forward.
Wow!
Ye Chen staggered to his feet, and his holy body shattered after being hit by the barbarian's palm. Fortunately, the barbarian didn't use all his strength, otherwise he might have been killed instantly on the spot. The barbarian guy was simply extremely powerful.
Nonsense!
Ye Chen was swaying, and blood was pouring from his mouth. If he had known that the Immortal Wheel Eye would resist the power of heaven, he would have traded the black dragon with the barbarian without hesitation, and he would not have been blown away accidentally.
"Come with me! I only borrow holy blood, not kill people." The copper bracelet on the barbarian's wrist flew out, and Ye Chen, who had just stood firm, was trapped. There were still ancient barbaric patterns flowing on it, but The powerful forbidden magical power actually made Ye Chen unable to move at all.
"Switch, I'll switch." Ye Chen was timid and immediately grinned.
"I've thought about it, it's more reliable for you to go back with me." The barbarian picked up the large mace, carried the black dragon on one shoulder, and carried Ye Chen in the other hand, and walked straight towards the starry sky.
It's a pity that Ye Chen, the majestic ancient holy body, the emperor of Da Chu, the ruthless man who once slaughtered the emperor, is now being carried like a little chicken, and is restrained from moving.
"Senior, what kind of cultivation level do you have?" Ye Chen said, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
"Holy King."
"I want to go home." Ye Chen almost cried in fear.
I thought he was a tough saint, but I had underestimated this big guy. His cultivation as a saint king was one level higher than that of a saint. No wonder Dongyang and the other three saints were beaten away.
Since he came to the world, this barbarian is still the person with the highest cultivation level he has ever seen. By chance, he was bumped into and slapped hard, almost crippling him.
"I won't kill you." Seeing that Ye Chen was about to cry, the barbarian grinned again.
"Senior is a Holy King, so you can't keep your word."
"No way, we barbarians are the most loyal." The barbarians spoke loudly, and they spoke one sentence at a time, which made Ye Chen feel embarrassed. This was the first time he had seen a saint who was so aloof and so close to the people. This was If it were another Holy King with a bad temper, he would be a mess by now.
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