The night sky is deep and the stars are like dust.
In the underground palace, Ye Chen also sat down on the ground, his appearance was a bit messy, there was stubble on his mouth, and his face showed exhaustion. Even though he was an ancient holy body, his expression was a little pale.
At this moment, thirty Yinming Death Generals stood neatly in three rows and ten columns in front of him, which was the result of his several days.
good!
Ye Chen swallowed a pill and smiled happily.
There are three saints and twenty-seven quasi-sages. If this fighting power spreads out, it will definitely shake the star field.
However, Ye Chen also understood that there was still some gap between the Yin Ming Death General and the monks of the same level. After all, the Yin Ming Death General was a dead thing, while living people had thoughts, so there was no comparison.
After resting for a while, Ye Chen swallowed a lot of pills before getting up.
The next step is to get to the point. He continues to shuttle among the thirty Yin Ming Death Generals, imprinting his secret techniques and magical powers into their bodies, which is a complete set of killing techniques.
Late at night, Ye Chen called Situ Nan, Long Yi and Liu Neng into the underground palace.
Depend on!
As soon as they entered, the three of them couldn't help but uttered a curse word. With their eyesight, they could naturally see what Ye Chen was hiding in the underground palace these days. He was refining the Yin Ming Death General!
Awesome!
The three of them sighed and clicked their tongues, not knowing that Ye Chen was doing such an earth-shattering thing.
Three saint-level Yinming Death Generals, and more than twenty groups of quasi-sage-level ones, what a lineup this is.
One for each person, choose by yourself!
Ye Chen found a comfortable place and took out the wine bottle.
The three of them were not polite, and they were very conscious. Long Yi chose the bloodthirsty old demon, Situ Nan chose the ancestor of dragon transformation, and Liu Neng chose the silver-robed saint. The two soul brands were implanted into the body of the dead general Yin Ming.
Later, Ye Ruxue, Murong Miaoxin and twenty-five other reincarnations were called into the underground palace.
Everyone was surprised when they saw the Yin Ming Death General refined by Ye Chen.
The twenty-seven people also each chose the Yin Ming Death General. However, unlike Situ Nan and the others, the Yin Ming Death General they controlled were all at the quasi-saint level. However, these did not matter. No matter who controlled them, they would be protected. This fairy mountain protects the reincarnations of Da Chu.
There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.
In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured over the fairyland, giving this fairyland another gorgeous coat.
The reincarnated people have walked out of the cave and are sitting on the mountain peaks to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. Everyone is very diligent in saying that in this world full of crises, they need to improve their strength as soon as possible.
Ye Chen walked out of the underground palace and climbed up to the most majestic mountain peak in heaven. He calmly looked down at the entire fairy mountain, just like he had looked down at Dachu in the past. Every familiar face made him feel dazed.
Long Yi also stretched and walked up, "Looking at so many reincarnations, don't you have anything to say?"
"Everything is unspoken."
"whispering sound!"
"No nonsense, let me ask you something serious." Ye Chen collected his thoughts and asked, "In your memory, is there anyone who knows the secrets of dreams, or someone who can truly connect illusion and reality."
"Why do you ask that?" Long Yi was a little surprised.
"I dreamed about Da Chu." Ye Chen said lightly.
"Isn't this strange? I often dream about Da Chu."
"But I can really see the people in Dachu." Ye Chen spoke again, "They all really exist. I can see them and hear them clearly, but they can't see me, even more so. Until I speak, there is only a misty dream between us."
"Are you sure?" Long Yi frowned slightly and looked at Ye Chen.
"Absolutely certain."
"Imperial magic, dreams will return to the ages." Long Yi said leisurely, "Connecting reality with illusory dreams, there is indeed such a heaven-defying existence in my memory, and he is also one of the one hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang. , may also be called a dream demon. If the Great Sun Tathagata is the weirdest emperor, and she is the most ethereal and dreamy emperor, in her later years due to the entanglement between illusion and reality, she also fell into madness just like you in the past. The name of Dream Demon has been around since then.”
"It's really incredible." Ye Chen took a deep breath.
"You are even more incredible." Long Yi looked at Ye Chen, his eyes changed, "You can actually return to Dachu in a dream."
"I... hmm?" As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, he frowned and looked at Fang Xutian.
"Someone has entered Dachu Star." Long Yi also followed and looked over. The secret technique to cover Dachu Star was arranged by him. No one who enters can escape his prying eyes, just like this time.
Under the gaze of the two people, two figures came from the sky, an old man in black robes and an old man in white robes. Their cultivation levels were actually saints. In terms of accurate cultivation level, they should be on par with Patriarch Hualong.
The two of them stopped in Xutian, which was more than 100,000 feet away from the Heavenly Court Immortal Mountain, and looked at the Immortal Mountain with slightly narrowed eyes.
"It seems that the people who defeated the Hualong Sect before have taken over the Hualong Sect's lair." The black-robed old man muttered, as if he could see the stone tablet standing outside the Heavenly Court Fairy Mountain from hundreds of thousands of feet away.
"Heaven?" The old man in white robe gently stroked his beard, looking a little confused, "What kind of force is this?"
"This ancient star from Hualong Sect is not an ordinary ancient star. Why don't we capture it." The old man in black robe looked at the old man in white robe. "With the strength of the two of us, we can probably do it."
"Have you forgotten a hundred years ago?" The old man in white said in a deep voice, "There are nine dragons in Hualong Sect that can dominate the sky. The mountain-protecting barrier is so powerful. If a saint were in charge of the mountain-protecting barrier, you and I would be attacked for ten days. It doesn’t take half a month for them to blast away, but these people can drive away the Hualong Sect, which shows that their strength is extraordinary. It would be uncomfortable to kill them so rashly."
"How will you know if you don't try." The old man in black robe was unwilling to give in. "We are both saints, so we can escape unscathed."
"Don't get into trouble."
"I have a sense of propriety." The old man in black robes took one step across, and like a ray of fairy light, he went straight to the Heavenly Court Immortal Mountain. He stopped in the virtual sky outside the Heavenly Court Immortal Mountain, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He wanted to see the scene in the mountain, but was blocked by a mysterious... Covered by secret techniques, all you see are misty clouds.
"Fellow Taoist in the mountain, can you please come out and have a chat?" The black-robed old man's words were vague and passed into the mountain.
"Of course you can." Ye Chen smiled slightly, walked out of the fairy mountain in one step, and stood in the sky, facing the black-robed old man from a distance, "But I don't know why the senior called the junior out."
Seeing that Ye Chen was just an emperor, the old man in black robes looked gloomy, "At least it is the big force that replaced Hualong Sect and sent an emperor to talk to me. This is what you call the way of hospitality in heaven. Please call me quickly." Your ancestor comes out of the mountain, otherwise I will not let you go."
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled lightly, "I am the Holy Lord of this heaven. Senior, just tell me if you have anything to say."
"Are you the Holy Lord of Heaven?" The old man in black robe frowned slightly and couldn't help but look Ye Chen up and down. He glanced around with contempt in his eyes, "It seems that I really think highly of this place."
"What do you want to do, senior?" Ye Chen looked at the old man in black robe with interest.
"You can go, this ancient star will be ours from today on." The old man in black robe said calmly, stroking his beard gently, like a reclusive master, his words were full of majesty.
"What if we don't leave?" Ye Chen still looked at the old man in black robes with interest.
"Then you are seeking death." The old man in black robe snorted coldly, moved forward, and rushed to Ye Chen. His purpose was very simple, that is to capture Ye Chen quickly, since Ye Chen is the Holy Lord of this heaven. , as long as he is captured, the next thing will be much easier to handle.
However, he still underestimated Ye Chen, and when he reached out with one hand, he failed to catch Ye Chen.
I underestimated you!
The old man in black robe sneered, caught up with him, and once again stretched out his withered palm, carrying a powerful holy power, and there were seal characters flowing in the palm, which was a kind of forbidden magical power, and he wanted to ban Ye Chen on the spot.
Ye Chen didn't take it seriously, turned sideways mysteriously, and dodged again.
He couldn't help but feel the urge to laugh at the behavior of the old man in black robe.
The Hualong Sect has one saint and nine quasi-sages. These lineups have all been beaten away by us, which is enough to prove the strength of Heavenly Court. You are just a saint and you dare to come here to show off. Your brain is really kicked by a donkey.
Oh yes, forgot!
Ye Chen glanced at the distant sky, where there was still a saint watching. The lineup of two saints did have the capital to attack heaven, saints! If you can't beat it, you can run away.
Where to go!
The old man in black robe chased after him again, his face was extremely gloomy. He was a saint, but he failed to catch an emperor in the first time. If this matter spread, people would laugh out loud.
Ye Chen dodged again, turned around and rushed into the Immortal Mountain of Heaven.
Leave!
The old man in black robe took one step across and followed Ye Chen into the fairy mountain.
Fortunately, Long Yi opened the mountain barrier in an instant, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get in so easily.
However, it is easy to get in, but not so easy to get out.
Just as the black-robed old man entered, three black shadows appeared. They were three saint-level Yinming Death Generals refined by Ye Chen. They were listed on three sides of the sky, blocking the black-robed old man in one side of the sky.
puppet
The old man in black robe frowned and saw the clue at a glance. He looked a little shocked because it was a saint-level puppet.
No, not a puppet!
The old man in black robe frowned deeper and saw more clearly. He had seen puppets before, but the three puppets in front of him were indeed a little different. Their aura was very powerful.
Without thinking much, the old man in black robe turned around immediately.
The lineup of three saint-level puppets is not small. If they fight alone, he will naturally not be afraid. But if the three of them attack together, it will be enough to suppress him. The old man in black robe is aware of the seriousness of the problem. In this Heavenly Court Mingli There was something strange in the secret, which made him feel very bad.
Are you here but want to leave
Ye Chen reached the sky in one step, blocked his way, and brought him in. Wasn't it just to close the door and beat the dog
Get out of here!
The old man in black robe shouted loudly, pushed out a dragon head with one palm, and roared towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, and was extremely powerful. He stepped forward and punched Bahuang, which incorporated dozens of magical powers and the principles of chaos. He punched through the sky with one punch. The roaring dragon head burst into pieces on the spot. , even the body of the old man in black robe trembled, and he was so shocked that he staggered back.