Seeing Kui Niu's high fighting spirit, Ye Chen didn't say anything, just smiled slightly.
He was well aware of Kui Niu's combat prowess. He was on par with the Nine Immortals of the same rank. However, if he faced Xizun, he would most likely be defeated. He had already learned how strong Xizun was.
As he was speaking, another stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was black, mixed with thunder and lightning.
Kui Niu frowned again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a lingering divine light, he stared at Ye Chen's spirit, "Old Qi, what kind of technique are you practicing? The backlash is so overbearing."
"The criticism for many years is nothing serious." Ye Chen smiled relievedly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He did not intend to explain the reason to Kui Niu. Even the sword god was helpless, let alone Kui Niu.
"I can't understand you anymore." Kui Niu said deeply, his eyes shining with meaning.
Ye Chen smiled and just immersed himself in drinking. Zhou Tian's backlash was indeed extremely overbearing.
He has yet to find any kind of power that can withstand its invasion and destruction. No matter how hard it is, he cannot calculate his destiny. His unparalleled deduction will eventually pay a heavy price.
The night was getting darker, and the number of people in the small wine shop gradually became less and less. There were also a few drunkards who were addicted to alcohol, and they were still hiding in the corner, drinking, their eyes were blurry, and they burped one after another.
"Did you hear that? The Thunder Combat Body destroyed another quasi-saint king of the demon clan." Ye Chen, who was about to get up and leave, sat back down consciously after hearing these words outside the door.
Soon, three figures stepped into the small wine shop one after another. One was a sloppy old man, one was a bald man, and the third one was a normal-looking young man with a handsome face.
Whether he is a handsome young man, a bald man or a slovenly old man, they are all genuine old guys. Their cultivation level is at the quasi-saint level, and their age is also similar, almost a thousand years old.
The three of them may have come from afar, and they were all dusty. As soon as they sat down on their front feet, the bald man started to spray, "I saw it for real, the quasi-saint king of the demon clan was torn apart alive."
"I don't even know where that thunder battle body came from." The handsome young man sighed, "These days, the demon clan has spent a lot of money to catch him. The bounty on the wanted order is enough to build a There are so many monks in the army, but they failed to catch him."
"Xuanhuang is really full of talents." The sloppy old man put his hands in his hands and kept clicking his tongue. "In front is the Ancient Holy Body, and behind is the Thunder Battle Body. They are so fierce!"
"The battle body and the holy body are still not quite ready." The bald man drank a bowl of strong wine.
"When it comes to making trouble, obey the Ancient Holy Body. That's the ruthless character. From the Xuanhuang Xinghai to the Yaochi Festival, from the Yaochi Festival to the Donghuang Ancient City, from the Donghuang Ancient City to the ancient ruins, from the ancient ruins to the Xuanhuang South Region, Along the way, everywhere we went was bustling, and the noise became louder and louder every time. The outstanding people who died in his hands cannot be judged individually, but they must be judged in groups."
"He caused trouble in three of the five regions: Donghuang, Zhongzhou, Nanyu, and Xuanhuang. It shocked the world."
"It's a pity that no matter how strong the holy body is, it can't escape the wanted people of all races." The handsome young man shook his head helplessly, "For such an unparalleled evildoer to be buried in the underworld, people can't help but sigh."
"Visual inspection shows that the Thunder Warrior Body will follow in the footsteps of the Holy Body. There is no powerful force behind it to support it. How can one person defeat the great clans and religions? The Holy Body is a bloody example."
"Who says it's not? I'll wait..." The sloppy old man stopped dead before he finished speaking, just because a ghostly figure appeared beside their wine table with a whooshing sound. Needless to say who was coming. It was Ye Chen, wearing a black robe and a ghost mask, very mysterious.
"Who are you!" The handsome young man and the bald man also looked sideways, scanning Ye Chen up and down. We were chatting happily, and you came out with a whoosh, which scared me so much that I almost peed.
"I've invited these three fellow Taoists to have a drink." Ye Chen smiled slightly, very generously.
"This... How can this be so embarrassing?" Someone invited them to drink, and the three of them instantly burst into laughter.
"I just heard three people talking about the thunder battle body. I also like to hear gossip." Ye Chen also sat down and looked at the three of them with a smile. "I wonder where the battle body is. I want to see it too."
"The most recent one was outside Fodu City. It was there that I killed a quasi-saint king of the demon clan." The bald man said. He was very dedicated to his short-handedness and soft-spoken words.
"Outside the Buddha's Crossing City." Ye Chen whispered, and a map appeared in his mind. On it was the Buddha's Crossing City, which was also the Buddhist pure land. It was very far away from this city, at least eight million miles away.
"The demon clan is really pissed off this time." The handsome young man took a sip of wine and took over the conversation, "I issued a wanted order and called on all parties to hunt down the fighting body. The battle formation is very huge."
"The younger generation of geniuses, such as the Phoenix God Son, the God Son of the God Clan, the Demon Clan God Son, the God of Annihilation and the Immortal Clan God Son, have also joined in. They want to use the battle body as a training object, and they are chasing each other. Each one threatens to step on the battlefield. The body, blood and bones, the emperor’s way fights for supremacy.”
"To say that the fighting body is really impressive, the monster clan and the gods of various clans have such a huge array, but they can't catch him." The sloppy old man also missed a sentence, and he kept lamenting.
"He is so elusive that he can compete with that holy body." The bald man drank so hard that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
The three of them were talking excitedly, but as a listener, Ye Chen sat quietly and quietly.
It was obvious that his brows were furrowed. The more the three of them sprayed, the deeper his frown became. Xiao Chen's situation was not optimistic. The problem was that he didn't know where Xiao Chen was at the moment.
A wisp of breeze blew by, and he stood up. As quickly as it came, it went away quickly, with a whoosh.
Seeing this, the three bald men howled, "Damn it, pay for the drinks!"
Ye Chen stepped out of the wine shop without replying, only a storage bag flew back to the small wine shop.
Now, the three of them felt at ease. They all rolled up their sleeves, drank with open stomachs, and chatted happily.
I don’t know how they would feel if they knew that the person who invited them to drink wine was the Holy Eucharist.
Ye Chen and Kui Niu were walking side by side on the street. Neither of them looked very good-looking.
Although it was late at night, there were still a lot of pedestrians on the street, most of which were street tea stalls. There was a lot of discussion, and they were talking about the Thunder Fighting Body, and occasionally the Ancient Holy Body.
"If you dare to mess with our oldest son, you must do it." Kui Niu's fiery temper came back, and he cursed all the way. Since he was Ye Chen's brother, he was naturally his brother.
"I don't know where he is, it's a bit tricky!" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly. If he goes to Fodu City this time, Xiao Chen must not be there anymore. He needs more accurate information before he can set off.
"Let's go to Lingshan first, otherwise he will join in the fun." Kui Niu touched his chin.
"You and I have thought of it together. Let's go to Lingshan first." Ye Chen smiled and went straight to the teleportation array.
"Come here, let's take a look at the restricted area, Wangchuan." Kui Niu stepped forward and grabbed him, "Lingshan is going to be in three days, there is enough time, listen to me, you are right."
Ye Chen had no choice but let Kui Niu pull him and flew out of the ancient city of Wangchuan and headed straight for the restricted area of the Western Desert.
The night sky is deep and the stars are like dust. The land of the Western Desert is solemn and peaceful, accompanied by silence and tranquility.
It's night, the Forgotten River is peaceful, and there are mysterious forces intertwined, turning into ancient visions. You can see phoenixes dancing in the sky, and you can also see dragons circling, which is very extraordinary.
The stars and moonlight fell down, covering it with a bright coat and adding an inexplicable mystery. But the moonlight could not conceal its antiquity, and the stars could not conceal its vicissitudes.
Outside the Forgotten River, many people were standing, and some were wandering far away, looking at the sea.
These people are not natives of the West Desert, but outsiders. They want to go to Lingshan to listen to the teachings of Venerable Sakyamuni. Now that they have come to the West Desert, how can they not come to the Wangchuan restricted area to have a look? It is also a curiosity.
"The Forbidden City Wangchuan is truly worthy of its reputation." Some people lamented, but they did not dare to step forward. They just looked at the dreamlike sea from a distance, which was quite unreal and full of mystery.
"With so many gorgeous images intertwined, the Forgotten River is not as scary as the legend."
"That's easy to say, why not go in and take a look." Someone sneered, "It can be on par with the Eastern Wasteland Purgatory, the Southern Netherland, the Beiyue Huangquan and the Zhongzhou Tianxu, and its reputation is unquestionable."
"The ancient holy body was buried in the underworld a few days ago. This is an excellent proof."
This sentence made everyone present shiver. They had already heard about what happened in the Southern Territory. In addition to the holy body, there was also a great saint and two holy kings. Their deaths were very tragic.
Because of that tragic situation, the nine quasi-emperors such as Jinwu and Kunpeng were frightened away. Even if they were all feared, let alone those with low cultivation levels, if they stepped into the restricted area arbitrarily, the consequences could be imagined.
The world has reason to believe that Wangchuan, which is as tall as Hades, must also be extremely terrifying.
There are still many people coming from the horizon. They stop at a distance, not daring to get close, and just watch from a distance.
No matter how busy it is outside, the Forgotten River is peaceful and quiet. The water is calm without any ripples. When I look carefully, I can see that there are people deep in the Forgotten River, as if they are in a dream.
It was a woman, sitting there quietly, hugging her knees. The breeze, puzzled, stirred up her hair and slapped her cheeks one by one.
Needless to say, this woman is Ji Ningshuang, also known as Dongshen Yaochi. She has a sad and beautiful look, which makes people love her. Her world-famous face is so beautiful that it makes people suffocate and make people feel trance-like.
Ever since she came to Wangchuan, she had been sitting there, motionless like an ice statue.
Who would have thought that the unparalleled Dong Shen would seem to have lost his mind with just one word, his beautiful eyes like water, dull and dull, just like the water of the River of Forgetfulness, as silent as death.
I don't know when, but I saw her sideways eyes, looking quietly outside the Wangchuan River. She seemed to be able to see the people watching the Wangchuan River from a long distance away. She could see them, but they couldn't see her.
She smiled sadly, feeling that the wind was getting colder and colder, and her delicate body couldn't help but curl up.
However, just as she closed her eyes, two more figures fell down outside the Forgotten River and stood in the void.
In an instant, her dim eyes bloomed with fairy light, tears fell from her eyes, and they were sparkling.
That was Ye Chen. She could clearly see that even though he was covered in black robes and even though he was wearing a ghost mask, everything was false in her hazy eyes. She remembered his eyes.