The fairy light was too fast, even Xiyan couldn't react in time.
The immortal light of memory penetrated her body, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
However, the painful scenes she imagined when she opened her memory did not appear, and she did not feel any abnormality.
"Junior sister, are you okay?" The purple-haired young man hurriedly stepped forward with a worried look on his face, acting very realistically.
Xi Yan said nothing, she just looked at the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain quietly, as if she could see the old Ye Chen through the mountain.
"How could it be like this? It failed?" Ye Chen frowned and stared at Xi Yan, "It's still as weird as Ji Ningshuang back then."
Immediately, he raised his hand tremblingly, took out a jade slip, held it in both hands, and bit into it crazily.
The second ray of fairy light flew out and sank into the center of Xiyan's eyebrows.
But the strange thing is that Xiyan's body only trembled slightly for a moment, and nothing special happened again, everything was ineffective.
"Damn it." Ye Chen vomited blood, with teeth fragments still in the blood, and his breath was instantly annihilated to the extreme.
"Asshole." The purple-haired young man shouted angrily at the mountain, "What did you do to your junior sister?"
There were two fairy lights at the front and back, and even the weakest person could see the clues, it must be the Holy Body causing trouble.
"Come out, fight with me, and I will suppress you with one palm." The purple-haired young man snorted coldly, with a righteous attitude. For those who don't know, you thought he and Ye Chen had a grudge for killing their father? Said very arrogantly.
Ye Chen ignored this guy and still stared at Xi Yan, hoping for a miracle to get her to unblock her.
However, the miracle he expected did not happen.
"Get out, I will kill you." The purple-haired young man was still shouting, and his momentum was starting to leak out.
"Huayang." The reincarnated Xiyan couldn't help but scolded, and stopped this guy's shouting, which was really noisy.
"Junior sister, he..."
"I'm going to practice in the stars. Don't follow me anymore." Xi Yan directly interrupted the purple-haired young man.
"Junior sister." The purple-haired young man named Huayang wanted to follow, but Xiyan's body skills were mysterious and he had disappeared.
Before leaving, she did not forget to look back at Wuzhishan. Her heart was still very painful and she still wanted to cry.
"Are you leaving now?" Ye Chen raised his head, tears clouding his eyes and blurring his old vision.
She did leave, but I wonder if the ban can be lifted.
She also doesn’t know if he will still be alive on the day she unblocks her memory, perhaps between life and death.
"It's all you, it's all you." The guy from Huayang was furious, with a face as ferocious as an evil ghost. He used his killing sword and struck the Wuzhi Mountain with one sword after another, trying to break the Buddha's seal and drag Ye Chen out. Five horses cut the body into pieces.
Ye Chen closed his eyes, without even looking at him, and buried his head again, his dim eyes without any light.
I don't know when I saw Huayang put away his killing sword.
He didn't break the seal, and he definitely couldn't break the seal. His expression became even more ferocious, "You, wait for me."
With a final roar, he turned and left.
Heaven and earth, once again entered tranquility, with only the flying white snow.
Ye Chen sat in the dark underground for three days.
It wasn't until the fourth day that he slightly raised his eyes.
From a distance, a figure came across the sky. It was a young man. He was not a human being, but his body was a crane.
That's right, that's his brother: Xian Wanghe.
He went out for training a hundred years ago and came back a hundred years later.
He had just returned and heard about Ye Chen being pressed into Wuzhishan. He exploded on the spot and became furious.
Over the course of a hundred years, he advanced to the level of a saint, and his aura was much reduced, but his body was filled with a strong evil spirit.
During this experience, I probably suffered a lot of blood. I came here with blood. This journey is paved with blood and bones.
"Damn it." Before the Immortal King Crane even landed, he cursed. There was a cold light in the crane's eyes. Without saying a word, he swung his sword and slashed the Five Finger Mountain.
The sound of metal colliding immediately sounded. His peak sword strike failed to shake Wuzhishan. Instead, he was knocked away. When he stabilized his body, he vomited blood on the spot.
"It's useless." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse. He could speak, but Xian Wanghe couldn't hear him.
"His grandma's." Immortal King He staggered and glared at the Buddha scroll hanging on the top of Wuzhi Mountain. The Buddha's seal was too overbearing and could not be broken except by the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers.
Obviously, he didn't have imperial weapons. Even if he had imperial weapons, with his way of doing things, he couldn't break the seal.
He looked away, looked at the bottom of the mountain, and called desperately, "Old Qi, I know you are still alive."
Wuzhi Mountain stood there without any echo. In other words, Ye Chen had an echo, but it was blocked by the mountain.
Looking at the Immortal King Crane in front of the mountain, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, and a wave of warmth instantly filled his trembling body.
He should be very lucky to have a brother who misses him so much.
"Hold on, I'll find someone to save you." Immortal King He put away his killing sword, then turned around and climbed to the sky in one step.
However, as soon as he ascended to the sky, he saw seven divine rays coming towards him, with overwhelming power, all of which were fatal blows.
Immortal King He snorted coldly, raised his hand suddenly, wiped it out with a palm, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and stared coldly at one side.
Not only was he watching, but Ye Chen, who was pressed at the bottom of the mountain, was also watching. Although he was blocked, his vision was still there.
But in the distance, there are seven figures coming together in the sky. They are all saints with extraordinary bloodlines.
The seven people are not from the same family. Because they wear different robes, they should belong to the seven families.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and did not recognize those seven people, but he recognized that their Taoist robes belonged to seven powers: Yuhua Divine Dynasty, Taiqing Palace, Sun and Moon Divine Sect, Supreme City, Misty Palace, Cangling Palace and Tianpu Holy place.
Needless to say, that is the new son of God from the seven powers.
In the past, in the ancient ruins, the original sons of gods of the seven factions were all killed by Ye Chen. Now, it is expected and reasonable to re-select the sons of gods.
Moreover, this new Son of God is all ruthless, even worse than the previous Son of God.
While they were talking, the seven people had arrived and looked at the Immortal King He with interest, "Who am I to vote for? It's actually Fellow Daoist He from the Southern Territory. Why, come to see your brother?"
"Seven bastards, how dare they sneak up on me." Immortal King He cursed angrily, and there was a vision behind him.
"Someone said that anyone related to Ye Chen will be killed." The Son of God of Punishment smiled faintly.
"With you?" Immortal King He snorted coldly, stepped forward to the sky, went straight to the Son of God of Punishment, and slashed the sky and the earth with one sword.
The son of the God of Punishment is full of amusement, and holds a big seal in his hand to resist.
With one hard move, the guy was cut off and staggered back.
"You have some moral skills!" Seeing that the Son of Heaven's Punishment was defeated in one defeat, the other six divine sons swarmed around and killed him, using fists, shadows and palm prints, sacrificial weapons, or shaking formations, all using great killing techniques.
Against a lineup of seven, Immortal King Crane was instantly at a disadvantage, and his body was covered in bloody gouges one after another, which was very miserable.
"Let's go!" Ye Chen in the mountain shouted with all his strength.
If it were one-on-one, none of the seven divine sons could be a match for the Immortal King Crane. However, if the seven of them united and attacked together, they would still be invincible despite the strength of the Immortal King He.
After only a few rounds, the Immortal King Crane was completely suppressed, and his body exploded, with flesh and bones flying everywhere.
"Okay, very good." The Immortal King Crane shot out a cold light, and smiled in anger. He also knew how to avoid the sharp edge and fled into the sky.
"Have you left yet?" The playful laughter came from the distance, extremely misty, cold and silent.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a golden palm print pushing across the sky.
The Immortal King Crane was hit on the spot and flew back again.
Before he could stop himself, he saw a streak of black light coming from the next day. It was a war spear, and its whole body was pitch black.
Blood spattered, and the Immortal King Crane was nailed directly to Wuzhi Mountain. The blood that flowed out dyed the mountain red.
"Fourth." Ye Chen's eyes were red, he staggered up and tried to come out, but was caught by the iron chain.
"What a fucking embarrassment." Immortal King He vomited blood from his mouth, and the war spear was fused with the secret method of sealing. It not only nailed him, but also restrained him, making him unable to move at all.
In the void, there are people coming from the sky, not one person, but a group of people, the crowd is like a sea, and the darkness is overwhelming.
The two leaders were powerful, their bodies were radiating golden light, their energy and blood were majestic, and their eyes were dazzling.
"Golden Crow, Kunpeng." Ye Chen's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he recognized the two people's identities at a glance.
It was indeed Jinwu and Kunpeng. One was the second prince of Jinwu and the other was the third prince of Kunpeng. Ye Chen had seen both of them.
In the past, Prince Jinwu and Prince Kunpeng were both beheaded. Most of them were the new crown princes chosen by the clan.
At this moment, it is more accurate to call them the Second Prince of Jinwu and the Third Prince of Kunpeng, which can be regarded as a fixed ranking.
Looking behind the second prince Jinwu and the third prince Kunpeng, Ye Chen also saw many familiar people: the sixth prince of the Baqi tribe, the fourth prince of the Fengdiao tribe, the eighth prince of the Blood Goose tribe, the seventh prince of the Dapeng tribe, the ninth prince of the Shenpeng tribe... ..
They are also like Jinwu and Kunpeng. The previous princes were all beheaded, but to their surprise, they were all selected as the princes of the clan to continue the inheritance.
In this way, these individuals should thank Ye Chen.
If Ye Chen had not killed the prince of their family in the past, they would not have risen from the prince to the prince.
"I didn't even return to my ancestral land with my family. Like Kui Niu and Little Ape Emperor, did they all run away to gain experience?" Ye Chen's old face looked extremely ugly.
"Ye Chen, you're fine." Many princes steadied themselves, glanced at the Immortal King Crane nailed to the mountain, and then looked at the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain with interest.
Ye Chen was silent, his cloudy and bloody eyes just stared at him. Even if he wanted to reply, he could not be heard from outside.
"Speaking of which, we still have to thank you."
"If you hadn't killed my lovely prince and brother, we wouldn't have been able to rise to power. You are such a benefactor."
"But having said that, they are brothers after all. Since they are blood debts, they must be paid with blood."
"It doesn't matter if you can escape being wanted by thousands of people, but you can't escape the Buddha's suppression, just like a dog."
Many princes stood all over the sky, twisting their necks in contentment, all smiling, with sinister white teeth, teasing and playful, enjoying the feeling of being on top.
Ye Chen buried his head, the heavy iron chains locked him so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his old face was bloodless.
"Thousands of years have passed, and it really makes people miss him." When Ye Chen was silent, a female voice filled the sky.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen suddenly raised his eyes, and his cloudy eyes instantly turned blood red, about to burst.
That female voice was very familiar to him, and he would never forget it until his death.
Under his gaze, in the distant sky, a woman came from the sky, dressed in colorful fairy clothes, with visions intertwined all over her body. She was as magnificent as a queen.
She was actually Fengxian, the princess of the Phoenix clan.