"This..." Hearing Ye Chen's words, the scene exploded. The expressions of the monks in the heavens became extremely exciting, with confusion, shock, and various expressions on their faces.
"He could be Chen Ye who is dead? How is this possible?"
"How did he avoid the eight emperor's deadly attacks?"
Discussions came and went, forming a tidal wave, one wave higher than the other, and many monks were dizzy.
Chen Ye, these days, he is the most popular person.
In the starry sky, with only the support of the quasi-emperor soldiers, they dared to fight fiercely in the wilderness. Corpses of direct killings littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.
In the sea of stars, the vast army was defeated and stained with blood. Countless ancient warships sank in the sea of stars.
In the Western Desert, the commotion was even greater, starting a civil war among the eight tribes, triggering the Heavenly Tribulation of the Eight Emperors, and causing chaos all over the sky.
Each and every one of them is an act that goes against heaven.
It's a pity that that unparalleled genius was buried under the imperial soldiers. Every time I think about it, I can't help but sigh.
But now, how could he not be shocked when he was told that Chen Ye was still alive? This news caught people off guard.
"No wonder, no wonder it looks so familiar, it's Chen Ye." Chiyangzi sighed, feeling his head buzzing, "Eight emperor soldiers can dodge the ultimate kill, how awesome!"
"Since he is Chen Ye, he has the qualifications to look down on the Great Desolate. The Eight Emperors of the Great Desolate were all slaughtered. Who dares to underestimate him."
"It's really unexpected." Jiang Taixu and Mo Yuan smiled and shook their heads, but their moods were also greatly disturbed.
"He now reminds me of another person." Fenghuang smiled complicatedly, Chen Ye looked so much like Ye Chen.
"Okay, it's lively now." Emperor Tianshuo said with a smile, not forgetting to glance at the Honghuang tribe.
"It will be more lively later." Xiaolu took out the wine bottle and twisted his neck vigorously, as if he was warming up before a battle.
"Fairy Mother, it's not unexpected." Xiao Jiuxian blinked his big eyes and laughed like a naughty elf.
"Unexpected." Yaochi Fairy Mother chuckled and looked at Little Nine Immortals with interest, "Girl, you seem to have known about it."
"Secret." Xiao Jiuxian chuckled and took out a bag of candies. They tasted very good. He didn't forget to stuff one for Chen Yi. Tianshuo and Xiaolu looked at it and wanted to have one too.
Master Jiuxiao came again, dragged him away and left. This time he had to be careful, because if he was not careful, the person would disappear again.
"Yantian, you damn old dog." The little ape emperor was already scolding, and all the juniors had cold faces.
If it weren't for Yan Tian, Ye Chen wouldn't have been exposed so quickly.
It doesn't matter what he said, it directly pushed Ye Chen to the forefront, and the great clans of the ancient world would definitely unite because of this.
It's okay that Yantian belongs to the prehistoric tribe, but it turns out that Yantian belongs to all the heavenly people, and he actually harmed all the outstanding people in the heavens.
"Damn it." The juniors were angry, and the seniors were so angry that their stomachs ached, and they all seemed to swarm him and kick him to death.
"He deserves to die even more." Yan Tian smiled gloomily, very happily. He only wanted Ye Chen to die, and nothing else mattered.
"Let's kill that guy!" the old man cursed secretly.
"Reliable." Jiuchen picked up a rusty iron sword, breathed a sigh of relief on it, and wiped it hard with his sleeve. Jiang Taixu and others looked at it sideways, it was an imperial weapon.
"Chen Ye, he is still alive." The shock in the world continued, and the noise became louder and louder.
"Okay, very good. I let you escape in the past, but I will kill you today." Compared to the monks in the heavens, the prehistoric tribe smiled ferociously, like a bunch of evil ghosts, gloomy and terrifying.
Because Ye Chen's identity was exposed, they really joined forces in a tacit understanding. There were dozens of fairy lights that penetrated the sky. Each one was a Ji Dao Emperor's weapon, and wisps of Ji Dao Emperor's power spread all over the world, heaven and earth. It buzzed, and various destructive visions intertwined, sketching a terrifying picture.
The clear sky turned dark and lightless, and the billowing aura of prehistoric times made it impossible to see any light in the world.
"Damn it." The Holy Ape King cursed angrily, suddenly standing in the sky, activating the Jidao Emperor's soldiers and reviving the Jidao Emperor's power.
"Damn it." Emperor Xuanwu and Emperor Kui Niu both snorted coldly, and together they were in one place, as were all the Ji Dao emperor soldiers.
The quasi-emperors of the heavens, such as the Seventh Son of Donghua, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Lord, Phoenix, the True Master of Jiuxiao, and the Immortal Mother of Yaochi, all ascended to heaven and stabilized the world.
However, such a battle in the prehistoric times, with dozens of extremely powerful imperial weapons, both the number of powerful men and the number of imperial soldiers were three times that of the heavens, and the power of the heavens was suppressed on the spot.
"Absolutely suppressed!" The white-robed old man of the Colorful Phoenix Clan frowned, "The battle of the Prehistoric Clan is too huge."
"Uncle, he saved my life, you have to help him." Tianzhi tugged at the white-robed old man, his eyes full of hope.
"Let's take a look first." The old man in white robe took a deep breath, "Our clan has been neutral since ancient times, and participating in it is a war."
"It's supposed to be time to arrive." Tianshuo's group of Imperial Dao inheritors were all looking at the sky, as if they were waiting for someone. Even Jiuchen was looking up with his head raised. Ye Chen was waiting for reinforcements from Da Chu. They are also waiting.
The world is buzzing, the power of Nirvana is rampant, wreaking havoc in the sky, the heavens are confronting the primitive world, dozens of imperial soldiers are like rounds of sun, the pressure of the extreme is causing the world to collapse, and those with weak cultivation are already spurting blood, standing Neither could stand firm.
The atmosphere is tense. No matter which side orders it, a war will break out, and the flames of war will burn across all realms and heavens.
"I won't give up until you kill me!" Ye Chen glanced at the sky. The sky was full of human figures, covering the vast sky.
"You cannot escape execution today." The prehistoric quasi-emperor shouted loudly, the sound was like a roar, resounding all over the sky, cold and majestic, and the heaven and earth were imprisoned by the emperor's soldiers who filled the sky.
"In the Western Desert, you said the same thing." Ye Chen picked his ears and blew the earwax out casually. Facing the alliance of great clans, he acted as if nothing was wrong.
"Then kill him." Quasi-Emperor Qiongqi was furious and mobilized the emperor's soldiers, aiming at Ye Chen, trying to sweep out the emperor's immortal light.
However, at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded.
But when I saw a big hole in the sky, a fairy light shot out from inside. After looking carefully, I realized that it was a big cauldron. It was huge, thick, simple and natural, surrounded by gold characters, arranged on its own. You could vaguely hear the intertwining sounds of the great roads. The sound in the sky was loud, very mysterious and extraordinary.
Isn't that tripod Ye Chen's natal magic weapon? It flew from Hengyue Mountain, crossed the starry sky, and arrived at Xuanhuang.
Under the gaze of everyone, the Chaos Cauldron hung in front of Ye Chen. It hummed and trembled, seeming excited, crying, and aggrieved. It was like a child who had found a home. After nearly three years of separation, he returned again. The owner's side.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time." Ye Chen raised his hand and touched it gently, smiling at the vicissitudes of life. It was indeed a reunion of past and present lives. The arrival of the Chaos Cauldron made him feel warmer.
"Great Luo Divine Iron." Seeing the Chaos Cauldron, the eyes of the prehistoric tribe were brightened with greed. No matter how low-sighted the Chaos Cauldron was, they could still see how extraordinary the Chaos Cauldron was. It was cast from the Great Luo Divine Iron. It was an absolutely priceless treasure. Even the Great Emperor You may not be able to find a piece of it, but you never thought that there is such a piece, and it has been cast into a large cauldron.
In addition, the golden ancient characters imprinted on it are the Dunjia Tianzi, which is related to the Dunjia Tianshu. It is even more extraordinary and, like the tripod, is also a priceless treasure.
"That's the Chaos Cauldron?" Chiyangzi opened his mouth, looking a little stunned, "Ye Chen's natal magical weapon?"
"Why is Ye Chen's natal weapon so close to Chen Ye?" The old man Quasi-Emperor was surprised, "It's really new."
"Recognize Chenye as your master? When did this happen?"
"How can I recognize him as my master? He is his master." Jiang Taixu took a deep breath and couldn't help but smile.
"What do you mean?" Chiyangzi turned around with a confused expression. Everyone who listened turned their heads and looked at Jiang Taixu.
"Chen Ye, call back." Jiang Taixu didn't say anything, but Mo Yuan smiled leisurely. His words were full of profound meaning, as if he had already seen the clues from Chaos Cauldron's reaction.
"The other way around?" Everyone raised their eyebrows when they heard this.
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