In the bizarre domain gate passage, all the quasi-emperors, emperors and generals of the gods of Da Chu are standing there, heading towards Da Chu. .org
The imperial-level domain gates spanned the starry sky and were listed on the long river of time, subverting the laws and reversing the universe.
"Are you excited?" The Human King poked Ye Chen, winked, and smiled in a vulgar way, and he really deserved a beating.
"It would be strange not to be excited." Ye Chen's eyes were shining brightly, his excitement was suppressed, and his heart was pounding.
The lost child will finally return to his hometown. The road home is full of blood and tears. The story of the vicissitudes of life spans the past and present, and spans a thousand years.
"Your Chu Xuan is still there." Donghuang Taixin whispered and smiled, "Now she has merged with Dao for the ninth time and returned to Da Chu. You should go back to Heng Yue first. She still needs a few days to regain her consciousness."
"Understood." Ye Chen's eyes were filled with tears. In the haze, he seemed to be able to see the beautiful figure, looking back at him and smiling.
"Your Nanming Yushu is still here." Donghuang Taixin chuckled again, "Wearing a bright red wedding dress for you."
"She...she's still alive?" Ye Chen suddenly raised his eyes.
"With me here, how can I let her die?" The Human King licked his hair, adjusted his collar, and became more and more elegant.
Ye Chen didn't believe this guy and turned to look at Emperor Xuan.
Emperor Xuan smiled and nodded slightly, showing the gentleness of his ancestors, but also showing a trace of guilt. He was a famous Emperor of Chu, but he was not a good father.
Ye Chen's body trembled, tears were rolling in his eyes, and he was very excited.
He owed her his life in exchange for his life and thought he would never be able to repay it in this life. Now that she was still alive, how could he not be excited.
That relationship has been riddled with holes and is entangled in cause and effect.
The jade wash in Nanming in the past life, the flower dance in this life, and the dance in the wedding dress are even more graceful and immortal, engraved in the soul.
"Thank you for still being alive." Ye Chen smiled with tears in his eyes, and it was not in vain for him to break his soul and separate her from his previous life.
"There is something puzzling that I wanted to ask before you died." Emperor Yan spoke slowly, interrupting Ye Chen's thoughts.
"Senior, it's okay to ask." Ye Chen calmed down.
"Who was it that killed you back then?" Yanhuang said. When he asked, all the quasi-emperors also looked at him collectively.
Ye Chen held back his tears, an icy cold light bloomed in his eyes, "The Zhuxian Sword, the Zhuxian Sword, killed my life and soul."
"The Immortal Killing Sword?" When the quasi-emperors heard this, their faces turned cold. The sword that boasted of being a god had caused too many killings.
It was only today that they learned the true cause of Ye Chen's death.
Everyone thought he died because of Emperor Dou, but little did they know that he was attacked by the Immortal Killing Sword. This secret definitely shocked the world.
"Hongchen and Liudao have gone back." Ye Chen asked, "The two of them separated from my body and went after the Zhuxian Sword."
"Three years, no news." The Human King shook his head gently, "Both of them are destined to die and reincarnate, even if I don't think about their future, it is worthy of recognition that they are still alive."
"Those two are the really ruthless people!" Beilin Divine General sighed and clicked his tongue. No one refuted his words.
I still remember the time when Hong Chen, Liu Dao and Ye Chen merged and nearly caused the emperor's calamity. They borrowed their cultivation and Ye Chen's blood to push a heavenly holy body to greatness, and it defied the heavens. Killed the emperor.
Otherwise, most of these ten thousand realms and heavens would have been trampled to the ground.
A perfect emperor is too terrifying and can destroy everything in the world. All the emperors are ants, and it is difficult to match him.
It's a pity that since the emperor left, there is no emperor in the world anymore. If the emperor is still alive, how dare the devil dare to be so presumptuous
Speaking of the Great Emperor, everyone can't help but think of the underworld.
Why are they both one of the three realms? There is no supreme being in the human realm, but there are in the underworld, and there are two damn ones.
It’s true that comparing people to others is infuriating, and comparing worlds to each other can overwhelm the world! Thinking about it now, I have the urge to scold my mother.
"Your bloodline is several times purer than that of your previous life. You must have had many opportunities in the underworld!" Tianlao smiled, and with one sentence, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"The origin of Chen Zhan, the divine treasure of Emperor Huang, and the sacred bones of Ba Yuan." Ye Chen smiled and spoke simply.
"Is it... no wonder." Even if he was in a quasi-emperor state of mind, he couldn't help but be shocked and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.
Ba Yuan, the first Dacheng Holy Body in history, the legend of Dacheng Holy Body rivaling the Great Emperor started from him.
Emperor Huang, who fought to become the emperor for the eternal purpose of protecting Yue, blocked the five emperors of the Heavenly Demon Realm at the edge of the universe with the power of one person. Without him, there would be no Empress of Donghua, and without Empress of Donghua, there would be no prosperity for all the worlds. and continuation.
Chen Zhan, the last holy body in the ancient times, with his death, divided the ancient times and the ancient times, and achieved supreme glory.
The three most stunning holy bodies in the history of the universe.
Their origins, sacred bones, and divine treasures are now gathered in one person. This is the entrustment of their ancestors. He also bears the mission and glory of his ancestors. How extraordinary.
"This death is indeed a blessing." No matter whether it was the quasi-emperors of Chu or the emperors and generals, they all couldn't help but smile.
"It's just luck." Ye Chen chuckled. The word "luck" was indeed very accurate. His luck was unparalleled.
The quasi-emperors were embarrassed, but compared to him, they were not embarrassed at all.
Death can be a blessing. He died several times before and after, one more time, and everyone in the world got used to it.
The passage fell into silence, and everyone stopped talking. Everyone was silent, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Xuan, what are you thinking about?" Hua Qingluo turned her head and looked at Di Xuan. All the quasi-emperors expressed embarrassment, but Di Xuan's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, and she didn't even look at Ye Chen.
Di Xuan remained silent, but her brows furrowed deeper and deeper because the Emperor Sword in her body was vibrating violently for some unknown reason.
Her brother Emperor's imperial weapon had never behaved like this before. She could feel that this imperial weapon was full of doubts.
The Imperial Soldier was confused, and she was even more confused. She didn't know why it was like this. The Imperial Soldier had a spirit, and its restlessness must be a sign.
While he was talking, a light door appeared in front of him, with divine light radiating out and the power of space raging, and he had reached the entrance of Dachu.
Before he went out, Ye Chen could already smell the scent of Da Chu, and the warmth flowed into his heart like a stream of warmth.
"We are waiting for you at Tianxuanmen." Donghuang Taixin stepped out of the light gate in one step, and the Nine Emperors of Chu, the quasi-emperors of Tianxuanmen, and the nine great generals also stepped out of the light gate in order.
"It won't be long." Ye Chenzhi was not slow at all. As soon as the quasi-emperors left, he stepped out of the light door.
"What?" How about saying that he is different from others. When the quasi-emperors went out, there was no sound. But when he went out, there was a loud curse, howling domineeringly.
When all the quasi-emperors heard this, they all looked back to see what was going on.
how to say? On the top of a mountain, there was a fat old man and a thin old man, stewing meat in an iron pot. The meat was fragrant.
This is nothing. What's nonsense is that Ye Chen stepped out of the door with one step and stepped on human flesh.
At this moment, he was still sitting in a pot of human flesh.
That picture was really eye-catching, and all the quasi-emperors who saw it couldn't help but curl their lips. There was no one else like this quasi-emperor.
"Who are you! You came out of nowhere to provoke you." The fat old man blew his beard and stared, jumping three feet high.
"You're sincere!" The thin old man also yelled at the top of his lungs. Before he started eating, you came in with a kick, and a big pot of stew was cleaned.
The two of them looked like they had taken gunpowder, like they had been injected with chicken blood. They cursed each other without stopping, making them cry like ghosts and howls like wolves.
But Ye Chen, on the other hand, just ignored it and stuck it in the human pot, like a stone statue, looking in all directions.
In his eyes, there is a vast land of mountains and rivers, with long rolling rivers and huge mountains. The vast and fertile land is full of vicissitudes of life.
Before dawn, the stars and moonlight were still pouring down, covering this land with a gorgeous coat.
"Da Chu." Ye Chen's eyes filled with tears, and he greedily sucked in the air. It's been a thousand years, he's been gone for a thousand years.
Every flower, every grass, every tree, every mountain, every water, every star and every moon is all as clear as in memory.
"Why are you crying?" The fat old man looked stunned.
"I probably cried because I was stewed." The thin old man pinched his beard, "I used real fire, very violent."
"We're home." When the two of them were talking, Ye Chen choked with laughter, even though he moved, he stepped out of the iron pot.
He was like a divine light, as fast as thunder and lightning, heading straight towards Hengyue.
In the deep starry sky, a bright arc is outlined, which is so dazzling that anyone who looks at it will think it is a shooting star.
"You ruined my pot of meat without even a single apology. Who the hell are you! You're eating shit!" the fat old man yelled.
"Old Bai, do you think that person looks familiar to you?" The thin old man muttered as he touched his chin.
"Looks familiar? Is there any?" The fat old man raised his eyebrows.
"Don't you think it looks like the Holy Master of our Great Chu Heavenly Court?"
"When you say that, it still... looks a bit similar." The fat old man scratched his head, looking confused.
The two chatted happily, and Ye Chen also flew very fast. Looking at the vast mountains and rivers below, the corners of his eyes became moist.
At some point, he landed in a spiritual mountain.
Lingshan is shrouded in clouds and mist, hazy, shining with brilliance, and is so beautiful that it seems like a fairyland on earth.
This is the home of Hengyuezong, the home that we have to return to after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. It is just like in the previous life, everything is so cordial.
At the foot of Jade Girl Peak, he stood quietly, looking up at the mountain peak, feeling unreal, like an illusory dream.
Jade Girl Peak is still the Jade Girl Peak of the past. There is his tomb on the peak, his confidante, his beautiful cheeks, and the traces of tears still remaining in the corners of his eyes.
Ye Chen's face was filled with tears when he saw it. The tears that had been suppressed for thousands of years were all over his face. Every drop was ancient.
At this moment, his hair turned into snow-white strands, shining with brilliance, and stained with the dust of time.
His eyes were hazy, and in a trance, all the past events were revealed, and even after one reincarnation, it was difficult to erase them.
Time is like a knife, carving traces on his body, and each trace is a witness of time.
"Who are you!" There was a surprised voice from behind.
It was a fat man, or to be more precise, a fat man, holding a jar of wine in his arms, looking at Ye Chen's back in confusion.
Needless to say, this person is Xiong Er. In three years, he has not grown very tall and has a lot of fat.
On a new day, I came here with a drink to go to Jade Girl Peak to pay homage to Ye Chen. I have done this for the past three years.
Today, I rarely got up early, but I bumped into a strange man stuck under Jade Girl Peak, like a javelin.
"What are you asking? Who are you!" Seeing that Ye Chen didn't answer, Xiong Er asked again, focusing his two small eyes.
Ye Chen was pulled back from his thoughts, turned around slowly, and showed a weathered smile, "Fat man, long time no see."