A quarter of an hour later, several people came out of the abyss. They were healed one by one by Ye Chen and swallowed many elixirs. Coupled with their own overbearing recovery power, the four people of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saint had recovered to a certain extent. ． 『.
"Do you know where the emperor is?" Ye Chen took a sip of wine and looked at the four of them.
"I haven't seen him before." All four of them shook their heads, "They are probably fighting with the Emperor's son."
"The numbers are very different, so don't let the whole army be wiped out." Ye Chen rubbed his eyebrows. The ruins of Tianzun were too big. Looking for the emperor's son was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Maybe, by the time he found the emperor's son, he would be a corpse.
"I'm afraid it will be a burden for me to stay in the conquest among the emperor's sons!" The emperor shook his head and smiled.
"Let's go." Nan Di waved his hand in the most carefree way, turned around and left.
"When the Great Dao is merged, we can settle the accounts with Honghuang." Emperor Xizun did the same and turned around with a smile.
The bloodline has been restored and the divine treasure is fully opened. This is the relic of Lai, the greatest creation. What they have to do now is not to fight desperately, but to find a quiet place and meditate. The future war will be more cruel.
The three of them left, and only Beisheng was left. He hesitated, then pursed his lips and said, "Ye Chen, get out alive."
"You must live." Ye Chen flicked his sleeves and stepped into the void. After that, there were still vague words coming back, "What happened to the ancient ruins back then was my fault. If I can get out alive... "
Ye Chen gradually moved away, and only those words echoed between heaven and earth.
Bei Sheng smiled slightly, his cheeks under the moonlight embellished with a blush. He took one last look at the back, turned around and followed Nan Di and others.
Under the moon, Ye Chen walked across the sky, and he and the dharma body went to two different places, followed by many clones.
The top priority is to find the sons of the emperors of the various heavens. There are too many emperors of the prehistoric era, and their numbers will absolutely overwhelm the sons of the emperors of the heavens. Just as Kui Niu and Xiao Yuanhuang said, in a one-on-three lineup, the emperors of the heavens will definitely lose.
He steadied himself on a piece of plain. The plain was a plain, but the yellow sand was flying around. In the soil, there were mostly half-covered skeletons. They had been buried for who knows how many years. Most of them were the skeletons of ancestors who had come in that year. Looking for an opportunity, but due to various reasons, he sleeps forever in Tianzun's ruins.
Walking on the plains, you can still hear the howling of fierce ghosts. The grievances and evil thoughts of the deceased during their lifetime are very strong. Endless years have bred wisdom and turned into terrifying evil spirits.
Ye Chen ignored him, the emperor's evil aura surged, and the evil spirits were afraid and retreated one after another, not daring to approach him.
I don't know when a storm broke out, and the evil spirits on the plain were all ripped away by a terrible swallowing force. They screamed together, as if this was not the plain, but an endless hell.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and saw through this strange phenomenon. Someone was swallowing evil spirits.
That person was an acquaintance, a glutton of the same kind who swallowed everything he saw.
It's a pity that it's just a prince, not an emperor. He's stuck in the sky above the plains, devouring him crazily. I don't know what kind of evil method he has practiced. He's nourishing his origin with evil spirits, and he's devouring it happily.
"Come here." Ye Chen pointed at Prince Taotie from a distance.
"What a pure bloodline." Prince Taotie's eyes were blazing with fire and full of greed. He activated the sky-swallowing vortex and pressed towards Ye Chen. He was more interested in Ye Chen than the evil spirit.
"Didn't your elders warn you that there are some people you shouldn't mess with?" Ye Chen snorted coldly, ignoring the sky-swallowing vortex, and breathed out with a palm. The void space could not withstand the pressure and suddenly collapsed.
Prince Taotie's expression changed and he was about to run away, but it was too late. His body was wiped out by Ye Chen's palm. His soul was also picked up by Ye Chen and imprisoned in the air using a secret method.
"Ye Chen, you are Ye Chen." Prince Taotie's face became frightened, and he could smell the breath of death.
"You guessed it right." Ye Chen spoke indifferently, pressed his palm on the Taotie Prince Tianling Gai, and cast the secret soul-searching method.
Taotie screamed, his soul body became distorted, and the divine sea was rumbling, ready to explode.
Ye Chen frowned, just because there was a mysterious restriction in the Taotie Divine Sea, which specifically prevented others from searching for their souls.
Until the Taotie Yuan Shen collapsed, he could not find any information. He was already used to this.
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After extinguishing the Taotie, Ye Chen was about to leave, but he took a step up and then fell down again. He subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked at his feet. Through the thick soil on the surface, he saw the deepest part at a glance.
"Spiritual Vein of the Earth." Ye Chen's eyes were bright and he could see the treasure hidden in it. It was a spiritual vein. It was not strong, but it was very pure. After years of vicissitudes, the essence had been deposited.
"With such strong resentment and evil thoughts covering up, no wonder no one noticed it." Ye Chen slashed with a palm, cutting open the ground, transformed into a big hand, reached deep, and pulled out the spiritual vein.
"An unexpected surprise." With a smile, Ye Chen stuffed the spiritual vein into the cauldron and sealed it. When he returned to Dachu, he planted it in the Hengyue Sect. Over time, more earth spiritual veins would breed, which would also be considered a creation for future generations. Fu De, he has already experienced the special power of the earth's spiritual veins.
"Boss, I have an acquaintance." When Ye Chen was happy, a rush of words came into his mind.
Those words came from the clone, who found an acquaintance and also passed a picture to the original person.
Ye Chen looked at the picture and could tell who it was at a glance. They were indeed familiar faces, not one, but two: Long Jie and the Spirit Clan Goddess.
The appearance of the two of them was a bit miserable. The dragon's bones were dripping with blood. They were holding a bloody dragon sword in one hand and carrying the nearly dead spirit goddess on their backs. They were stumbling around, and every footprint was bloody.
Ye Chen set off immediately and locked the position with the connection between his original body and his clone. Since he knew it, it was impossible not to save him.
As soon as they left Cangyuan, they met the dim-sighted Prehistoric tribe. They were three Prehistoric Great Sages. They looked exactly the same. Needless to say, they were twin brothers. They even practiced the same techniques and Tao principles.
"Hand over the treasure and allow you to live and die in peace..."
puff! puff! puff!
One of the Great Sages was killed by Ye Chen before he finished speaking. His two brothers were also shocked and killed by Ye Chen with a sword. Where was I rushing to save them? Net trouble.
In a deep mountain, the staggering Dragon Tribulation was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing out blood violently. The blood was still shining with black light, which was caused by murderous intent and was destroying his foundation.
"Let me go!" the Spirit Goddess murmured, her voice weak, with blood still flowing from the corners of her mouth. Her clear and beautiful eyes were glowing with dim light, and the fire of her soul was extremely close to being annihilated.
"Don't say stupid things." Long Jie's voice was hoarse, "I will take you out alive."
"If you don't have me in your heart, why give me hope."
"Only when you have hope can you have faith." Long Jie smiled, used the dragon knife to support him, and staggered to his feet.
"It's really touching!" Before Long Jie could take two steps, he heard a sinister laughter behind him.
In the darkness, a man wearing a purple robe walked out. His true face was not visible, only a pair of eyes were shining brightly, like a ghost in the night, and his sinister laughter contained a sinister magic power.
Long Jie collapsed again and ignored the man, "Do the monks in the heavens have to kill all the people in the heavens?"
"What does the world have to do with me?" The man in purple robe smiled quietly and walked slowly.
"Very good." Long Jie sneered and stuck the Tyrannosaurus Sword on the ground. He was not prepared to resist anymore. In his current state, even walking was a problem. How could he fight against the powerful purple-robed man.
"The miserable mandarin duck will be a good companion on the road to hell." The man in purple robe smiled playfully, with a faint light lingering on his fingertips.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you have to say?" Laughter rang out, and the clone of Ye Chen, who was covered in black robes, rushed over and stood in front of Long Jie and the Spirit Goddess, always trying to buy time for him.
"I don't dare to come. It's interesting to send a clone." The purple-robed man smiled even more playfully.
"We are all people from the heavens. We can't see each other even when we look up. Give them a try and let them go!" Ye Chen's clone laughed.
"Who do you think you are?" The man in purple robe didn't even look at Ye Chen's clone. He brushed his palm over and wiped out Ye Chen's clone.
"The clone is nothing, what about the main body?" You laughed mistyly, Ye Chen came like the wind, the clone was erased, and turned into him, standing in front of Long Jie and the Spirit Goddess. He was very interested. looked at the man in purple robe.
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