"This..." Ye Chen trembled suddenly, and his face turned pale.
"Which one is it?" The old man looked at the Human King and asked tentatively.
"The number one divine general." The Human King replied, sighing.
His words instantly depressed the atmosphere, and a layer of gloom enveloped his mood. The disaster came too unexpectedly, and he was unprepared. A quasi-emperor died like this. The first divine general under Emperor Xianwu, who had followed Emperor Zun conquered the world and made great achievements, but now, it has become the dust of history.
"It's really a bad year!" The old man shook his head sadly.
These words really spoke to Ye Chen's heart. Not only was the passing year unfavorable, it was simply a constant misfortune. In these years, he had been practicing with the King of Humans, and he would always hear about the annihilation of people who should be robbed. For forty years, this happened. Chu Yingjie, the quasi-emperor, had fallen to no fewer than dozens of emperors. Even until his death, he did not know who his predecessor was.
Suddenly, a sense of guilt flooded Ye Chen's heart.
In the final analysis, he has an unshirkable responsibility for this craze of coping with the disaster. The blood inheritance limit appeared on the same day, which triggered this disaster. More than 80% of the quasi-emperors were forced to respond to the disaster.
To this day, it has only been forty years, but there are countless quasi-emperors of the heavens who can be destroyed. In a disaster, the peak combat power of the heavens has suffered a terrible blow, and it is difficult to recover.
No one knows how many more people will be buried in the disaster. This disaster is full of sorrow and blood, and people can't help but tremble in their hearts. The world is too cruel, and the sky is too cold-blooded. It is against the heavens. The journey is paved with the blood and bones of living creatures, and anyone may fall on the road.
The night was eerily quiet, and the three of them were silent. Even the wretched old man received the collector's edition, unable to hide the sadness in his eyes.
This time, what the three of them drank was no longer ancient tea, but strong wine, extremely bitter, so bitter that it was difficult to swallow.
It was approaching dawn, and there were gradually more and more pedestrians on the street.
On a new day, the ancient city is full of vitality, and all walks of life are full of energy. Restaurants, stalls, and performers are all soliciting customers, shouting constantly, and it is very lively. All kinds of mortals play various roles in the hustle and bustle. , performs the warmth and coldness of the world, and outlines the various aspects of the world.
Now, the old man's tea stall became particularly inconspicuous.
However, people passing by would often turn their heads and look at this side with strange expressions, especially Ye Chen and the Human King, who were wearing cloaks and cloaks and did not show their true appearance, which made pedestrians who passed by couldn't help but Step forward and uncover that layer of mystery.
Soon, a customer came to the tea stall, and the old man got up to warm water and make tea.
Ye Chen put away his sad thoughts and just looked at the old man selling tea quietly. He was obviously a strong man of the generation and the supreme quasi-emperor, but he was selling tea in the mortal world. He was not angry at all when the tea guests urged and cursed him, he just smiled. When you greet him, it seems that he is just an ordinary old tea seller in this mortal world.
Ye Chen began to understand that the intention of the King of Humans was not to obtain the Dunjia Tianzi. His real purpose was to let him see how this old man entered the mortal world to practice.
Although the mortal world is not as good as the monk world, and although it does not have the dreamy fairyland, there is one thing that the monk world can never compare with, that is, the original ordinaryness, which monks cannot imitate.
"Old man, a bowl of tea." When Ye Chen was deep in thought, a voice sounded, cold and indifferent, without emotion.
His thoughts were interrupted, Ye Chen subconsciously turned his head and looked to the side.
A new guest came to the tea table next to him. He was also wearing a cloak. He was frail but handsome. In other words, he was a woman pretending to be a man. Her appearance was already peerless. When she dressed up as a man, she was very handsome. Extremely handsome and perfect.
She should be a swordsman, well, to be more precise, an assassin. She is restrained and cold to the bone, her eyes are as cold as ice, and there is no trace of human emotion on her cheeks.
When Ye Chen looked at her, she had just sat down, put the sword on the table, and just drank tea quietly. Perhaps her temperament was so cold that people who came to drink tea subconsciously kept a distance from her. , Master, this is a martial arts master.
Ye Chen closed his eyes and deliberately pulled down his cloak.
It's not surprising that he was like this, because the woman disguised as a man was a person who deserved the tribulation, and she was also the emperor of Chu: the Moon Emperor.
Looking at the Human King again, he also made the same move, pulling down his cloak, as if he knew that this woman was the Moon King.
Although the two of them were sad, they were not too shocked. Along the way of practice, they had met too many people who should be robbed, with all kinds of characters, including monks and mortals, spiritual plants and monster beasts.
At this moment, the Moon Emperor should be transformed into an assassin. Compared with those quasi-emperors who should be transformed into spiritual grass and monster beasts, it is already considered normal.
"Her destiny is very weak." The human king said leisurely.
"Are you saying that Senior Moon Emperor will probably not be able to survive the calamity?" Ye Chen tensed up and stared at the Human King closely.
"Anyone who should be robbed is likely to be buried in the catastrophe." The Human King said lightly, "Whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it depends on fate."
Ye Chen was silent. His question was a bit too stupid. The King of Humans has said it thousands of times on this matter. Whether he can pass the test smoothly depends on luck.
It is true that the human king can use the power of creation to reverse the calamity of people, but it will definitely cause more changes. After all, the human king Fuxi is not the divine king of creation, and this field is not his expertise.
"What's going on? It's still dark." When the two of them communicated secretly, someone unknown to them shouted in surprise.
Indeed, there are dark clouds in the sky, and the clear sky is covered in darkness. Among the rolling dark clouds, there are also lightning and thunder, like signs before rain, and like a monk's catastrophe.
Because of this change, the ancient city burst into excitement. Both pedestrians and stall owners raised their heads. Even people in the restaurant ran out. People on the second floor opened their windows and looked up.
Under the gaze of everyone, a purple-haired young man appeared and came from the sky. He had scarlet eyes and hunting robes. He was an emperor-level monk.
"It's Ying Jie again." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could tell that it was a Ying Jie quasi-emperor, or a prehistoric quasi-emperor.
"Immortal?" The mortals in the city murmured, looking at him with stunned expressions. Isn't he a legendary god who can walk in the void
However, before they could kneel to the ground, a powerful pressure descended from the sky and enveloped the ancient city. Everyone in the city, whether standing or sitting, was suppressed to the point of being unable to move. Naturally, not all of them were able to move. Including Ye Chen and the others.
"There is nothing better than using your blood to sacrifice my magic weapon." The purple-haired young man smiled faintly, his eyes sparkling, and his words were filled with an irresistible magic power. She was like a king, standing in the sky. , overlooking the common people, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his expression playful and playful.
Immediately, he saw a ray of blood shooting out from between his brows, turning into a pagoda, with silver radiance all over his body, overflowing with bright immortal energy, and every ray was extremely heavy, making the sky tremble.
Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes turned cold. As a holy king, he knew that the purple-haired young man wanted to swallow all mortals into the tower and destroy them. This was an evil method of refining weapons, using the blood of living creatures. To refining one's own magical weapon, what is needed is the resentment of living beings. He has seen too many methods of refining this weapon.
"Don't interfere." Seeing that Ye Chen was about to take action, the King of Humans said in a message.
"If we don't intervene, Senior Moon Emperor will not be able to escape this disaster." Ye Chen said, and glanced at the Moon Emperor. She also turned pale and her mouth was bleeding. In the mortal world, although she is a martial arts master, but in the In front of the monk, she was far from enough to see him. An emperor in the realm could kill her countless times with just one palm.
"Don't worry, someone will take care of it." The Human King said calmly, still drinking quietly, as if he didn't see the misfortunes of mortals.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a big hand suddenly appeared.
The purple-haired young man in Xutian was about to control the tower to devour the living beings when he bumped into the big hand. His expression suddenly changed and he wanted to run away, but it was already too late. The pressure of the big hand was too strong and he couldn't even move. He couldn't move, let alone escape.
In just a moment, he was wiped into nothingness by a palm, even his screams were saved, and his natal divine tower was also blown up.
He was depressed until his death. There were so many mortal ancient stars, but he chose this place. Unexpectedly, there was a person with great supernatural powers hidden in this city, and he accidentally lost his life.
Because of his death, the dark world became bright again.
In the city, the imprisoned mortals also resumed their actions. Without saying a word, they collapsed in large areas with sweat on their backs, their faces were pale, and they were breathing heavily.
At that moment, they felt cold all over, as if they were being dragged into hell. It was not difficult to guess that other immortals came to rescue them, otherwise, they would have already been on the road to hell.
However, with their naked eyes, they naturally don’t know who saved him.
Just because ordinary people don't know it doesn't mean that Ye Chen doesn't know it. He really saw it. It was the old tea seller who made the move. The palm was very casual. In his eyes, an emperor was far from enough.
"If he interferes like this, he won't disturb Ying Jie?" Ye Chen asked.
"He didn't know that he was the one who was going to be robbed." The Human King said leisurely.
"How could I not know?" Ye Chen wondered, "I can tell that he is a quasi-emperor, can I not tell that?"
"My vision is almost wrong, let alone his." The Human King couldn't help but smile, "Although this old guy's combat power is not weak, his vision is far behind. In a certain sense, he is not as good as you. Since you don't know, there is no serious problem. As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. In this case, it will not disturb Yingjie. But you and I are a different matter. We already know that Yingjie is the one who should be robbed. If you intervene rashly, it is intentional, and the two are different in nature."
"So that's it." Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, showing no pity for the death of the Prehistoric Emperor. If the Great Prehistoric clan knew about it, they would probably be very distressed. A peak Quasi-Emperor was destroyed.
On the side, the Moon Emperor stood up, left two copper coins on the table, and staggered away, disappearing into the crowd, his back bleak.
Ye Chen watched her leave, and he couldn't bear it. Everyone said that her fate was weak and she would probably be destroyed in the disaster.
Perhaps, this time will be the last time they meet. If they really fall into disaster, Qian Shangyue will be so sad. (https://)