Along with the bloody slaughter, along with the wails of the ancient world, the rumbling sounds of the battle gradually faded away, until finally, they were completely eliminated in the starry sky, and the vast star field finally found peace.
The starry sky was in ruins and stained with the blood of the ancient times.
When the heavenly and human cultivators came after them, Ye Chen and the Honghuang clan were no longer visible.
Defeated, Honghuang was defeated again, completely defeated.
There were more than a dozen races, totaling tens of thousands of people, and the Great Sage was no less than a few thousand, but they were killed by Ye Chen alone. Less than a thousand people were left, and they fled to their ancestral land.
All gods and humans stopped and did not move for a long time, their eyes full of awe.
The name of the Holy Body once again made it known to all: there are no people in all realms and heavens.
A dead star, Ye Chen appeared. He couldn't stand firm and almost fell to the ground. Although he won the battle, he was also seriously injured. If not for the return of the Holy Dao, he would have fallen down long ago.
In the copper furnace, Qian Shangyue stepped out and helped Ye Chen.
She had seen this bloody battle from beginning to end, and once again witnessed the tyranny of the Ancient Holy Body. Her tenth emperor, the Great Chu, would never disgrace the reputation of his ancestors no matter where he went.
"It doesn't matter, I can't die." Ye Chen wiped the blood and sat down tiredly.
Qian Shangyue also sat down, side by side with Ye Chen, but she always peeked at Ye Chen intentionally or unintentionally. From such a close distance, he could clearly see half of Ye Chen's face.
Under the moonlit night, her beautiful eyes were a little hazy and her mind was in a trance.
Looking at Ye Chen now is like looking at Shen Xuanfeng back then.
At that time, she was just a little girl who was not familiar with the world. She was sitting side by side with Shen Xuanfeng like this, looking at Ye Chen like this, looking at Shen Xuanfeng, she didn't know what she was looking at. He was the divine king of the Assassin Dynasty, and he had almost killed her mother.
But, that one look, that moment, it was love at first sight.
The unparalleled God King was like a seed that took root and sprouted in her heart. Even after a great cycle of reincarnation, it was still engraved in her soul. It was love across reincarnations.
"You'll have to take a quick look." Ye Chen said, just patting the dust on his shoulders.
Qian Shangyue's thoughts were interrupted, she looked back hurriedly, and hurriedly searched for a topic to cover up her inner embarrassment, "It's been seventy years, why didn't you go back to Dachu, and why did you go to the Netherworld Continent."
"What about you? Why don't you go home." Ye Chen looked at Qian Shangyue with a smile.
Qian Shangyue said nothing and only smiled forcefully.
"What you saw in Netherland Continent was the Six Paths of Ying Jie." Ye Chen spoke leisurely.
"No wonder, no wonder I look so much like you."
"While practicing, the Human King and I also met the Moon King, and Ying Jie became a mortal."
"I know." Qian Shangyue whispered with a smile, "I have also been to that ancient star, and I also met Ying Jie's mother. At this moment, Ying Jie's mother is already seventy years old, and she is in her twilight years."
"Don't worry, Senior Moon Emperor is extremely handsome and will definitely be able to survive the tribulation."
"I'll lend you some good words." Qian Shangyue chuckled.
She slowly stood up and said, "I'm going on my way. I'll see you next year."
"See you, Da Chu." Ye Chen smiled, gently flicked his hand, and integrated a quasi-emperor sword into Qian Shangyue's body. It was the quasi-emperor sword that Lin Xing borrowed from him. He gave it away this time and said it very consciously.
"Thank you." Qian Shangyue didn't refuse, soared up and disappeared.
Looking at Qian Shangyue's leaving figure, Ye Chen sighed.
Perhaps Shen Xuanfeng is no longer here.
But Qian Shangyue is still deceiving himself and searching hard for the love of the past.
After averting his gaze, Ye Chen pulled off his bloody clothes.
Then, there were storage bags piled up into a mountain. They were all looted from the Prehistoric tribe. There were countless source stones, and there were also many spiritual pills and spiritual grasses. Unfortunately, there was no refined Nine-turn Resurrection Pill. The remaining materials are the secret scroll and the magic weapon, both of which are extraordinary.
This battle was a fruitful one, and it was not worth taking the risk to kill the Golden Yang King.
Speaking of the divine assist, he took out the Golden Yang King's storage bag again, hoping to find the method of stripping the emperor's way. It was the emperor's immortal method, the god-level skill of the Yin people. If he learned it, he would be even more powerful.
But, unfortunately, the Emperor Dao Stripping was not found.
How could an immortal magic of that level be placed in a storage bag? King Jin Yang has been destroyed. No matter how hard it is to obtain, the Imperial Dao will probably be lost.
No longer thinking about King Jin Yang, he turned over and jumped up, stepping out of the ancient star.
The Netherworld Continent auction is coming soon, there will be a real fire auction, he can't miss it.
It was already night when we returned to Netherland Continent.
From a distance, Ye Chen saw a person standing at the gate of the city. It was Lin Xing's fellow. Don't get me wrong. He was not here to pick up Ye Chen, but where were the quasi-emperor soldiers waiting to take him back
Seeing Ye Chen return, this guy came up to him and stretched out his hand very simply, "Give me back my Quasi-Emperor Sword."
"What Quasi-Emperor Sword?" Ye Chen pretended to be confused.
"Hey." Lin Xing immediately rolled up his sleeves and yelled, "Shameless, right?"
"I have a bad habit. I am absolutely shameless for my baby."
"@#￥%amp;*@￥."
"We are all brothers. We talk about money more than feelings." Ye Chen ignored Lin Xing's dark face, put an arm on Lin Xing's shoulder, and said with a smile, "That's the guy you're with!"
"I don't know." Lin Xing's face became darker and darker.
"Uh." Ye Chen nodded as if nothing had happened, and stuffed Lin Xing into the copper furnace casually, "My quasi-emperor said that he must take you back, so I will wrong you for the time being."
"Fuck your grandma." Lin Xing yelled and wanted to rush out, but was pushed back again.
"Be happy, life is still very beautiful." Ye Chen patted Lin Xing across the copper stove.
When he was done, he walked towards the ancient city, shaking his head.
In the copper furnace, Lin Xing vomited blood, not from being beaten, but from anger.
What kind of fucking world is this? He helped others without getting any benefits, so he suppressed him when he came back. He has never seen such a shameless person in many years. Now that he has been caught, God knows when he will see the light of day again. There is no way , Ye Chen has imperial weapons, but he doesn't, that's all.
After entering the ancient city, the first thing Ye Chen saw was the Xianwu Emperor Sword hidden underground.
Emperor Zun's natal magical weapon is still there, still in a dormant state.
Up to this point, Ye Chen didn't know why the Emperor's magic weapon was hidden here.
After two or three seconds, he withdrew his gaze and scanned the ancient city with his consciousness, but did not find Ying Jie Liu Dao.
Helpless, he looked at the copper stove and glanced at Lin Xing, but in the end he didn't ask. The guy was really angry. Even if you asked him, he wouldn't tell.
"You haven't seen how spectacular the scene of the Holy Body displaying its power is."
"More than a dozen races, thousands of great saints, were killed by the Holy Body alone, and they were completely defeated."
"Even King Jinyi was killed, how dare you say that there is no one in the world?"
"If I had known there was such a big drama, I should have come here in advance."
The Netherworld Ancient City at night is bustling with activity. In every tea stall and tavern, there is always one person, spitting and stars flying all over the sky. He is talking about today's battle. He also mentioned the achievements before the Holy Body, and it's serious. He said the Eight Sutras once, attracting a crowd of listeners.
Ye Chen smiled, lowered his cloak, and walked gently over.
The streets are bustling with people, and the lofts are hung with red lanterns. There are constant shouts and shouts, showing the prosperity of the world.
The auction won't start until tomorrow, and Ye Chen is happily wandering around the street.
Along the way, he sighed more than once. There were indeed many monks who came to participate in the auction. Among them, there were many with great supernatural powers, and among them there were two or three quasi-emperors, who were inconspicuous.
Involuntarily, he became very interested in the organizer of the auction.
The real fire is also put up for auction. This alone is enough to prove the other party's background, and maybe it is backed by a big force.
"Little friend, if you want to be really popular, I'll sell you a bargain." As Ye Chen was leaving, a thin old man came up to him. He was skinny, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes. He looked slovenly. When he spoke, he had big yellow teeth that were very eye-catching. .
"Are you really hot?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the thin old man.
"The goods are genuine." The thin old man dragged Ye Chen and found a place with few people. It was still very mysterious. He looked around first, and then raised his sleeves. There was a world inside the sleeves, and there was a world inside. There are flames burning in all colors, which can be described as colorful.
Ye Chen didn't say anything, but moved closer and stared.
At first glance, those flames looked like real fire.
However, those are not real fires. Without exception, they are all animal fires. It’s just that every animal fire has a trace of the origin of real fire. Unless you are an expert in the industry, you really can’t see it.
Ye Chen touched his chin and looked the thin old man up and down again, thinking to himself, maybe this guy really has real fire, otherwise, where did the traces of real fire origin in the beast fire come from? Even if there is no real fire, there must be It has something to do with real fire.
"Well, I didn't lie to you!" The thin old man stroked his beard, "If you want, I'll make it cheaper for you. After passing this village, there is no such store."
"You are not being honest by using animal fire as real fire to deceive the younger generation."
"What kind of beast fire? This is real fire."
"Okay, okay, real fire. I want all your real fire. Make a price." Ye Chen wanted to laugh when he heard this. It was obviously animal fire, but he pretended to be real fire. He didn't bother to argue, animal fire was also fire. , can be refined and blended into the fairy fire. Something is better than nothing. When you gather less, you will become more!
"Both of them, can you afford them?" The thin old man glanced at Ye Chen.
"I've collected all ten million Origin Stones." Ye Chen took out the storage bag.
"You're not awake yet!" the thin old man scolded, "This is real fire. Each one is a priceless treasure. I want to buy them all for ten million. What are you doing?"
"If you don't give in, I'll be defeated." Ye Chen said, turned around and was about to leave.
"No!" The thin old man took a quick step forward and grabbed Ye Chen again. The previous expression of blowing his beard and staring was replaced by a smile, "Add a little more, add a little more, it's too little."
"Ten million, no more, you can sell it if you like it."
"Buy, sell, sell." The thin old man simply said, putting a bunch of flames in a storage bag. For fear that Ye Chen would regret it, he gave it to Ye Chen, and kept saying it with a serious look on his face, "Yes. Just because you are pleasing to the eye, we will suffer a little loss, so we should form a good relationship."
"Ten million bought so much, I'm so damn happy." Ye Chen took it and said, patting the thin old man's shoulder, "Sir, don't fall into a trap when walking at night. ."
"Hey you little brat, what are you talking about?"
"See you later." Ye Chen had already walked away and waved his hand with his back to the thin old man. If there was no flame to melt, he would not spend money to buy animal fire. If he was not a busy man, he would definitely be serious. Make a good counteroffer with the thin old man.
It's not a boast, he can cut down to five million without even breathing.
In other words, if he, a super rich man, were someone else, he would use 10 million Origin Stones to buy Beast Fire? That's a lot of money to burn.
However, his words about seeing you later really had a profound meaning.
He has determined that the thin old man must have real fire, so he has planted a mark on the thin old man.
Just wait for the auction to end and "buy" his real fire.