The moon is without light, the night is dark, and the wind is freezing.
Ye Chen walked slowly across the vast land. Deep grief and anger filled his heart. The overwhelming anger clouded his mind. His Taoist heart, which was as hard as stone, felt hesitant for the first time.
Who are the heavens fighting for? Who are they fighting for? Is it the common people in all realms or the great clans of the ancient world? The ruthless God really treats the world as playthings. Those who fight hard will die in vain, but those who watch the show will survive. This is a bloody example. The scarlet color is dazzling and chills the hearts of all living beings.
This world is just a naked joke.
Ye Chen's steps became much heavier, and the road ahead of him became long and long.
When we arrived at Hengyue Mountain, it was almost dawn.
All the girls were there. When he came back, they all frowned slightly. They hadn't seen each other for several months. Their husbands seemed to have aged a lot. Especially Ji Ningshuang, who felt the deepest. They had just seen him last night, but he was not so decadent. He seemed He lost his energy and his eyes were dull.
"What are you..." Chu Xuan'er stood up, and the girls also gathered around.
"Nothing." Ye Chen smiled, a little far-fetched and pale.
The breakfast was supposed to be warm, but there was no sign of him. He silently returned to the room, fell into bed and went to sleep. He was really tired. A tragic crisis craze not only pushed Da Chu into a trough, but also dragged him into despair. The abyss at the bottom is so dark that there is no light at all.
The girls gathered outside the door, each pouting and not disturbing Ye Chen.
At this moment, even Ji Ningshuang no longer begged to change her body. As a wife, she still understood her husband. Something big must have happened, otherwise Ye Chen would not be so decadent.
**, Ye Chen was like a sleeping old man, sleeping peacefully.
Perhaps, no one noticed that the red lotus karma fire in his body actually floated towards the fairy fire and merged with the fairy fire. The process was extremely smooth and there was no gap between the two.
After the fusion, the fairy fire became more and more extraordinary, and there was a hint of chaos in it.
As the master, Ye Chen also benefited from it. The origin of the Holy Body was the most active, and the intertwined power was mysterious and ancient. It evolved visions on its own. In his deep sleep, he underwent a transformation, which made all the girls raise their eyes. From the chaos, we can see the evolution of all things. The mountains, rivers, plants and trees all have spirituality and are integrated with Ye Chen's way.
Night fell quietly, but this night was not as peaceful as imagined.
Listen carefully and you can hear howling and crying coming from the stars.
Those are the monks from all over the world. The ancestors of too many powerful forces and the ancestors of the family were all destroyed in the catastrophe. The broken jade tablets of Yuan Shen were no longer able to be reunited.
Looking back at the Great Desolation, what came out was an unscrupulous smile, which seemed to be celebrating the return from the disaster, and also seemed to be mocking the heavens in all realms. The face of evil was gloomy and terrifying.
You are unfair!
An angry roar that shook the world, a roar from the soul.
boom!
Then, there was the sound of thunder that shook the sky, and God was angry.
On this night, I don’t know how many people were punished by God, and I don’t know how many people were buried under the punishment of God. The vast starry sky was accompanied by blood, tears, injuries and pain.
Hengyue Zong Yunv Peak, Ye Chen slept for three days.
During the three days, visions that should pass the tribulation appeared frequently.
However, without exception, they are all people from the prehistoric times. Not one of them can be seen in the heavens. Not only are they missing, but more quasi-emperors in the heavens have died in the calamity. This disaster has swept the entire heavens and is devastating. The blows became more and more severe, but they did not affect the prehistoric times.
One goes down and the other goes up, and the prehistoric arrogance becomes more and more arrogant.
After only a few months of silence, the Great Desolation was about to start again. Fortunately, the craze for the calamity was not over yet. Even though they had some scruples, they did not start a war rashly.
There is no monstrous war, which also gives the heavens a chance to breathe. It is not because they are afraid of the prehistoric times, but because too many people were severely injured when the demons invaded. They are still in seclusion to recuperate. As the saying goes, if you want to fight, then fight. , the demons have been beaten back, will they be afraid of the prehistoric times
Jade Girl Peak welcomes night again.
The girls sat quietly under the old tree and looked at Ye Chen's room more than once, unable to hide their worries.
In the room, Ye Chen slept peacefully, with no sign of waking up. His eyebrows were always wrinkled inadvertently, as if he had a terrible nightmare.
Somewhere in the dark, he seemed to see those eyes again, deep and lifeless, huge and staring at him. The flickering scarlet magic light was full of irresistible magic power, causing his mind to wander again and again. Lost, almost fell into it.
Late at night, I saw him wake up. To be more precise, he was awakened by someone.
Ye Chen stood up, walked out of the room, and looked at the old tree.
There is a person sitting there, isn't it Xichen? Holding a carving knife and a wooden block in his forehand, he is carving wood carvings. Each stroke is filled with Dao Yun, just like his temperament, immortal wind and Dao bones. Dao Yun is completely natural, like an immortal banished from the world of mortals, sitting on the long river of time. .
"Junior Ye Chen, I have met my senior." Ye Chen bowed his hands.
"It's not that polite, sit down." Xichen smiled, still immersed in carving the wood carving, and said leisurely, "I have seen the five people you brought, and they are indeed incredible."
"Senior, what do you think?" Ye Chen asked hurriedly, looking intently, hoping for an accurate answer.
"Optical Demonic Pillar." Xichen confided these four words.
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly flashed, and even the son of the plane thought so, which further proved his guess that somewhere in the sky, there might really be an Optimus Demonic Pillar.
"In the near future, I will set off to explore various major areas." Xichen said calmly.
"Can you take me with you?" Ye Chen said immediately.
"Looking for reincarnation?" Xichen smiled gently.
"This is the lifelong mission of this junior." Ye Chen's eyes were extremely determined.
Xichen smiled but said nothing, acquiescing at that time.
His silence was the silence of the two of them, or in other words, it was a tacit understanding between the two of them. Neither of them dared to expose the scars of Tianxuan Sect easily. The loss was too tragic and it made people feel heartbroken.
The long silence is the most depressing and full of sadness.
"The descendants of Zhou Tian, what do you think about this time of surviving the tribulation?" I don't know when, Wen Xichen spoke, and his words were full of profound meaning. In terms of the ability to travel through the realm, Ye Chen is not as good as him, but in terms of the magical power of calculating evolution, , the son of the plane is far inferior to the great emperor of Chu.
"I always feel that it is a conspiracy." Ye Chen muttered, "I always feel that there is a big hand secretly controlling all this, and this calamity craze is aimed at all the heavens in the world."
"The big hand in your mouth refers to..."
"The Immortal Killing Sword."
"Your guess coincides with that of the Holy Lord." Xichen frowned, "If this is true, then the relationship between the Immortal Killing Sword and the Prehistoric Clan is far from simple."
With that said, he got up and left, meeting to go to other realms in two months.
Ye Chen remained silent and sat under the old tree, immersed in carving Xichen's wood carving.
There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.
In the early morning, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang exchanged their physical bodies and became good family men again. They went to the stove and cooked breakfast for his wife and children. After the meal, they would also play with the children.
The children here refer to Xiao Ye Fan and the others.
As for Ye Ling, he had sneaked out a few days ago, and Tang Sanshao had gone crazy again. Every now and then, you would hear about their deeds.
The girls looked at him quietly with tender eyes, and they all understood that Ye Chen was leaving again.
Ordinary days are the most precious.
The immortal who happened to be above was also a human being. After seeing too many mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he became tired of fighting and killing. An ordinary life turned out to be the most luxurious wish.
In the short January, it was an ordinary month. The role of husband was played well by Ye Chen. Except for some erotic activities, he did everything else very competently.
On an unknown quiet night, he put on his cloak and walked away.
Behind him, there were pairs of farewell eyes, as well as the tenderness of his wife. I don’t know how long Ye Chen will be gone this time, but the gradually blurring back has become an eternal memory.
Ye Chen appeared again and was already a member of Tianxuan Sect.
Today's Tianxuan Sect is a bit more desolate than in the past. It is common to see old quasi-emperors lying on the rocks, getting drunk with wine, and only gently waving their hands to his arrival.
Donghuang's heart was sealed, and when he arrived, the Moon Emperor was guarding her.
The sleeping goddess of Kunlun no longer looks like a peerless queen, but more like a weak woman. Her cheeks are pale, her expression is sad, and there are undried tears in the corners of her eyes.
Ye Chen was silent, feeling inexplicably distressed.
With so many relatives dead, even she, the Goddess of Kunlun, couldn't hold on anymore. Comparing herself with others, if it was his relatives who were buried, he would probably fall. It would be too tragic.
Fortunately, the sword gods in the heavens are still there, and Jianfeidao is still in the world.
If even the comfort of the soul is destroyed, it will truly collapse.
The Moon Emperor sighed, turned around and left the bamboo forest. He had not seen the emperor for a few days, and he had grown old. He had a few strands of dazzling silver hair. He was as gorgeous as the Moon Emperor, but he was also old.
The wind blew by, and Ye Chen also left to see the Yuanshen Jade Tablet.
As he expected, the jade tablets were broken into pieces. The speed was not as fast as before. It was slowing down. The jade tablets of the emperor and the generals were still shining brightly, and their fates were still strong.
At some point, he suddenly turned around.
Outside the bamboo forest, Ling Feng, Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan arrived. Now, they are all in the spirit void realm, and their talents are enough to be monsters. Naturally, the cultivation of Tianxuan Sect also played an important role.
"Let me tell you, what is the situation that makes it so miserable?" Yang Xuan poked Ye Chen suspiciously. Judging from his posture, the three of them had no idea, or in other words, they were not qualified to know.
"Just practice with peace of mind." Ye Chen smiled, sacrificed to the domain gate, and disappeared in an instant.
The three of them didn't know why, looked at the small bamboo forest, and left in confusion.
When Ye Chen stepped into the starry sky, what he heard was wailing.
This sense of sadness followed him all the way to the Xuanhuang Continent.
Ye Chen went to the Southern Territory, and it was gloomy and gloomy. White silk hanging high on the spiritual mountain was often seen to pay homage to the ancestors who died in vain. They were fighting against the Holy Ape Clan, Kui Niu Clan, Wu Xiong Clan, etc., and they were not spared.
The following Western Desert, Donghuang, and Beiyue are basically the same.
The holy land of dignified monks is desolate at first glance. A disaster has swept the entire world. Except for the prehistoric tribe, most of them have become the burial objects of the conspiracy. It is really sad.
Finally, he entered Zhongzhou and stood in front of Tianxu.
"Come on, come in and talk." Tianzhu raised his hand and carried him in.
Di Mie was also there, crossing his legs and smoking his pipe.
"Senior, are the five restricted areas also affected?" Ye Chen asked.
"Except for prehistoric times, no one is spared." Tianzhu sighed.
"There is no justice in heaven, there is really no justice in heaven." Di Mie cursed, and even coughed up blood after cursing. It seemed that he had been cursing God a lot these days, and had also suffered terrible divine punishment.
"The law of heaven, how can there be the law of heaven." Tianzhu sneered.
Ye Chen didn't say anything. If the scolding was useful, he would have scolded the sky thousands of times. Since it was useless, it was better to remain silent. One day, he would pay with blood and demand justice.
"Come on, Ma Liu, sit on it." Tianzhu said, pushing Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was caught off guard and was pushed onto a huge boulder. It was quite extraordinary. It was about three to five feet tall. It was smooth and had a halo that seemed to be looming. There were also inexplicable Tao Yun, intertwined and evolved. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of the heaven. , refining people’s minds.
"The Enlightenment Stone has just been unsealed. It's an advantage for you." Di Mie scolded, his tone was not very kind. Looking at Ye Chen, he would always recall the time when this guy threatened Tianxu.