"I want thunder, the more the merrier."
"Little old man, I'm talking about you. You're still running away. It's not for nothing. We'll pay for it."
"If you don't give it, I'll take dad to your house for a visit."
The prehistoric ancestral land with its shadowy figure is full of Ye Ling's clear words. The little girl is really like an elf. Running all over the ancestral land is also a rather filial girl, looking for thunder for her father.
Since she wants it, the monks in the heavens will give it to her.
What to say! It's not that he's afraid of her, he's afraid of the Tenth Emperor of Chu.
If it is easy to talk and discuss, the people of the Eucharist family are still reasonable and will convince others with their virtues. As for those who are not convinced, just leave them alone? Many people are drinking Meng Po soup.
Ye Ling ran in front, and Chu Xuan and the others chased after them. It was really not free, so they paid for it.
The sensible seniors didn't even need to ask for it, they just sent it to them. They all knew that if Ye Chen wanted to melt the Chaos Thunder, he had to help. If he could help Ye Chen succeed, it would be considered a meritorious deed.
On the top of the hill, Ye Chen was still shaking the small gourd. He had swallowed a little too much Diyun this time.
"Swallowing Emperor Yun on your own is an immortal treasure that defies heaven!"
The Tenth Palace Yama clicked his tongue, both eyes were shining, and one shoulder was holding the other's head. How could Ye Chen be so lucky? With such a collection, how many emperors would have to be gathered.
"I don't know, but he often peeks at people and fairies taking baths."
"Don't look at other people's looks! In fact, there is a restless heart hidden in their bones."
"I asked, have you two had sex?"
Not far away, Tianzun Shura had already started talking to Qin Mengyao. The most ruthless person from the Shura world was also a talkative person. His mouth opened like a firecracker and he never stopped talking. He even started spreading rumors. His good gay friend Zhao Yun is a black man inside and out.
Qin Mengyao is also a silly girl, she really believes it, and she is also a loyal listener with beautiful eyes. She wants to hear everything about Zhao Yun, no matter good or bad.
"It was a good choice to drag you here."
Ye Chen looked at it with a meaningful look on his face and used his reincarnation eye to record all Tianzun's words. If he can see Zhao Yun again at this age, he must show it to others. Look at what your good brothers have done. What, if you have someone like this, you have to give him a beating, and you have to give him a hammer to death.
Okay! Shura Tianzun is a talented person who tries to trick Zhao Yun everywhere; and Ye Chen is also a talented person who specializes in deceiving people. If Tianzun is beaten in the future, most of them won't know why they were beaten.
"Dad, I've got a baby for you."
Ye Ling stepped onto the top of the mountain and smiled. He took out more than a dozen real thunders. He said he wanted them, but in fact they were all bought or given as gifts. People in the world are still very good.
Ye Chen smiled gently, never refused, and sent it into the sea of dan with a flick of his hand.
When Tianlei saw this, he was quite active. He stepped forward and fooled him, and the fool merged with him.
At this moment, he was powerful enough that Zhen Lei couldn't help but tremble.
The fusion process was still very smooth. More than a dozen real thunders merged into it, and the sky thunder was much more powerful. The dark thunder and lightning tore through the space, piercing and piercing, and it was extremely dazzling to look at.
As for when it will become chaos, it will take a long time.
Thinking about the Nine Martial Immortal Flame, I don’t know how many flames it swallowed before it turned into Chaos Fire. The road of thunder is definitely longer than it. Compared with flame, thunder and lightning are rarer and harder to find.
boom!
Half an hour later, the prehistoric ancestral land collapsed, and another imperial inheritance was dusted in history. It was time for Wu Yan to meet the great emperor of the clan. The reputation of the ancestors was all gone.
The monks in the heavens scattered and retreated, running towards the starry sky in all directions.
Ye Chen also left, holding his little gourd on his head. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take a look at Tianzun and Qin Mengyao. The two of them felt like old friends at first sight, and they were very happy to talk all the way.
It's the vast starry sky again, boundless.
"If this were the case, it would be great to go all the way to the end of the world."
Chu Ling smiled, and for a moment, Chu Xuan and the others were in a daze for a moment, and then they all looked at Ye Chen, revealing the tenderness of his wife.
Ye Chen smiled, rolled his sleeves and raised his hand, pointing to the starry sky.
Suddenly, fireworks bloomed in the sky, so colorful that my wife's eyes were blurred.
Many people passing by sighed and clicked their tongues.
The Holy Body is really a romantic thing. The whole world is looking for it. It seems that they are the only family who are falling in love while walking. Such romance, plus a bed, is more suitable for the time.
"What a nice view."
The girls were intoxicated, making prayer gestures with their hands, staring blankly at the fireworks in the sky.
Ye Chen looked back with a smile. When he looked at the nothingness behind him, the smile on his face was gone. His eyes were almost narrowed into lines, and he felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him, cold and dead.
Unknown to him, Emperor Tian and Ming were also watching, and their eyes narrowed slightly.
I don't know when Ye Chen closed his eyes, and there was a warm smile on his face.
Under the attention of the world, they gradually drifted away, accompanied by the fireworks of the world, heading straight to the end of the world.
boom! boom! boom!
Sounds like this can be heard in many starry skies, and they will sound every once in a while.
Every time there is a rumbling sound, there must be a war, and there must be an era of annihilation.
The raging blood mist still has not dissipated, and the war continues, stained with scarlet blood.
"Damn, damn."
The prehistoric tribe that may not be found is gnashing their teeth. The inheritance of the imperial way does not even dare to come out. Not only do they not dare to come out, they also have to hide it. If they are found, they will be exterminated.
It has declined, and the ancient great clan has declined.
This sentence is like a curse, full of supreme magic power, reverberating in the sea of spirits and lingering, even if they don't believe it, no matter how unwilling they are, it is a bloody fact.
Their prehistoric life was really miserable. They were first taken care of by the Red Lotus Empress, then by the Emperor Huang, and now they were taken care of by Ye Chen. Each defeat was more miserable than the last. The originally extremely powerful prehistoric clan was injured again and again. The muscles and bones were shaken, and the vitality was severely damaged again and again.
At this point, it seems that the ancient Holy Body has no power to turn around, just because of the rise of the Holy Body. Unless the ancient Holy Body emerges, who can check and balance it? With the Ancient Holy Body, it can support the facade of the heavens.
Two months passed quietly.
In two months, dozens of prehistoric races were wiped out.
However, this is only the tip of the iceberg in terms of the entire prehistoric era, and those who were wiped out were only some small minions. The real big clans were all well hidden, and even the emperor could not see it. This shows how overbearing they are in concealing their secret skills, and perhaps any A grain of sand may hide the ancient ancestral land.
The monks in the heavens are quite perseverant and are still searching and never give up.
In the third month, there was a roar from the direction of Leiyu, and some of the prehistoric race were caught. They were not stupid and fled to the gate of the realm to escape, but it was of no use and they could not escape the catastrophe of annihilation.
In the fifth month, there was another boom, still coming from the domain, and the entire clan was destroyed.
In the eighth month, Ye Chen made a strong move and single-handedly defeated the Primordial Flame Lion Tribe. There were some outstanding people in this tribe. In a desperate situation, they caused the Emperor's Tribulation, but Ye Chen destroyed the soul with one finger.
In the following three months, the rumblings gradually became less frequent.
In the twelfth month, the monks from the heavens truly withdrew their troops. Each clan and faction set out on their way home one after another. Their joy was filled with sadness. The heavens won this battle, but they won miserably. Let’s go to see the vast starry sky. The broken battlefields and the criss-crossing rivers of blood are buried with countless heroic souls, including ancestors and descendants. Too many people are buried in other places.
The sound of mourning and howling resounded throughout the world. The great mountains and rivers turned into dilapidated ruins. Countless tribes and tribes were killed and their inheritance was cut off due to the war.
The shocking bloody battle finally came to an end.
On the way home, the common people were pouring wine all the way to pay homage to the souls of the heroes who died in the battle, hoping that they would still be alive in heaven.
Ye Chen did the same, carrying a pot of turbid wine and sprinkling it all the way.
Whenever someone sees him, they will stop and bow their hands in a salute. The turning point in the war between the Great Desolate World and the Heavens is the return of Ye Chen. It was him and the Chaos Body that restrained the Immortal Killing Sword. It was also him and the Chaos Body that reflected the sword. The Dao Ancestor's seal was broken and the prehistoric battle strength blessing was wiped out.
It was he who carried the faith of all sentient beings and aroused the strongest fighting spirit in the heavens.
Amidst the flames of war, his back was still so tenacious, covered with the color of myth.
On a quiet night, he returned to his hometown.
Looking around, Da Chu monks stood all over the earth and filled the sky, as if they were welcoming the return of the God of War. After three years of calamity, the tenth emperor of Da Chu finally returned completely.
Ye Chen paused slightly, bowed his hands to the starry sky and the Dachu monks.
This ceremony is a tribute to the ancestors and a sacrifice to the heroes. The bloody Great Wall was built by them. It was not Ye Chen who saved the world, but the people of the world. He should thank them for guarding this great mountain and river. So that he can still see that home when he returns.
"I said, is this a bit sensational?" Di Lao stroked his beard.
"In normal times, he would have been dragged down and beaten." Fu Ya said meaningfully.
"This time, let's forget it." Tianlao took a deep breath.
Forget it, this sentence really won the hearts of the people. Today's Tenth Emperor of Dachu is no longer the little holy body of the past. That guy is at the peak of his quasi-emperor. He is already half-way there. If you want to kick him again, Then you have to be prepared for hemiplegia. If someone slaps you, who can stop him
"I miss those days so much!"
I don't know how many old guys looked sad. The scenes of beating Ye Chen while eating and sleeping were gone forever. Although their hands were itchy, their lives were more important.
"Wait! If he comes to Tianxuanmen again, he will definitely be very arrogant."
The King of Humans held his hands, and with half a step of great combat power, whoever else would have walked sideways.
His words made all the quasi-emperors look sideways, but it was better not to speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, all the old quasi-emperors were touching their chins, looking up and down, their eyes carrying deep meaning.
They decided not to fight the Tenth Emperor of Da Chu. This Zhan Wu Zha can still be used for entertainment. They both belong to Zhou Tian's lineage. Whoever they hit is not a fight. Someone has to be beaten.
This is the folk custom of Da Chu. It is still so tough. If you don't hit anyone for three days, you will feel uncomfortable all over. The folk custom must not only be continued, but also carried forward and set an example for future generations.
ah.!
Soon, a domineering scream filled the entire Chu universe.
The man named Fuxi was really beaten.
Here, Ye Chen has descended from the void and walked towards the Heng Yue Sect through the void.
"Something is unreal."
Looking at his back, Da Chu monk murmured, feeling that Ye Chen still existed in his memory.