boom!
Ye Chen stabilized himself in one step and stepped on a black hole. When he looked at the opposite side, the Zhuxian Sword had disappeared, and his spiritual consciousness was infinitely expanded, but there was no trace.
who is it
He frowned. He really couldn't think of anyone in this era who had such heaven-defying fighting power that could knock him back with a palm. If it weren't for that person in the dark, Zhu Xian Sword would definitely die today. Unfortunately, he was all focused on Zhu Xian Sword. He seemed to have ignored the uncertain factors hidden in the darkness. If he had been prepared, he would not have been able to rescue the Zhuxian Sword so easily, and even the Demon Emperor's arrival would be of no use.
who is it
He walked with the Dao sword in hand, his blood-red eyes radiating cold light, peeping into the darkness in all directions, not missing any inch, trying to find clues. The man in the dark could knock him away with a palm, which was definitely not what he said. Simple, maybe, he is really a Heavenly Demon Emperor, and maybe the Emo Emperor is because he underestimated the black hole in space, and the coexistence of chance and destiny, actually hides an unparalleled powerhouse of this level. It is precisely because he did not expect that he was caught off guard, this The great opportunity to kill the Zhuxian Sword was wasted.
In the darkness, he walked deeper and further.
Outside, the ruins of Tianzun have been closed.
The starry sky is filled with gloom and sadness, and many races, forces, sects, and inheritances have hung up white silk to pay homage to their deceased descendants.
Jade Girl Peak in Hengyue Mountain is no exception.
Under the moon, white silk is flying, full of sadness.
In the small bamboo forest, a small tomb has been built, with a tombstone engraved with Yang Lan's name. In front of the tombstone, musk is burning, fruit offerings are placed, and flowers are sprinkled.
Ji Ningshuang and the others have all gone to pay homage.
At this moment, they were all sitting under the old tree, saying nothing.
Yaochi is like a statue, motionless.
Nan Mingyu washed them all with tears in their eyes. They only found out about the ruins later. It wasn't until Ji Ningshuang returned and she took her two children home that they learned the bad news. Ye Ling was controlled by the Zhuxian Sword and killed Yang. Lan and Ye Fan went crazy because of this, and the good family was torn into pieces because of this disaster.
Xiao Ye Ling and Ye Fan were also there, one on the left and one on the right, lying quietly on the clouds, still sleeping. They both had white hair, undried tears in the corners of their eyes, and unconcealable sadness on their faces.
Ji Ningshuang raised her hand several times but never dared to break their seal. She didn't know how the two children would face them when they woke up, or whether they would become enemies because of this.
The girls also pursed their lips. For the first time in many years, they had no backbone. They hoped that Ye Chen would return. As a father and husband, they hoped that he would resolve this grudge.
However, after waiting for a long time, Ye Chen has not returned. He must be still in the black hole, frantically looking for the Immortal Killing Sword. Unless it is completely destroyed, it will be difficult to quell his overwhelming anger.
"Damn the Immortal Killing Sword."
On the opposite mountain peak, Long Yi's words were quite cold, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Long Ye and Long Wu's expressions were not very good-looking either. It was Ye Chen's family again. Their past life was miserable, and this life is the same. The desolation happened from above. One generation continues to the next generation.
"What a good kid."
The older generation of Yang Dingtian murmured to themselves that they had aged a lot overnight. Whether it was Ye Fan, Ye Ling or Yang Lan, they had watched them grow up. Now one person died, two people were grieving, and they were a good family. , overwhelmed by sadness, looking really distressed, the white-haired person giving the black-haired person, one can imagine the mood.
There were many people walking up and down the Jade Girl Peak, including Xie Yun, Situ Nan, and Xiong Er. They wanted to go up to the Jade Girl Peak several times, but they stopped. Now, it’s better not to disturb them. The Hengyue Sect members also have the same feeling. With a tacit understanding, in the next few days, the Jade Girl Summit will become a forbidden area for Heng Yue. No one will go up there and no one will disturb it.
Why!
The Most Powerful Quasi-Emperor lamented, as angry as a human king. He was lying on the bed, his face was pale, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was in pain. Just because he forcibly deduced the Zhuxian Sword, he suffered a terrible backlash. The same as him, but also The God King of Creation was seriously injured.
boom! Boom!
The misty rumble has never stopped.
The elders all know that it comes from black holes.
It was Ye Chen, who was like a crazy maniac, with a body like a divine light, crossing the boundless darkness. He had smelled the scent of demons and evil spirits, but he didn't stop. His mind was full of looking for the Immortal Killing Sword and that mysterious person.
However, the black hole was too big and boundless. He searched for nine days and found no trace.
On the tenth day, he came out of the black hole.
On a quiet night, he landed on Jade Girl Peak.
Seeing this, all the girls stood up. Their eyes were all red. They must have been crying a lot in the past few days.
Ye Chen was frighteningly silent. He stood in front of the clouds, quietly looking at his son Ye Fan and his daughter Ye Ling. His heart ached. He hesitated whether to let them continue to sleep or wake them up.
After all, he raised his hand, accepted Ye Ling, and woke up Ye Fan first.
Ye Fan woke up and was stunned for a moment before slowly sitting up.
"Lan'er is in the bamboo forest."
Ji Ningshuang whispered, full of mother's tenderness.
"Thank you, mother, thank you father."
Ye Fan smiled forcefully and tiredly, and entered the bamboo forest alone, with a bleak back and a dead look, like a person who had lost his energy.
Behind him, no one followed.
In the bamboo forest, there was no sound of howling or crying.
Everything seemed so peaceful.
In front of Yang Lan's tombstone, Ye Fan held up pages of yellow paper and put them into the brazier one by one. His tears couldn't stop flowing. In the haze, he could vaguely see the beautiful figure, looking back at him and smiling. That was Yang Lan. Lan, that was his wife, who blocked the killing blow for him.
Ye Chen sat under the old tree, carving a knife in one hand and wood carving in the other. Although he didn't look at it, he knew the scene inside.
He understands Ye Fan's state of mind best.
In the past, when Chu Xuan died, Ji Ningshuang and the others died, he was also heartbroken by the pain. But they were luckier than Yang Lan. Da Chu had reincarnation and could be reincarnated, but that little girl was really dead when she died. .
For three days, Ye Fan was not seen coming out.
All the girls are here, no one goes in, and no one calls out. The world will always give him pain. In the past, he was as strong as Ye Chen, but his hair is covered with white hair in his sleep. Let alone Ye Fan, this pain will last for a long time. long time.
Two days later, Ye Chen lifted Ye Ling's ban.
The little girl cried with tears in her eyes.
"Silly boy, I don't blame you."
The words of the girls were still so gentle, and they were not comforting. It was really not her fault, but the damn Immortal Killing Sword, which was the real murderer.
Under the moon, Ye Ling also entered the small bamboo forest.
From a distance, I saw Ye Fan, his mouth full of stubble, very decadent, sitting there quietly, guarding the tomb and his wife.
Ye Ling's heart trembled and tears fell like rain.
This is not the Ye Fan in her memory. It has been the first time in many years that she has seen Ye Fan in such a mess, with no gaze in his eyes, and he is more of a puppet than a puppet.
"Ye Fan, I'm sorry."
Ye Ling choked with sobs, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, saying sorry, the humble one cannot be humble anymore.
"Sister, don't say stupid things, it's not your fault."
Ye Fan's smile was still so far-fetched, pale and weak. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Ye Ling's tears. Although he was hurt, he was not overwhelmed by hatred. The wrongdoer has his debtor, and the murderer is the Zhuxian Sword. , not Ye Ling, his sister, is also a victim.
Ye Ling cried more painfully and couldn't wipe away her tears. She would rather Ye Fan slapped her or stabbed her with a sword, even if it cost her her life, she would have no regrets.
In front of the tombstone, there was another figure. Ye Ling also picked up the yellow paper and placed it page by page in the brazier.
She was kneeling, kneeling to repent.
That scene made Xi Yan and the others feel quite distressed. The scars were not terrible, but the guilt was terrible. It would really turn into a nightmare, haunting Ye Ling forever.
While feeling distressed, there is also a sense of peace of mind.
Ye Fan of their family is still sensible. The picture of two children facing each other with swords did not appear in his imagination. If that were the case, it would be really painful.
Here, Ye Chen has climbed up Jade Girl Peak alone.
Following him were Chaos Cauldron, Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder. Knowing their master's grief-stricken state of mind, all three did not cause trouble. They were trembling slightly, as if they were crying, feeling sad for Xiao Yang Lan's death.
Ye Chen calmed down and took out a broken sword with a flick of his hand. There were also many small fragments, all of which were chopped off from the body of the Zhuxian Sword.
Now, he wants to refine it. If he can't find the Zhuxian Sword, he will use it to relieve his hatred. He wants to refine the remaining body of the Zhuxian Sword into the nourishment of the Chaos Cauldron. He will never let the Zhuxian Sword recover for the rest of his life.
"The Holy Body Fruit is the nemesis of the Immortal Killing Sword."
Across the magic sky water curtain, the quasi-emperors can see the Jade Girl Peak, and they can also see the broken sword and many small fragments. The ancient holy body Ye Chen is really strong! The Zhuxian Sword can cut it off, and there are still so many small fragments.
It is not difficult to imagine how miserable the Zhuxian Sword must be at this moment. It has become a broken sword, and is full of gaps. The injuries this time are probably more serious than any other time. In a short period of time, it will be difficult to restored.
At Jade Girl Peak, Ye Chen has sacrificed Chaos Thunder and Chaos Fire, including broken swords and small fragments. In the thunder and fire, he blessed the Holy Body Origin. Since the Holy Body Origin can defeat the Immortal Killing Sword, he used the Origin to refine it.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The Chaos Cauldron buzzes, not with anger, but with excitement. Once it is refined, it will swallow it without hesitation and melt it into its own nourishment.
By then, if the Zhuxian Sword wants to be restored, I am afraid that it will have to wait for the next life.
This training lasts for nine days.
For nine days, Ye Chen never stopped, his eyes were bloodshot and his eye sockets were sunken.
However, the broken sword and small fragments showed no sign of being refined. He could cut off the Zhuxian Sword, but could not refine it. Perhaps it was not of a sufficient level, or perhaps the level of the Zhuxian Sword was too high. For nine days, It's all useless work.
However, he never gave up. Since he reached the top of Jade Girl Peak, he had no intention of going down unless he refined it.
In the small bamboo forest, Ye Fan and Ye Ling were both asleep. A sister and a brother were side by side, leaning against each other. They both still held yellow paper in their hands. I don’t know whether they were hurt too deeply, felt too guilty, or were too tired. Tired, they all slept peacefully, with only tears falling from the corners of their eyes.
On the tenth day, the Chaos Swordsman and Tiangang Yang Xuan came, together with Dugu Sword Master, who had already passed the tribulation and heard that Yang Lan was dead, so he came to pay his respects.
That little girl is the daughter of an old friend. When talking about Lao Yang, she can't help but sigh, time is wasted!
After them, people from Hengyue also came up. For fear of disturbing the tranquility of Jade Girl Peak, only Yang Dingtian, Xie Yun and Shaoyu came up, representing the three generations of the Hengyue Sect.
Afterwards, the Sons of the Earth and others came hand in hand, lined up in three neat rows, and bowed to Yang Lan's tombstone. At the same time, those who entered Tianzun's ruins were luckier than Yang Lan, at least they were still alive at this moment.