Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1584: There is a big show
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Early in the morning, the village of Shanhe was smoky, and there was a peaceful atmosphere.
The giggling sounds are endless, and the children are frolicking, walking in stumbling footsteps, innocently brilliant.
At the foot of the mountain, in front of the low tombstone, the crying old eyes are red and swollen. The old cultivator has got up and is cleaning the weeds on the side of the grave.
The kid boy came to help, a little silly.
Old cultivator smiled and touched his little head, treating him as a loved one and living with him.
All of this is proceeding in an orderly manner.
In the mountains, Ye Chen is still lethargic, and the falling leaves cover his body, seeming to bury him.
"When the devil rushes to the seven evils, it is the time for the immortals to fight."
There seems to be such an ancient voice resounding in his ears, making him suffer from expression.
As the wind blew, he opened his eyes sharply.
It can be seen that his face is pale white, there is sweat on his forehead, and he is panting violently, seeming to have a nightmare.
After three or two seconds of sluggishness, he saw him rubbing his brow hard.
Heart restores clear and bright, he recalls the imperial mood.
An ancient picture is vivid in the eye: a powerful female emperor, who knows who is fighting, is extremely fierce in battle.
Although I have been awake, the blood of the emperor is still glaring and lingering in my mind.
He did n’t see the end, and he did n’t know if the Zhuxianjian had cut the empress, everything was unknown.
The female emperor is very mysterious, not among the 130 Emperors of Xuanhuang, and has connections with the major restricted areas.
A period of artistic conception. I do n’t know what age, and his wisdom has been covered with mist, and I ca n’t get it out.
"Emperor Jue, your master, what is the origin?" Ye Chen murmured, subconsciously looking into Shenhai.
Sure, when I was going to see Shenhai, I did not see Emperor Jue.
He frowned, and Di Jue disappeared, unexpectedly.
Since he got the first fragmented piece, he completed it in Dijue for more than two hundred years.
He thought that Di Jue would bring him a chance.
He Zeng thought, if there is no chance, even Di Jue is gone.
"It should be spiritual, and must find his master."
Ye Chen shook his head secretly and did not force Di Jue to return.
Because it is the Jade Ornament of the emperor, it is not a general existence, it has its story, and it also remembers the emperor's death.
Withdrawing his thoughts slowly, he got up and walked out of the mountain.
When passing the small grave, the old cultivator, who was still sweeping the grave, panicked and fell to his knees with a thump.
The child Tong Mumu understood, and he also knelt.
"What do you plan to do in the years to come." Ye Chen smiled and offered a soft force to support the two. Afterwards, he stuffed a spirit fruit into the child.
"Guard the hometown, guard the father and mother." The old cultivator smiled and the old eyes burst into tears. "If I knew this, I would not have embarked on this path of sadness."
Ye Chen smiled, did not reply, and stepped into the sky.
Behind, the old cultivator waved his hand and counted as a farewell.
This should be a cause and effect, and also a kindness. It was Ye Chen who gave him the opportunity to take him back to his hometown.
Ye Chen Yutian, follow the map and go eastward all the way to the nearest ancient city to continue the journey.
After a quarter of an hour, he flew out of this barren land.
The world in front of me is more green, full of life and lush, and the world Spiritual Power is also rich.
On the verge of a prosperous area, cultivator has also increased.
Looking away, there are many rainbows in the sky, and each one is a figure, or a flying sword, or a cloud, or a spirit beast, a large number of people.
These cultivators seem to be in a hurry, and they are rushing to reincarnate, one by one.
Moreover, their directions are very consistent.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and pulled out a wretched young man from the people who flew over. The cultivation is not high, only Sovereign Realms.
Flying just right, it was picked up by one, and the wretched young man shuddered, looking at Ye Chen with horror.
"Run so anxiously, is there a strange treasure to be born?" Ye Chen looked at the wretched youth with interest.
"No ... not a strange treasure, but ... 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique'." The wretched young man promised, and the atmosphere did not dare to gasp.
"Holy Body?"
"The enemies of the Eucharist captured the old friends of the Eucharist and locked them under the mountains of the heavens. There were hundreds of them. They also said that if the Eucharist does not go for a day, he will kill one person every day until he is killed So far as we are, we all ran to Zhongzhou to watch a play. "
It is said that Ye Chen's mind is booming. If it is struck by a thunderbolt, killing intent will appear, and the world will also end up with Icy.
Insignificant youth discoloration, expression instantly pale white without blood color, the whole person, as if falling into the Nine Nether.
The passing cultivator was also hit by the aftermath, and the hula fell a piece, which could not bear the coercion of Ye Chen.
"So strong." Too many cultivator shuddered, looking at Ye Chen in horror. I do n’t know who Ye Chen is. I only know that he is strong and the world is turbulent.
Ye Chen is on the road, like a fairy, straight to the ancient city.
His killing intent can no longer be contained. His golden eyes are full of blooming cold awns and there are also tyranny.
The Eucharist is too powerful, and the Void Sky rumbling all the way.
He was too fast to see the road. The cultivator flying in the sky was hit by him all the way.
I don't know when, he stepped into a vast ancient city.
"If someone engages in the Eucharist again, it is necessary to look at it." As soon as he entered the ancient city, Ye Chen heard the sound of one after another.
"Visually, this time the movement will be greater. Those individuals who capture the old friends of the Eucharist are all strong and powerful, and the battle is not small.
"underestimate holy body again is not it, he is a ruthless character."
"If you do n’t keep it, Ye Chen wo n’t go, but it ’s a dead end. If I ’m a Eucharist, I wo n’t go."
In the discussion, Ye Chen came all the way, and the street cultivation was overwhelmed by him.
There will never be less scolding. When Ye Chen's arrogance and coercion are seen, they consciously shut up.
Before the ancient city teleportation, there was a long line up. Needless to say, they all went to Zhongzhou to watch the big show.
Ye Chen arrived, and instead of waiting in line, they went directly to Shitai.
"Go to the back line." The old man in the purple robe guarding the teleportation array was somber and dignified.
"That's right, so many people, are you eager to jump in line?"
"Get down for Lao Tzu, don't look for stimulation from his mother."
"Old man Temper is not good, Ma Liu went to the queue."
If Ye Chen is unheard, it steps into the teleportation array in one step.
"Hey, I'm violating Temper." Someone stopped, but a bald man shouted.
This is a pinnacle of Sovereign Realms, a palm as heavy as a mountain, no hands left, let Ye Chen pay the price for arrogance.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, turned his palm, and regretted it.
Blood splattered, the bald man rolled over on the spot, his flesh cracked and hit the ship in the attic opposite.
"When the peak of Sovereign Realms, it was so overturned?" The Quartet was amazed, and many people were surprised.
"Daoyou, you have broken the rules." The old man in purple robe in charge of the teleportation snorted coldly and shoved it over.
This repair is not low, but it is Saint, which is much stronger than the previous bald man and has a strong self-sustaining combat power.
Ye Chen still didn't speak, but it was still very strong, and it was against Eight Desolate Fists.
The blood flower bloomed again. The old man in purple robe knelt on the spot, his arms turned into blood mist, and the body of the flesh collapsed.
His!
The sound of air-pumping sounded and everyone was discolored.
That is a Saint! Just a face-to-face, directly defeated, so what kind of repair, so strong.
"Holy ... holy body, he is holy body." In amazement, the old man in purple robe had staggered up, the old eyes highlighted, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.
The word "holy body?" caused the Quartet to exclaim, all eyes focused on Ye Chen.
"It's actually a holy body, he's really in Beiyue Xuanhuang." Everyone's expressions became wonderful. I never expected that the protagonist of Zhongzhou's dead game would appear here.
"Pretending to be an old man, no wonder he didn't recognize it." The people present retreated, especially those who had cursed before, with a face of pale white and a trembling soul.
Especially the bald man who previously shot against Ye Chen, and the old man in purple robe in charge of the teleportation array, the two were almost creeping on the ground, afraid of Ye Chen liquidation.
The holy body is too strong and famous, and the ruthless characters who have never been wanted by the tens of thousands of people ca n’t be provoked.
If the Eucharist is going to kill, no one can live here, and his combat power has exceeded a certain limit.
However, the concerns of those present are superfluous.
Ye Chen has not been liquidated and has no time to liquidate with these people. He has opened his own line and adjusted the space coordinates.
The teleportation rumbling rapidly, he disappeared instantly.
After he left, no one left the scene for a long time.
After a long time, I saw that someone jumped into the teleportation array, "Quickly, open the array, this time there is a big show."