The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 6969: Meet Hongjun?

This kind of river is different from ordinary rivers. It originates from high mountains, passes through countless lofty mountains, and then leads to high places.

Ye Chen's eyes and eyes were not attracted by these. He only saw a small boat, which was slowly sliding out of the valley, and it turned out to be upstream!

That leaf of the boat was extremely indifferent, and it was swept away recklessly. I stood still, and the will seemed to be irreversible, causing the fierce and rushing river to stagnate for a short time.

And on the boat, there was a man in a white robe. He was elegant and indifferent, as if he didn't eat human fireworks, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked towards Ye Chen.

His every move seems to be in harmony with heaven and earth, and detached from it.

And this scene fell in Ye Chen's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

That person went against all the rules of the world and showed no sign of exerting any effort.

Marven Ye didn't think of anything for the first time, he only felt that the person in front of him was beyond the world.

As vast as the sea, it is unfathomable.

"Lord of Reincarnation, you are finally here."

The man in white was full of smiles. There seemed to be thousands of stars on his face, turning at the same time. Even if he just stood by the river at will, it was like a bright moon.

His voice is like a long bell, filling the sky and spreading to every corner of the deep valley.

In Ye Chen's perception, in this valley, both mountains and rivers are washed and shaken by the sound of the bell.

Marven Ye was shocked, he still didn't quite understand, the identity of the person in front of him must be extremely extraordinary.

At the far end of the sky, a sacred tower quietly descends, simple and natural.

With the slight shock, the visible fluctuations spread in the valley, causing ripples, as if it were an endless magical power in the great wilderness.

"This...how is this possible..."

Before Ye Chen could react, the shocking muttering of the old man rang out in his body.

Marven Ye has never heard Huang Lao's voice so abnormal.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw the white mist from the divine tower erupted, bursting out with ten thousand fairy lights, unusual auspiciousness, and instantly enveloped the valley.

In the Heavenly Sword Sect outside the valley, several powerful elders seemed to have felt the unusual vibration and looked up one after another.

What kind of powerhouse is that capable of evoking such an invincible scene!

In the valley, there are bright symbols emitting from place to place, like a burst of astronomy, flowing slowly with the fluctuation of the tower, as if to announce to all beings in the world: the return of my emperor.

Under the light of the divine tower, the figure of the man in white also became erratic, magnified infinitely, like a taboo figure that has existed for a long time.

Looking from a distance, a gaze traversed the entire river of time and reached the depths of nothingness.

Furthermore, he knew his identity. Thinking of this, Ye Chen was extremely surprised.

Who is this, who knows his true identity, and who can trigger such an amazing vision.

Among the runes intertwined in the sky, there is a touch of ancient meaning that penetrates, and it is even more sad.

Ye Chen suddenly remembered something, and his expression suddenly changed.

"It's him!"

His voice was not loud, but his expression was extremely shocking.

The old man said: "Have you guessed who it is now?"

Marven Ye's eyes became extremely complicated.

A man in a white robe can exude such an aura that penetrates the past and the present. Except for the ancestor Hongjun who ripped apart the barriers of the real world, who can stand out?

After the sacred tower absorbed the light, it became white and bright, like a jade carving, and the chaotic air permeated, the brilliance was restrained, and the ancient and savage aura was transformed into a few wisps of regular Taoism, flowing slowly .

If anyone is here, they can see Ye Chen's mouth wide open, his face full of incredible.

The chaotic aura is crystal clear, sacred and brilliant, and at a glance, it is known that it is not ordinary.

When the tower received all the brilliance, it shrunk into a small tower, suspended in the hands of the white-robed man, or the ancestor of Hongjun.

The tower is divided into four floors. The light is snow-white, surrounded by the glow of the gods.

Ancestor Hongjun held the tower in his hand and walked towards Ye Chen step by step, his aura was as powerful as the sky and the ground.

"This tower accompanied me through the long years of the flood. It originally had eighteen floors, but now there are only the last four floors left, and I will hand it over to you."

When he came to the front, Ye Chen recovered from the absent state.

He knew that the real body of the ancestor of Hongjun had already been transformed, and the soul left, I am afraid that in the Wuwu world, what remains in the world now is just the ghost of the remnant soul.

But even a remnant of the soul is an extremely powerful existence, and it can be said that it is not weaker than any top master in the world.

The doubts in Ye Chen's heart gradually grew, and the ancestor Hongjun on the opposite side was not in a hurry, and waved directly between the mountains and forests. I saw that not far away, the original barren valley merged together.

The violent tremor of the mountain peak came, and the water of the river went upstream, straight to the sky, and merged with the mountain peak.

The endless waves of water came from the sky and formed around it, and on this basis, many green vegetations grew.

Ancestor Hongjun created a whole new world with just a wave of his hand, turning the valley into a jungle, which stretches as far as the eye can see.