Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2834: Lonely way

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Boom! Rumble!

The buzzing of the heavens is still continuing, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, like a human heart beating, every time a roar, the world's heart will tremble.

"This is the case with two ends in three days, where is the sound."

"God knows, it's the devil who is messing up."

"Always feel that disaster is coming."

Under the sky, there are so many murmured voices, too many people look at the void, and they are all covered with haze. cultivator's hunch is mostly fulfilled.

I do n’t know when the rumbling sound is obliterated.

Ye Chen closed his eyes, the light of his eyes was uncertain, and the same was true of the sword respecter on his side. Although the combat power was not as strong as Ye Chen, it was not weaker than Ye Chen.

"Send me into the black hole." Jian Zun said.

"It's not a good place inside." Ye Chen smiled.

"Under loneliness, the Tao is enlightened, and I want to get my first heart." Jian Zun smiled slightly, his eyes were Gujing Wubo. The so-called first heart is also Dao Xin, which is to precipitate his supreme sword in the boundless darkness.

Ye Chen said nothing more. He put his palm gently on Jianzun ’s shoulder and applied the Great Reincarnation to Heaven.

Reappearing, they are already in the black hole.

"If the seniors are free, they will help find a demon, a living demon." Ye Chen coughed, "The juniors have great use, don't cut it with a sword."

Jun Zunwen knew that Ye Chen had looked at his eyes in the past. Why is that strange? His sword does n’t matter. The whole Ye Chen is embarrassing. Finally, he found a lively demon and was hacked by him. Ghost gate closed, and looking for it again, it's really hard to go to the sky.

Jun Zun didn't speak. He turned around silently, step by step, away from the sky, went straight to the depths of the darkness, his back was lingering and vicissitudes, and he had a loneliness and loneliness alone.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and watched him go. It should be understood that the old senior who built sword sword had seen through Hongchen and wanted to realize Tao in loneliness.

In the era when Emperor Dao changed, the suppression of Emperor Dao was extremely weakened, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Anyone could become an emperor, and Jianzun was no exception. A good one, he might really prove in loneliness. .

Until Jianzun ’s back and disappeared in the dark, Ye Chen turned around, still suppressing the impulse of the hammer hammer Zunzun, that is, Moqin who was in need of robbery, selling his scrolls to the sky. All.

Once again, he transformed into clone.

This walk is March again.

During March, the stars in the sky were much calmer than in the past, but no Honghuang tribe was found, but the sound of rumbling sounded every three times, and each time was louder than the other, like the death knell from the hell, shaking Too many people are awakened in their dreams.

"Another sign of catastrophe."

At the peak of the Tianxu Forbidden Area, the King of Heaven looked up at Cangji quietly, and what was hard to conceal in his eyes was worry.

"It ’s time to catch up."

Huangquan Tianwang is leisurely, and there are also worries in his eyes, but he is more firm than Tianxu Tianwang.

Hey!

The other kings sighed, their worries and firmness, carved out of fatigue, have witnessed countless seas and fields, but they have also been worn away by the years.

Ye Chen settled in the depths of the black hole and looked into the distance.

There is a sea of ​​blood, **** clouds and mists, hazy, and sometimes can hear the ghosts wailing, Rao is Ye Chen state of mind, can not help being trance, there are too many evil thoughts and grievances, and evil spirits have already been born.

At the foot of Ye Chen, a golden fairy sea was born, swallowing all the way, drowning the sea of ​​blood, and the evil spirits inside, like howling Li Guiwai, but could not escape his eradication, it should be a kind of relief.

The Sea of ​​Blood was swallowed, and Zijin Small Gourd flew out again, sucking a trace of Emperor Yun, because the Sea of ​​Blood was once a battlefield, and there were emperors participating in the war.

This way, like this battlefield, Ye Chen sees too much.

It is not difficult to imagine that in the ancient era, the battle between the heavenly court and the first sacred body and the heavenly demon, how wide the spread surface, the attack of the emperor ’s path, mostly not only the Grand Dao too heaven, but also this space black hole, which is also in the black hole There is a broken emperor's sake.

Unfortunately, I walked back and forth for a few months and never saw the broken Imperial soldier again.

An endless journey again.

Jian Zun's back is lonely, Ye Chen's back is not like, like a ghost, wandering in the boundless darkness, continue to find a living god.

He has gone far enough and is not sure whether he has been in the darkness or not. He had spent a hundred years in a black hole when he searched for the sky from Grand Chu. In those years, he did not know what the light is of.

I do n’t know what day he was out of the black hole.

In the distance, the galaxy is wandering, the starry sea is surging, and the brilliant Star Radiance is like a long story, shining through the starry sky, and reflecting the vicissitudes of life.

It was a mysterious star sea, wrapped in a piece of cultivator Holy Land.

Ye Chen sacrificed the domain gate again, crossing the Xinghai.

By the time he falls again, it is already a mysterious Beiyue.

The mysterious wilderness under the night, quiet and peaceful, the ancient cities, like pearls, are set on the earth, and the clouds and mists haze the darkness that should be there.

No one knows that the holy body is coming to the mysterious land. All cultivator gathering places are said to be the legend of the holy body.

Ye Chen crossed the ancient star and crossed a male and female river before and after stopping in front of a mountain. In it, there is a space boundary. The space boundary of the Jiuli ethnic group is the hometown of Beisheng.

Om!

With a buzzing sound, a skylight gate was propped up.

Ye Chen lifted his foot and stepped in one step.

Since Xuanhuang is here, why is it that the Jiuli people do not come? It is the princess of this family who sacrificed his own body and washed away his magic barrier with the power of the pure world.

It was still the steep mountain, and Ye Chen fell gently.

When I entered, I saw a tomb, which was also the cloak of the North Saint, and her name: Jiuli Muxue was engraved on the small tombstone.

This is him. The first time I saw the name of Bei Sheng, there were only four words, and it was very dazzling. His thorny mind was in a trance, and he seemed to see the woman in white again in horror, like a dream. Fairy.

"Come here."

Behind, hoarse words rang out, and a figure had been transformed into it. It was the Saint Lord of the Nine Clan, also the father of Beisheng, who was in his midlife, but was gray-haired, his waist was slightly ridiculous, and there was a lot of sorrow in his eyes. .

Ye Chen stood still and bowed his hand. It was a gift of juniors and a gift of guilt. It was his daughter who saved his life. He owed the Beisheng and the father. The white-haired man sent black hair. People, these years, without a daughter's father, should have been very miserable.

"She chose, you don't need to blame yourself."

Jiu Li Saint Lord laughed far-fetched, and went to the North Holy Tomb to dust the daughter's time.

Under the moon, there are petals flying, reflecting the Star Radiance moonlight, colorful, one piece after another, falling down on the grave, there is a floral fragrance, like a woman's fragrance.

The breeze is blowing, a woman's phantom, shocked, and looking back at the world and Ye Chen, she looks back and smiles, her beauty is world-famous.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and Meiyu also wrinkled slightly.

"You read right, it's Xueer at my house."

Jiu Li Saint Lord laughed.

"She ... is still there?" Ye Chen asked in a hurry.

"Living in the hearts of my Jiuli people." Jiuli Saint Lord sat down and raised the jug. "You should have heard of the power of offering. It is because of the offerings of my people that they cooperate with the immortal law of my people. The phantom came out. "

Ye Chen didn't speak, and his eyes shone brightly.

The power of worship, he has heard it before, is a mysterious and mysterious power, intangible and intangible, but it really exists, such as Taoist temples, Buddhist temples, and temples, many people worship, similar to incense, similar to Buddha Family power, invisibly gathered, and many become spiritual.

"A spirit is hope."

Ye Chen's eyes are like a torch, and the look of Jiuli Saint Lord is also full of infinite hope.

"In the history of my people, there is no precedent for resurrection by this method. From beginning to end, it is just a ghost image." Jiuli Saint Lord shook his head helplessly.

"Younger generation firmly believes that she can be resurrected."

Ye Chen left a word, turned around, stepped out of the Jiuli, and went straight to the restricted area of ​​Huangquan.