When the battle fell, the corpses were everywhere outside the sky, and blood flowed into a river.

The earth was covered with blood, the broken swords and spears were inserted diagonally, and the blood-stained battle flag was flying in the yellow sand, and welcoming the sky.

Who would have thought that there were four monks buried in this world with more than 10 million monks, just at the quasi-emperor level.

In this battle, the four tribes except for the imperial weapons, all of them became dust. Thousands of years later, there will be a record of the mysterious history.

"Go home." The Nine Emperors of Great Chu ascended the sky, brought Ye Chen with them, and 50 million cultivators, and went straight to the Great Chu.

After one word, the 50 million monks in the Heavenly Court cried.

It has been three hundred years, and at this moment, they have been waiting for three hundred years.

It is like a lost orphan, and the hometown I dream of is the embrace of my mother, full of warmth.

All the observers looked up and looked in awe. The Nine Emperors of Great Chu were too powerful and destroyed five imperial inheritances in one day.

In today's battle, they established the reputation of the Heavenly Court.

This legend is destined to become an immortal myth and will be passed down from generation to generation by the heavens and the ten thousand realms.

The Nine Emperors left, and the five kings in the forbidden area also turned around, one entered the heavenly emptiness, one went to purgatory, one entered the underworld, one stepped on the Forgetful River, one left the Yellow Spring, and each returned to his own house.

In order to find the Great Chu, I walked for three hundred years and left for too long.

The restricted area also has a mission. When I return this time, I dare not run away because the five major restricted areas have too much to do.

The Sword God glanced at Xu Tian, ​​his eyes fixed on a person, and immediately raised his hand and took him over the next day.

That was a bearded old Taoist, wasn’t it just a Taoist Yan?

"I have seen the Sword God." Old Dao Yan hurriedly saluted, wondering why Jian Feidao arrested him.

"You can tell where the King of Man is going." Jian Feidao looked at him without squinting, as if he knew that Old Taoist Yan's old family was the King of Man.

"More than a hundred years ago, I worked together with Ye Chen and Bei Sheng to deduce it. There was only one picture, I don't know where it was!" Old Dao Yan took out a jade slip and crushed it immediately.

The broken jade slip showed divine light, and a water curtain was transformed into a water curtain in the air, and there were a beautiful mountain and river in the water curtain.

"The Sword God has a wide range of experience, and I don't know if I can see where this is." Old Dao Yan looked at the Sword God tentatively.

The Sword God said nothing, glanced at the water curtain, and looked at the Donghuang Taixin and many quasi-emperors of the Tianxuan Sect.

"It takes no time to find a place to find a broken iron shoe."

The sword gods of the heavens are not Dao, the goddess of Kunlun Donghuang Taixin, Dan Zun Qiye, Tianxuan Gate Quasi Emperor, Jiuhuang God Lord, and others turn around together, climbing to the sky to chase the Nine Emperors.

The beautiful mountains and rivers that appeared in the water curtain were the Great Chu.

But everyone was puzzled that the human king who was in response to the disaster had gone to Da Chu without even notice of Tianxuan Gate.

They were confused, and Old Dao Yan scratched his head, not knowing why.

The spectators were stunned for a long time, still shocked, dizzy, unsatisfied, and dreaming freely.

The big show is indeed a big show, and this time it has not come in vain.

I have never seen such a huge formation in many years.

Tens of millions of monks, more than one hundred quasi-emperors, and more than a dozen extreme emperors' weapons. This grand occasion is absolutely unparalleled.

"I have to thank the ancient holy body for this. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be such a scene." Too many people sighed.

"Since he came to Xuanhuang, the movement and stillness are getting bigger and bigger every time."

Many people sighed and began to count their fingers again. Ye Chen's shocking deeds were taken away.

Sure enough, he was lively and bloody everywhere he went, just like an unlucky child, and he didn't like him.

But the facts proved that those who disliked him were all sent to the underworld, and the team could be ranked first.

"Don't mess with anyone in the future. His family's Nine Emperors are too cruel. The Nine Emperors are also overbearing."

"Can you have some more words in the future?" The old guys stroked their beards, "He only had one last breath."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone from all over the world felt regretful. The ancient holy body that was mighty in the world was just a doomsday god of war.

"Let's go." The old quasi-emperor held his hands and turned slowly, "I didn't know where the Great Chu is even."

"Hundreds of quasi-emperors will definitely be able to save Lao Qi." Kui Niu and his brothers were all secretly determined.

"He is born to be a person who writes myths." Emperor Nan smiled, "Let's go, go to the ancient city of Kunlun to wait."

Everyone followed, only the Northern Saint was left, looking at Piaomiao silently, shaking her teeth lightly, with a complicated expression and worry.

She hoped that Ye Chen would live, at least she would wait for her to express the love hidden in her heart, even if she was rejected, she would have no regrets.

The breeze blew, and she turned around and followed everyone.

The huge world is empty in an instant, and the blood wind is howling, rolling up the sadness and howling, and is settled by the years.

The stone tablet of Great Chu stood tall in the sky, shocking the world and wilderness: those who offend our Great Chu will be punished even if they are far away.

The star fields of the heavens are vast and boundless, distant and ancient.

On this day, the people in the heavens always felt something more, and a vicissitudes of life filled the vast starry sky.

Looking from afar, it was a beautiful mountain and river, with beautiful mountains and rivers, vigorous creatures, and many ancient past events were hidden.

It is the Great Chu, which has been lost for three hundred years, and has merged into the heavens, absorbing the origin of the heavens, and repairing scars.

"We're back, we're back." Along the distance, we heard the hoarse shouts of 50 million monks in the Heavenly Court.

"It's been three hundred years." The monks who reincarnated in Da Chu rushed from all directions, like a tide and a sea of ​​​​spreading the sky and the earth.

The two sides blend together, embrace each other, looking for relatives and old friends, their faces full of tears and crying.

Descendants of the emperor, the kings of the three sects, nine halls and eighty-one sects, Yanhuang, Dancheng, Xiong family, Shangguan family, Situ family, Haotian family, East West Gate Nangong Beichen, Panlong Sea, Qixi Palace, Sword Forging City...

The Great Chu Heavenly Court, all major forces, have inheritance.

Three hundred years ago, they attacked and fought against the demons and died in this land. At this moment, their blood was still soaked in it.

Three hundred years later, we met again, endless past events, endless vicissitudes, and endless tears.

The past and the future are the past and present lives, and the period is three hundred years, and it is the world, like a dream, ancient and far away.

The earth is connected to the earth, and in front of the heroic tomb, the monks of the Great Chu gather together. The stone tablet is densely engraved with countless names.

That was three hundred years ago, Ye Chen and the dozens of remaining monks carved it out with each sword and a long and turbulent life.

Nowadays, most of the nine million heroic souls of the Great Chu have returned, but there are still many names, and no one has claimed them yet: Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, Long Ye, Zi Xuan, Chu Hai Divine Soldier, Sword Emperor, Zhuge Yu, Dugu Ao, Danchen, Dan Yi, Chu Cangzong, Nangong Yue, Dongfang Yuling, Shangguan Xuanzong, Zhong Jiang, Zhong Kui, Ji Ningshuang, Tiger Wa, Four Kings...

They may not have found it yet, and may not be able to be reborn. They have truly turned into historical dust three hundred years ago.

"Every day, I will come to wipe away the dust from your name for you." Tang Ruxuan held Xiong Er's arm, laughing with tears.

Three hundred years are like a moment, but it is also long. Her long hair is still as white as snow, with a haggard look and adorable.

"Every day, I look up at the stars and hope that my Xuan'er will not have too many tears." Xiong Er, who has always been unreliable, also said love words and revealed the truest feelings.

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"Father, mother, sister, we have been thinking about it for three hundred years." Haotian Shixue and Haotian Shiyue were all filled with tears in their eyes.

"Reunited." Haotian Xuanzhen, Hua Xu smiled gently, and looked at his daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren with unprecedented excitement and tears.

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"I have missed homesickness these years." Yang Dingtian, Xu Fu, Daxuan Zhenren, and Pang Dachuan were in tears.

"A thousand twists and turns, I will never forget it until my death." Situ Nan, Liu Yi, Nie Feng, and Ye Wuxue were all wiping their tears.

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"Although I was only three hundred years old, I suddenly felt older than my previous life." Gu Santong smiled slightly, with remembrance in his smile.

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"Junior sister, it seems like a different life!" Zhongli's voice was hoarse and his words were vicissitudes. "I didn't expect to see you again."

"One day, Master and Brother will return." Hong Chenxue looked at the stone tablet, and Ling Che's beautiful eyes became hazy.

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"This is my hometown." Xie Yun led Mu Wanqing, Duan Yu led Yunmeng, Qin Yu led Ji Ruyan, Man Xiong led Man Man... His words were full of warmth.

"Da Chu, very beautiful." The girls smiled tenderly.

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In the memory of the great Chu monks left the earth, controlled the sky and swords, soared into the clouds and mist, and gathered at the Tianxuan Gate.

Their ability to stand here is all thanks to Ye Chen, but when they came back, Ye Chen of the Great Chu fell down.

Everyone looked up, looked at Piaomiao, with hopes in his eyes, hoping that the man would wake up and walk out of Tianxuan Gate alive.

In the Tianxuan Gate, hundreds of quasi-emperors stood around a cloud platform, and Ye Chen, who was sealed, lay on it.

"I'm sure the human king is in the Great Chu?" The Moon Emperor looked at Donghuang Taixin.

"I have used the nine emperor soldiers to locate it, and I have indeed found a trace of energy." Dong Huang Taixin whispered, "but there is a mysterious force on him to cover it, and it will take some time."

"I was surprised that there was an imperial Taoist in the Great Chu who was looking at it. The human king was here to respond to the disaster, and the reincarnation of the heavens was not noticed at all?" Yan Huanghuan looked at the quasi-emperors of the Tianxuan Gate, with a confused expression.
To be continued...