The ancient city of Tianlong is magnificent and magnificent, exuding ancient vicissitudes, witnessing the years and the rise and fall of Great Chu.

Looking down from the void sky, it is like a giant dragon entrenched, looking at the eight wildernesses. Looking down from afar, it is like a fairy city on earth.

The former place of Emperor Xuan is immortal in the world. It will be a towering monument, admired by the people and passed down from generation to generation.

Ye Chen walked down from the sky, his temperament was leisurely, and he stepped in slowly.

In the morning light, Tianlong City is very lively, with crowds of people and constant hawking and shouting, showing the prosperity of the world.

Ye Chen walked through the world and was in a daze. When he came to this city, he would involuntarily recall many past events.

It was here that he received the Daluo Divine Iron.

It is here that the first encounter with Nan Ming Yushu led to a period of accidental cause and effect.

I am really endless feeling when I walk the road I have walked in the past.

As time goes by, the young monk in the past has become the Great Chu Emperor, and is famous in all the heavens in all realms.

He is old as he walks, and he looks young, but he has long turned pale.

"Then...that's it." Passersby were surprised, as if they recognized Ye Chen. Just as they were about to salute, Ye Chen had disappeared.

In the center of Tianlong Ancient City, there is a mountain of immortals surrounds.

Deep in the fairy mountain, there is a small forest, quiet and quiet, and in the small bamboo forest, there is a spiritual pool, with brilliant colors squirting.

In front of the Spirit Pool, there is a back, majestic and strong, as tough as a mountain, and no force can be destroyed.

He is Xuanhuang, the emperor of Dachu, the father of Nan Ming Yushu, and the founder of the Chaos Wuji Dao.

"I have met Emperor Xuan." Ye Chen bowed his hand. Those who are the Emperor of Great Chu have always been in awe of the ancestors of the past.

"No need for politeness." Xuanhuang smiled, gentle and kind.

Ye Chen stepped forward, stood with Xuanhuang, and looked at the Spirit Pool.

Inside the spirit pool, there was a woman hanging, her whole body was illusory, she was like a soul, wearing a wedding dress and sleeping peacefully.

Her face was peerless, and her hair was stained with brilliance, not inseparable from the fireworks of the world, nor did she attract the dust of the world.

Nan Ming Yushu, a infatuated woman, exchanges her life for her life.

Looking at her, Ye Chen's heart suddenly felt ache. He didn't know what he could do, but he actually let a woman do this. She was willing to use her life to exchange for his three-year life, and even laughed at her death.

An unprecedented guilt filled his mind.

What he owe her was not only a life, but also love.

Like him, Xuanhuang beside him was also full of guilt.

The emperor of Great Chu was admired by thousands of people and worshipped by the people, but he was not a good father.

Back then, the words of the Human King were still echoing in his ears.

It is the only way to save him by using a woman who loves him, sacrifices his own creatures and prolongs his life.

There are so many women who love him. If you find one, no matter who it is, you will sacrifice for him without hesitation.

But he is the Emperor of Great Chu! He is carrying glory and shouldering the mission of protecting the people. If he really wants to find a woman to sacrifice, he would rather choose his own daughter.

His daughter did not insult the reputation of the imperial inheritance. She put on her wedding dress with a smile and walked to the altar with a smile.

Fortunately, Yu Shu is still alive, and Ye Chen is dying and integrating the remaining trace of spirit into her soul.

It was that trace of spirit that rekindled her life fire.

Now that she is alive, the person she loves has returned from the cycle of reincarnation, a pair of miserable lovers can renew their previous relationship.

With a last smile, Emperor Xuan turned around and left the bamboo forest to Ye Chen and his daughter, "Waiting for you at Tianxuan Gate."

Ye Chen didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, feeling even more guilty.

Suddenly, he stepped into the spirit pool, which contained the universe. The water of the pool was the power of the soul, nourishing her soul.

"Yu Shu, Ye Chen is back." Ye Chen smiled.

"Don't forget to marry me." In the dark, a light smile sounded, clear and ethereal, more beautiful than the immortal song.

"I am always here and I am determined." Ye Chen smiled warmly, which was his lifelong promise to a woman.

Then, he sacrificed a copper furnace, pulled out the soul of Qiongqi's quasi-emperor, and imprisoned it in mid-air.

After the battle between the heavens, the souls of the people of the prehistoric tribe he captured along the way were brought back, which would be of great use.

"The Emperor of Qiongqi will not let you go." The quasi-emperor of Qiongqi gritted his teeth, his eyes full of ferociousness, like a gloomy ghost.

"The entire prehistoric world owes the Great Chu, I will pay my life to pay it back." Ye Chen snorted coldly and suddenly wiped it with a palm.

The scream suddenly became so sad that even the quasi-emperor level soul would become a lowly ant here in Ye Chen.

Ye Chen had no mercy and was powerful in his methods. He wiped Qiongqi's mind and only retained the essence of the soul and held it in his hands.

The power of the quasi-emperor level of the soul, and it is also the first batch of creatures in the world, and its original power is beyond the comparison of others, and contains endless essence.

"Come on, replenish it." Ye Chen smiled, kneaded the power of the soul into a ball, and pressed it into Nan Ming Yu's soul.

As the power of the soul merged into it, Nan Ming Yushu's soul instantly covered with a layer of colorful divine clouds, which was extremely gorgeous.

A trace of the power of the soul overflowed and penetrated into her soul body, causing her soul to climb up, and her soul to condense a little further.

Ye Chen did not dare to make too aggressive. Nan Ming Yushu was still very weak and melted a soul, so he gave up immediately.

She is still alive, and it is only a matter of time before she gathers her soul again. Having a large number of prehistoric souls is considered a fate that goes against the will of heaven. Returning again will definitely be more terrifying than back then.

After doing all this, he left the spirit pool, stood under the old tree, took the wine gourd, drank quietly, and watched quietly.

"It's really a coincidence that I came here. Didn't disturb you?" A laughter broke out, and a figure stepped in, and a young man was a little boy.

Ye Chen turned his head and realized who he was. Isn’t he the son of the King of War? Xiao Chen’s name is also known in heaven.

At the foot of the Lingshan Mountain in Ximo, Xiao Chen angrily slashed the son of the demon clan and the name of the Thunder Battle Body, which was known to the world.

"How come you have time to come here?" Ye Chen threw a wine pot, "Or, do you like this girl too?"

"Brother Ye, don't joke, just pass by." Xiao Chen smiled, looked at the spiritual pool, and stood under the old tree.

"There were too many people from Hengyue yesterday. You left too quickly. I forgot to tell you something." Ye Chen smiled.

"Good things and bad things." Xiao Chen patted the dust and sat down.

"The God of War Xing Tian." Ye Chen smiled mysteriously.

In a word, Xiao Chen, who had just sat down, stood up again, and his deep eyes shone with dazzling divine light.

The god of war Xing Tian, ​​no one knows the god of heaven. The great god in the prehistoric period is the ancestor of his war body line.

The legend of the God of War has long been immortal and has become a myth. It is said that the prehistoric war body at the peak of the quasi-emperor can fight against the emperor.

In terms of bloodline, his thunder battle body is a thousand miles apart from the prehistoric battle body, and it is incomparable.

Xiao Chen's eyes became deeper and deeper, just staring at Ye Chen like that, not knowing what Ye Chen meant to mention Xing Tian.

"I've seen the God of War." Ye Chen smiled, "To be more precise, Xing Tian's head is hidden in an ancient star."

"Xing Tian's head?" Xiao Chen was unbelievable. The God of War had already returned to the ages and had a head level.

"I have to congratulate you, your destiny fortune has come." This time, Ye Chen sat down and said slowly, "God of War, please ask me to find the living body of war, and to pass on his mantle and continue the legend of God of War."

Xiao Chen's body trembled. I don't know whether it was shocked or excited, but I saw the eyes flashing with a golden divine light.

It is obvious that Ye Chen wanted him to go and inherit the mantle of the God of War, which is definitely a destiny for him.

"This is the coordinates of the starry sky." Ye Chen took the jade and handed it out together, and there was a storage bag. "There are quasi-emperor soldiers inside, which are integrated into the body and pay attention to safety along the way."

"Thank you." Xiao Chen smiled, looked excited, took the jade storage bag, turned around and came out of the bamboo forest.

Speaking of which, Ye Chen is really one of his noble people.

This time, the opportunity given to him was a blessing he had cultivated in his previous life. Many people dreamed of it, but he got it.

Looking at Xiao Chen's back as he was leaving, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

He was glad for the Great Chu, because soon after, the younger generation of Great Chu would have another monster.

The inheritance of the God of War Xing Tian is a stunning level. How domineering it is, it will shock the world if it is passed on.

Withdrawing his gaze, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes gently.

The small bamboo forest fell into tranquility, Nan Ming Yu was wading in the soul, he was pursuing the Tao, the holy body and the divine hiding, and the Tao was infinite.

At some point, the night quietly came, and the bright stars and bright moonlight sprinkled on the two of them.

Ye Chen sat there for a long time, and for nine days, his mind had been pulled into a mysterious artistic conception.

It was another quiet night, and someone walked in outside the bamboo forest.

Two young men on the left and right, one with a grand and one with a leisurely temperament, are both extraordinary.

After a closer look, it was Long Teng, the son of the Taiwang, and Zhou Tianyi, the son of the Donghuang, who were also passing by and came to visit.

"I'll just say it! Ye Chen is here." As soon as he came in, Long Teng smiled and saw Ye Chen who had realized the truth.

"The bloodline and origin are several times more exquisite than that of the past." Zhou Tianyi smiled and said, "It is true that every time you die, it is a transformation and Nirvana of fate and nirvana."
To be continued...