The sea of ​​chaos is vast and ethereal.

The ancient holy body and the chaotic body are one walking and the other fighting. For them, the years seem to have become particularly long, and the pointer of time is a trace every second.

However, chaos is still the same chaos, and the road ahead is still so slim.

Huashan is peaceful and comfortable at night.

On the Red Flame Peak, all the reincarnated people are there, and many look up at the misty sky. They all know that Ye Chen has left and embarked on the journey to return to his hometown. Everyone has a vicissitudes of hope, hoping that the Emperor of Chu can return to his hometown alive, so that they can go back.

"It's also idle, I'll do it."

Shura Tianzun carried the wine pot and twisted his neck comfortably, and was born to be a warlike master.

This is what I said to Long Master that among the people present tonight, the one he wants to beat is Long Master. Who told Long Master that his predecessor was the emperor? He can't beat the emperor, so it's better to beat Long Master.

Master Long glanced at him and was also a straightforward master, who reached the sky in one step.

"Okay!"

Shura Tianzun's eyes flashed brightly, and he threw the wine pot at will, soaring up step by step.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Immediately, there was a roar, which shocked the entire Huashan Mountain and rumbling.

The war was very fluctuating, and it attracted spectators from all over the world.

"The former was the Emperor, who was transformed into the bloodline and memory of the demon, and is still fierce!"

"He is even closer to Shura Heavenly Lord."

"No matter how fierce it is, can you surpass the ancient holy body?"

The fight above was in full swing, and the chatting below was also full of enthusiasm. The people watching the show were all holding hands, one by one, one calmer than the other. Compared to Ye Chen, they were fighting and making small fuss, and they had seen strong winds and waves. No matter how amazing they were, their mood was still unchanged.

A battle without suspense has its own ending without suspense.

Master Long was defeated and could not fight against the Heavenly Lord for his whole life. Although that guy looked unreliable, he was a ruthless man. He was so fierce that he doubted his life and embarrassed the Dragon Emperor again.

"I haven't finished the fight yet, why are you running?"

"roll."

Master Long came down, and Shura Tianzun chased him. It seemed that he had not yet fought.

Many old guys are stroking their beards and sometimes look around.

In theory, if the Ye Chen family loses, the Holy Body should come out and find a place. As before, the man named Kuang was beaten into a little sheep, but no one has been seen yet.

"There is no tiger in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king."

The reincarnated people took a deep breath, and the Shura Heavenly Lord was the monkey.

As for tigers, they refer to Ye Chen. If my holy master is here, how dare he be so crazy?

The battle ended, and after waiting for a long time, Ye Chen was not seen.

The spectators from all sides looked regretful and each took their hands back, but they were not happy. To be more precise, they did not see the Heavenly Lord being beaten up. The main reason was that Ye Chen had not come out. If he found another place, he would definitely not recognize Shura Tianzun and his mother, making you crazy no matter how crazy you were.

"Who else?"

The Shura Heavenly Lord tonight is not as excited as he is, and he is still whispering.

However, no one will pay attention to him and will not be foolish about fighting with him.

Given that he was so lawless, in the middle of the night, two people took the guy to him. One of them was Master Long and the other, the first god general, was pulled over by Master Long and even one of them, and even one of them could not fight against the Heavenly Lord. If the two of them came together, it would be hard to say.

So, the man named Kuang was beaten up again seriously.

In the Chaos Sea, another thirty years have passed, and in addition to the previous hundred years, it has been one hundred and thirty years.

The long years have made the chaotic body full of holes.

The long years have made Ye Chenxian's little brother feel pain.

The Taoist ancestor is still there, and he is looking at the chaotic body. Although he has been in the Chaos Sea for 130 years, he is closer to the heavens. It is only a matter of time to kill him to the human world.

Ye Chen is also a matter of time, but the years he spent far more than the chaos body. Although he had been around for 130 years, in the eyes of outsiders, he had not moved in place.

"Master, how did Ye Chen get through it."

The leader of Tongtian Sect looked at the Taoist Ancestor tentatively. Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun were also present, and they also looked at the Taoist Ancestor. Since he had arrived before, he was just watching Ye Chen strolling there.

"When his eyes become chaotic." Daozu said happily.

The three of them looked at each other, their eyebrows frowned slightly, wondering what the meaning of this chaos was.

Even if Ye Chen is here, it is most likely difficult to understand.

Therefore, his Chaos Pass is destined to be longer than the Chaos Body.

Ten years passed by again.

Ye Chen's pace was a heavier point, and he had been in chaos for 140 years. He still had never seen the so-called heroic pass. This is very different from the six paths of reincarnation pass in the underworld.

The chaotic world is silent and terrible.

This loneliness is unbearable for ordinary people. Although he has walked this path, he can't resist it, but he cannot suppress the desire to go home. The more urgent he is, the more he wants to find that path.

"Ancestor Dao! What is the meaning of Chaos Sea!"

Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, and he had murmured this many times, and he still didn't understand it.

Unfortunately, no one will give him an answer.

ten years.

Twenty years.

Thirty years.

He spent all this, sending away a hundred years and welcoming the second hundred years. For the outside world, two hundred years are only two days, but for him, it is like two reincarnations. He doesn't know how much it takes to return to his hometown like this reincarnation.

His doubts are also the doubts of the Chaos Body.

Since Ye Chen entered the Chaos Sea, there has never been a big battle. He suddenly felt tired, let alone him. After two hundred years of rushing, he passed through obstacles and turned himself into a madman. He came over the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and was tired and was about to fall down.

However, he still did not see the exit, and Daozu did not tell him how to get out.

Ye Chen is tired, he is also tired.

In the purple bamboo forest, the Taishang Laojun looked at the Taoist ancestor, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Daozu was the most indifferent and was still cooking his tea.

The three of them took a deep breath and couldn't bear to see it. Ye Chen's loneliness and the murder of the chaotic body had never stopped for two hundred years. If they were them, they would probably have gone crazy.

The sun and the moon change, and the day and night reincarnation.

Two more days, the warm morning light spreads over the heaven again, warm and peaceful.

It's been four hundred years, and the Chaos Sea has been four hundred years.

The chaotic body fell down more than once, and carried more than once, and even the blood-stained sword in his hand was covered with dust from time to time. The stubble on his mouth was already covered with decadence, which showed a lot of decadence and vicissitudes. His chaotic eyes were also extremely dim. He was too tired to kill all the way.

In front of me, there were evil things that were as dark as a tide, densely packed, with all their teeth and claws, ferocious and violent faces pounced on him, trying to drag him down from Jiuyou.

war!

Chaos body roared, holding the Dao Sword tightly, and rushing and killing all the way.

This battle has been a hundred years, and has been submerged again and again, and every step he took is [58 Novels    www.58xs.info] wandering outside the gates of hell, and they almost died and died too many times.

Five hundred years have come to an end.

The Chaos Sea in his eyes finally reflected a strange light.

At the end of chaos, there is an extra light gate.

He stopped, laughing exhaustedly. Through the endless chaos, he could smell a breath that was not of heaven, from the other side of the light gate. He knew that he would cross over to the heavens.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo...!

The wail of the evil ghost suddenly sounded, and evil things reappeared. From a hundred feet away, they were all the way to the end of chaos, like a layer of black clouds, covering the chaos with darkness and lightness.

"The last battle."

The scattered eyes of the chaotic body condensed at the end, and an ancient divine pattern was engraved between his eyebrows. I don’t know what kind of immortal magic it was, which instantly filled his exhausted magic power. All the pores in his body were sucking the original source, like a burning flame, or in other words, he had become a flame.

At this moment, Taishang Laojun and the others held their breath.

Whether you can kill the heavens and human worlds is here to fight. If you kill them, you will be Lingxiao Xianqu; if you can't kill them, you will be Jiuyou Huangquan. The black evil thing is so terrible.

war!

The roar of the Chaos Body destroyed the tumultuousness that had lasted for five hundred years, and after five hundred years, the final battle was like a chaotic immortal light, penetrated the evil creature. He swung the Taoist sword wildly in the ocean.

It was a bloody road, and was forced to kill him by a chaotic body.

Behind him was a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Even he was trampling on the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and he killed them in a sea of ​​corpses. He had killed many evil things, and he had not known how many blood valleys were printed on his body.

He won, he killed him. Under the gaze of the Taoist ancestor, he dragged his bloody body and passed the Light Gate leading to the human world. Five hundred years of killing ended.

"It's done."
To be continued...