"I want thunder, the more the better."

"You little old man, you're talking about you, you're still running away. If you don't want it, we'll pay for it."

"If you don't give it, I'll take my dad to visit your house."

The vast ancestral land of the vast vast ancestral land was full of Ye Ling's clear words. The little girl was like an elf. She ran around the ancestral land and was also a very filial daughter, looking for thunder for her father.

Since she wants it, the monks from all over the heavens will give it to you.

What do you mean! It’s not that I’m afraid of her, but that I’m afraid of the tenth emperor of the Great Chu.

If it is easy to discuss, the people of the Holy Body Family will be convinced by virtue or reason. As for those who are not convinced, they will be left to lie down? Many of them are drinking Mengpo soup.

Ye Ling ran in front and Chu Xuan and the others chased him. It was really not in vain, so they spent money to buy it.

The sensible seniors don’t need to ask for anything, they just delivered it. Everyone knows that Ye Chen wants to melt the Chaos Thunder, so he has to help him. If he can help Ye Chen achieve great success, it will be considered a merit.

On the hill, Ye Chen was still shaking the small gourd, and there were a lot of imperial eunuchs this time.

"Swallowing the Emperor's Congregation by yourself, the immortal treasure against the heavens!"

The Ten Palaces of Yama Luo tsk his tongue, his eyes were shining, one shoulder was pressed against the other's head. Why was Ye Chen so lucky? If he collects it like this, how many imperial aggregates would he have to gather.

"Xiao doesn't know, he often peeks at the fairy taking a bath."

"Don't look at others as silly! In fact, there is a restless heart hidden in your bones."

"I said, are you two going to bed?"

Not far away, Shura Tianzun had already talked with Qin Mengyao. The ruthless man from Shura Realm was also a chatterbox. His mouth was like a firecracker, and he never stopped talking. He spread rumors and made his good friend Zhao Yun look dark inside and outside.

Qin Mengyao is also a silly girl, she really believes it. Moreover, she is also a loyal listener with beautiful eyes. She wants to listen to anything about Zhao Yun, whether it is good or bad.

"It's a great choice to pull you over."

Ye Chen looked meaningful and had already recorded all the words of the Heavenly Lord with the Reincarnation Eye. If he could see Zhao Yun again, he would have to show him. Look at what your good brothers have done. For example, you have to hammer him and hammer him to death.

OK! Shura Tianzun is a talented person, and he is a talented person, and he specializes in cheating people. In the future, Tianzun is a hammered person, and most of the reason why he was beaten.

"Dad, I've given you a baby."

Ye Ling stepped onto the top of the mountain and laughed. More than a dozen real thunders were taken out. He said he wanted it, but in fact he bought it, and some people gave it away. People from all over the world are still very good at it.

Ye Chen smiled gently, never refused, and sent it into Danhai.

When Tianlei saw it, he was quite active. When he stepped forward, he was fooling him and fucked him.

At this moment, he was also strong enough that Zhen Lei couldn't help but tremble.

The fusion process was still very smooth. More than a dozen real thunders merged into it, and the sky thunder was much more powerful. The dark thunder and lightning teared the space, thrusting and thrilling, all of which were dazzling.

As for when it will become chaos, it will take a long time.

Thinking about the Nine Martial Immortal Flame, I don’t know how many flames I swallowed before turning into chaotic fire. The road to heavenly thunder is definitely longer than it. Compared with flames, thunder and lightning are rarer and harder to find.

boom!

Half an hour later, the prehistoric ancestral land collapsed, and another inheritance of the imperial Taoism was everywhere. It was all the dust of history. It should be that Wuyan went to see the great emperor in the clan. The predecessors were so famous that they were so proud of.

The monks of the heavens scattered and retreated again, running towards the starry sky in all directions.

Ye Chen also left, with his little gourd on his head. Before leaving, he didn't forget to look at Tianzun and Qin Mengyao. The two of them fell in love with each other and chatted all the way.

It is the vast starry sky again, boundless.

"If this were the case, it would be great to go all the way to the forever."

Chu Ling smiled, and the whole world was gone. When Chu Xuan and the others heard it, they were in a daze for a moment, and they all looked at Ye Chen for a moment, revealing their wife's tenderness.

Ye Chen smiled, raised his hand with a smile, and pointed to the starry sky from afar.

Immediately, fireworks bloomed in the sky, colorful and colorful, so dazzling that my wife's eyes were blurred.

People passing by sigh and sigh.

The Holy Body is really romantic. The whole heaven is looking for the prehistoric world. It seems that they are the only family, and they are in love while walking. Such romance, coupled with a bed, is more appropriate.

"What a nice view."

The girls were intoxicated, and they were praying with their hands, staring at the fireworks all over the sky.

Ye Chen looked back with a smile. When he looked at the nothingness behind him, his smile disappeared. His eyes were almost narrowed into lines. He always felt that in the dark, there were eyes staring at him, cold and silent.

I don’t know he is watching, the two emperors of Tianming are also watching, and the emperor’s eyes are narrowed slightly.

I don’t know when Ye Chen closed his eyes and smiled warmly on his face.

With the attention of the world, they gradually drifted away, accompanied by the fireworks of the world, heading straight for the world forever.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

For example, there are many such sounds in the sky and they will sound every once in a while.

Whenever there is a rumbling sound, there will be a great war and there will be a prehistoric world being destroyed.

The surging blood mist still did not dissipate, and the war continued, dyed with scarlet blood.

"Damn it, damn it."

The prehistoric tribes that may not be found are all gritting their teeth. The inheritance of the Emperor's Dao does not even dare to leave. Not only do they dare to leave, they also have to hide them. If they are found, they will be exterminated.

It has declined, and the prehistoric tribes have declined.

This sentence is like a spell full of supreme magic power, echoing in the sea of ​​gods and lingering. Even if they don’t believe it or not, it is a bloody fact.

They had a tragic fate in the prehistoric world. They were first dealt with by the Red Lotus Empress, and then by the Emperor Huang. Now they were dealt with by Ye Chen. Their defeats were even worse than each other. They were originally extremely powerful prehistoric people, but they were damaged again and again, and their vitality was severely damaged again and again.

At this point, the ancient world seems to have no power to turn over, just because the holy body has risen. Unless the emperor comes from the prehistoric world, who can check and balance? With the ancient holy body there, it can support the facade of the heavens.

Two months passed quietly.

In two months, dozens of prehistoric races were destroyed.

However, for the entire prehistoric world, this is only the tip of the iceberg, and only the minions were destroyed. The real clans were hidden very strictly, and even the emperor could not see it. It can be seen how domineering the secret technique was. Perhaps any grain of sand and dust might hide the prehistoric ancestral land.

The monks in the heavens were quite persevering and were still looking for them, never giving up.

In the third month, a rumbling sound came from the direction of the Thunder Domain. A prehistoric race was caught. They were not stupid. They fled to the Domain Sect to hide, but they had no use and could not escape the disaster of extermination.

In the fifth month, there was another rumbling, and it was still transmitted from the domain, and the clan was destroyed.

In the eighth month, Ye Chen took a strong move and slapped the prehistoric flame lion clan by one. There were outstanding people in this clan who led the imperial disaster in desperate situation, but Ye Chen killed the soul with one finger.

In the following three months, the rumbling sound gradually faded.

In the 12th month, the monks of the heavens actually withdrew their troops, and all tribes and forces all set out on their way back. The joy was filled with sadness. In this battle, the heavens won, but they won tragically. They went to see the vast starry sky, the broken battlefields, and the blood rivers crisscrossing, with countless heroic souls buried, including ancestors and descendants, and too many people buried their bones in a foreign land.

The sound of crying and the sound of crying filled the world. The great mountains and rivers became dilapidated ruins. I don’t know how many tribes have been killed and their inheritance was cut off due to the war in the prehistoric world.

The shocking bloody battle finally came to an end.

On the way back, the people were sprinkling wine all the way to pay homage to the heroic souls who died in battle, and wished that there would be a spirit in heaven.

Ye Chen was the same, carrying a pot of turbid wine and sprinkling all the way.

When someone sees him, he will calm down from afar and bow his hand to hand. The turning point of the battle between the prehistoric world and the heavens should be Ye Chen's return, which is him and the Chaos Body, which restrains the Zhuxian Sword, which is also him and the Chaos Body, which reflects the seal of the Taoist ancestor and wiping the blessing of the battle power of the prehistoric world.

It is also him who carries the beliefs of all living beings and arouses the strongest fighting spirit of the heavens.

In the smoke of the beacon, his back is still so tough, covered with the color of myth.

On a quiet night, he returned to his hometown.

Looking around, the monks of Da Chu stood all over the earth and lined up in the sky, as if they were welcoming the return of the God of War. After three years of disaster, the tenth emperor of Da Chu finally returned completely.

Ye Chen stopped slightly, bowed to the starry sky, and to the cultivator of the Great Chu.

This ceremony is to respect the ancestors and to worship the heroes. The blood-colored Great Wall was built by them to save the heavens, not Ye Chen, but the people of all realms. He should thank them for guarding these great mountains and rivers so that he could see that home when he returned.

"I said, is it a bit sensational?" Di Lao stroked his beard.

"If it were normal, he would have been dragged down and beaten up." Fu Ya said meaningfully.

"Forget it this time." Old Tian took a deep breath.

Forget this sentence, it really won the hearts of everyone. The tenth emperor of the Great Chu is no longer the little holy body of the past. That quasi-emperor is already at its peak, and it is already half a step. If you want to kick him twice, you have to be prepared for paralysis and slap him in your hands. Who can stop it?

"I miss you so much!"

I don’t know how many old guys showed a look of melancholy. The plot of eating, sleeping and beating Ye Chen is gone forever. Although his hands are itchy, life is more important.

"Wait! He must be very arrogant when he comes to Tianxuan Sect again."

The human king put his hands in his arms, and he achieved a strong combat power of half a step. Who would have to walk sideways?

His words made the quasi-emperors look sideways. It would be fine if they didn't say anything. When he spoke, the old quasi-emperors were touching their chins, sweeping up and down, and their eyes were filled with deep meaning in their eyes.

The tenth emperor of the Great Chu was not afraid to fight anymore. This battle with the Five Slags can still be enjoyed. They belong to the Zhoutian lineage. If anyone is not a fight, someone must be beaten.

This is the custom of the people of Da Chu. It is still so fierce. If you don’t hit people for three days, you will feel uncomfortable all over. The customs of the people not only need to be continued, but also carry forward it and set an example for the younger generation.

ah....!

Soon, a domineering scream filled the universe of the Great Chu.

The one named Fuxi was really hammered.

On this side, Ye Chen had already stepped down from nothingness and walked towards Hengyue Sect in the void.

“Somewhat is not true.”

Looking at his back, the monks of Da Chu murmured many times, and always felt that Ye Chen still existed in his memory.
Chapter completed!