When he returned to Da Chu, Xing Tian's head was placed in the temple again.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang stood quietly in front of the temple for a long time, and also watched quietly for a long time. They had a premonition that not only the two emperors of Tianming had, but they seemed to have had some enlightenment.

The god of war Xing Tian is most likely still alive.

Not to mention Supreme, even Xiao Chen feels this way.

This world, this era, is becoming more and more strange.

That night, Yao Chi went into seclusion. Not only did she want to realize the truth, but she also wanted to seek a way to enfeoff the imperial Taoist imprint. No matter what, she had to try it out to prepare for Ye Chen's enlightenment in his year.

Time is like a knife, killing all the genius.

Ye Chen may be one of them. Calculate the time and year and month, Ye Chen’s life is less than five hundred years old.

Five hundred years is a deadline.

The ancient holy body that dominates the world will gradually weather the vicissitudes of life, and gradually become dry.

On the top of Jade Girl, Ye Chen is as quiet as a stone statue.

The emperor's later years were sad.

The same was true in his later years of the Great Endeavor Holy Body. He was not an emperor, but he felt the same way of thinking at this moment, and had the power to destroy the world, but he had no choice but to reverse the uncertainty.

The five hundred years' deadline may be a fixed number.

Reflecting the dim starlight, he got older again. His long white hair could hardly be replaced by a waterfall black hair. His qi and blood were gradually depressing. He was affectionate, but time was ruthless.

Give him enough time to prove the truth.

This belief was still held by the two emperors of Tianming.

However, who gives him enough.

Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his hand again, and for a moment it became a carving knife, carving it on the illusory Emperor Taoist Sect; using time and space as a brush, depicting it stroke by stroke.

Emperor Darkness held his hand and looked up at Cangmiao.

The illusory Emperor Taoist Sect is really huge, much larger than all the emperors he has seen. It is magnificent and magnificent. It is just illusory, and it already has a kind of extreme emperor power. That kind of emperor power is not an ordinary emperor power.

I have to say that Ye Chen's engraving and painting skills are truly unparalleled in the world, and he engraved the Emperor Taoist Sect very beautifully.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful he is, he still cannot engrave the Emperor Taoist Sect into a physical body. The illusory Sect is still missing something.

What is missing? No one knows.

Emperor Dark closed his eyes and did not look at it again. Ye Chen still needed to explore the broken imperial road. As the emperor, they could not guide him. He didn't even know how the holy body could become an emperor.

However, Hongjun's eyes became deeper and deeper.

There were a few moments when I was still frowning slightly.

"But something happened."

Emperor Dark glanced at it.

Daozu didn't say anything, just shook his head gently, his frowning eyebrows, and his some kind of guess was just a guess.

Emperor Ming didn't look very happy. He knew Hongjun too much, so he liked to keep it in hiding it. If he had it, just say it! He had to hide it.

Ten years, Ye Chen portrayed it for ten years.

In the eleventh year, he left Da Chu and left quietly.

This trip took many years.

People have seen him, either walking in the starry sky or stopping in the galaxy. People do not know whether he is enlightened or not, but only know that he is like a tourist or a wandering soul, always elusive.

In the twelfth year, he went to Zhuxian Jian, stood in front of the tomb of Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan for a long time, and sprinkled a piece of wine.

In the fifteenth year, he stood quietly in the end.

In the seventeenth year, he went to the Netherworld Continent, and in front of the statue of the Netherworld Emperor's son, he only had three days without saying a word.

In the eighteenth year, he went to Xuanhuang and visited the restricted area.

In the nineteenth year, he fell in the city of tears.

Now in Wulei City, there is no one else seen. In the catastrophe of the heavens, the entire Wulei City was wiped out except for Wulei City, and Wulei left. This is an empty city, deserted and deserted.

He sat on the top of the mountain again, quietly carving wood carvings.

There was a moment when he raised his eyes and glanced at Yi Fang.

There are still people who come, but Fairy Wuzhi and Fairy Wuqing, who were also part of the City of Wuqing. They came together and traveled again in the old place. Their expressions remained indifferent, and they were also ruthless. They only inadvertently reveal human sadness, flesh and blood, but they would not be without tears and ruthless.

They stayed for nine days before leaving silently.

Before leaving, he looked sideways and looked at Ye Chen.

That night, Ye Chen also left.

In the thirty years, he went to heaven.

When he returned, he brought back the Chaos Body.

In the forty years, he went to the underworld.

This time, he did not bring Yao Chi, but brought a little guy who looked two or three years old, Ming Jue's child Ming Tian.

It has been hundreds of years since Mingtian grew up to two or three years old, but he has not grown up again. Ye Chen once saw that it was because of his bloodline. As time goes by, a divine power called the Taoyuan is accumulated in the sedimentation.

However, although others are small, their cultivation is not low. In a daze, they are already a real saint, which makes many old guys embarrassed. They are so angry that they compare with each other!

"grandfather."

The little guy called, warming the emperor's heart.

Emperor Ming laughed so happily. The emperor is also a human being. The matter of being close to the mortals is also adapted to the Supreme.

"good."

Seeing that Emperor Dao was walking around with a baby in his arms, Daozu stroked his beard, but the first time he saw the guy's doting expression.

The streets of the ghost town are extremely lively.

What do you think! The scene of the supreme of the underworld holding a little baby shopping is pleasing to the eye at any time.

"very nice."

Deep in the underworld, Ye Chen looked back and continued to do his business, opened a ancestral tomb and pried out some treasures.

The Emperor of the Underworld who was shopping with his children was completely unaware of it.

"Ye Chen, you bitch."

Three or five days later, a loud curse echoed throughout the underworld. Someone really knew how to get into trouble. While he was not paying attention, he had pried away many treasures he had treasured.

In the fiftieth year, Ye Chen fell in the ancestral land of the immortal clan.

Today's immortal clan is in ruins and a catastrophe of the heavens. Almost all the peak powerful men have been completed, resulting in the withering of talents in this clan. There are many great saints, but it is difficult to see a quasi-emperor.

Ye Chen worshipped Jiang Taixu for hundreds of years. Although there were many offerings, Jiang Taixu had not yet been seen coming out of the spirit.

There is also a statue of the phoenix, which also stands in the immortal clan.

Like Jiang Taixu, there is still no sign of spirituality.

It is the sixtieth year that I have returned to Jade Girl Peak.

Before Yaochi came out of seclusion, she only saw the strange phenomenon of the Emperor Dao.

"Dad, I've been to see my mother."

Under the old tree, Ye Chen was sitting, Ye Ling held a small whisk and swept the dust on Ye Chen's shoulders, becoming more and more sensible.

"Have you ever talked to you?"

Ye Chen smiled and raised a pot of wine.

Ye Ling bulged his mouth and did not respond. He would go almost every three or five days, and he could enter the Lingxiao Palace every time. She should be the only one in the whole world who could enter the Lingxiao Palace.

This may be the privilege given by Ruoxi.

Unfortunately, no matter how she called, the other party was speechless.

“I’ll be back.”

Lin Shihua touched Ye Ling's little head and smiled gently.

"It's out, it's out."

As soon as Lin Shi finished speaking, she heard the surprise sound of a party. He listened to the voice of the sound. He was the guy Xiong Er's voice loudly.

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his eyes to look.

Nai Mingjue's statue was revealed to have a trace of spirit.

This child who is all Mingjue inherits some of Mingjue's bloodlines, and also owes it to the Empress of the East Wilderness. From the bloodline of Mingyu, a trace of Mingjue's divine power has been tempered. After hundreds of years of worship, the spirit has finally emerged. It is only a matter of time for the next resurrection.

The quiet night and the quiet Hengyue have become uneasy.

When I went to see Qingluan, my eyes were whirling, and I couldn't cry.
To be continued...