The next day, before dawn, Ye Chen, Zhong Jiang, and Hongchen Xue walked out of Yanhuang Lingshan.

There are only three of them. Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue were originally from Yanhuang, and Ye Chen was the 99th generation of Yanhuang. They went to Dihuang to represent a certain meaning.

Above the Xutian, Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue walked in the air, with only Ye Chen holding his sword.

I don’t know whether it was because of Zhongli’s injury or the Killer Divine Dynasty, along the way, Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue’s expressions were extremely solemn, which made Ye Chen feel a little depressed.

"Come back from Dihuang, don't go out easily anymore." After all, Zhong Jiang broke the silence of the three of them with one sentence. He looked at Ye Chen with a serious expression, without any intention of joking.

"For...why?" Ye Chen was stunned.

"Because of the Killer Divine Dynasty." On the side, Hongchen Xue whispered, "From the day when the Killer Divine Dynasty was suppressed by the Yan Emperor in the past, they made a poisonous oath to slaughter all the Yanhuang people, and to pay tribute to their killing swords with the heads of the Yanhuang Saint Lords of the past dynasties. Attacking Senior Brother Zhongli is just a challenge book. Their real goal is the 99th generation of Yanhuang Saint Lords, that is, you."

After hearing Hongchenxue say that, Ye Chen suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to say to Hongchenxue: I can't do this holy lord, can I not do it anymore?

"No." Hongchen Xue seemed to be able to see through Ye Chen's thoughts. She glanced at Ye Chen and said, "From the day you accepted the Xuancang Jade Ring, you have been destined to be the mission you shoulder in this life. I am not kidding you. The horror of the Killer Divine Dynasty is far beyond your imagination. There are many people who died in their hands in the past dynasties. My master of Hongchen was almost killed back then, let alone you."

"I understand." Ye Chen nodded slightly, and under the mask, his face was mostly solemn.

While speaking, the three of them had already stepped into more than one teleportation array.

At some point, the three of them stopped under a lingering spiritual mountain.

"Who?" Before the three of them came forward, the elders guarding the mountain gate rushed out one after another, but after seeing that it was Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue, they became a little excited.

"I've seen Yan Zun, Feng Zun." Several people knelt on one knee. Although they were hostile, they were all Yan Huang's old subordinates and were still very respectful to Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue.

"Where is Zhongli?" Zhong Jiang waved his hand and lifted everyone up.

"The Holy Lord was waiting."

Zhong Jiang and the others didn't say anything, and the three of them came in together.

In Dihuang Ling Mountain, both elders and disciples stood there in one after another. When Zhong Jiang and the others walked by, they knelt on one knee and kowtowed respectfully, "I have seen Yan Zun, Feng Zun."

After paying attention to Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue, almost everyone's eyes fell on Ye Chen, and his eyes were also full of different expressions, either amazed, surprised, or sighed.

"He is Qin Yu? Fengyun Killing God, I, the 99th generation of the Saint Lord of Yanhuang?"

"If you are truly talented, you will definitely be a great hero in the future."

"It seems that we are really old."

Ye Chen just responded with a chuckle, but when he saw a few familiar disciples of Rehmannia, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed because he had all robbed them in the divine cave, but they just didn't know.

Amid the discussion, the three of them had already walked into the underground palace of the Dihuang.

When they saw it, they saw an altar where an old man with white hair sat cross-legged.

Seeing this gray-haired old man, not only Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue, even Ye Chen's brows frowned suddenly.

The white-haired old man, needless to say, was Zhongli, the fifth disciple of the Divine Yellow Holy Lord, but his condition was simply terrible. He was covered in countless scars. Each wound was shining with a dark light, dissolving his essence, especially a sword mark on his eyebrows, which was the most scary, as if he was pierced by a sword. Not only did the wound not heal, but it was still expanding outward.

As Tshun said, Zhongli was so hurt that he was so severe that his aura had been extremely weak, and his whole body was filled with a strong aura of death, like an old man in his twilight years, about to be buried in peace.

"Lord of Earthly Yellow, don't be fine!" Before Ye Chen could speak, Hong Chenxue spoke indifferently.

On the side, Zhong Jiang's expression was almost the same.

Over the years, there have been more than one battle between Rehman Huang and Yan Huang. They were originally classmates, but they were inextricable. Because of some desire, they left many bloody difficulties. Even if they were classmates, they still had grudges in their hearts.

Ye Chen sighed helplessly at the indifference of the two people.

Why bother? He was worried about Zhongli, but he was unwilling to admit it.

On the altar, seeing the indifferent voice of Zhong Jiang and Hongchen Xue, a trace of sadness flashed in Zhongli's turbid old eyes. He stood up with all his might and walked off the altar, but as soon as his feet fell to the ground, he staggered. If the thorn soul standing beside him supported him, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Fourth Senior Brother, Seventh Junior Sister." Li was no longer in his heart. Zhong Jiang's turbid old eyes looked at Zhong Jiang and Hongchen Xue with tears in his eyes. His voice was hoarse and tired, with endless vicissitudes and sorrow.

Suddenly, Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue's bodies trembled.

After so many years, they have been fighting endlessly, but never heard each other refer to their senior brothers and junior sisters. Zhongli calls his senior brothers and junior sisters, as if he has told them all about the vicissitudes of their hundreds of years.

After all, Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue's indifferent expressions suddenly disappeared. Even though they were stubborn, they still couldn't stand the same feelings as their classmates.

"We have been waiting for this day for too long." Zhong Jiang and Hong Chenxue smiled relievedly, finally let go of the grudges in their hearts, walked over one after another, and supported the old Zhongli in their hands.

"I've been wrong for too long."

“It’s all over.”

"I still remember that we were all in our prime back then, and the years were like swords!"

The three of them sat there, talking about the vicissitudes of life for hundreds of years.

At this moment, there are no more Yanhuang, Renhuang and Dihuang, and there are no more Yanzun, Fengzun and Leizun. Now they are just brothers and sisters from the same school.

On the side, Ye Chen and Tshun stood quietly, without saying anything.

"It's so severely injured." Although Ye Chen didn't say anything, he was already using the Immortal Ring Ange to investigate Zhongli's injuries. He saw Zhongli's already broken body and soul that could collapse at any time.

"Zhongli is good at assassination, and he is even more powerful in the quasi-celestial realm. He can hurt him to such a person. How powerful is he?" After helplessness, Ye Chen's eyes were full of shock, and he became unprecedentedly afraid of the mysterious and terrifying killer Divine Dynasty.

"Have you ever encountered people from the Killer Divine Dynasty?" Thinking in his heart, Ye Chen couldn't help but send a message to the Thorn Soul beside him.

Although Tshun looked cold, he nodded.

"Is the other party a quasi-tian realm?" Ye Chen sent a message again. With what he thought, if he could hurt Zhongli, who was good at assassination, in this way, his cultivation must be in the quasi-tian realm.

However, what he could not imagine was that Tsting Soul actually shook his head gently, "The one who took action to hurt the Holy Lord was a first-level heaven in the Kongming Realm. His assassination magical powers could no longer be described as horror."

"Empty...the first level of the Kongming Realm." Ye Chen's eyes were full of shock. This news was far more shocking than he had imagined. If that person was allowed to reach the Quasi-Heaven Realm, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

"As far as I know, that man is the holy son of the Killer Divine Dynasty. He was sealed as early as the Eastern Emperor era and was unsealed not long ago." When Ye Chen was shocked, the Thorn Soul sent a message again, "Not only the holy son of the Killer Divine Dynasty, but also the self-proclaimed killers of the Killer Divine Dynasty, were unsealing the seal one after another."

Speaking of this, even the soul who looked down on the world showed a look of fear, "They are just a group of killing gods."

Ye Chen was silent, and his face was extremely difficult to see.

It is easy to hide from open guns, but difficult to defend against hidden arrows.

Ye Chen understood this truth very well. It was nothing to have a showdown openly. If he was targeted by a group of killing gods hiding in the dark, no matter which force it was, he would not be able to sleep.

When the two talked with voice transmission, Zhongli, who was in extremely poor condition, had already set his eyes on Ye Chen. Especially when he saw the Xuancang Jade Ring on Ye Chen's finger, a hint of remembrance appeared in his turbid old eyes.

"Men Qin Yu, I have met Senior Zhongli." Seeing Zhongli looking at him, Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, not as the Lord of Yanhuang, but as the identity of a junior.

"The God of Wind and Cloud Killing is indeed worthy of its reputation." Zhongli smiled tiredly, with relief in his laughter, "It seems that we are really old. We are no longer the same as we were back then. Our era has passed, but we just deceived ourselves and refused to accept our old age. Now it seems that we can't accept it."

"Senior, it's really an over-the-top."

"I saw the shadow of Master from you." Zhongli's laughter was full of vicissitudes, and he stared at Ye Chen in a daze, "Although I can't see the day when Yanhuang is unified, I know that the 99th generation of Yanhuang Holy Lord can allow Yanhuang to recreate the glory of the past."

"Seniors praise you so much, I will be flattered." Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "But it is important to cure your injuries first. Rehmannia is rarely returned to Yanhuang, and you must not be missing."

"Can you save me if you are so injured?" Not only Zhongli, but even the cold and cold-hearted soul couldn't help but look at Ye Chen.

"Yanhuang's Holy Lord, what if he doesn't have some unique skills?" Ye Chen smiled.

"Are you sure that Senior Brother Zhongli's condition is on the verge of collapse. If you are not careful, it will kill him." On the side, Hong Chenxue couldn't help but glance at Ye Chen.

"Do you think I look like that unreliable person? Yes, listen to me, it's absolutely right. You can protect Senior Zhongli's heart." Ye Chen said, looking at Zhong Jiang beside him, "Senior Zhong Jiang, you are responsible for instilling spiritual power into Senior Zhongli's body."

"Can I help me?" On the side, Tshun hurried forward.

"Her distressed senior, I'm sorry to guard the gate of the underground palace."

"I understand." Tshun was as thunderous as ever. He suddenly raised his foot, stepped down, and arrived at the gate of the underground palace. He held the sword in his hand with a sound of killing sword. If someone rashly broke in, he would be killed by his thunder in the next moment.
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