Chapter 2260: I have to sit

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Hearing the words of Emperor Ming, Emperor Huang turned his head sideways, staring intently at Emperor Ming.
Obviously, the heaven in the mouth of the Emperor is not the heaven of Da Chu.
Heaven is an ancient being. Rao is his great sanctified body. He only listens to legends. I do n’t know the true heaven. Where did it come from and who created it? It has always been a mystery. Since ancient times, No one can solve the mystery.
"You don't need to look at me like that. Only the Great Emperor's Realm can know about the secrets of the heavens." The Emperor Mingdao was indifferent, knowing that the Emperor was confused, but he could not say.
Di Huang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
I don't know why. Whenever there is any doubt and he can't figure it out, he wants to ask the Emperor to do a fight. If you are a bitch, you can't say, why don't you stir up my curiosity! I have a question mark for Lao Tzu, you don't say anything, you deserve to marry a daughter-in-law.
Emperor Ming's face was deep, and his heart was called Lehe. I wouldn't say, I'm furious, don't always scare me. I have a collector's edition, a kind of daily must-see.
Equally cheerful, there is Ye Chen.
After climbing the ninety-nine-story stone ladder, I almost got on my life, and finally sat on this dragon chair, feeling absolutely cool.
It seems that at this moment he is an emperor, waiting for the prince to bow down and wait for the courtier to bow down?
He once lived as an emperor. The feeling of being worshipped by his people still exists. The kind of life has reached its peak.
"That's right." Ye Chen was sitting tightly, quite like the emperor.
This dragon chair is even more extraordinary than he imagined. It has a sense of warmth and coolness. It stretches directly to the whole body, flows into the limbs, immersed in the internal organs, nourishes the eight classic veins, and even connects his origin and God ’s possession. He Dao Ze was also touched by it, so that the sound of the avenue was intertwined, and he resounded in his sea of ​​spirits. For a few moments, he almost had an epiphany.
Ye Chen is quite surprised. The dragon chair is not simple. It is more mysterious than the enlightenment stone of Tianxu.
In the meditation, he could smell a faint scent of women's fragrance, which is not of this era. It precipitated in the years, old and vicissitudes.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked left and right, always feeling that in the ancient times, the man sitting on this dragon chair was not a man, but a woman. Yes, it was a woman. The faint scent of women was the best. prove.
When looking at it, the huge Lingxiao Palace shuddered.
Ye Chen just felt a dazzle in front of his eyes. The scene in front of him suddenly changed. The gloomy and solemn Lingxiao Palace reappeared the glory of eternity, the fairy dazzling, the clouds misty, the magnificent hall, full of light, every inch of The bricks and tiles are all stained with luster, and more anomalous in vision. The circling of the dragon, the neighing of the phoenix, the roaring of the white tiger, and the Xuanwu extension of the road are really a palace in the world and a towering treasure.
In the midst, Ye Chenzhang can still see a figure, saluting to him, more precisely, saluting to the dragon chair, and more accurately, saluting to the person sitting on the dragon chair, And that person is not him.
Ye Chen focused her eyes subconsciously, looking to her side, as if she was sitting alone, a gorgeous woman, who was kneeling in worship of all spirits, and she was the true body and the supreme peak.
Of course, these are all illusions. Ye Chen was restored to the same state as before, and the golden and glorious Ling Xiao Bao Temple was once again in the gloom, and there was only a trace of ancientness in the long river.
Afterwards, Ye Chen, with a grim expression, flew out, and was stunned by the dragon chair. He rolled down from the steps, not just the ordinary wolf.
He got up again, Ye Chen shook a few times, and then he stood still. He looked up at the dragon chair with his mouth twirled, and I almost took his life to climb up.
For his abdomen, Bai Yulong's chair didn't respond, its silence seemed to be saying: This is also what you can sit on? Little big saint, don't you have a little bit in your heart?
"No, I have to sit still." Ye Chen smeared a nosebleed and went up again.
It should be said that the tenth emperor of Dachu was also idle enough, without thinking about looking for a reincarnated person, but with a dragon chair bar, he refused to sit, and he still wanted to sit shameless.
With one experience of climbing a stone ladder, Ye Chen can be described as a light car.
Climbing up to the 99th floor, he was paralyzed, like a pile of mud, and almost lost his life.
Although the divine palace of the Lingxiao Palace is no longer in existence, it can still be coercive. If it was replaced by a general saint, it would have been crushed into fly ash. And the spirit flew away.
This point, the Emperor sees the most thorough.
It ’s not blowing. If Lingxiao Baodian is still Lingxiao Baodian that year, with Ye Chen ’s cultivation at this moment, even the door ca n’t get in, but still thinking of climbing the ninety-nine-story stone ladder? Still thinking of sitting on that white jade dragon chair? For yours, 10,000 lives are not enough for you to die.
In the palace of Ling Xiaobao, under the chair of Bai Yulong.
Ye Chen, who had become a stack, reshaped the sacred body, protected it with the broken emperor soldiers, and went to the dragon's chair again.
This time, he didn't sit up again, but he didn't want to be shocked by the fly anymore. He just touched his chin and circled around the dragon chair. For the first time ... study the dragon chair.
It's not exactly a dragon chair. It's more like a couch, and you can lie down and sleep when you are tired. On it, there are strange patterns carved, like a fairy pattern, carrying a mysterious charm. , Qi Yun is natural.
And the most impenetrable to Ye Chen, is the material of the dragon chair, which is a type of jade, but I can't see what kind of jade. I only know that the body is smooth, warm and cool, and occasionally flashes one or two points of fairy light. With dreamy colors, Ye Chen dazzled.
Could not help but Ye Chenzhang towards Chao Ding.
Its natal device is more honest than expected, it is just above his head, and it is hung in peace. This is not its style. If it is weekdays, it has long been unable to bear the urge to eat. The Lord who wants to swallow is really anomalous today.
As for the eyes of the owner, Chao Ding was unmoved, as if to say: Lao Tzu is full and not hungry.
In this regard, Ye Chen returned a look: Are you afraid?
I dare not, the chaos tripod does not dare to look at it, it shows that this dragon chair is extraordinary.
And what he was really afraid of was not the dragon chair, but the person who used to sit on it.
In its view, the faint scent of women's incense was more scary than the extremely Taoist Emperor.
He didn't even dare to make an idea, which made Ye Dasha more interested in this dragon chair.
Suddenly, he opened his reincarnation and peered at the dragon chair.
After three or five breaths, I saw him lowering his head, covering his eyes with both hands, and seeing that there was blood flowing between his palms and fingers, without any attention, and a big backlash, both eyes were blackened.
With a tendon, he decided to make another wave, and applied Zhoutian evolution to the dragon chair in order to deduct its master.
After three or five breaths, he became unstable.
This time, it ’s not just the eyes that bleed. The whole Qiqiao bleeds. The meridians are broken, the bones are broken. Force, almost swallowed it.
At this moment, the tenth emperor of Chu, who was restless, finally rested, holding the dragon chair in one hand, coughing and spitting blood, not joking, confused, he could not tell the truth from the illusory, always felt Floating in mid-air, one can't make it, and can float to hell.
Two back and forth, Ye Chen finally passed out.
In the middle of the blur, he seemed to see a beautiful shadow, such as Chang'e on the moon, holy and immaculate, not eating the fireworks on earth, not messing with the dust of the world, farther than dreams, and beyond sight.
Ye Chen was asleep, but Chao Ding was a little restless, humming, circling around the dragon chair, and the broken emperor soldiers, also came up.
One sword and one sword, quite interesting, rounded around the dragon chair.
The purpose of the two is different. Chaos Ding is thinking about whether to discuss with this dragon chair to see if it can be merged, and the broken Emperor Sword is more diffuse. Without the memory of Ling Xiao Bao Dian, I do n’t know the origin of the dragon chair. , I want to remember, but more confused.
Finally, the flickering chaos tripod was taken away by Zhen Fei.
The broken Emperor Sword slipped into Ye Chen's body, and then Chao Ding flew back and hid in Ye Chen's Shenhai. It seemed that he did not plan to come out in a short time.
The gloomy Lingxiao Baodian fell into silence, majestic and solemn.
"It's a miracle that he can live." Looking at the scene in the temple, the Emperor made a deep sound.
Look at the Emperor Wild again, stand quietly, ignore the words of the Emperor, ask nothing, and entertain yourself!