Chapter 1583: Emperor Yijing

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In the mountains, Ye Chen looked for an empty space and sat cross-legged.
Looking inside Shenhai, the fused emperor's emperor suspended there, haunting the light of God, showing the ancient spirit.
With the emperor as the center, a ray of fairy light spread outwards, leaving him in the sea for a while, suddenly feeling empty.
In addition to these, there is a trace of imperial power, the emperor's emperor inlaid on the imperial soldiers, has also dyed the imperial power of the imperial soldiers, even though it is fragmented, it still exists.
Ye Chen's eyes looked inwardly, and the emperor was very extraordinary.
It still remembers the scene of the first emperor's concubine more than two hundred years ago, when Qi Yang was beaten to death.
Along the way, the fallen Emperor's Shard was found piece by piece, and until now, it is complete.
Looking at it, he felt a moment of faintness, and was dragged into a mood, which made him miss his hand.
The picture in front of him changed greatly, but it was a cloud of mist.
Clouds and mist drifted away slowly, showing a barren land, mountains and rivers, rivers flowing across the vast land, lush eyes.
He saw a woman standing in the sky of Xu Xun, unable to see his face, as distant as a dream.
She is peerless, she is really a fairy, fairy lingering, she is peerless, overlooking the world.
Her coercion was devastating, and the emperor's law flew, making the world tremble, so that the heavens were still.
Countless visions are intertwined, ancient and mysterious, surrounded by her, each of which is heavenly.
Great Emperor!
Ye Chen trembled with astonishment.
With such coercion, I do not know how many times better than the sword gods of the heavens, such existence must be an emperor.
Moreover, she is still an empress.
Forcing the shocked thoughts, he looked at the right hand of the empress.
The empress held a fairy sword in her right hand, engraved with ancient runes, fairy light lingered, and rules were flying.
The end of the sword is inlaid with a jade pendant, which is no different from that of the emperor, or that is the emperor.
"That sword is the emperor soldier that Fu Xianjian cut off?"
"Who is she and what is the great emperor?" Ye Chen looked at the female emperor and knew she was an emperor.
"Among the Empress of Honglian, the Empress of Yaochi, the Empress of Donghua, and the Emperor Xuanhuang 130, only these three emperors, their emperors are not swords, this empress came out.
"Zhu Tian still has the fourth female emperor?" Ye Chen scratched his head, feeling a little hesitant.
Somehow, he saw the emperor a little familiar.
This familiarity is not a face, but her divine posture, where I have seen it before, I feel very familiar.
"Where have you seen it?"
"Remembered, it's a restricted area."
"Yes, I've seen it in the restricted area." Thinking about it, he seemed to remember something, his eyes bloomed.
"East Wild Purgatory, Southern Territory's Underworld, West Desert Wangchuan, Beiyue Huangquan have all seen a woman dancing like a dream, very similar to her."
Ye Chen stared at the empress, the more she looked more and more, the more she looked like a person, and the more she looked more and more cool behind her.
"Emperor, where is your master sacred, a person from the forbidden zone? Which Emperor is she?"
Ye Chen couldn't figure out why the emperor went to the restricted area to dance, and every restricted area skipped.
For a moment, he suddenly felt the mood tremble.
Then, the world was eclipsed.
But above the emptiness, there were chaotic clouds, lightning and thunder, tearing Haoyu's sky.
The heavens and the earth were dim, and all the light was obscured by the chaotic clouds, just like the big Chu of previous years, and there was no darkness.
The emperor moved, a sword destroyed the sky and the sky, cut off the chaotic clouds covering the sky, and went straight to nothing.
She went up to the thunder and killed all the terrible existence all the way, as if to kill the end of the sky.
Ye Chen's eyes were blurred, and she could no longer see the emperor's figure. Rao had fairy eyes, and she did not want to wear falsehood.
Although it is artistic conception, there is a kind of coercion in the bottom, which makes him tremble and instantly destroy the world.
I do not know when I saw the emperor falling, covered with blood, the emperor's law broke down, the emperor's immortal was exhausted.
What fell with her was also her Emperor Sword, which was dim and immortal, and was stained with the blood of the Emperor. It was incomplete and was cut into two pieces.
Ye Chen's discoloration, how much existence the emperor encountered, it was such a terrible battle, and the emperor's blood splashed all over the world.
Chaos clouds raged, and a colorful fairy sword manifested, dazzling, and cut to the fallen emperor.
Ye Chen stared at it, recognizing the colorful fairy sword.
It was Wuxian Sword, and he would never forget it.
His eyes were bloodstained, and he watched Wu Xianjian cut to the empress, but it was helpless.
At this moment, the mood was turbulent and burst into pieces.
Ye Chen returned to his mind, his eyes opened, and without a word, he spurted blood and passed out on the spot.
Although he was fainted, the emperor flew from his eyebrow.
It seemed to be spirited, immortal, humming and trembling, as if wailing, wailing for its master.
It flew away, crossed the river, and passed over the mountains, like a ray of light, and entered the restricted area of ​​Huangquan.
Eh?
A flick sounded in Huang Quan's restricted area, and the whole restricted area shuddered.
In the mountains, Ye Chen was still fainted. He looked at what shouldn't be seen and was backswept.
Fortunately, the emperor's emperor carried most of his counterattacks, otherwise his deeds would have disappeared.
He slept long enough to sleep from early morning to night, but still didn't wake up.
Under the mountain, the old monk was still kneeling in front of the grave, looking lonely and sad, sometimes smirking.
Two hundred years later, he has returned, but he has no relatives. His father, mother and relatives have long been a dust of history.
Behind him, he sat there with Ye Chen, who was changing emperor's concubine, with two little hands resting on his chin. "Grandpa, I have a small house. Come with me!"
At night, the small village fell into silence, and sometimes there were children's dreams.
It's night, but I don't know how many miles away in Zhongzhou, but it's dawn.
"Ye Chen, to save your old friend, come to Zhutianshan."
As soon as it was bright, there was a laughter spreading all over the place.
This smirk, mixed with cultivation as a force, blends great magical powers, spreads indefinitely, and lasts forever.
Zhongzhou shook, and it was strange that there was no news of the Eucharist for a long time. It was a bit of a surprise to hear this.
The Quartet moves, all chasing after the sound source.
When I was under the mountains, I saw a scene.
But before seeing the Tiantian Mountains, there is a huge stone platform, with a vast square.
There are copper pillars standing on the stone platform, each of them is locked with one person, the hair is shed and the blood is dripping.
At the end of the stone platform, there is a row of ancient thrones. On each throne, there is one person, among them are the immortal sons, the impatiens and the sons.
Compared to those who were locked, they were all laid back, lying on the throne.
In the same way, the corners of their mouths are immersed in playful smiles, and the eyes are filled with gloomy light and violent bloodthirsty.
"Yes, it's all the enemies of the Eucharist." Those who arrived first glanced at the fairy goddess and couldn't help sighing.
"Who are those who are locked!"
"Obviously, they are all Ye Chen's old friends. The gods of the fairy family can't find the holy body, so they catch his old friends."
"It's the siege of the Eucharist again. I don't know if the Eucharist can break the situation, I'm looking forward to it."
"It goes without saying that it will definitely break the game."
"The Eucharist walks all the way, doing everything that is against the sky."
Many people are counting with their fingers: Xuanhuang Xinghai, Yaochi Festival, Donghuang Ancient City, Ancient Ruins, Wanted in the Southern Region, Western Desert Siege ....
Xuanhuang came from Ye Chen, and every place will be lively, every place will have robberies, once more.
Don't say that just picking one up is against the sky. Other than the Eucharist, no one can do it.
"Ye Chen, you can't come." On the copper pillar, the real people of Hengyue and Hengtian were struggling, and their voices were hoarse.
Their repairs have been abolished and their eyes are extremely dim.
The same is true of other reincarnated people.
If they can commit suicide, they will rush to Huangquan Road without hesitation.
Everyone in Dachu knows Ye Chen. If he knew, he would definitely come.
But they don't want Ye Chen to come. This is a dead end. Ye Chen has suffered too much and can no longer lose their lives for their waste.
"Are you sure he will come?" In the argument, the fairy godson glanced at the impatiens beside him.
"I know him very well, and I will come." Fengxian sneered, grinning his teeth, his face full of resentment.
"In this case, it will make him come back." Many gods smiled, their eyes bloomed with coldness.