Chapter 2004: Death

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Huh! Click!哐 Dang!
The sound was uninterrupted. Although it was crisp, many instruments burst under Ye Chen's palm.
The oldest emperor's eyes were scarlet, and he moved the emperor's Taoxian method to prop up a portrait of heaven, which is his external Tao Golem. This is his bottom card and his last dependence.
boom!
Ye Chen fell with one palm, and the beaten out Golem buzzed, but he did not smash it.
He couldn't do it with one palm, and he made up another palm, and the standing golem was blasted on the spot.
puff!
The old emperor was completely defeated, and he couldn't stop Ye Chen's palm, the limbs, the five internal organs, the six internal organs, and the strange veins and eight veins, including the origin, Shenhai, and Yuanshen, all collapsed in one inch.
what……!
Before dying, he growled again, from his soul, carrying unwillingness, anger, and sadness.
How glorious a three emperor was, but in one day they were buried as many as they could. When he died, he had a face, and went to see the emperor, the prestige of the emperor, and they were humiliated and cleaned.
Ye Chen was happy and carefree, and walked slowly in the roar.
It's the killing road of blood again, paving deep into the starry sky.
The heavens were shaken, the flood was also shaken, and the same mood was touched, as were the two Supreme Masters of the Underworld.
They are still standing on Jiemingshan Mountain, looking at the heavens quietly, with supreme eyes, a little embarrassed, Ye Chen's killing road, they have all stepped on, can become supreme, which one is not on the dead bones, the sea of ​​blood Those who came here looked at Ye Chen as they looked at them.
The two Supreme Masters do not deny that they are no better than Ye Chen in terms of their record against the sky. No one has ever surpassed Ye Chen. His existence is incomparable to all ages.
I do not know when the starry sky fell into silence, Ye Chen's killing was over.
In the mist of blood, Ye Chen carried the sword, stepped on the starry sky, and walked, his back Xiao Xiao.
At this moment, he is no longer in the state of blood following the limit, the overbearing sacred body is printed with a line of blood puppets, multiple bones are exposed, loose long hair, dyed with blood, and flutters with the star wind.
He won, and Honghong, who killed again, returned.
But he also lost, and won the famine, but he lost his lover, and the love that passed away can no longer be found.
Looking at his figure, the monks in the heavens were silent and could not help but move. He was in the vicissitudes of life, like a doomed of war. He was bright and old, but old.
In the meantime, the world can still see a blood path behind him. That path is covered with blood bones, from the great emperor to the prince. The true corpse mountain becomes the mountain, and the blood flows into the river.
He is brilliant all the way, each one is played out, he is a living myth.
The breeze blew, Ye Chen crumbling, and finally fell in the starry sky.
Dong Huang came to the air with a heart, held him, and then disappeared into the starry sky.
Xiao Chen, Ming Jue, and Bai Yan who were taken away together were all sad.
After she left, the monks stood for a long time, with a hazy look, and they were not exhausted. They watched Ye Chen kill him all the way. He was a of war, a demon, and a of killing. He was an outrageous lunatic. This lunatic composes a legend.
It is really uncomfortable to go to see the Honghuang clans.
Since the return of Ye Chen's rebirth, the loss has been more severe than the previous one. The prince and princes were almost completely destroyed. In this battle, the princes were cut by more than 30 people. More than 80% of them were killed by Ye Chen. Those who die are countless, not least because of heavy losses.
"He must die." The Honghuang strong man gritted his teeth, like a ghost, and only waited for the Emperor Honghuang to reorganize his lineup. There was no blood following the boundaries to help the battle. Fighting with Ye Chen might not lose.
In the early morning, Heng Yuezong was peaceful.
On the Jade Peak, the children giggled and were innocent and tender, a group of little boys playing, chasing and playing on the grass, walking in small steps, such as elves, innocent and brilliant.
All the girls were there, watching silently, with a motherly tenderness.
This ordinary, commendable, moving.
Soon, the little ones stopped playing and raised their faces, looking at the void.
It was Donghuang's heart that no one landed.
The girls stood up and saluted.
Dong Huang didn't say a word, only flicked his sleeves gently, and released Ye Chen, Ming Jue, Bai Jue, and Xiao Chen. Ye Chen was in a fainting state, and their forms were extremely colorful. They were covered with blood before falling to the ground. Stable, almost fell to the ground, and then sprayed blood.
The girls hurried forward, looking pale, but only a little relieved when they saw Ye Chen was fine.
Hey!
Donghuang sighed, said nothing, and turned away.
Where is Ji Ningshuang?
The women took their eyes from Donghuang Taixin and looked at Ming Jue three.
Hey!
The three also sighed and did not speak, only handing a jade bamboo slip.
The girls frowned, and there was an ominous hunch.
Chu Xuan shook her hands and crushed the jade bamboo slips, and pictures were presented in their sea of ​​gods: assassination in the remains of Tianzun, world, Ji Ningshuang was cursed, Ji Ningshuang was buried in the sea of ​​chaos.
"This ..." The girls covered Yukou with their hands, Jiao's body could not help but tremble, her eyes filled with water mist.
The three men shook their heads helplessly and did not bother. They left each other. The four came out of Chu, but only three of them returned. In this battle, although they had a great victory, they lost Ji Ningshuang, and they lost extremely miserably.
Soon, a strong sadness shrouded the Yunv Peak.
The people of Heng Yuezong also noticed that something was wrong. Even Situ Nan and Xie Yun, who were weird on a weekday, were a lot more honest. Then they learned the truth and couldn't help yelling.
Ye Chen was moved into the room, like a stone carved statue, motionless, covered with vicissitudes of dust. Although all the wounds on his body had healed, his body was incompletely carved over time.
The distressed daughters looked so distressed and sorrowful, and accidents came too abruptly. It was never expected that Ji Ningshuang died. She was Ye Chen's wife. It is conceivable that her death would hit Ye Chen so hard.
Xiaoye Fan and Xiaoye Ling are also there. Although they are small, they are very intelligent and feel that the atmosphere is wrong.
Especially Xiao Yefan, always looking left and right, looking for his own mother.
Every time at this moment, the daughters couldn't help tearing away, so small, there is no mother, distressing.
Ye Chen fell asleep for three days, and woke up again on the fourth morning.
Dad!
Before he sat up, two tender calls came into his ear.
At the bedside, there were two little guys, one Xiaoye Ling and one Xiaofan, staring at him with big flashes. When they saw him waking up, they all climbed into the bed and threw them into his arms. Ah, Ye Chen's time is not short, the little guy misses it.
Ye Chen smiled, hugging the two children, full of the tenderness of his loving father.
But when he saw Xiao Yefan in his arms, he couldn't help screaming. He lost his mother.
The door opened, and all the girls came. Seeing Ye Chen's look so decadent, she said nothing, but wanted to comfort, but I didn't know how to speak. This kind of pain is even more cruel than Ling Chi.
"Daddy, mother? Fan Er misses mother." The tranquility in the room was finally broken by Xiao Ye Fan's words. The little boy looked at his head with clear eyes.
In a word, the girls' noses were sour, and their beautiful eyes were instantly wet.
Ye Chen also cried, bursting into tears and choking with a smile, "Your mother, you have gone far away."
"How far is it?" Xiaoye Ling blinked and asked curiously.
"Far is far." Chu Ling stepped forward and took Xiaoye Ling. "Take my brother to play."
Er, the little girl was very well-behaved and ran out with Xiaoye Fan.
puff!
After the child left, Ye Chen spit out blood and fell down again.
The girls stepped forward and cast a meditation spell.
Night fell, quietly.
Ye Chen awoke, went out of the door, and stood outside Xiao Yefan's door. The little boy slept peacefully, and sometimes dreamed of his mother-in-law, with a nightmare, like a steel knife holding his heart.
The women stood not far away, but they kept talking.
Ye Chen smiled forcefully, turned and left, and sat under the old tree, his hands were trembling, and he felt a piece of wood in his arms, holding the carving knife in one hand, and carving it gently with a knife.
Every time he slashed, his long hair became white, until his black hair became silver silk, and his straight back was also stunned for a moment.
The sawdust fell off piece by piece, only to see the woodcarving prototype, a woman, his wife.
He never felt that Ji Ningshuang's voice smiled so clearly at this moment, that the woman who had abandoned her had really entered his heart after a great reincarnation.
"Ye Chen, if there is a future life, you may wish me to love forever."
In the previous life, in front of the Danfu Hall, Ji Ningshuang murmured softly, and resounded in his ear again.
Their love relationship has traced to this life from the previous life, but finally it is fruitful, but at the end of Xinghe, the woman's sweetness is no longer seen, they are like the beautiful flower on the other shore, the flowers ca n’t see the leaves, the leaves ca n’t see the flowers Every life will be missed.
He carved a woodcarving, but read life, and met her for the first time and saw her last burial. During this period, it was red dust, cause and effect, which became memories in reincarnation.
"Fucking Xianxian Sword." In Tianxuan Gate, full of chirping sounds, seeing Ye Chen getting old, he became even more angry, hating Xianxian Sword and hating Cangtian, always trying to fool the world like this.
"I won the Honghuang, I lost my lover." Chen Huang sighed. This is like how he was. He won the world, but lost his concubine. Whatever he did as Emperor Chu, he still lost his sorrow, but he Fortunately than Ye Chen, a big reincarnation, and reunion with her concubine.
"The witty me always appears at a critical moment." When the quasi-perfect emperor mourned for Ye Chen, the long-talking words sounded.
Before the words fell, I saw a wretched person come in with his hands, and looked like a thief, and looked at him, and felt his hands feel itchy, and there was an urge to drag him out to death.
This article, needless to say, is the king of people. His temperament, ordinary people, can not imitate.
"Are you still alive?" Dong Huang glanced too deeply.
"Look at what you said." Ren Wang disapproved, then glanced at Ye Chen in the water curtain, "Relax, Ji Ningshuang can't die."
Hearing the words, all quasi-perfect emperors were all stunned.
"You have to make that kid sad for a few more days, and don't tell him." The king shook his head and was out of mind, very embarrassed.