Chapter 2458: 100,000 copies

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The black lotus demon was ravaged, and the smoke disappeared.
Ye Chen took the elixir and merged into the body. Although he cut the black lotus demon, he was also injured. The demon who can live under the emperor's calamity was suppressed by the heavens. It is also extremely horrible. Killing is difficult, defeat and kill belong to two concepts.
Those who bear Emperor Yun are especially terrible and can use the power of Emperor Tao.
In a certain sense, Emperor Yun is even more powerful.
Up to this moment, the murderous power of the emperor Tao still exists in the body.
To recover the scar, Ye Chen did not see the black hole, only stood quietly, looking deep into the black hole, that direction was the direction that the black lotus demon was going before, dull and gloomy.
Amusement returns to amusement, but some things are not as simple as imagined.
Just like the black lotus demon, at the critical moment of reshaping the human shape, the black hole is chasing around. There must be unknown secrets. Perhaps the black hole still has a greater secret.
Thinking of it this way, he lost a mere 100,000 copies with a single thought.
"Boss is domineering." The 100,000 avatars grinned, as if they had an autonomous consciousness, the avatars of the deity are exactly the same as the students of the deity, and they are also embarrassed.
"Separate separately and go deep into the black hole, the farther the better." Ye Chen indifferent.
"Succeed!" One hundred thousand copies moved together, centering on Ye Chen, spreading infinitely to the four sides, unconditionally executing the order of the deity, marching toward the boundless darkness, and the battle was huge.
Ye Chen, however, developed 100,000 consciousnesses and blessed them.
He did this, he was looking for something, what was he looking for? Self demon.
As the saying goes, people are powerful.
100,000 avatars are not small numbers, all have their own deities. Each avatar will spread the consciousness infinitely. In this way, it also expands the search scope to find the demon.
Although this method is clunky, it is also the most direct.
There is no way, the black hole is too large, the size of the universe, how big the black hole is, and the emperor will spend his entire life, and it will be difficult to travel to every corner to find people in the black hole, which is extremely time-consuming.
As the deity, he was not idle, stepping on nothingness, and went out into the depths of the black hole. He also opened up a sense of God, such as a layer of golden halo, how far he can expand, if he has a demon, or There is a breath related to the demon, and he cannot escape his peeping.
This walk is three days.
On the fourth day, he stopped silently, staring at the front, a place of chaos, without knowing what kind of power is intertwined, the fading immortal seems to be looming, just looking at all is dazzling, extremely terrible, Rao is a black hole in space. It's a terrible place to be crushed and twisted.
He didn't dare to get involved and detoured.
There are too many terrible places and many unsolved mysteries in the black hole. There are too many unsolved mysteries. It is as strong as the sacred body of the emperor. It is also difficult to explain. The world is too big and there are many mysteries.
Bypassing the chaotic land, Ye Chen continued to move forward, spreading his consciousness all the way.
His 100,000 avatars, too, are really a carpet-like search.
On the fifth day, he passed by a ruin. More accurately, it is an ancient battlefield. He can see the broken flag. I do n’t know which side it belongs to, and why he ran a black hole. The broken weapon, the cracked chariot, Weathered bones can be found everywhere, but there are only shapes left. They are broken and strange. The years are too long.
He glanced at the end before closing his eyes and leaving in silence.
The black hole is cold and lonely, and the vastness is unlimited.
In it, he was as small as a grain of Taicang, as small as gravel, walking through the dark, searching for black holes, seeing more terrible places, and bypassing from afar.
Nine days passed quietly, and he had gone far enough.
For more than ten days, no news came from 100,000 avatars, and they continued to move forward.
On the tenth day, he settled again.
But not far from him, there was a sea of ​​clouds, chaotic.
Hum!
Chaos tripod buzzed, rushed out of the small world without calling, and plunged into the sea of ​​clouds, only a moment before and after, then came out again, tripod trembled, it seemed that the thief was happy.
Ye Chen glanced up and found out that in the chaos tripod, a silver copper stove was added.
That was a quasi-empire, it was broken, or that sentence, too old, the quasi-empire couldn't withstand years like a sword, let alone a broken instrument.
Click!
A crisp sound sounded, the broken copper furnace was crushed by the Chaos Ding, and then swallowed.
Hum!
Dading was a humming sound, which was even more heavy and simple, interweaving the sounds of the road.
Ye Chen can't help sighing, some distressed, broken Jundi soldiers, that is also Jundi soldiers, you swallow it if you swallow it, even his master had to slap his appetite.
Chaos Ding hasn't returned to the small world, nor has he planned to go back, waiting to eat?
Space black holes! There are misfortunes as well as fortunes, inconsistencies, and broken instruments. It has to be shot in the first place, and everyone who comes is eager to swallow it.
In view of his enthusiasm, Ye Chen was also quite conscious that he had moved all the instruments in the chaotic small realm. It was safer to stare at such a food.
After the episode, he raised his foot again.
The subsequent journey was quite long. No magic weapon was found, but many instruments were found. Although the levels were not low, they were all broken, and the remaining essence was extremely rare.
But Chao Ding is not picky, but anyone who can swallow it will never pull it down.
So much so, following the master Ye Chen, it was fighting the autumn wind all the time. Whenever there was a magic weapon, it ran faster than anyone else and consciously than anyone else.
In this regard, Ye Dasha has long been accustomed to, his tripod has his own urine.
However, the chaos tripod that swallowed a lot of implements is indeed transforming. Since it became a quasi-emperor weapon, this tripod changes every day, one by one, it gradually accumulates and gradually approaches nirvana.
I don't know which day, Chao Ding walked out and returned to the small world.
Then, I heard a clicking sound. The cricket was secretly swallowing the magic weapon. Ye Chen was helpless. He had to remove the high-end magic weapon, otherwise, he would be swallowed by the goods.
Don't the fat and the water flow to outsiders' fields?
Ye Dasha muttered, and found a good reason for the Chaos Ding swallowing device.
He stopped again, two days later.
In the distance, I was shocked to see a piece of land, full of spheres, hanging alone in the darkness, not seeing the grass, and lifeless, just a piece of scorched earth and stained with blood.
Ye Chen approached step by step, his eyes bright and bright.
Because there was a sarcophagus on the land, and it was locked with a cold iron chain. It was engraved with a pattern. According to his experience, the source of the pattern could not be seen.
The reason why his eyes are shiny is because one side of the sarcophagus has a red-colored fairy grass, which is more reddish than the other shore flower, flashes red-colored fairy light, and is red like blood.
It is Jiuyin Haotao, which is the material for refining Jiuzhuanhundan.
According to legend, this kind of fairy grass was only born in the extremely shaded land, although it is not extinct, but the thief is hard to find. Now it can be seen here that it has hit a great luck. The demon has not found this material so far.
While talking, he had stepped onto the land and headed for the sarcophagus.
Only when he walked in, he felt the cloudy wind. His face remained the same. He knew the cause of the cloudy wind. It must be the ancient sarcophagus. He had been buried for too long. Most of them had become a corpse. It is that kind of yin that nourishes the Jiuyin wicker grass.
The closer he got to the sarcophagus, the greater the pressure, and it is not difficult to guess that the person buried in the sarcophagus must have been extremely powerful before his death. Even if he died, ancient coercion still remained.
Until the sarcophagus, he opened his reincarnation to see the people buried in the coffin.
Within it lies a young man.
As he expected, the corpse in the coffin was not rotten, and the young man still maintained his stance before his death. He was dressed in ancient robes, covered with dust, and looked indifferent. What was hard to hide was the mune, which had a very thick atmosphere and the sarcophagus could not hide it. Invaded the human body, cold through the bones.
Ye Chen's thoughts moved the fairy fire and dissipated the yin in her body.
And the young man buried in the coffin, he was not underestimated, although he was born with an ordinary honor, but extremely powerful, and unsurprisingly, his life must have been a giant in the world.
But he wondered why such an ancient strongman was buried in a black hole.
"Seniors and juniors have no intention of disturbing them, so they need to use this fairy grass to save people." Ye Chen arched his hands, gave a gift to the sarcophagus, and collected Jiuyin's wicker grass by hand, sealed in a small world.
Later, he retired silently. Although he knew that this practice was not authentic, he had to take it. Without these nine Yinyin grasses, he would not be able to regenerate the soul, and he would not be able to resurrect Muliuqing.
Of course, before he came out of the land, the sarcophagus buzzed, and the coffin's lid trembled the most. There was a billowing yin, raging from the inside, and carrying a ghostly whine.
Ye Chen frowned, and was extremely reluctant to see it. After all, because of his harassment, he violated a certain taboo of the deceased, prompting the person in the coffin to completely transform into a corpse.
Hum!
The sarcophagus trembled, carrying the billowing yin and ancient coercion, and ran straight to him.
Ye Chen hurriedly raised her hand to block, but was knocked back and kicked.
In desperation, he had to apply immortal methods, the emperor Dao Fu Xi arrayed together, and trapped the sarcophagus.
The sarcophagus buzzed and crashed wildly.
Of course, before it rushed out, the Twelve Days Great Soul Formation arrived, and it perfectly matched with the Emperor Dao Fuxi Formation, and the blessing of the blood-stained Emperor Sword, completely suppressed the sarcophagus.
In addition, there are many seals, and there are thousands of them.
After doing this, Ye Chen put the sarcophagus into the chaotic small realm and turned into a corpse. It is better to bring it back to the heavens. Find his loved ones for him so that the fallen leaves return to the roots.
Jiuyin's wicker grass was plucked, the sarcophagus was sealed, and the land was destroyed.
Hey!
Ye Chen sighed, this cause and effect, even if it does n’t end, it caused a yin, which would be a karma, which cannot be seen or touched, but it is a monk's fear.
"Boss, the blood-stained Emperor Sword made me swallow it!"
When Ye Chen sighed, he suddenly heard the words, transmitted from Chaos Ding, had come out of the small world, hanging in front of him, buzzing and shaking, the posture was quite cheerful.
Ye Chen froze, his expression startled.
Chaos Ding started to speak, which really surprised him. This is super smart! It is so high that it can speak on its own. Such spiritual wisdom may not be available to the Emperor.
"Boss?" Seeing his master silent, Chao Ding called tentatively.
Ye Chen still didn't speak, just touching his chin, turning around the chaos tripod, and sometimes still stretched out his fingers, knocking on the chaos tripod, um ... the voice was still very crisp.
He turned a deaf ear to chaos.
The destiny of the destiny instrument has changed. As the master, he still has joy and excitement.
However, to swallow the Blood Emperor Sword, that would not work.
Thinking like this, he brushed with a slap, and sent Chao Chao Ding back to the small world. If he wanted to swallow the blood emperor sword, you had to discuss it with others. I couldn't be the master.
Don't say, the chaotic tripod that is stupid and pulls it together, it really makes a past, revolving around the blood-stained Emperor Sword, cheerfully, "Can you let the swallow up."
Then, the goods flew out, and they were cut off by the blood-stained Emperor Sword. Your sister, the broken Emperor Sword is also an emperor's weapon, and you want to swallow me, your face is so big!
At this moment, the chaos tripod is honest. Those who do not pull a few, the quasi-empire and the broken empire, and there is a gap, such as a quasi-empire and a semi-empire, incomparable.
"Interesting." Ye Chen smiled, watching Chao Ding be cleaned up, and her heart was refreshed.
"Boss, I'm your mortal device." Chao Ding replied, his body was black. If he could, it would break out of the chaotic small realm, and Yi Ding knocked over the goods.
"You swallowed a lot, I ..."
"Boss, there is a demon."
Before Ye Chen finished speaking, he was stunned by a voice and passed from his clone.
After that, the avatar disappeared.
He was not himself, but was struck down by a powerful force, belonging to the demon.
"well."
Ye Chen snorted and had a certain position for a long time ago. He went straight to the other side. The glittering gods in his eyes were extremely cold and infinitely murderous. Hearing the words of Tian Mo, he couldn't help going crazy. Do not forget the deep seas of blood.
Soon, he killed the black hole.
In the distance, he saw a huge bronze ancient temple suspended in the depths of the black hole, surrounded by the dark magic, showing the ancient and violent atmosphere. Although the figure is not small, if compared with the Ling Xiao Bao Temple, The little witch saw the big witch, it was too far away.
Moreover, this day the ancient bronze ancient temple is also broken, and many places have collapsed.
Ye Chen approached and glanced at the plaque in the ancient temple: the Temple of Heavenly Demon.
He waved and picked the plaque, crushed it with one foot, and then stepped into the hall.
In the temple, it was dark and cold, like the golden temple of the mortal dynasty.
Ye Chenli stood under the wall, watching the inscribed pattern quietly, I do n’t know what kind of meaning it stands for, and the copper pillar standing in the temple is engraved with many magic patterns and black lotus totems. It should be a race representing the demon. It was the black lotus demon he had previously cut.
Chaos Ding came out again, and wanted to find some baby to swallow.
However, the origin of the demon and the origin of the heavens are mutually exclusive, and swallowing can be swallowed, but it is okay to find excitement, and the hostile source cannot be blended.
"At the moment of reincarnation, you have nothing to hide."
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and smashed a copper pillar with a palm, which contained a demon, not a human figure, but also a black lotus, like a ray of light, flying out.
Like the previous three black lotuses, this black lotus is also full of magic, violent and bloodthirsty. Although in the state of the black lotus itself, it has a quasi-permanent breath, and it is a quasi-monstral demon.
"Ru, really it." There was a roar from Black Lotus, terrifying.
"You, even more damn." Ye Chen chirped aloud, and the blood-stained Emperor Sword had been transformed into his hand. Tianling covered a golden light soaring into the sky, but sealed the forbidden circle, and instantly sealed the hall to prevent this demon from escaping. One hundred thousand copies were found, how can I let him go.