"City of Tears?" Hearing these four words, Ye Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at Mo Yuan excitedly, with dazzling divine light flashing in his eyes, "Have you seen City of Tears?"

"About decades ago, I accidentally bumped into it." Mo Yuan said slowly, telling the ancient past. "At first, I didn't know that it was a city without tears. A fairy descended from the mist. She seemed to be looking for something. I just took a look and suffered a disaster."

"Decades ago." Ye Chen frowned slightly. The ancestor of the Ji family had also seen the City of Tears. Calculated the time, it should be more than a hundred years ago, a hundred years apart from what Mo Yuan saw.

"When talking about that fairy, when I recall it, I always feel familiar." Mo Yuan continued.

"I'm sorry to see the senior, but I'm the person in the portrait." Ye Chen hurriedly took out a scroll and hung it upright in front of Mo Yuan. As for the person in the scroll, it's no need to mention Chu Xuan (Chu Ling).

"It's her, no doubt." Mo Yuan recognized it with a glance at the scroll, and his tone was extremely certain. "The divine patterns on her eyebrows were very special, like a tear, which I still remember freshly."

"Senior, can you tell what she is looking for?"

"I don't know."

"Why aren't you meeting me?" Ye Chen's eyes dimmed a little, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"If I expected it was not bad, the woman on the scroll should be the master of the Jade Girl Peak of Hengyue Sect." Mo Yuan stroked his beard and looked up and down at the scroll, as if he had remembered something.

"I'm so surprised. Both are members of the Great Chu Expeditionary Army. Have you never seen Chu Ling'er?" Xiao Lingwa glanced at Mo Yuan, "The gods in the temple have a little bad memory!"

"The years are too long." Mo Yuan shook his head and smiled, "Maybe I am really confused."

"If you don't talk about the city without tears, you will heal your wounds first." Ye Chen smiled far-fetchedly, slowly closed the scroll, and then closed his thoughts, and sacrificed the immortal fire, heavenly thunder, and the origin of the holy body.

Mo Yuan cooperated, clasped his head cross-legged on the clouds, gently closed his old eyes, and kept his soul and heart platform quietly.

Ye Chen took action, wrapped Mo Yuan's divine sea with fairy fire, covered his soul with heavenly thunder, and cast spells to temper the soul with fairy fire and heavenly thunder at the same time, and used the holy body's origin to resolve the scars of the soul.

Soon, a muffled groan sounded, Mo Yuan's expression became painful, the sea of ​​gods buzzed, and his head was about to explode.

For some reason, Ye Chen is not in a state today. Although he is healing the general of Mo Yuan, his mind is in a trance and thinking of Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, so he loses his standard. He makes Mo Yuan miserable. What's funny is that he is indulging in his thoughts but he doesn't know it.

If Mo Yuan is really good, he knows what Ye Chen is thinking, and he also knows the relationship between Ye Chen and Chu Ling and Chu Xuan. He can't bear to disturb him. He is secretly carrying the pain and is confused by the tempering.

Haotian Xuanzhen on one side couldn't bear to see it anymore, and couldn't help but cough, but did not wake Ye Chen up.

It was Xiao Lingwa who came forward and was violent, "You are so kind of carefree, and you're still a cannon god?"

Ye Chen was finally awakened. Seeing Mo Yuan's expression twisted in pain, he couldn't help but laugh dryly, forcibly suppressing his thoughts, and his heart was full of nothing, and he focused on healing Mo Yuan's secret wounds.

Because of his concentration, Mo Yuan's painful expression was also destroyed a lot, and he slowly closed his old eyes.

The small garden was in tranquility, and only the sound of the little spirit widow chewing the source stone was very rhythmic.

As for Haotian Xuanzhen, he was idle and took out his wine pot and found a comfortable place. While filling the turbid and strong wine, he looked up at the starry sky of Haoyu, as if he missed his hometown.

Eh?

After a long time, the tranquility of this small garden was broken by Ye Chen's slight ejaculation.

Hearing the sound, whether it was the little Lingwa chewing the source stone or the Haotian Xuanzhen who was drinking, they all cast a surprise light. Even the Mo Yuan divine general sitting cross-legged could not help but open his eyes.

But seeing Ye Chen, he had already opened the Six Paths of Immortal Eyes and stared at one side. His eyes were like a torch, as if he could see a figure who had just walked into the Dongtian Ancient City.

He was a strong man, more than three feet tall, naked, with his arms naked, his muscles were like dragons, full of explosive power. Perhaps because his body was too strong, so that there was lightning and lightning torn apart throughout his body. His qi and blood were very domineering, like a barbarian dragon in the prehistoric world.

Ye Chen smiled and didn't need to make a deliberate calculation to know that the sturdy product was the reincarnation of Da Chu, and he was more familiar with: the big man from Bashu, Xiling.

When Ye Chen looked at it, Manshan happened to twist his head and looked at it, as if he noticed someone was peeping at him, and as if he could see Ye Chen here through the palace and tower, "What are you looking at?"

One sentence made Ye Chen very embarrassed, but he underestimated Manshan's perception and could even notice it.

The next moment, the surface of Manshan's body was shrouded by a layer of divine light, which was an extremely mysterious magical power that instantly covered his entire body and also cut off Ye Chen's fairy eyes to peek at him.

Ye Chen rubbed his eyes and was shook by the dazzling divine light on Manshan's body, and his eyes were full of Venus.

Like him, Haotian Xuanzhen, Mo Yuan and Xiao Lingwa were also rubbing their eyes, and they all used secret techniques to peek at Manshan. They were shook their eyes by the divine lights of Manshan. "It's really embarrassing."

As the four of them rubbed their eyes, a domineering curse echoed throughout the quiet night, "What are you looking at?"

Then, a rumbling sound rang out, and the entire Dongtian Ancient City trembled, and the pavilions collapsed in groups, rubble and dust flew all over the sky, including many monks in a mess.

It was the guy from Manshan who was swinging a large mace to show his power, and was fighting with the powerful men of Taiqing Palace in the city. At the quasi-saint level, he actually beat the nine saints of Taiqing Palace and couldn't raise his head. The monks from all directions grinned.

Ye Chen and the others had already flew out of the small garden and headed straight to that place, not knowing why Manshan fought with Taiqing Palace.

During this period, Xiao Lingwa sacrificed a divine talisman, which included Mo Yuan and Haotian Xuanzhen. There was no guarantee that there would be a big battle next, and their combat power was too weak to be affected.

When the two of them arrived, the world was already in a mess, and they looked down at the world and were full of devastation.

The powerful Taiqing Palace hiding in the ancient city of Dongtian all appeared, with a large formation, nine saints, eighteen quasi-saints, and hundreds of primordial realms, surrounded Manshan and murderous auras of the sky.

Looking at Manshan again, carrying a mace, the divine lights burst out all over his body, the thunder torn apart, the blood of energy rises, and the majesty with a mountain-like pressure. A pair of big eyes gathered, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Lei Dong, I'm going to be afraid of death if I messed with my Taiqing Palace." A saint in Taiqing Palace shouted angrily, his face as fierce as a demon, and he looked at Manshan with gritted teeth. The same was true for other powerful people in Taiqing Palace.

"Go to your grandma's Taiqing Palace." Manshan cursed, his voice as thunderous. "A bunch of bear cubs, first plotted and then chased. I'm very angry. I'll settle the score with you this time."

"Okay, very good." The saint of Taiqing Palace laughed furiously and suddenly waved his sword, "Kill me."

"You dare to scare me." Manshan moved. Although he was big, his body was mysterious. He disappeared in an instant and appeared again. He was already in front of the saint of Taiqing Palace. He said nothing more, and swung him out with a stick. There was no secret technique, and the attack was straightforward.

Seeing this, the remaining eight saints, eighteen quasi-saints, and hundreds of imperial realms rushed up in a swarm, either with sword lights, palm prints, or magic weapons, pressing towards Manshan without a cap. The Xutian immediately collapsed and turned into a chaotic place, and the space cracks raged.

If you want to say that Manshan is also a fierce master. He swung the mace and was invincible with one blow. The powerful Taiqing Palace who rushed up was swung one after another and died directly in the imperial realm.

The monks from all directions were shocked and sighed, "Where is this big guy who came out of the ruthless man?"

"Nine saints, eighteen quasi-saints, and hundreds of quasi-saints at the peak of the imperial realm were beaten by his quasi-saint level and flew all over the sky." Someone pondered, "This combat power alone is comparable to the holy body."

"What happened to Taiqing Palace these days? There was the holy body in front and the bastard donkey behind. Now it's this big guy again." Someone stroked his beard, "There are many enemies in Taiqing Palace!"

"How can you blame anyone?" Too many people sneered, "It's just that Taiqing Palace is too arrogant and domineering."

"You can see what kind of bloodline Manshan is." As he was talking, Ye Chen glanced at the little spiritual widow beside him.

"It's undoubtedly the blood of the barbarians." Xiao Lingwa touched his chin, "but there was another overbearing force hidden in his body. I guess it should be the blood of the Tyrannosaurus."

"Tyrannosaurus?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.

"It is also a kind of dragon clan." Xiao Lingwa said leisurely, "Its status in the dragon clan is second only to Taixu Ancient Dragon and Tyrannosaurus Rex. Although he has never had a great emperor, he is one of the best princes. The Tyrannosaurus is extremely strong in body, and he is able to pick up a sacred cherry blossom head. He can pick up any one of them, which is all hanged."

"No wonder." Ye Chen sighed and looked at Manshan again. The guy was indeed powerful in his body. With his body, he was a shield that could not be destroyed.

"I said, do you want to help?" Xiao Lingwa said, not forgetting to stuff a source stone into her mouth.

"Slowly, there will be changes." Ye Chen stepped out and joined the battle circle. He slashed a quasi-saint level with one sword. His qi and blood were surging, and his momentum was even better than that of Manshan. The Xutian in all directions roared.

"Ancient Holy Body?" The viewers from all directions were shocked, and the guy from Manshan also raised his eyebrows.

"He is actually in the ancient city of Dongtian." The powerful man from Taiqing Palace was shocked and felt his heart trembling. Manshan alone was difficult enough, let alone the holy body, which could not be beaten at all.

"Retreat." The saint of Taiqing Palace immediately ordered that they knew the ferocity of the holy body very clearly.

"Where to go?" The powerful man from Taiqing Palace was about to escape, but Xiao Lingwa rushed over and turned into a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Although he was only the size of a wine jar, he was the only one who could not help but be the only one who could not be the same as a wine jar. He came up and tear up a quasi-saint.

"Ba... Tyrannosaurus Rex?" The spectator was shocked again, looking at Xiao Lingwa with incredible expression, "I read that right! Is that the Tyrannosaurus Rex that is comparable to the Taixu Ancient Dragon in the legend?"

"I like this little dragon cub." Manshan glanced at Xiao Lingwa up and down, and looked very pleasant.
Chapter completed!