The Kunlun Banquet is full of stars, as if it is calling the times. This is a golden era.

Ye Chen sat leisurely and drank quietly, and sometimes looked up and glanced around the banquet.

For some reason, looking at the many gods and goddesses, he felt an inexplicable sadness. They were all like dazzling stars, but as time went by, they were finally poor people on the road to the emperor.

The Immortal Martial Emperor has fallen for only nine thousand years. His imperial imprint still suppresses the heavens. The possibility of becoming an emperor under such constraints is almost zero. The so-called struggle for power on the road of the emperor is actually an ancient joke, it is just a strange thing... They were born in the wrong era.

Today, the ten thousand realms of the heavens are very similar to the Great Chu. Only one person in the Great Chu can achieve the highest level of cultivation, and the ten thousand realms of the heavens are the same. Only one person can attain enlightenment and become an emperor.

The years have changed, and so many heroes have lost their lives. They have not been able to cross the ethereal natural barrier, such as the magic weapon of the Chu Sea and the God of War Xing Tian, ​​who are only one step away, but they are unable to step out, leaving only the pain and sadness of the world.

Ye Chen smiled, and his sadness became even stronger. He was sad that many sons and goddesses were also sad. I wonder if they would still be chatting and laughing like this in the Kunlun Banquet thousands of years later. At that time, they might have been worn out by the years.

"Don't laugh and cry." Old Taoist Yan, who was still pouring wine into the gourd, said slowly, "The monk is walking on the road against the sky, so why bother to care about how far you can go."

"Your words are not bad." Ye Chen smiled and looked at the door, hoping that a reincarnated person would come in. Compared with the ancient ruins, he cared more about the hometown of Dachu.

He did not see the reincarnation, but saw that the girl Xiao Jiuxian was back. He was so angry that he probably didn't chase the Southern Emperor. Although his combat power was strong, his speed was even weaker than that of the Southern Emperor.

He closed his eyes and consciously sealed the origin of the holy body to avoid being recognized by Xiao Jiuxian.

Sure enough, Xiao Jiuxian did not realize that even if he advanced to a saint, it would be difficult to break the evolution of Zhoutian.

Someone came in outside the attic, not only the Son of Gods, but also some old guys came, but after staying for a while, they left again because they were extremely unsociable.

In the banquet center, there was a great goddess who performed a dance, and the dance posture was graceful, which made the whole hall applaud.

After the climax, the Kunlun banquet gradually became quiet. In the drums, zithers and flutes, people stood up one after another and left quietly. Everyone tacitly understood and went to the ancient ruins in advance.

Ye Chen and Old Taoist Yan also stood up, followed the crowd to the center of the city, and stepped into the teleportation array.

The teleportation array of Kunlun Ancient City is extremely large, and the teleportation distance is not that far.

It was not until three hours later that the two walked out, and there was still a magnificent sea in front of them, endless, vast and boundless, and misty clouds and mists lingering, like dreams and illusions.

Ye Chen opened his fairy eyes faintly and stared at this vast ocean. But what he saw was all the vagueness, and there were many strange phenomena that seemed to appear and appeared. Even his fairy eyes could not distinguish between reality and reality.

What surprised him the most was that the five small demon cauldrons in his storage bag were buzzing at this moment, with demonic lights emitting everywhere, and a stance that could not wait to rush out.

Ye Chen frowned, wondering why the five small demon cauldrons showed such an unusual appearance. This was something he had never seen before. Helplessly, he had to use the secret technique to seal the five small demon cauldrons each.

"Ancient ruins are in the depths of this vast sea." As he frowned, Old Dao Yan said slowly, and then took out the wine pot and drank leisurely, "It's not the opening time."

"What is the origin of this sea?" Ye Chen hid his fairy eyes and looked at Old Dao Yan curiously.

"This sea is called the Red Lotus Sea." Old Dao Yan said, "It is said that it was transformed by a drop of immortal tears from the Red Lotus Queen. The years it exists are so long that it is unimaginable."

"The Empress's Tears." Ye Chen frowned again, "No wonder even the fairy eyes cannot break the mystery."

"Ancient myth, the Red Lotus Queen sacrificed the karma fire and burned the gods of the Eight Desolates. The tears of immortals were repentance." Yan Laodao continued, "As an emperor, she has committed too many murders."

"If you can make a great emperor do such a ruthless move, the ancient things that have never been easier than ever before." Ye Chen said slowly, "That drop of fairy tears may not be repentance, but sadness."

"Don't say it, there are actually other unofficial histories." Old Dao Yan smiled and said, "It is rumored that the lover of the Red Lotus Queen died because of the gods of the Eight Destiny. She burned the gods of the Eight Destiny after she attained the truth. Her tears were also shed for her lover. Even if she became an emperor, it would be difficult to resurrect him."

"Compared with ancient myths, I prefer unofficial history." Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, "Just like the Queen of Donghua and the Emperor Huang of the Holy Lord, their legend is also melodious."

"Young man, what you can't finish talking about is always love and love." Old Dao Yan curled his lips.

"If you don't understand love, don't talk nonsense." Ye Chen replied casually, then raised his eyes and looked around.

Overseas of the Red Lotus Industry, there were shadows everywhere in the sky, and the Qing Yishui was covered in black robes. Many sons and goddesses at the Kunlun Banquet were present, but they all used secret techniques to cover up their true appearance.

He didn't see Ji Ningshuang, and she might really not like to join in the fun. The peak son and goddess of the young generation of Xuanhuang were all present, but she was missing, which was a little regretful.

In addition to the younger generation, there are many older monks, most of whom are saints, and there are also great saints. There are also one or two old quasi-emperors who conceal their cultivation level and act quite low-key.

They had to keep a low profile, and the ancient ruins unconditionally suppressed their cultivation. Even if the quasi-emperor enters, they will still be suppressed as quasi-saints. At the same level, they are in danger of being killed.

When he looked at it, another figure came from the sky, and his whole body was covered in black robe.

The man was very strange, his body was sometimes illusory and sometimes solid, and he could not see his true appearance. Although he was there, his breath was erratic, like a ghost, and his eyes were cold and silent.

"The Divine Body of Nirvana." Ye Chen murmured, his eyes almost narrowed into a line, as if he recognized the man's bloodline, which was the same bloodline as Shen Xuanfeng of the past.

It is a terrible inheritance, the most troublesome bloodline, elusive.

When it comes to the divine body, we have to mention the talented divine treasure of this lineage: the Flying Thunder God Art.

That kind of magical power has touched the realm of time and space. Once the target is locked, it can move in time and space and instantly cut off the enemy's head. This technique is not comparable to the Void Disillusionment, one space secret technique, and one time and space secret technique. These two are obviously not at the same level.

This is very similar to his Amaterasu, both involve time and space, and even the disadvantages are similar, that is, distance limitation, and the misalignment between time and space, which creates the domineering space-time magic.

Ye Chen was very surprised and afraid. He was also surprised in Xuanhuang, and he was afraid of the strangeness of the divine body of the divine body. He had fought with the divine body of the divine body and knew the terribleness of this lineage.

There is a precedent for the ancient holy body, the divine body of nirvana, the innate opposition, or the divine body of nirvana is the nemesis of the holy body. Taixu Ancient Dragon once said that the great holy body was killed.

He was not sure whether the divine body had a divine sacred body. If it was opened, there would definitely be a flying thunder magic technique, which would make people feel headache. If you were targeted, you would not be able to sleep well.

When he looked at the divine body, the divine body also looked sideways, and his cold and silent eyes were still shining with a faint light.

As the two looked at each other, more and more people came from afar and stopped overseas in Honglianye. "It's too early to come again, and I'm most annoying to wait, but there are indeed enough people coming this time."

"You can be more at ease when you enter the ruins. Everyone present is a tough guy." Someone whispered, "Baby coexist with the crisis, don't be too greedy, as your life is gone."

"I just came to open my eyes, but I didn't want to steal the baby." Many people were still very free and easy, but no one would believe this when they said it. They would not steal the baby when they went in, and they would lie with their eyes open.
Chapter completed!