"The Heavenly Court of Great Chu." This sound caused Xuanhuang to sensation, and anyone who listened to it would be trembling.

At the bottom of the Wufing Mountain, Ye Chen, who was buried in his head, subconsciously raised his head, and his dim eyes flashed.

He stared blankly outside the mountain, and the four words "The Great Chu Heavenly Court" echoed infinitely, which was a roar from the soul.

After more than three hundred years, he heard this name in a foreign land again, which made him cry so excited that his blood that had been silent for a hundred years boiled.

"It's them, it's them." His eyes were filled with tears, as if he could see the relatives of Da Chu from thousands of miles away. They were here.

"Where did this sound come from?" Fengxian stood up on the throne of Xutian outside the mountain and frowned and looked around.

"A huge army of monks landed in Xuanhuang from Xinghai." The second prince of Jinwu came from afar, and seemed to have heard the news and came to report the news.

"Large, how big is it." Fengxian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"More than five thousand." The second prince of Jinwu said immediately.

"More than five thousand, how dare you call the cultivator army?" The third prince Kunpeng on one side laughed in amazement.

"It's more than 50 million, this amount is enough." The second prince of Jinwu glanced at the third prince Kunpeng.

As soon as these words were spoken, Kunpeng was so shocked that he almost fell into Xutian.

Not only was he shocked, but Fengxian was also shocked. What a number of more than 50 million monks were, they were spread in the void of the earth, and they could not see the end at all.

"How could there be such a huge army of monks?" Prince Yaqi and others looked at Prince Jinwu, "Can they tell which force it is."

"I can't listen? I'm shouting "The Heavenly Court of the Great Chu."

"Da Chu Heavenly Court?" Everyone frowned and looked at each other. They had never heard of this force in their memory.

"Here you come, 50 million people are coming to Zhongzhou." As everyone frowned, the son of Cangling came over and crawled over, and his face was pale when he was shocked.

"Come to Zhongzhou." The son of Tianfa narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously glanced at Wuzhishan, "Can they be Ye Chen's people? Come and save him?"

"He? Will he be so generous? 50 million monks, you are too arrogant to him." Jinwu sneered.

"But what if it is true? The situation now cannot rule out this possibility." The words of the Son of Piaomiao made the hearts of those present tremble violently.

If this is true, Ye Chen's identity would be so scary that he actually attracted more than 50 million monks to rescue him.

"You will know whether it is true or not." Fengxian snorted coldly, stepped down and hid into the misty nothingness.

Although her cheeks were covered with frost, they could not hide their paleness. A very bad premonition arose, and the unknown premonition made her feel tremble.

Jinwu Kunpeng and the others also fled one after another, trying to find a place to stare at Wuzhishan, and want to see if the 50 million monks came to Zhongzhou to save Ye Chen.

"The Great Chu Heavenly Court." The army of heaven was roaring all the way, and with thunder, the mountains and rivers were shattered.

The formation was so big that all the monks who were walking outside hid in the ancient city, for fear that they would be swallowed up inadvertently, and even the Great Sage would not dare to come forward.

That is four dark oceans, covering the sky with darkness, and the land has lost its supposed light.

"This...what is this from which force is this?" The walls of ancient cities were all covered with people. Looking out from a distance, even the tone of speaking trembled.

"God knows that more than 50 million monks have their own teleportation domain gates and teleportation arrays."

"There are all the northern mountains in the eastern desert, west, Mo and southern regions, and they all go to Zhongzhou. Could it be to save Ye Chen?"

"Not sure, but we'll see you soon."

"Look at the back and follow, you have to go and take a look." Many brave monks have left the ancient city one after another and followed them from afar, not daring to follow them too close.

Under the gaze of all directions, the army of heaven, which came from the northern mountains of the western and southern regions of the eastern desert, entered Zhongzhou in no particular order.

They did not stop and went straight to Wuzhishan in the center. The cold murderous aura made the heaven and earth turn into ice inch by inch, and the air also stopped.

After the army of Heaven, there were also many figures following. Although 80% of them were sure that these 50 million people came for Ye Chen, they still wanted to go and have a look.

"It's really Ye Chen's incident." On the top of a mountain, Chi Yangzi and the white-haired Wujizi stood, as if they could see Wuzhishan across the misty place.

"A bloody storm is inevitable." Wujizi sighed, "If the people of Da Chu go crazy, the entire heavens and ten thousand realms will be covered with corpses."

"Go to Phoenix Valley first." Chiyangzi turned around immediately, "It's really nonsense. Phoenix has been praised for more than a hundred years in Xuanhuang, and does not know anything about external affairs?"

"In her eyes, there was always only Taixuzi." Wujizi shook his head helplessly, "Even if she comes out of seclusion, she can't stop the upcoming catastrophe of the heavens."

"The Great Chu Heavenly Court." The roar from Zhongzhou was full of infinite magic power and explored in all directions.

I don't know when the roar and roar disappeared.

The army of heaven has arrived at Wuzhishan, with Wuzhishan as the center, standing one person per meter, and a neat team of monks has covered the world with 100,000 miles of heaven and earth.

Looking down at the sky, it is a black cloud curtain that covers the sky and the land.

They were all carrying swords of killing, holding war spears in their hands, men wearing armor, women wearing war clothes, and their cloaks were rushing with the Great Chu battle flag, shaking the sky and the earth.

Wuzhi Mountain is covered with weeds, full of blood and bones. Ye Chen is under the mountain and has been crushed for a hundred years.

"We're late." Xie Yun, Situ Nan, Xiong Er, Shangguan Hanyue, Shangguan Yuer and others rushed forward, each of whom burst into tears and cried in tears.

Through the mountain, they could still see the old body, with iron chains locked with hands, feet and neck.

He is Ye Chen! The sage lord of the Heavenly Court, who was so powerful that the commander of the Great Chu who was overwhelmed by the eight wildernesses, is now so humble and has been worn out by the years.

Looking at him, everyone's eyes were filled with tears, blurring their vision and mind.

It was him who led the entire army of the Great Chu monks to charge.

It was him who paid back the blood debt for the heroic soul of the Great Chu.

It was him who came from the distant Great Chu to the heavens and the ten thousand realms, carrying his hometown hope, just to take them home.

A space black hole for a hundred years, a hundred years of hard search, a hundred years of dark suppression, the best three hundred years of his life, all in the loneliness of the journey, dedicated to the sad years and becoming old.

"I've seen the Holy Lord." More than 50 million cultivators of the Great Chu choked in unison. Countless ancestors and countless juniors shook off Lielie's cloak at the same time, and with a bang, he kowtowed to Ye Chen on one knee.

This sound was like thunder in the sky, surging the sky.

This kneeling, the earth was swaying for it.

This should be a shocking picture.

More than 50 million monks have such a huge formation. What kind of glory is it to be kowtow together?

"Ye... Ye Chen is... who is the sacred place!" Looking at the more than 50 million monks kneeling on the ground, everyone was shocked, and their hearts were trembling with their words.

"More than 50 million monks kneel together. Only the emperor can bear such a supreme glory!"

"This scene should be a legend, but it will surely become a myth, and will be praised by future generations."

"I said, what is that kid's origin?" On a mountaintop in the distance, the guy Long Jie scratched his head fiercely and looked at Kui Niu and Xiao Yuanhuang, "Fifty million people kowtow, I'll be scared to death."

Not only him are watching, but also the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saints.

"The Holy Lord of Heaven, the Great Emperor of Chu." Kui Niu's lips were a little dry, "That's what Lao Ba said."

"The Holy Lord of Heaven, the Great Chu Emperor?" Everyone frowned. Even the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor, who had experienced a lot, looked at each other and shook their heads.

"This is impossible." On a mountain top further away, many enemies of Fengxian, Jinwu Kunpeng and Ye Chen were all pale and could not accept this fact.

They didn't know who Ye Chen was, and they might have let 50 million monks kowtow together. They could also use their butts to know how terrible Ye Chen's identity and origin were.

They were afraid, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

It was not until this moment that they truly understood what kind of existence they had provoked. His command was enough to make the blood flowing into a river of all the heavens and the ten thousand realms.

At the bottom of the Wufing Mountain, Ye Chen's old body was trembling, and his tears were everywhere, wetting his face and beard.

For more than three hundred years, he didn't expect that the Heavenly Court still remembered him, so he did not hesitate to cross the star field to Xuanhuang.

At this moment, although he was surrounded by a strong dead aura, his spirit seemed to be a little younger.

He finally survived until this moment, not being swallowed up by the years, and until the day when the heavens gathered again.

"This shouldn't be your tomb." Situ Nan shouted and slashed the tombstone of Ye Chen standing at the foot of the mountain with a palm.

"Boom, blow away this damn Five Finger Mountain." Xie Yun had wiped away his tears and roared wildly.

After saying that, he held his hands in full swing and mobilized the origin.

Like him, all the 50 million monks in the Heavenly Court suddenly stood up, raised their hands, and pointed their five fingers towards the sky.

But I saw that the palms of each of them were surrounded by divine light, which was the power of the origin and the foundation of cultivation.

Under the gaze of all directions, divine lights soared into the sky, gathered in the sky, and gathered into a sun.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed, the sky exploded, and became pitch black, leaving only the bright sun.

It is like the scorching sun of the end of the world. Any light in the world is so dark that it has no color in front of it.

It is too big, like an eight thousand feet tall mountain, which suppresses the world and shocks the world.

The monks from all directions had their legs bent and couldn't help but kneel down. The pressure of the sun made the heaven and earth tremble.

The hidden quasi-emperor was also very stressed and looked fearful. Even if they were to be able to take over the sun.

It is too domineering, and it is a blow gathered by 50 million monks with their original origin, which can instantly destroy a quasi-emperor.

"Fight." As the 50 million monks of the Heavenly Court shouted in unison, the sun fell into the sky.

It can be seen that wherever it passes, the sky is collapsing inch by inch, and many strange phenomena of nirvana intertwined and danced together.

It seems that under its power of destruction, everything in the world will be destroyed into ashes and turned into nothingness.

Everyone looked up and their eyes were still unblinking. The sun was magnified unlimitedly in their eyes.
Chapter completed!