Ji Ningshuang also tried, and a lotus platform flew out from her eyebrows, sweeping out the gorgeous fairy light.

What surprised Ye Chen was that the lotus platform easily broke a crack. Through the crack, you could clearly see the underground space realm, surrounded by clouds and mist, and mist.

Ji Ningshuang was also surprised. She had no hope to try, but she really broke it.

Without thinking too much, she stepped into the vast space world.

Ye Chen raised his foot and followed.

But what was embarrassing was that as soon as he passed, the crack healed.

Obviously, if you like Ji Ningshuang in the space world, you don’t like him, just don’t let you in.

Ye Chen began to understand that Ji Ningshuang's lotus platform must have a great origin. The space realm is to give the lotus platform a face, and correspondingly it also gives its owner face. Then Ji Ningshuang was let in.

"Since it is your luck, I can't force it." Ye Chen coughed dryly.

As he said that, he turned around and left the underground palace, leaving only a clone here, not because he was afraid that the Emperor's son of the Great Desert came to him, but because Ji Ningshuang was besieged by the Emperor's son of the Great Desert when he came out, just in case.

After leaving the underground palace, Ye Chen stepped onto a mountain top and looked up.

There was almost no rumbling sound, and there was no sound of the war.

This is all thanks to Ji Ningshuang's heavenly tribulation. The three million army of prehistoric times were killed by more than two million. Such a tragic loss could not be handled even in the prehistoric times, and he would be much more honest.

After this battle, the prehistoric tribe will learn to be smart, no longer come out blatantly, and act secretly. The prehistoric tribes are not ignorant of the truth that it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and they are difficult to prevent.

This is not good news for the emperor's sons of the heavens. You should be prepared for it openly. If you come to the dark side, you will be unable to defend yourself. If you can't protect yourself, you will be able to keep it. As you walk, the emperors of the prehistoric world will come out.

After taking a last look, Ye Chen went down the top of the mountain and went deeper.

It took him a long time to fall in a valley.

This valley is very dark, with no grass growing, covered by layers of fog, and is gloomy.

Ye Chen liked this gloomy place the most because along the way, most of the treasures were searched in gloomy places. On the surface, birds do not shit, but in fact they have treasures and opportunities. The so-called human beings should not behave like appearances, and it is also appropriate to use them in the ruins of the Heavenly Lord.

Sure enough, in the depths of the valley, he gained something, and it was a huge rock with half a rust iron inlaid in the huge rock. It seemed to be rust iron, but in fact it was meteorite, a good magic material for casting magic weapons.

"It's really good." Ye Chen slashed the huge rock with his palm and took away the meteorite. Although it was only as big as a fist, it was still more than enough to cast a small short knife for the children to play with.

Um?

As he was watching, he frowned, subconsciously turned his head, looking deeper, there was a fluctuation of life, and it was very weak, and the breath was very familiar, and it was difficult to detect it without feeling it carefully.

"The others are out, why are you going to waste this?" Ye Chen couldn't help but curse and headed straight to that place.

Soon, deep in the valley, he found a man, a young man, lying beneath the old stone, disheveled hair, covered in blood, pale face, dim eyes, and extremely hurt.

That young man, with big eyes, wasn’t he the son of the witch clan?

Ye Chen flashed and came to the side of the God of the Witch Clan, put his palm on his shoulder, and poured the essence of the holy body. Only then did he realize that the God of the Witch Clan's soul was severely damaged, the fire of the soul was completely destroyed, and the source of the Taoist root and bloodline were also devastating and were on the verge of death.

"Ye Chen." The witch god's son's voice was hoarse, and when he spoke, there were still wisps of blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chen did not respond, his bright golden eyes stared at the chest of the Witch Clan God. There was a sword mark that penetrated the front and backs of the chest. It was not difficult to imagine that the Witch Clan God was pierced by a sword.

Ye Chen was not surprised that there were sword marks. What surprised him was that there was a colorful fairy light on the sword mark, which wiped out the essence of the witch clan's god's son. It was the colorful fairy light that not only did not heal, but also expanded outward, destroying the origin and foundation of the witch clan's god's son.

"Zhuxian Sword." Ye Chen murmured, his eyes very cold. He would not admit his mistake. The sword marks on the chest of the witch god were stabbed by the Zhuxian Sword, and they were pierced by the Zhuxian Sword with one sword.

For a moment, his face was extremely difficult to see. Unexpectedly, the Zhuxian Sword that had disappeared for a long time also came to the ruins of the Heavenly Lord. The existence who claimed to be the sword of the God was committing murder again.

"Feng." With a light shout, he used his great power to seal the Son of the Witch Clan. There was no way to not seal it. The Son of the Witch Clan was injured by the Zhuxian Sword and only breathed a sigh of relief. He was powerless and wanted to save his life. If the Human King took action, it would probably be necessary for someone to trade his life for his life.

Only after he was granted the Son of the Witch Clan, he made a decision, closed his eyes slightly, and used Zhou Tian's evolution to trace the origin and deduce what happened in this valley before, but he could not deduce anything.

He was also mentally prepared for this. Few people could calculate anything that Zhu Xian Jian did.

"If you don't have the strength, don't run in!" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, sealed the son of the witch clan into a copper furnace, and just waited to go out to find the King of Humans. Whether he could save it depends on his luck.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone entering the valley, covered in a black robe, looking around, as if he was looking for something.

Ye Chen looked at it and could break his true appearance at a glance. He was the Emperor's Son of Xuemang. Well, to be more precise, he was a clone of Emperor's Son of Xuemang. He was not looking for treasures, but looking for the Emperor's Son of the Heavens. Once he found the traces, he would contact the deity immediately. There is no doubt about this.

Ye Chen hid in the void space, but did not attack the Emperor Xuemang, but did not want to attract the Emperor Xuanhuang. He was sure that after killing this clone, it was not only the Emperor Xuanhuang, but also other Emperor Xuanhuang. That would be another siege and killing, and he could not withstand it.

After avoiding the clone of the Emperor Xuemang, he escaped from the valley and ran into Ming Jue's clone.

"Don't go in." Ye Chen waved his hand and pulled Ming Jue's clone into the space. If he entered the valley and met the clone of the Emperor Xuemang, the two clones had a disagreement, and they would start fighting.

"I have been looking for you for a long time." Ming Jue's clone said.

"Don't talk nonsense, contact you." Ye Chen said.

Ming Jue's clone was obedient, closed his eyes and opened and closed them again, and had already connected Ming Jue's original deity.

"You bitch, where did you go?" Ming Jue spoke and cursed.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you." Ye Chen said immediately, "You should take it easy, the Zhuxian Sword is also in the ruins of the Heavenly Lord. It is much scarier than the Emperor's Son of the Prehistoric Emperor. If you encounter it, please notify me."

"The Zhuxian Sword has come too, it's really lively." Ming Jue sighed.

"If possible, tell other emperors and be careful of the Sword of Zhuxian." Ye Chen's words were not a joke.

"clear."

"Keep in touch at all times." Ye Chen also stuffed Ming Jue's clone into the copper furnace to facilitate contact with Ming Jue. The Zhu Xian Sword was also in the remains, forcing him to be cautious and not make any mistakes.

On this side, Ming Jue said very professionally that he spread the news of the Zhuxian Sword to the emperor's sons of the heavens, which caused surprise. It seemed that everyone knew the Zhuxian Sword and the reputation of the Zhuxian Sword. He had done many evil things in the Great Chu. Ye Chen died at the hands of the Zhuxian Sword in his previous life.

Time flies, and the sun and moon are reincarnated in the blink of an eye.

Ye Chen has been deep enough in these three days, but the ruins of the Heavenly Lord are boundless and seem to have no end.

In the past three days, he has also gained a lot. He has obtained a divine grass, found half a divine bead, found a lot of fragments of magic weapons, and imprinted an artistic conception in a dilapidated cave.

During this period, he also had an encounter with the Emperor of the Prehistoric tribe. He did not see the Emperor of the Prehistoric Emperor, but instead destroyed hundreds of powerful people in the Prehistoric world and snatched a lot of treasures. His shriveled storage bag bulged again.

On the night of the fourth day, he saw an ancient city standing in the mountains. There were traces of swords, guns, swords and halberds on the city walls, exuding the ancient vicissitudes of life, and even mysterious phenomena seemed to appear and appear.

"How come there is everything in this ruins of the Heavenly Lord." Ye Chen looked at the ancient city in surprise.

"The boss said that if you reach the level of the quasi-emperor, you can internalize the world in your body. The legendary Heavenly Venerable is obviously higher than the quasi-emperor. After his death, his body will turn into a ruin. The world that he evolved in his body during his lifetime will also be presented in the ruins accordingly." Ming Jue's clone explained.

"This explanation is easy to understand." Ye Chen said, stepping into the ancient city.

The ancient city is not too big, it is really an ancient city, which evolves very realistically. The world transformed from the body is the same as the real one, but what is missing is people, and the whole thing seems deserted.

Walking on the great boundary in the city, Ye Chen looked around curiously.

Although the city is real, it is messy, with houses collapsed and many bones. He is not the first person to come here. Perhaps more people have visited this city before, and they fought because of treasures and opportunities. A good ancient city turned into a ruined city because of the war.

He stopped in front of a cracked wall, staring at it with a slight slight artistic conception on the wall. Because the wall was broken and the years were too long, the artistic conception was no longer complete.

Immediately, he sat cross-legged, sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron and hung beside him, and focused on capturing the artistic conception.

Although the artistic conception is broken, it is extremely mysterious. The explanation is the way of self-cultivation. In the dark, he can see a purple-clothed back standing on the top of the mountain, and it remains unmoved without the wind and rain.

Ye Chen's mind was free and he understood it calmly. The way to cultivate oneself was ordinary, or to return to the essence. It was obviously nothing strange, but the Tao was frequently revealed. Those who retained this artistic conception must be a person with great powers.

Night fell again, and he was still comprehensive about the artistic conception, and suddenly heard the Chaos Cauldron buzzing.

Without thinking too much, he immediately escaped from the artistic conception. The Chaos Cauldron was a signal: someone entered the city.

Afterwards, a rumbling sound was heard, and a beautiful figure fell from the sky, smashing a house to collapse.

Ye Chen could see clearly that it was the ancient goddess, and there was no ruin, and it came deeper.

As for the pursuit of the goddess of the ancient clan, it was an old man with a blood-haired hair, covered in a black robe, not a prehistoric clan. He had a cold breath and a dry eyes. He was a quasi-emperor, whose cultivation was suppressed to the holy king.

When Ye Chen saw that in the collapsed house, the ancient goddess stood up, staggered, vomiting blood. She had good combat power, but the opponent's strength was stronger and exceeded the range of confrontation.
Chapter completed!