On the city wall, because the nine Dao Bodies followed, Ye Chen's figure was not so lonely. He knew that it was the Tao body, but he didn't know that it was the guard.

Reflecting the dim starlight, their ten figures have become a beautiful scenery.

Looking away, there were exactly the same face. Ye Chen walked in front, nine bodies followed behind, one was like a walking corpse, nine were so weak that it was fresh.

Not to mention, no one will come to beat them after Ye Chen. Even if you have the intention, you will not dare to be too rash. It doesn’t matter if you beat Ye Chen to enlighten the truth. If you disturb Ye Chen, you will be a serious crime. The most taboo thing to disturb them is to enlighten the truth, and all the heavens know it.

Now, Jiudao's waist and back were so straight that it was so straight that their faces were good. They also benefited from it. The movement of shook their hair was domineering.

"I heard that the Holy Body killed nine swords for him in the past."

"To be more precise, it is Ten Swords, and there is also a star clone, famous Ye Xingchen."

"If I were to be a man, I wouldn't have such great courage."

After walking along the way, these words were endless. Most of them were filled with emotion, and they could not hide their shock. They shocked Ye Chen's courage back then. Who could do it?

Ye Chen could not hear these words.

Although he could not hear it, the Nine Lords' Taoist body was really heard, and his mind was inevitably dazed. In a certain year and month, a man named Ye Chen gave them life and gave them freedom. Without Ye Chen, there would be no more than their descendants.

Suddenly, Ye Chen in front of him stopped.

The nine Taoist bodies that followed also stopped and were mostly coughing. The Taoist bodies of the holy body Ye Chen really embarrassed the deity, and I don’t know how many beats I got.

"Sorry, if there is really one day, I need you to help the battle." Ye Chen spoke, turned his back to the nine people, and said something like this, his voice dry and hoarse.

Outsiders may not understand this, but the Nine Lords clones know it in their hearts.

The so-called assisted war is death, just because they Ye Chen's Taoist body, just because they have a wisp of the holy body of the deity in their bodies. The deity can give them free life and can also regain their foundation to bless the deity's combat power.

"Awaiting at all times." Jiuzun said with a loud voice and knelt on one knee.

Ye Chen trembled and had not turned around. He went away step by step. The soft power was transmitted back. He slowly lifted the nine people. His failure to turn around did not mean that he was majestic, but he did not dare to face the nine people. It was he who gave them life. Seeing that they had a lot of descendants, he really couldn't bear to take it back, but if that day came, he would still have to make a cruel decision.

The deity is gradually moving away, and the nine masters' Taoist bodies have not moved for a long time.

With a breeze blowing, the nine people turned around one after another, each down the city wall, and rushed towards their own family. In the near future, they might dissipate and they had to say goodbye to their families, because this journey would be an eternity without end.

Ye Chen's back gradually blurred on the city wall.

At some point, he got off the city wall, still closed his eyes, walked through the mountains and forests, not hearing about external things, and only realized his own way. Whenever there were people, he would give in tacitly and dare not disturb him, and Ye Chen did not know that the world gave in.

He appeared again and was already Hengyue Sect.

On Jade Girl Peak, he stopped silently. The girls were all on the city wall. The beautiful peak was slightly empty, with only Ye Ling, a clone, sitting under the old tree in a daze.

Apart from her, she is the female saint body. The little girl is very romantic and looks at the wood carving quietly, saying that her carving has made great progress.

"Oh, are you still alive?" The female holy body glanced at it.

"But there is a way to advance to the quasi-emperor in the shortest time." Ye Chen picked a spiritual fruit, ate it, and looked at the female holy body with hope.

"What are you a quasi-emperor? If you want to enter?"

"You can't escape death even if you attack the prehistoric world." Ye Chen said leisurely.

"It will save me, don't worry." The female holy body shrugged.

After hearing this, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, glanced at the female holy body up and down, and then narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew who it was in her mouth, and it must be the Zhuxian Sword.

"You seem to be familiar with the Zhuxian Sword." After closing your eyes, Ye Chen seemed to be indifferent.

"It's very mature." Ye Chen asked casually, and the female holy body returned even more casually.

"Who is its owner?" Ye Chen smiled and looked at the female holy body.

"It's an existence you can't imagine and can't afford to offend." The female holy body raised her eyes and gave Ye Chen a smile, "You are still satisfied with this answer."

"Satisfied, I am satisfied." Ye Chen said, then stood up and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Before leaving, this guy didn't forget to hang the female holy body on the branch. If you answer questions in an irregular manner, you have to hang them for you and let you reflect.

The female saint body was very calm. Even if she was hung on a tree, she did not forget to carve wood carvings. She had long been used to the shameless thing that could not do anything.

When Ye Chen disappeared, Ye Ling's clone suddenly stood up and put down the female holy body. Before leaving, I could explain that I had to treat her mother well.

On the top of the mountain, Ye Chen stood quietly, overlooking the entire Hengyue.

Today, Hengyue is like Jade Girl Peak, extremely empty. Those who can fight are all on the city walls, and the rest are children, and clones who take care of children.

Such a picture is so similar to the invasion of the demons in the past life. The real people are soldiers. What’s ridiculous is that this is an internal struggle and a war that will never end.

He slowly closed his eyes and left Hengyue Sect again.

Looking at his departure back, the female holy body was a little angry, and she strongly suspected that Ye Chen came from afar, just to amuse her, so she hung her on a tree, turned her head and left.

"Mom, are you hungry?" Ye Ling's clone chuckled and blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Not hungry." The female holy body replied immediately, but her belly was quite unsatisfied. As soon as she finished speaking, she rumbling and screamed, as if it was true and the situation was right.

Ye Ling's clone consciously moved a basket of spiritual fruits.

That's right, it's just a basket. Don't look at the female saint's body being not tall, but it can be eaten by thieves. This basket is not enough. If she eats it seriously, she can have more than ten baskets per person.

After talking, Ye Chen had already reached the vastness and walked endlessly.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The prehistoric army that besieged Da Chu was still so dedicated. They all were crazy, smiling gloomy, and had a ferocious face. They stared at Da Chu, just like a wolves staring at their own food. It was not their duty to defend Da Chu, but it was a matter of time before they could blow it away.

"Ant, a humble ant."

"Don't fight fearlessly, let's wait for the way to live and die."

"When the barrier is broken, life is worse than death."

Such sounds were like ancient thunder, resounding infinitely throughout the Great Chu, never stopping from beginning to end. Every word carries the supreme curse, disturbing the minds of the heavens and the people.

Accompanied by the dark laughter, the bombardment of the prehistoric world became more and more fierce.

The Great Chu barrier was buzzing, with signs of collapse. Every time the Great Chu mountains and rivers shaking, the weak cultivation level could not even stand firmly.

boom!

This roar was louder than any bombardment, and a trembling sound of the eternal fairy dome.

Then, a crack was cracked and came from Southern Chu and Western Shu. The next day, looking away, through the big crack, the power of the Emperor of the Great Dao rushed in, turning into thunder and lightning, pouring out in the sky, and the Little Dragon Mountain of the Situ family was bombed and destroyed. The palaces and pavilions, the flying blue bricks and the flying tiles were all falling and shook into ashes.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The monks of the heavenly beings guarding Xiaolong Mountain suffered great disasters. They were close to each other and turned into blood mist. Those with weak background also lost their souls during that shock.

"Fix it quickly." A shout of hissing sounded all over the world, and the old man Tian and the old man Di dared to go to that place. There were even monks from the heavens gathering, either secret techniques or magic circles, trying their best to repair them, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Since the first crack, it seems to have become a chain reaction. Dongyue, Beichuan, and southern Xinjiang have been bombarded out of cracks one after another, and many of the stances have been affected and are extremely difficult to maintain.

The same is true for Northern Chu. The cracks were blasted from the North Zhencangyuan, the valley of Xiling, the ancient abyss of Dongling, and the large lake of Nanyan, were also unable to escape the disaster. The thunder and lightning pouring from the sky covered the sky.

As cracks appeared one by one, the dark sky of Da Chu became a sky of lightning and thunder, as if someone had passed through a tribulation, and the earth was broken, and the magma was crisscrossed, and many rivers and rivers were also instantly dry and silent.

"Sustain." The quasi-emperors of the heavens shouted loudly, and they had been divided into two groups, one ran towards each mountain peak, guarded the magic circle, and the other ran towards each crack, repairing it as much as possible.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The weapons of the Great Dao Emperors in the heavens were trembling and trembling. They were barriers and under destructive pressure. The Great Dao Emperors who should have been brilliant were extremely dim. If it were not for the people who instilled with majestic divine power, they would have probably fallen. It is only strange that there are too many imperial weapons in the prehistoric world, and there are too many powerful people in the prehistoric world. The endless bombardment is difficult to support.

"Boom, bang for me!"

Seeing that the barrier of Da Chu was unstable, the emperors of all tribes of the prehistoric world came to their spirits, stood on the huge jade chariot, holding the killing sword in his hand, and pointed at Da Chu wildly, striving to break open the barrier of Da Chu in one go.

"Boom, bang for me!"

The quasi-emperors outside also screamed, urging the imperial weapons, moving the magic arrays and magic weapons, and also had overwhelming magical powers and secret techniques that hit the Great Chu barrier without any cap.

However, Gonghuang still underestimated Da Chu and failed to break through the barrier after a night of bombardment.

For this reason, the monks of the heavens also paid a heavy price. Due to the many cracks, more than many people were buried, their bodies and spirits were destroyed, and even their bodies and bones were not left behind. Before the prehistoric world could attack, they saw blood staining the mountains and rivers, and the smoke of gunpowder covered the eyes of the world.

Fortunately, Zhu Tian finally resisted the bombardment and repaired the damaged barrier under great pressure.

However, everyone knows that from today on, the Great Chu's sky protection barrier will become weaker day by day. Because of the cracks, many of the formations have been destroyed. The barrier is incomplete and it is difficult to show the peak defense. The vast prehistoric momentum will be crushed bit by bit.

It was already dawn when Ye Chen returned to the Nanchu wall.

It is said that it is dawn, but there is no light. The day and night are dim, like a layer of darkness, covering up the sunshine that should be there.

So dim, it looks like the underworld. When you are in it, your mind and soul are depressed, and you always want to reach out and make a bright world.

Ye Chen's face was engraved with a pale touch, and blood was sometimes oozing over the corners of his mouth. He was just experiencing the truth before, but he was struck by lightning in confusion. He was awakened when he realized the truth.

When the barrier was broken, he also made efforts, so the flesh and blood body was blocked and almost cut into ashes. With the Emperor's Fuxi Formation, he made up for the crack, and it was also a disadvantage that the ancient holy body was resilient. If it were an ordinary great saint, he would have been buried long ago.

The smoke of gunpowder spread everywhere on the Nanchu city wall and was also affected. Many city walls collapsed. The monks in the heavens repaired the deadly lines, and the damaged array patterns were also in a nervous portrayal.

"Under the prehistoric world." The god general stood on the border of north and south Chu, looking at the outside world with a ugly face. He could see the hideous faces of the prehistoric world through nothingness.

Ye Chen soared up, climbed into the sky, and stood with the gods.

"You don't need to participate in the war, just be able to realize the truth with peace of mind." The general turned his head and smiled.

"I think." Ye Chen laughed dryly. He realized the truth before, but was struck by lightning in a daze. He was still thinking about realizing the truth. It would be good if he was not struck to death. It would be impossible not to join the war.
To be continued...