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"I am very happy to be like this in my younger generation."

The phantom of Emperor Xuan wiped his face, and he was so fucked. He was so confused by this throat. His eyes looked at Ye Chen, and his eyes were also slanted a lot.

You guys, you know a lot

It was taught well by his predecessors.

Mr. Ye’s eyes were also slanted.

Look at you, you are so terrifying. Don’t talk about a phantom. Even if the real emperor comes, I will still be able to argue.

As the saying goes, "Don't know each other without howling, Ye Chenbe became energetic, took one step forward and got back together.

Before the shadow of Emperor Xuan was driven away, he sat there steadily, quite romantic, holding a fishing rod, calm and calm, and the fish hook was already in the book.

Maybe it can really catch fish.

When I read the wordless heavenly book, the flipped pages all carry the supreme Taoist connotation.

"There is no word in the book, but there are words in the heart. Books are heaven and earth, and words are all things. When there is no word in the book, the Tao transcends heaven and earth."

Yao Chi's words are still echoing in her ears. It is her understanding of the wordless heavenly book.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and glanced at the phantom of Emperor Xuan.

Perhaps he was too curious, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, pick up the fishing line, and gently pulled it out. Then he saw that the hook was empty. There was no bait for fishing. Even if there was a fish, would it take the hook?

However, given the shadow of Xuandi's urine, he was no longer surprised. He saw him in the book for the first time.

"Young man, too impatient."

The phantom of Emperor Xuan said slowly, stroking his beard, and the divine se was meaningful.

Ye Chen said nothing, his eyes slanted again.

Don’t look at this old guy, as calm as water, but when the wolf howls, the gods are frightened. The main reason is that the wolf howl without warning will always make people shudder.

"Old man, I have a book here, let's change it."

Ye Chen said, touching a collector's version in his arms, and he wanted to take away the wordless heavenly book. After that, he put the collector's version on it.

Which one is not fishing?

However, what surprised him was that the wordless book that seemed to be real was actually illusory. He grabbed it with one hand and didn't catch anything.

"Young man, too impatient."

Emperor Xuan spoke again, took Ye Chen's collector's version, opened it and stuffed it into his arms again.

The whole set of actions is without any sense of incongruity.

Ye Chen touched his chin, circled around the phantom of Emperor Xuan, and turned around. He saw the feet from the beginning and the head from the feet.

It is estimated that this guy is also a kind of funny guy, like the Emperor of the Underworld.

What he was curious about was where the old man had put his collector's version.

It was clearly a phantom, and the whole body was illusory, but there was a trace of sanity, a collector's version, and it disappeared in his arms.

"Is there any?"

The phantom of Emperor Xuan suddenly said, Tai'an was calm and pretended to be serious, but as soon as he said this, the sect was broken.

"Exchange the wordless heavenly book."

Ye Chen replied, still looking at the phantom of Emperor Xuan.

This guy's body, which appears from time to time, looks strange, looks like a soul, but is not a soul; he is said to be a soul, but he has no power of the soul, and it is all that little bit of wisdom that is supported.

I don’t know if it will be very sour if you hit it with one stick.

Ye Chen muttered in his heart, he really had this plan.

After looking around, I didn’t see the phantom of Emperor Xuan replying. Most of the time I was thinking, should I change it?

"Do you know, the ancient times."

Ye Chen found a stone and sat there with his legs hanging down.

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nbsp;"I don't know who is the emperor."

"Let's chat"

“Not kidding.”

"Don't be so rigid, reveal some."

“Not kidding.”

"I'll give you a collector's version."

"ah......"

It was a very good atmosphere, but as I talked, I hurt my feelings. The phantom of Emperor Xuan wailed, louder than the pig slaughtering, which made someone's ear buzz.

If you don’t talk, you’re not talking. What’s the point of being so good?

Ye Chen shook his head, and in that moment, he had the urge to carry the guy.

I was quite curious. It was a miracle that people like Xuandi Phantom, who were so stubborn, could survive until they became emperor.

If this is put on Da Gu, it would be a pity that it would be a pity to kill eight hundred times.

"You know the ancestor."

Ye Chen suppressed his impulse to get angry and asked again.

"He doesn't like me."

"To be honest, why don't I like you?" Ye Chen put his hands in his arms and said slowly, "The battle in Buzhou Mountain in the past was very tragic."

These words made Emperor Xuan's phantom's old body tremble, and there was a hint of hatred and vicissitudes in his turbid old eyes. Although it was a phantom, there were still ancient memories.

That shocking melee was more than just a tragic battle, and it could be called destruction of the world.

His subtle change in expression did not escape Ye Chen's eyes. He was truly sure that Emperor Xuan had really participated in that war back then.

This phantom was mostly left by the war in the past. The endless years and countless changes of the world have spawned a touch of wisdom.

"Who is the other party? The first kind of holy t?" Ye Chen asked tentatively.

This was quite surprised to hear the phantom of Emperor Xuan.

I secretly said that this little quasi-emperor knew more than he had imagined. Not only did he know Hongjun, but also the first kind of holy t and the evil spirit of the emperor in his t. In his opinion, it was not one.

Obviously, he has slaughtered more than one emperor, and he is all emperors in the Demon Realm.

However, he was just a phantom, only a trace of sanity, and only saw so many.

As for the mysterious veil on Ye Chen's body, he was unable to uncover it. He only knew that Ye Chen was very extraordinary, and his predecessor was probably a giant harem.

Once again, the two fell into tranquility.

The Phantom of Emperor Xuan did not answer Ye Chen’s question, but Ye Chen knew it in his heart, judging from his expression.

This so-called Buzhou Mountain is really a battlefield. Before ancient times, the ancient heavenly court had fought with the first kind of holy t, and most of them had emperors died in battle.

And Emperor Xuan may be one of them.

"How many of the first kind of holy t are as powerful as the ancient heavenly court. With emperors in charge, and more than one person is even crippled."

Ye Chen touched his chin and sank y.

In the ancient heavenly court era, all emperors could coexist, but later generations had suppressed the Emperor's Way, which was mostly related to that shocking melee. The war must be too fluctuating, disturbing the universe of the heavens, causing people to become emperors, and they will be subject to the shackles of the Emperor's Way, and each generation is more difficult than the other.

At this moment, what Ye Chen was thinking about was not the Imperial Dao brand, but the first kind of holy t.

The ancient heavenly court still has its inheritance, and the first type of saint t cannot be missing. How the second type of saint t was derived is still a mystery.

What is certain is that the first and second types of holy t seem to be innate oppositions.

If it weren't for this, the first saint of the past would not have killed him.

"Are you a good fight?"

I don’t know when I heard the phantom of Emperor Xuan speak.

"It's okay." Ye Chen said casually.

"Get in, destroy him, or draw him out."

"he?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at the wordsless

The Book of Heaven, looked at the phantom of Emperor Xuan again, "Is there anyone in the Book of Heaven without Words?"

The phantom of Emperor Xuan took a deep breath.

At the same time, Ye Chen's hand also consciously reached into the storage bag.
To be continued...