Up to the fairy world, dominate the bedroom.

Yin Ming held the wine glass and looked at the side with interest.

There, there was a hazy fairy, and a graceful figure slowly transformed out, wearing a colorful dress, as ethereal as an immortal.

If you look closely, isn’t it Yuexin?

Yue Xin showed her true body, looked around and frowned, as if she knew where this was. She also had a pair of demonic eyes staring at him with a faint light, which was the master of the heavenly court.

But she was puzzled and was dancing on Chiyan Peak just now. In an instant, she arrived at the dominant bedroom. Do you want to summon it?

"What, it's very surprising." Yin Ming smiled with a smile, and had already stood up, still holding the wine glass, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the laughter was so funny.

"Fellow Taoist is such a good method." Yue Xin said calmly, the god se was as cold as ice, without any fear, and he didn't even look at Yin Ming.

"I went to the lower realm and you really have your wings. How dare you call me a fellow Taoist." Yin Ming smiled again, calmed down in front of Yu Yuexin, gently stretched out his fingers, held up Yuexin's chin, and looked at Yuexin's cheeks as if he was appreciating the artwork, "The disciple of the Third Emperor's Sister-in-law is born with beauty."

Yue Xin said nothing, raised her hand and pushed it away. In the coldness, there was another hint of disgust, but there was still no fear in her expression, just because she had experienced strong winds.

"You Lie x, I like it." Yin Ming smiled, sipped a sip of wine, and walked behind Yue Xin, lifted up a strand of Yue Xin's hair, and gently sniffed the fragrance of NV, which was quite comfortable.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword suddenly erupted, and Yue Xin had an extra dagger in her hand, shining with cold light, but it did not stab at the Lord of Heaven, but at her soul.

The moment she appeared, she had a certain enlightenment.

Yin Ming wanted to take her as a hostage! He wanted to take her to threaten the Emperor of Chu and the Shura Heavenly Lord. Since he knew this, he would never let Yin Ming succeed. He would be the right way to make a decision early. She was not afraid of death.

Unfortunately, she was not strong enough, otherwise the sword would have stabbed Yin Ming, who could not kill the Lord of Heaven, would have to kill herself.

"It's not stupid." Yin Ming smiled, raised his hand slightly, and stopped Yuexin, "If I don't let you die, you won't die. Without you, how can I catch that big fish?"

"The Lord of Heaven, are you afraid of laughing at future generations when you play tricks like this?" Yue Xin said coldly.

"When I destroy them and when I unify the heavens, all the world remembers is my great achievements."

"You are so pitiful."

"Enitic." Yin Ming was not angry at all, but finally turned around and tasted a glass of wine comfortably before waved his hand casually, "Take it down for me and take good care of it."

After ordering, two more immortal kings stepped in and took Yuexin away.

Yuexin is already like a puppet, and she has no power to tie her hands. She can't even commit suicide. She just glances slightly and looks at nothingness, as if she can see the peaks of Mount Hua, with worry in her eyes.

"Where did you go?" On Chiyan Peak, the two guys Taiyi and Taibai were still searching for a living person, and they said nothing.

Si Ming said nothing, his eyes were bright and dark, and he always had an ominous premonition.

Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly, and without saying a word, he turned around and headed straight to the bottom of Mount Hua. He wanted to find Ye Chen. He was proficient in deduction and would definitely find clues.

At the bottom of Huashan Mountain, he saw the sea of ​​clouds. He tried his best to see Ye Chen vaguely. He was no longer sitting cross-legged, but lying deep in the sea of ​​clouds.

It is like a fallen leaf, wandering with the sea of ​​clouds, and there is no sign of awakening.

"Ye Chen, wake up quickly." Shura Tianzun used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice, and his tone was slightly rapid.

After a long time, I didn't hear an echo.

Or, Ye Chen couldn't hear it.

At this moment, he was still in the artistic conception of Diyun. The ethereal world, with fairy aura, hazy rain and mist, mountains, water, trees and trees, all seem real and illusory. His mind fell into it. He could no longer tell the truth and illusion. However, he thought of it, but he could not find a way out. Since he was pulled in by Diyun that day, he had never gone out and didn't know how to go out.

"Stop making trouble, there's still war outside."

Ye Chen cursed, standing on the top of the mountain, looking out at the end, scanning the world and deducing it through Zhoutian, yu found the flaws in this artistic conception.

However, his vision is limited and he can't see through anything.

This state of mind is more mysterious than he imagined. The universe is changing all the time, even more evil than those in Buzhou Mountain. His evolution of Zhoutian needs to keep up with the changes in the universe before finding that way out.

"Hongjun, you know a lot!"

Ye Chen's face turned darker and scolded his ancestors again. He also greeted him one by one, integrated your imperial abbreviation and locked me up. He didn't even pick on the time. He was still fighting outside, so you were trapped here.

After cursing, he went down the top of the mountain, walked along the side, crossed the sea, crossed the Cangyuan, and watched the whole way.

The world of artistic conception of the Emperor's Continuity is more extraordinary than he imagined. The Daoyuan is natural and can see the chaotic Taoist principles, hang down from the sky, and wisps of them are like rain of light. Although they can see it, they cannot touch it.

Ye Chen stopped again, bathed in the Taoist principles, and listened quietly to the sound of the Taoist heaven.

The Taoist ancestor Hongjun is also a chaotic t, and the only one in history who became emperor with chaotic t. His understanding of the chaotic t has surpassed the great way. Only in terms of chaotic t, he is far superior to him.

The realm of the emperor's meaning is not day and night.

Ye Chen walked and stopped, and there was chaos everywhere he walked, and he could hear the sound of the great way, and he practiced the way of chaos, and the Taoist aggregates in him could resonate with it, woven with the supreme Taoist aggregates.

However, compared to Daoyun, Ye Chen is more concerned about the battle now, whether it is still fighting, whether it has ended, whether it is the Heavenly Court winning, or whether the lower realm winning, and whether the legendary Jiang Taigong awakens and comes out of seclusion.

For him, these are unknowns, trapped in the realm of the Emperor's Immortality, completely isolated from the outside world, and they cannot hear others' calls.

Another forest, he stopped slightly.

Looking at the sky, there was a figure standing on a steep mountain peak. It was not real, but illusory. The purple Taoist robe was swaying, like a banished immortal.

Ye Chen stepped forward and looked at it calmly.

The illusory man in purple robe only saw his human form, but did not see honor. He stood up like a graceful person, with his hands behind his back, looking at Cangmiao quietly. Although it was illusory, Ye Chen could feel the emperor's pressure from him, as well as the unconcealed vicissitudes and ancient times.

Ye Chen touched his chin and confirmed that this was the Taoist Ancestor. To be precise, it was a mark of the remaining Dao Ancestor's existence in the Emperor's Ancestor, and the Emperor's Ancestor was there.

As he looked at it, Ye Chen moved and kicked it from behind. He had long wanted to hammer this old Taoist, and he came to heaven and encountered walls everywhere. He was really angry and could not find the Taoist ancestor, so he could only use his mark to vent his anger, such as kicking it.

Then, there was a rumbling sound.

Maybe it was too hard, and the imprint of Taoist ancestor was illusory

, He kicked the ball empty, it doesn't matter if he kicked it empty, but he accidentally fell down to the top of the mountain. Although his body was illusory, he landed on the ground, and the rumbling sound was loud.

Ye Chen stood up, feeling very embarrassed. When he fell outside, he was completely tickling, but in this realm of Emperor Yunyi, his whole body hurt.

"You're." Ye Chen cursed inwardly, quite puzzled. His body was illusory. It was said that one kick should work, so why did he kick it empty? He couldn't get rid of the Daozu brand, but he fell half apart.

Zheng!

When he cursed his mother, he suddenly heard the sword ringing.

When looking at the top of the mountain, there was an illusory sword in the hand of the Taoist ancestor brand. If there was a chaotic Taoist, it would linger and move with a sing. It was the Taoist sword.

Under his gaze, the momentum of the Dao Ancestor's imprint rose instantly, full of the power of the Supreme Dao Emperor, which shocked the entire artistic realm and rumbling.

Ye Chen coughed, and suddenly felt a chill all over. He always felt that the Daozu brand was quite revenge. He wanted to make fun of him and let him remember it.

"I didn't kick it again." Ye Chen smiled.

In fact, he was thinking too much. In just a moment, the momentum of the Taoist Ancestor's imprint was trapped invisible. He still stood on the top of the mountain, quietly dancing the sword, and each move was slow, but that move was all integrated with the supreme Taoist aggregate and had endless changes.

Ye Chen was confused and in a daze.

Before he could think about it, he stepped onto the top of the mountain again, and had an additional Dao sword in his hand. He learned the sword moves of Daozu, danced gently, and imitated the Daozu's aura.

This dance took a long time.

When I went to the top of the mountain, the Dao Ancestor's mark had dissipated, and only Ye Chen was left on it, and he was still holding the Dao Sword and wielding it. From the Dao Ancestor's sword move, I got a trace of the true meaning of Tao and quietly comprehended it in the sword dance.

What's strange is that with him dancing the sword, the universe is changing in this realm of the emperor, the mountains and giants have moved, and the long rivers and rivers flow backwards. The flowers and buds have reincarnated more than once, and the cycle of reincarnation has been rejuvenated.

The biggest change is that this state of mind has more day and night, and then spring, summer, autumn and winter, showing up according to the times, following a certain trajectory, going back and forth, the universe still changes, and it seems that it has kept up with the rhythm.

As night fell, he finally withdrew his sword.

Although his eyes opened and closed, his deep eyes had a different aura, and it was still evolving in his eyes and becoming a vast starry sky.

"Interesting." Ye Chen murmured, stepping out of the mountain top, walking along the universe, reflecting the starry moonlight, and heading straight to the distance.

His back is quite small and thin in this state of mind, and he is walking endlessly step by step, not knowing where he is going.

He is in a state of mind, and he is a vast ocean.

Above the sea, the stars in the night sky are very bright. Ye Chen looked up quietly, and the more he looked, the deeper his eyes narrowed, the brighter his eyes became.

In the magnificence of stars, he seemed to have seen the Taoist ancestor.

In addition to the Taoist ancestor, there is also a beautiful figure, which is hazy and vague, like a dream, and is born exactly the same as Chu Xuan and Chu Ling. It is also Ruoxi who grew up, and it seems to be standing at the end of ancient times.

"Nv Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court?" Ye Chen murmured lightly, staring blankly. He had such a magical posture, but only the nv Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court was matched by Nv Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court, and there was no such thing in the ages.

Under his gaze, Taoist ancestor Hongjun and the ancient heavenly emperor seemed to be in a dispute.

It is not accurate to say that the competition is not accurate. To be precise, the Dao Ancestor was hit by a blow, but he didn't even hold on to a single move. He was swung out of the sky with a palm of the NV Emperor.
Chapter completed!