It is really embarrassing to live in this era.

Bang!

Ye Chen's last word fell, and the entire chessboard was destroyed. The chess game that lasted for a hundred years ended completely at this moment.

"But there is a little enlightenment."

Daozu smiled, put on a tea set and cooked tea himself.

"Occasionally gained something."

Ye Chen picked up the teapot and filled a cup for the Taoist ancestor.

"Prepare, install again."

Emperor Dao held his hands and could see the picture of the heavenly realm. He thought to himself that the Taoist ancestor was probably thinking about how to get the treasure back from Ye Chen.

Just like him, he always thinks about how to beat Ye Chen every day.

On that day, Ye Chen left and entered the underworld.

If you talk about the perception of time and space, you have to look for the Emperor of the Underworld. It is not that time and space are stronger than time. If you have a deeper understanding, no one will be weak.

The Emperor of the Underworld did not have the mood as the Taoist Ancestor. When he sat opposite Ye Chen, he saw Ye Chen's consciousness dragging into a time and space artistic conception.

In the artistic conception, it is mostly the Underworld's perception of time and space, and it is only his perception of time and space. As for how much Ye Chen can understand, which path to choose, everything depends on Ye Chen himself.

Ye Chen became a statue again, sitting cross-legged on the top of the Ming Mountain in Jieming.

This process is no shorter than playing with the Taoist ancestor.

He has entered the underworld for a hundred years and has not been out of it.

In the eyes of Taozu, this century was a century that he could not bear to look at.

Ye Chen's mind entered the state of mind, but Emperor Dark did not enter.

An emperor is lively and roaring, what should I do! I have to have some fun for myself, such as beating Ye Chen.

Over the past century, Ye Chen has been beaten for many times, and has been beaten every few days, and has been hit every few days, and has been hit every few days, and has not known how much holy blood has been released. Is there a lot of tricks for a certain emperor?

When Ye Chen woke up again, he stood up and couldn't stand firm.

It hurts, and the whole body is hurt, especially in a certain part, a piece of Emperor Dao Tianlei Curse was pasted, which can explode with a bang.

"How much did you realize."

Emperor Ming looked deep and said leisurely. He gently stroked his beard, just like a senior expert who spoke seriously.

“Not much.”

Ye Chen returned, sweeping his holy body up and down, all of which were covered in blood, a little anemia, his clothes were torn and his hair was messy. At first glance, he would think he had been bitten by a dog.

Looking at the Emperor of the Underworld, he was calm and composed, as if he was fine.

It’s not that he has been the most comfortable one hundred years he has ever lived. I’m tired of reading the collector’s version, but I will never be tired of beating Ye Chen. For another five hundred years, he can continue to beat him.

"Thank you for the gifts of me."

Ye Chen said, turning his head and leaving.

How to say it? I have already thought about how to reciprocate.

Half a month later, he came again.

The Empress of the East Wilderness came together.

That day, the underworld was full of chaos, the domineering ancient holy body, and the unparalleled empress of the East Wilderness really destroyed a certain emperor and found the most conspicuous tree in the underworld to hang it there.

Before leaving, Ye Chen even hung a sign for him. This is not the point. What is eye-catching is that the words on the sign are idiots.

People in the underworld have begun to doubt their lives since that day.

Since that day, Daozu has looked at the couple with admiration.

There are three months left, and the Emperor of the Underworld sways in the wind.

When I woke up again, I cursed at the heavens and human world for a long time.

On the top of Jade Girl, Ye Chen stood up like a little while.

There are hundreds of years in the heaven and the underworld, no matter time or time, there are occasional gains. The Tao is endless, and the taboos are the same.

After two hundred years, he raised his hand again, so that time can become a carving knife and time and space can become a painting.

The pen is carved with the holy Taoist patterns on the Emperor's Dojo, and also outlines the laws of taboos.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Emperor's Dojo is buzzing. Every time Ye Chen cuts his sword, he will have an extra trace of imperial power. Every time he draws a stroke, he will have an extra trace of imperial agglomeration.

Unfortunately, the Emperor Dao Sect is still illusory.

Ye Chen once meditated that besides taboos, there should be one thing missing, that would be the skeleton of the Emperor's Sect.

So far, he hasn't figured out what he is missing.

Years have passed, and then hundreds of years have passed.

After a hundred years, Ye Chen has not yet descended to the mountain peak. He has been formed from the illusory Emperor Taoist Sect and has been precipitated for four hundred years.

The holy path patterns on it are vivid.

The power of the Emperor's Way on it is destroyed.

"It's good to call me Chaos, but the name is cool."

Under the old tree, the Chaos Cauldron was buzzing and trembling. After hundreds of years, his mind had recovered, just like back then, he was still a chatterbox.

I don’t know it is there, and the Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder are there too.

The three brothers are really romantic and surrounded the sword of the Emperor of the East Wilderness.

This imperial weapon is very beautiful and dyed with gorgeous fairy clouds. It is the natal weapon of the Eastern Wilderness Empress. If it is also divided into genders, it is a woman. She is somewhat similar to the master and is not very lively.

"Don't be afraid of little sister, we are all good people."

"Your master and my master are a couple."

"Take the time, I'll take you to God!"

Chaos Cauldron, Chaos Fire, and Chaos Thunder are all chattering. They never stop when they speak. Sometimes they are fooling the Emperor's Sword, and sometimes they will come forward and rub it a few times. Typically.

The scene was like three gangsters blocking a female student with her schoolbag in the alley.

"interesting."

The Human King touched his chin and saw it meaningfully. He was here to find Ye Chen, but he didn't expect to see such a pleasing picture.

"What is he doing in the past few hundred years?"

The God of Creation held his hands and had no time to pay attention to the Chaos Cauldron. He only looked at the Jade Girl Peak, and only the Emperor could see that gate.

The two left late at night.

Then, Ye Chen went down the mountain top, with a stubble on his lips, a slightly pale complexion, and he was more old-fashioned. He did not have a deep understanding of time and space and time, so it was difficult to build the Emperor Taoist Sect.

He has exhausted all his energy after a hundred years.

The road to the Emperor's Road was longer and difficult than he thought. No one could guide him. He could only explore in the dark to continue the broken road.

In the early morning, the fragrance of the rice is everywhere.

The scene on Jade Girl Peak is quite warm.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

At the dining table, Ye Ling raised his little head more than once.

Not only her, but also Nan Ming Yushu and the others.

"hope."

Ye Chen's answer was exactly the same as Ji Ningshuang's.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When Ye Chen finished speaking, he heard Cangmiao suddenly rumbling.

Ye Chen and Yao Chi both turned their heads, took a look, and both stood up.

The Taoist ancestor and the Emperor of the Underworld both looked sideways, took a look, and stood up.

The four supreme masters all see nothingness.

But above the misty, the colorful rays burst, and rays of gorgeous rays intertwined and evolved into a Milky Way waterfall, falling from the sky, and ancient visions transformed, with the misty sound of Tao resounding, as if there was some existence that was about to break through the shackles.

"The vision of the emperor."

The Taoist ancestor and the Emperor of the Underworld both murmured, looking at each other and looking at nothing, and never admits mistakes. That is indeed a sign of the emergence of the emperor.

s two chapters today.

(March 1, 2020)
Chapter completed!