Boom! Boom! Boom!

Because of Ye Chen's Nirvana, the entire ancient world was rumbling, and lightning and thunder were heard from time to time, but compared with the strange phenomena in the performance, the so-called thunder and lightning were just for decoration.

The vision of the holy body is the most mysterious and unique among all bloodlines. Since that ancient vision, you can always see the scenes of chaos that have just begun to bloom. All things are breeding, orderly and regular evolution, and all are portrayals of the way of heaven.

If a holy demon is a representative of the way of heaven.

That holy body can be equally OK.

However, the holy demon only represents the way of heaven, and the holy body reflects the way of heaven, while also relying on all living beings.

Therefore, in a certain sense, the Holy Body is a contradictory collective, with certain wills of the way of heaven and also carries the will of the people.

I don’t know when the sky fell into peace.

Ye Chen stepped down from Cangmiao, and the divine light and the entangled laws were all contained in his body and returned to his original form. He, with white clothes and white hair, was like he came from mythology, and no one knew... what time it was he who returned to nature.

He fell on the Milky Way again.

The supreme emperors were still unsatisfied, and many of them went there and saw Ye Chen from afar, like a stone statue, plated on the edge of the Milky Way.

“It can be stressful.”

The Empress Donghua was also there, and she smiled sideways.

"If I meet the Holy Ancestor."

Di Huang smiled and stood up to the Milky Way. The word "Saint Ancestor" he used was quite real.

It seems that Ye Chen is the one who created the world... The first holy body, regardless of bloodline or original divine treasure, is the most peak purity. No matter whether it is cultivation level, just in this field, it completely crushes him. It is also a holy body. The pressure from Ye Chen's bloodline is the clearest, and he feels it so much that he can't breathe.

Before Empress Donghua followed, she gently brushed her hand and brought Zixuan, who was hiding under the tree in the distance, to her.

Since the ancient times of the ancient times, Zixuan has been peeking around, and the Queen of Donghua, who is the Emperor of Heaven, can sense it.

That was her remnant soul, or rather, a drop of blood shed during the war back then. After the accumulation of endless years, a trace of wisdom was raised, and a trace of soul was also performed, which led to the existence of Zixuan today.

Like the King of Humans and Master Long, it is basically the same. It is not that the Emperor's burial is destroyed, but only the residual soul is left. Perhaps it is a drop of blood that nourishes spiritual wisdom and uses spiritual wisdom to become residual souls.

"Female...Empress."

Zixuan buried her head and lowered her eyes, her fingers pressed tightly, like a child who made a mistake, her speech was trembling and her delicate body was trembling.

Wrong, she did make a mistake.

The emperor's remnant soul inherits the memory of the empress, the empress's love, and falls in love with someone he shouldn't love.

"Girl, don't be afraid."

The Queen Donghua smiled gently, stretched out her jade hand, and pushed away Zi Xuan's drooping hair, like a sister, stroking her sister's cheek.

"I will take you... everything about the Emperor."

The Queen of Donghua said with a smile.

At that moment, Zixuan cried, burst into tears, and shed in tears. There was such an unprecedented fear that drowned out his heart.

Taking away everything about the emperor is no different from death.

She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of forgetting a man named Di Huang. Because of that love, she realized the meaning of life.

She never asks...Di Huang can look at her among all living beings, only looking at him among all living beings... silently.

That's all her long-cherished wish.

"Zixuan belongs to the empress, and it's time for the fallen leaves to return to their roots."

Zixuan suddenly raised her head, laughing with affection and tears. The first time she saw Yue Shang, it was also the first time she looked at Di Huang’s lover like this. In her hazy eyes, there was envy and humility.

After all, she is just a remnant soul.

After so many years, she has been like a thief, stealing the love of the empress and secretly loving the Emperor Huang of Yueshang.

"I will keep your love."

The Queen of Donghua smiles.

As she said that, she took back the mark of the emperor in Zixuan's body, swung an invisible sword, and cut off the connection between the deity and the remnant soul.

At that moment, blood was overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

"The Empress."

Zixuan hurriedly stepped forward, knowing what the deity had done, taking away everything about the emperor, but retained her affection, but cut herself into pieces.

To put it bluntly, I have returned her freedom.

"It depends on yourself whether you can catch up with him."

The Queen of Donghua gently brushed her hand and sent Zixuan to her sleep. The Emperor's smile was still so gentle, and she gave her the freedom of her soul, which also gave her the right to love.

Zixuan cried again, tears falling like rain.

Even though I have freedom, I feel even more frightened.

"Why are you so stupid?"

The Queen of Yaochi suddenly appeared and held the shaking Queen of Donghua. It was nothing to kill herself on weekdays. Now the Emperor of Heaven can't stand it.

Yue Shang chuckled, without saying anything.

The emperor is also a human being, and he has selfish thoughts. If she is exhausted, she will have no Nirvana and will have only three years of success.

She may die or disappear, but her love needs to be continued, and she always has to leave a memory for her Emperor Huang.

The Queen of Yaochi was silent and her mind was in a daze for a moment. She should have remembered ancient things. Because of the rules of the sect of the sacred land of Yaochi, she never involved love in her life.

But it doesn't mean she is ruthless.

How many changes have changed, I still remember it today... When it is late at night, there is always a figure of vicissitudes standing outside the body of the Saint of Yaochi, just to wait for her to come out, wait for her hair to turn white, bend over, wait for a while... It's a lifetime.

"How cruel were you back then?"

 

;Chen Yi whispered lightly.

The person who was waiting for his sister was sent away by him. Even the ancient tombstone was weathered over the years. Unfortunately, the person who had not waited for him to wait for him would leave a lifetime of regret.

The Queen of Yaochi left and was gradually drifting away.

Her back is vicissitudes and sad.

The emperor is not ruthless, but she did let that infatuated person down back then. If she could start over, the throne and rules of the sect would not be as good as the word "love" in the world.

"Youyue, how many juniors have you harmed!"

The Ghost Emperor sighed.

As a supreme emperor, he knew the origin of the sacred land of Yaochi, but it was truly created by the Queen of Yaochi, but it began with a woman named Youyue. The so-called sect rules came from her.

"It's a good thing that Youyue didn't meet me."

The God of Creation stroked his beard and spoke earnestly.

"It's a blessing that I haven't met me."

"In the first episode, let her go home to take care of her baby."

"Yeah...reliable."

The old gods and generals gathered together, and were not serious. The supreme emperors of the past could not help but look sideways. To be honest, they became more and more pleasing to these younger generations. This folk custom is much more fierce than they were at that time. The good and tragic plot has become a funny plot.

As it turns out, this face is not that important.

It’s useless to be infatuated, and it’s useless to wait.

Learn to learn Ye Chen, learn to learn to learn to learn to learn to cook rice as soon as possible. It is more direct than anything else. How can there be so many regrets in later generations?

"Boss, you can kill yourself!"

On this side, Master Long, Long Wu, and Long Yi were neatly squatting in front of Emperor Taixu, all holding hands, with round eyes.

It’s not that the three of them were wearing a pig-killing knife in their sleeves. If the Dragon Emperor was afraid of pain, they wouldn’t mind doing it themselves.

"Get out."

The Dragon Emperor cursed. If these three guys had not come to the ancient times, he wouldn't have known that a trace of his soul could have created three living treasures.

Especially the one on the left, the most outstanding one. He was a demon twice, once the emperor, once the emperor, what a god, you are going to go to heaven!

"Where is a person, it may not be a good thing to live for a long time."

On this side, the Human King sat beside the Human King, whining endlessly, and I don’t know whether I was talking to myself or talking to someone supreme.

The Human Emperor raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Human Emperor, seeing his feet from his head, and then seeing his head from his feet.

If I had known that my remnant soul had become spiritual intelligence, I would not have known that what I had created was such a thing. At first glance, I would have inexplicably itchy hands.

"Where is a person, it may not be a good thing to live for a long time."

The king spoke again.

Just this sentence, he has been talking about it many times.
To be continued...