Chapter 3235: The Tribulation of Being a God(1/2)
ah....!
The broken starry sky was not calm, like these screams sounded occasionally, without any warning, and every sound was shrill, like a wailing ghost.
There are many supreme people who have missed the net, but they cannot escape Ye Chen's pursuit. The heavenly way is not bad, and there is no use to blur the perception of the emperor's way. He has ten thousand ways to find the hidden supreme, which is nothing more than time-consuming.
"It's pleasing to the eye, it's really pleasing to the eye."
There are so many sighs in the small world that the little old man, the red flame lion, the divine chassis, the Chaos Fire and the Chaos Thunder all came to the mouth of the Chaos Cauldron and looked inside. All the supreme souls, the gods who used to be supreme, are now all under suppression.
Seeing the supreme gods, their souls were all distorted, their faces were pale, and they could not hide their fear. At this point, they could not believe the cruel facts. So many gods were defeated too tragically, and they had hope of winning. Ye Chen had all the advantages before he lifted the imprisonment, but he missed the opportunity and even lost all the whole plate. Especially Wutian Blood Lord, who had the most stomachache. With so many supreme gods, he should be the only one who had truly suppressed Ye Chen. In that battle, if it weren't for the desire and greed, and if the moon god had not caused trouble for him in secret, there would be so many birds.
Comfortable.
Ye Chen was not speaking, his expression represents everything. He would occasionally look sideways, look at the small world, look at the supremes, and look at the treasures of the supremes. Various divine objects have accumulated into mountains. Just say it! This journey across the universe cannot be in vain, you have to make some money.
Not knowing that moment, he suddenly stopped and poked out his little hand. He caught a grain of sand and dust from the vast expanse, which was so small that it was invisible.
However, in this grain of sand and dust, there is a different space, similar to turning the world into dust. In the different space, there is a supreme hidden, who thinks he hides ingeniously, but in fact, it is hard to escape the sight of the Emperor of Desolation.
"Senior, come out and have some breath."
Ye Chen smiled faintly, his palm bloomed forever, refining the dust space, forcing out the supreme, which was an old man in black, the Yin-Yang Demon Lord. Looking at his hair, half white and half black, there was a Yin-Yang mark engraved on his eyebrows. The precipitation of the Taoist aggregate is even more like the Heavenly Blood Lord. However, in his eyes, it is all decorations.
"Why do you really want to die?"
The Yin-Yang Demon Lord shouted, trying to reach the sky and escape.
Unfortunately, he is destined to be futile.
Look at Ye Chenxiao's hand, there is a great world evolving, with mountains and mountains standing in a row, with flowers and grass, trees and trees all dyed with eternity and spirituality.
This immortal method is exclusive to the Supreme. After its meaning of Tao, it is somewhat similar to the Buddhist country in the palm of Buddhism. It forms a world of its own, trapping the Yin-Yang Demon Lord in it. No matter how great his achievements are, he cannot escape Ye Chen's palm.
Such a scene was a bit lawless. Ye Chen's palm was very small, but the Yin-Yang Demon Lord trapped in the palm of his hand was even smaller, and he looked like an ant at first glance.
"Born, let me break."
The Yin-Yang Demon Lord howled angrily, and he collided with all his might. He was constantly trying to break through the world and wanted to come out. However, from beginning to end, he was entertaining himself. It was strange and strange, and he could not kill him no matter how he killed him.
It’s because he is not strong enough, but because his opponent is too terrible. It would be strange if he is captured by the quasi-demon emperor.
"It's all busy, don't make a fuss."
Ye Chen said, his spreading little hands clenched into a small fist, and the inner world suddenly collapsed. The Yin-Yang Demon Lord inside was destroyed on the spot, and the remaining soul was carried into the Chaos Cauldron by Ye Chen. Before that, the Yin-Yang Demon Lord's treasure was swept away.
"This, I want this."
"Stop messing around, I'll get it first."
"Little lion, stay there."
Ye Chen's small world is quite lively, like a little old man and a god-making man, all gathered in front of Chengshan's treasures. I'm really not polite. Anyone who is interested is very conscious. Every time at this time, these three people will inevitably be beaten up. The three of them have bad tempers.
Looking at Ruoshui, he was still relatively peaceful. Most of the time he was watching secretly, he was looking at the Chaos Cauldron, Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder. These were all divine objects that were against the sky, with super high intelligence and a similar character to Ye Chen.
The small world was in a mess, and Ye Chen ignored it, suppressed the Yin-Yang Demon Lord, and walked around the starry sky, watching the way.
At some point, he had something in his hand, the Sun God's Haotian Divine Mirror, who had obtained this treasure by himself, had been sealed and had been imprisoned before and could not be refined, but now he can do it.
Buzz! Buzz!
The Haotian Divine Mirror is buzzing, which is struggle and resistance. The marks and imprints engraved on it are immortal. I don’t know how many years have been sacrificed.
However, Ye Chen is all decorations. Once eternity comes out, everything is false. The so-called marks and imprints are destroyed in an instant, while his eternity and Taoist aggregate are engraved in strides. The restless Haotian Divine Mirror suddenly has a lot of peace, and the evil spirit is cut off and strongly refined.
Looking at it again, it was already shining with eternity, hanging in the palm of the palm, like a small sun, the bright sunlight, even Ruoshui was dazzling. It was a magic weapon, and it was also a murderous weapon. I don’t know how many blood of gods were stained. Even if it was broken, it was powerful and could destroy a star field with one blow.
"nice one."
Ye Chen smiled and became happier the more he looked.
"Boss."
"Get out."
The Chaos Cauldron slipped out and was sent back to the small world by Ye Chen. He swallowed whatever he saw, you greedy thing.
"I don't know how powerful it is."
Ye Chen smiled and sacrificed the Haotian Divine Mirror. The Divine Mirror trembled and swept out a fairy light to one side. The brilliance was also destroyed, and it dominated the world.
ah...!
A scream echoed in response, and a supreme hiding nothingness was revealed on the spot, his body was blown up, and even his soul was almost destroyed by the divine mirror.
This is no coincidence.
As early as the moment ago, Ye Chen found the supreme, just to try the power of the Haotian Divine Mirror. I have to say that his accuracy is still good, one hit and one hit.
"You can't look at the mirror at will."
The old man sighed, and if he looked at the God Mirror, he would be ashes on the spot. If he didn't wait to take a look, he would be crushed into ashes by the breath of the God Mirror.
"good."
Ye Chen laughed again, then took the divine mirror and blessed the ban to avoid being swallowed by the Chaos Cauldron. This level of magical artifact must be brought back to his wives.
The road ahead was particularly long.
Ye Chen walked through the air, and I don’t know how many star fields he had crossed. Like a tourist, he would stop and stop. Whenever the supreme is found, he would use a thunder strike. After the matter is finished, there would be an extra supreme soul in the cauldron.
The so-called fish that escapes the net is extremely limited, but there is indeed some truth to escape Ye Chen's tracking. It is also a bit of a mistake for the universe to be too vast. Although the quasi-desert emperor is strong, he is not omnipotent. If the empress does this kind of technical work, it will definitely be extremely easy.
In a dead star field, he was immobilized again.
Then, the old man and the God's Porceress were taken out. It's time to pass on the disaster of becoming a god. If you suppress it for a long time, you will definitely lose the foundation of both of them.
"Have you caught the supreme who escaped the net?"
"To be honest, I can still hold on for three or five days."
"The disaster of becoming a god is actually not in a hurry."
After the young old man came out, he looked around and said that the God-Sheng Tribulation is not a joke. Even if he doesn't die, he will probably only have half his life left. If someone gets a knife from behind, then the day of God-Sheng will be the time to be buried.
To put it bluntly, he was not very confident in Ye Chen, afraid that Ye Chen would not be able to protect him.
Like him, the God's Psychic holds his hands, looks at this and that, and is careful to sail the ship for thousands of years.
Ye Chen wanted to laugh, but without answering, he took out the wine pot and sat cross-legged on a meteorite, drinking leisurely, and only glanced at these two guys inadvertently, with obvious meanings, so he could survive your disaster with peace of mind. Those supremes have no time to pay attention to the two little ants.
This meaning is true.
Today is different from the past, and it is too late to hide? Who dares to run out and wander around? There is a great god who will die by the way. He has to find excitement unless he is too long.
The two of them laughed dryly, and wanted to say something. Ye Chen waved his hand and threw one to the east and the other to the west.
Then, there was a rumbling sound...
The little old man and the divine follower all created the heavenly tribulation, and billions of thunder poured out, forming a sea of thunder, and the roar of thunder filled the world and the world.
"God's punishment?"
Many monks who were staying were alarmed and opened the domain gate and gathered towards this place.
From afar, I saw the sea of thunder. Every thunder reflected the light of destruction. The thorn made people feel ache in their hearts, and there was a supreme pressure that made their hearts tremble.
"Xuanyang, the God's Purposer?"
Some people were surprised, as if they recognized the one who survived the tribulation.
"It's him and the other two."
Many older generations stroked their beards, and their eyes were envious, and their realm was similar. However, if they lacked opportunities, they were still lucky for the two of them. They should have achieved great luck.
With the rumbling sound, more and more people came, standing all over the galaxy and starry sky, with shadows everywhere, and black. The main reason is that the divine punishment is too loud, which has touched the dark world. Various star fields and even various continents have evolved strange phenomena, which is difficult to imagine.
Even the world can detect it, let alone the supreme who escaped the net, can be captured at the moment when the divine chassis and Xuanyang opened the divine punishment, and can lock in the exact position. If it were placed in the past, it would have to use thunder attacks and knock the two small shrimps to ashes on the spot.
Now, it’s better to be content with a god of killing. They don’t know whether the tribulation can be destroyed. But being killed is absolutely necessary. If you dare to reveal a slight opportunity, you will definitely be killed by Ye Chen.
They think well.
Although Ye Chen was so leisurely and leisurely about drinking, in fact, the divine consciousness of the Emperor Dao was already wandering in the Eight Desolations. If anyone dared to emerge, he would have to let the other party see what the Supreme Holy Body is.
Ruoshui also left the small world and stood beside Ye Chen, looking sideways at Ye Chen.
This was shocked.
Although she stood beside Ye Chen, the distance was only one foot, but this foot was like a million miles. It should be Ye Chen's law of space and time. If you want to get close to him, you have to cross time and space. In just one foot, it may be a gap. Even if you can't cross this, no matter how strong the combat power is, it is useless.
What she saw was only the tip of the iceberg, and there was space and time, but there was also time and space and reincarnation. Various laws intertwined to form eternal immortality. This foot was the eternal foot. If you fight with such people, you would not be able to hurt him if you did not understand the laws.
Suddenly, Ruoshui showed a hint of self-deprecation. She was both the supreme, and compared with Ye Chen, she was no different from a joke.
The Supreme One also distinguishes strength and weakness, which is terrible to a certain limit. Even if they are gods, they are all ants.
"Senior, can you find my master's wife?"
It took a long time to hear Ruoshui's words.
"In a dream."
Ye Chen said lightly, he once deduced it, but it was vague, and the dream demon was also vague, with a kind of dream cover.
To be continued...