"open."

Ye Chen shouted lightly, and opened the way with eternity, layer by layer to clear the chaotic clouds and mist. Without pushing a layer away, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth; with each layer being pushed away, the holy body was blown out one inch, and even blood could not be reshaped on the spot.

"Don't do anything random."

The empress slight scolding and deducing it further, she may die.

Ye Chen said nothing and forced himself to trace it.

The chaotic clouds were pushed away layer by layer by layer, and he vaguely saw an ancient and vicissitudes of back, with his fairy-like style and purple clothes swaying, as if he was standing on the long river of time, as if he was standing at the end of time, so far away that he could not reach.

"It's him."

puff!

When Ye Chen saw it, he also blew blood, and half of his imperial body exploded into ashes.

When the empress saw it, she hurriedly gave eternal eternal gift.

"No wonder he looks so familiar."

Ye Chen murmured and staggered for a moment before he could barely stabilize his body.

"You recognize it?"

“See.”

Ye Chen took a deep breath and had indeed seen it. He had seen it in the original time and space, that young man in purple who surpassed the Emperor of Desolation. He had gone to the unknown and had a fight with the little kid. At first, he was equal to the match, but finally he was so hammered that he couldn't lift his head up.

He was not shocked by this.

Originally, in time and space, the young man in purple existed.

In this time and space, the young man in purple still exists, and it must be an extremely ancient era, and he participated in a melee between gods and demons and was killed.

Or, only this arm is left.

It is because of the obsession with immortality that this arm remains still today.

"Are you going to be a great melee that surpasses the Emperor of Desolation?"

Ye Chen was not calm in his mind, and he had seen the terror of the young man in purple in his original time and space, and was comparable to the little kid, but he died in a melee.

"It's trembling." The empress said suddenly.

Needless to say, Ye Chen saw it, his arms were trembling, his fingers moved, and he still had blood flowing, but the blood flowed out turned into ashes, and sometimes the halo flashed, making the two of them shaking their eyes flowed over again.

“Does the deduction stimulate it?”

Ye Chen pondered, even if the young man in purple was buried, his remaining arms still have supreme majesty. If he deduces it by himself, he will violate the majesty.

"Eternal Heaven."

At this moment, both of them seemed to hear a roar, from their arms, carrying a trembling anger and a trembling sadness. I don’t know whether it is unwilling or sadness.

Ye Chen said nothing.

The empress didn't speak, her eyes were bright and dark.

This is the second time they heard about Eternal Heaven. What kind of existence is, especially Ye Chen, who is 80% sure that Eternal Heaven has killed the purple-haired youth.

That battle must have been a tragic battle.

There are so many roars left in this ancient battlefield. God knows how many emperors participated in the battle, and God knows how many people who surpassed the heavenly way were buried. This level of melee is beyond imagination and is not the same dimension as the universe of heaven.

Ye Chen wanted to take his arm away.

With this arm, it may be possible to resurrect the purple-haired youth.

However, he shook his arm.

The same thing is said, if you cannot outstrive the majesty of the Emperor of Desolation, you cannot do it alone, and if you work with the Empress, you will not be able to do it. Not only can you move your arms, but you will be injured by the evil spirit on your arms.

"Walk."
Chapter completed!