The night sky is deep and the broken stars are like dust.

A figure carrying a sack rushed into a stretch of mountains, sneaking like a thief.

Needless to say, this person is that bitch Ye Chen.

After coming out of Mount Yanluo, the guy ran for more than 800 miles, and then he fell down in the mountain where people were rarely visited and birds could not shit, and escaped to the ground for more than 300 feet before stopping.

"I am smart and have a big deal." After putting down the sack he was carrying, Ye Chen smiled a little treacherously.

As he said that, he poured out all the treasures in the sack, and they were piled up into mountains, including spiritual herbs, spiritual weapons, and spiritual pills, each of which was filled with divine light, illuminating the dark underground.

Next, there were constant jingling sounds from the ground.

This guy ran around in front of the mountain treasure, taking away all the spiritual herbs and elixirs, leaving only piles of spiritual weapons.

The next moment, he summoned the Chaos Divine Cauldron and hanged it on the spiritual weapon.

break!

With Ye Chen's slight shout, the Chaos Divine Cauldron suddenly trembled, and the chaotic air overflowed. The word Dunjia Tian imprinted on it began to operate, and the sound of heaven intertwined by the great roads could be heard vaguely.

As the Chaos Divine Cauldron trembled, the spiritual weapons below were crushed to pieces at the same time.

Next, light threads continued to fly out of the shattered spiritual weapons, with different colors, intertwined and entangled, being pulled by the Chaos Divine Cauldron, and were constantly imprinted in the cauldron.

These light silks are the essence of the military spirit of spiritual weapons. Ye Chen used their essence to cleanse the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

When it is unworthy, all the soldiers of many spiritual weapons are absorbed by the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In the underground, the buzzing sound of the Chaos Divine Cauldron is constantly ringing.

At this moment, it is so extraordinary, huge, heavy, simple and natural, without the bright colors of light, and without the dazzling divine light. The so-called great ingenuity is the form of his current moment. It is like a master who returns to nature, looking ordinary, but terrifying and domineering.

After doing all this, Ye Chen sat cross-legged under the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

The Chaos Divine Cauldron trembled slightly, and many bloodlines sealed in it poured out, one after another, colorful, like a colorful waterfall.

The blood power of the special bloodline contains vast essence. Since it is a gift from God, they will not be ordinary blood. The combination of Taoism and some of the original power of heaven and earth is also the supreme treasure.

Ye Chen was under the Chaos Divine Cauldron, and his shirt had cracked, revealing his bronze skin. The pores all over his body seemed to be breathing, swallowing the essence of his bloodline and vomiting the dregs of his bloodline.

He was like an old monk sitting in meditation, motionless, allowing many bloodline essences to cleanse his body, and the bloodline path was integrated into his chaotic path.

This is a wonderful picture, with the dark underground colors gushing, clouds gushing, white mist swaying, and wisps of blood power flowing, as if they want their souls to return to heaven and earth, but they are all sucked into Ye Chen's body.

The power of bloodline entered the body, like a vast river and sea, surging in Ye Chen's body, integrating with his holy body bloodline, nourishing his limbs and skeletons, and refining his eight extraordinary meridians.

At some point, his white hair, which was swaying without wind, returned to its original blackness under the curing of the power of blood, like a waterfall flowing, and each strand flashed with brilliant golden light.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, presenting mysterious pictures, adding a touch of splendor to the rarely visited mountains, making the dark night less boring.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

............

Mountain of Yanluo, in front of the ruins.

The dark figures stood, but they all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to make a sound. Some people were still trembling.

In the ruins, the Blood Lord stood like a monument and never collapsed. Under the darkness, his eyes as vast as the starry sky were rapidly gathering into a little cold and terrifying cold light.

Who is it?

After all, the Blood Lord spoke, just a word, and the earth formed ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flying air froze into ice residue.

.............

Under the mountains, as a long breath of turbid air was spit out, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, two divine lights that seemed to be solid shot out from his eyes, poking out two large holes into the rock wall under the ground. They were outside the Tao, but they appeared in the form of divine light.

Soon, his divine light was as bright as inside, and his eyes, as vast as the deep starry sky, returned to normal and became unwavering.

What a fortune!

Ye Chen twisted his neck hard, and the integration of many blood power into the holy body's origin made him feel bathed in the spring breeze and had an unprecedented sense of intimacy with the world.

Leave!

He was very happy, and Ye Chen turned over and jumped up, rushed out of the ground like a divine light, heading straight for one side.

At some point, he stopped in front of a huge ancient city.

From a distance, the ancient city is like a giant mountain, majestic, and standing on this land is like a symbol.

This ancient city is the Ancient City of Tianzang.

A long time ago, this ancient city was an unknown ancient town, and it was not called Tianzang Ancient City.

According to legend, before the Emperor of Heaven was named the Emperor, he enlightened the world here and attracted celebrities from all walks of life. After many years, the ancient town continued to grow, and then evolved into an ancient city, which came from it.

As for why Ye Chen came here, he naturally came to investigate the death of his body.

The last conversation with him before his death was in Tianzang Ancient City. After that, he died, and Ye Chen still cannot become a Taoist body.

Before, because of the affairs of the Haotian family, I had no time to come and take a look today, and vowed to clear away the clouds and relieve the many doubts in his heart.

Thinking to himself, he had already stepped into the ancient city of Tianzang.

When he saw it, he saw a huge human-shaped stone statue about a hundred feet high. Its figure was majestic and his back was like a mountain. Although it was a stone statue, it was portrayed vividly, like a real person, with a powerful aura of devouring mountains and rivers, and looking down on the world.

The Emperor of Heaven Burial!

Ye Chen murmured, even though it was a stone statue, he still felt a lot of awe in his heart.

That was the emperor who once unified this land and suppressed the ghost clan with the means of heaven. His legends were all myths.

As he looked at it, Ye Chen's eyes became a little dazed, and a trace of sadness arose in his heart. The former emperor shook the past and the present. Even though his legends were all myths, they eventually turned into a piece of loess.

As Taixu Gu Long said, this is a ridiculous and sad road to heaven, and no one is the real winner.

"I heard that! In order to explain the major families in Northern Chu, the Bloodthirsty Palace killed more than a dozen pavilions."

After all, Ye Chen's thoughts were interrupted by words from the restaurant.

He slowly withdrew his gaze from the stone statue, and Ye Chen walked away with his foot.

As for the chaos in Northern Chu, he wanted this effect. There was no way. In order to buy time for Nan Chu to build the city wall, he needed to use conspiracies.

Facts have proved that his methods were still very successful, at least they had a gap between the Bloodthirsty Palace and the major families of Northern Chu. It is basically impossible to unite in a short period of time.

Next, Ye Chen kept appearing in any corner of Tianzang Ancient City, looking for any clues that might be left by the Taoist body.

However, what disappointed him was that he did not find any clues. The only thing he could be sure of was that Taoist body had been here. As for what happened later, he had no clue at all.

The night is getting deeper.

The prosperous Ancient City of Tianzang began to fall into silence. On the quiet street, there were only three or three drunken drunken drunks walking staggeringly, and sometimes they would yell, as if venting the depression in their hearts.

On this side, Ye Chen had given up hope, held the wine pot, and walked bored on the quiet street.

At some point, he slowly stopped his pace.

From afar, he saw an elderly man under the stone statue of the Sky Burial Emperor, holding a broom in his hand. He was sweeping the fallen leaves flying under the stone statue. Although he was not moving quickly, he was very patient.

Di Fan?

Ye Chen murmured. Although he had never seen the old man's face, he still recognized who he was from his bloodline.

Although Di Fan was so old that he was hidden in his body, he was a vast power. This was the bloodline of the descendants of the emperor and could not be concealed. Ordinary monks might not recognize it, but he could see through it at a glance.

Although it was a little surprised, Ye Chen was not too shocked.

Di Fan, the direct parent-child of Emperor Tianzang, was sealed tens of thousands of years ago, but even though the world has changed, he is still the child of Emperor Tianzang. It is reasonable to sweep the tombs of Emperor Tianzang.

However, Ye Chen could understand Di Fan's state of mind, and sealing was like a dream. It had been tens of thousands of years since he woke up, and it seemed like a feeling of a different life. It was a kind of loneliness and confusion in which things changed.

Subconsciously, Ye Chen moved his steps, stopped three feet away from Di Fan, and bowed respectfully, "I've seen senior."

Hearing this, Di Fan stopped and turned slightly. His old eyes were turbid, full of the vicissitudes of time. His smile was gentle, just like an ordinary old man, without the slightest killing aura.

After all, Di Fan didn't say anything, slowly turned around, holding a broom in his hand, and continued to sweep the flying fallen leaves.

Seeing this, Ye Chen wanted to leave, but as soon as he raised his steps, his heart trembled suddenly.

Suddenly, he turned his head suddenly and looked at one side.

There was darkness, but there was a deep sound of footsteps. To outsiders, the footsteps were not surprising, but in the ears of the most powerful masters, the footsteps were rumbling.

Ye Chen couldn't help but narrow his eyes and stared at it.

He couldn't see the way forward, but he knew how powerful the man who was about to walk out of the darkness was. He stepped on the Taoist aggregate of heaven and earth every step, and his aura was so strong that he couldn't breathe.

After all, he saw the visitor, with a tall figure, black hair shawl, and his eyes as vast as the starry sky, making people unable to see the end at first sight.

Ghost King!
Chapter completed!