Emperor Huang sighed and accepted the magic power. He had suppressed to the extreme, and it was difficult to maintain that kind of balance again. His destiny was coming.
As the palm retracts, the two memories collide completely.
The memory stirs up the strength, destroys the God sea of Dan magic quickly.
Then he devoured his original God and his demon body, and even his long hair turned into ashes in destruction.
"Good bye, master." Ye Chen stepped forward and bent over.
Thank you very much Dan demon was tired and smiling. He was very old. He was not afraid of his soul. Instead, he was free and easy.
Real liberation, not as a demon, living in the world.
He left with a smile, no pain, only remembrance, carrying the nostalgia for his hometown, turned into a wisp of fly ash with the wind.
Ye Chen waved his hand and put the ashes of Dan demon into the jade jar.
Since danmo wants to go back to his hometown, he... Will take him home.
In fact, how cruel, found the soul of the great Chu, but it is the devil, with the sky blood debt.
And he will also personally send the soul to the netherworld road.
Deep sorrow, attack full of mind, even the wind blowing, but also a touch of sadness, leaving the world too much war and pain.
He stood still for a long time, like a statue, motionless, holding the jade jar tightly. It was heavier than the mountain.
"The six reincarnations... Have begun." See ye Chen so sad, Emperor Huang leisurely, in order to transfer Ye Chen''s pain.
What about the Dacheng holy body and the five emperors who fought alone.
He was not omnipotent. He had seen two invasions of the demons and could only be a spectator.
At this time, he felt that the supreme is a joke.
His words, really let Ye Chen dim eyes, bloom God awn, wait for so long, finally is to wait for this day.
Emperor Huang brushed his hand, then disappeared, and ye Chen also disappeared.
Ye Chen opens her eyes again, and it is already a starry sky, or in other words, a big space, just like a real starry sky.
Since he came to the underworld, this is his first time to see the starry sky.
Indeed, they are so bright that they twinkle in his mind. They are too similar to each other.
"Is this the six reincarnations?" Ye Chen looks to the emperor.
"No Emperor Huang smiles, "wait quietly."
Ye Chen''s understanding is not in words. I don''t know what the meaning of Emperor Huang''s bringing him here, but he always feels that he has a bad premonition.
Soon, two more figures appeared in the starry sky.
One of them is the Ming emperor, and the other is Zhao Yun.
Ye Chen a Leng, Zhao Yun is also a Leng, two eyes at each other, that kind of bad premonition, in this instant, more and more intense.
"Only one of you can leave." The emperor of the underworld.
In a word, ye Chen and Zhao Yun both frown fiercely. The so-called foreboding has become a reality at the moment.
"Here is the battle between you, who wins and who leaves." Emperor Huang''s words are long, with a little dignity.
"Sure enough, you will have a war sooner or later." Zhao Yun shakes his head and laughs, "never thought, this day, come so fast."
"Come, always come." Ye Chen sighed.
"My hometown, waiting for me, I will go back when I die." Zhao Yun''s deep eyes twinkled with a very firm light.
"The same." Ye Chen a smile, eye light also firm matchless.
A simple dialogue, two momentum, instant on the peak.
On the one hand, Zhao Yun''s black hair has turned into golden hair, and his eyebrows are engraved with divine lines. His Qi and blood are burning like fire. His eyes are filled with heaven and earth, and his body surface is haunted by thunder.
A golden fairyland emerges, and the mountains and rivers of Dachuan are clearly visible. He stands in the fairyland like an Immortal King.
On the one hand, ye Chen''s white hair also turned into golden hair, and his body suddenly opened. The golden Qi and blood were turbulent. Every wisp was as heavy as a mountain, and the holy body was as bright as gold.
The external Dharma forms a chaotic realm, which is called and outlined. He stands in the chaos realm like the God of war in the eight wasteland.
We all know the fighting power of the other side. From the very beginning, they did not conceal it. This is the peak state since the cultivation of Taoism.
This battle is not a contest, but a real battle of life and death.
Not for reputation, only for returning home, all have their own persistence, old friends, today to determine the level.
He is a saint, and he is also a saint. The real fighting at the same level is invincible at the same level.
"War." Ye Chen hissed and set foot on the sky. He was unarmed. He only waved his arm and combined the nine eight wild fists.
This fist, melting thousands of secret arts, the chaos principle, the power of reincarnation, penetrated the vast starry sky.
"War." Zhao Yun also roared and the golden fist clenched.
With this fist, the heaven and earth of yin and Yang revolve in the palm. The golden rune is engraved between the palms and fingers, which is also a fusion of the principles of the Tao.
Fist and fist collision, a halo, infinite spread.
Ye Chen''s fist bone burst, and the holy bone was stained with blood, and the holy blood was dazzling in the vast starry sky.Zhao Yun''s fist also collapsed, blood splashing, splashing all over the starry sky.
The first collision of the evil spirits against the sky, regardless of the fight, domineering resilience, let the two fists, instant recovery.
"War." Zhao Yun crisscrossed in the sky and came to the sky. With one hand, it covered the sky and collapsed.
Ye Chen, fearless, goes up against the sky and blows through his palm print.
At the same time, Zhao Yun flew down in the air, pointing to the God''s awn, penetrating Ye Chen''s chest, shining muscles and bones, and then collapsing.
Ye Chen does not fall to the wind, killed to the near, a palm cut open Zhao Yun''s body, removed several of his sternum, blood dripping.
This is the second move. The fight between them is extremely bloody.
The collision between the golden immortal region and the chaos world is in their own collapse, and the Tao and the Tao are in confrontation, so they have no choice.
"Taixu dragon forbidden." Ye Chen, with one hand, used the forbidden method of Taixu, called the cage and banned Zhao Yun.
"Open." Zhao Yun splits his hand like a dragon. He turns his hand and claps a big array to suppress Ye Chen.
It is also a ban array, which is similar to Taixu dragon ban. It has complicated array patterns and many scalp numbness.
The power of silence shot, and the thunder chain clattered.
Ye Chen is not a vegetarian. He is a dragon in one hand and blows away directly.
Zhao Yun''s attack comes again, and his eyebrow explodes with thunder, which is aimed at the art of Yuan Shen. It penetrates the starry sky and destroys the withered and decadent.
Ye Chen confronts with Shenshang, and the nine ways are in one.
Thunder and Shenshang collide, is a golden halo.
Where the halo passes, the stars, one by one, collapse, turn into streaks of quicksand and roam in the starry sky.
Being praised by the other side as the strongest opponent, the two people are very tacit.
All of them are fighting with each other''s flag.
"War." Both of them roared and were invincible.
When the war escalated, it was even more tragic. In the starry sky, the two evil spirits launched a fight against each other.
Ye Chensheng''s body is domineering and hard, and Zhao Yun''s body is not bad.
Ye Chen is bathed in Zhao Yun''s blood, and Zhao Yun is also bathed in his holy blood. The fighting is bloody and the picture is shocking.
Fists and fists, palms and palms, all have the belief of invincibility.
Blood and blood, in the fall, also illusory many visions, their respective confrontation, until annihilation, are attacking each other.
"The two universes are equally evil." The emperor of the underworld was leisurely, and his eyes were shining with light.
"This is an extraordinary time." Emperor Huang smiles.
The two supreme masters stand in the sky, but they are only watchers. The astonishment of the younger generation makes the supreme state of mind turbulent.
Looking at them, I feel like... Looking at myself.
When they were young, the two of them, who had been able to defeat a generation, were invincible at the same level, both of whom had made great achievements.
Jiang Shan generation of talented people, two of the most respected, are old.
The rise of future generations, even more, they will lead an era, the golden trend, the struggle between the emperor and the road, more tragic.
One day, these two younger generations will surpass them.
The so-called legends and myths will be refreshed by later generations, and then rewritten, and passed on from generation to generation.