It''s getting closer and closer to big Chu, but the way back is still as long as that.
It is also a starry sky with blood mist flying. All the limbs and arms are broken. It seems that you have experienced a terrible war. If you look at it carefully, you can still smell the spirit of the great famine. Needless to say, it''s the Honghuang people. It''s hard to see any living creatures in the whole star territory.
"That''s too cruel Shangguan nine saw the fierce swallow saliva.
"Be obedient, little fellow. Don''t look out." Ye Ling embraces little Yang Lan, smiling tenderly, such a bloody scene, will hurt the young mind, the picture is too tragic.
Ye Chen said nothing and walked slowly in the starry sky.
Ji ningshuang also does not speak, indifferent eyes, cold light flashing.
Seeing more killing, their mood is cold as ice, but they can''t hide their anger when they see the bloody starry sky. They are typical bullies of Honghuang people, who dare not face the demons. However, they set off a series of catastrophes, which has long been the common indignation of human beings and gods.
Suddenly, a melodious flute came from afar.
After that, there was a roar, and the atmosphere of flood and famine spread.
Hearing the sound, ye Chen and Ji ningshuang moved one after another, and went straight to the source of the roaring sound. There was a flute sound and a roar, and there was a sense of famine. It was obvious that the war was still going on.
"It''s a wonderful flute sound." Ye Chen light Nan, the closer to that side, the more ethereal the flute sound, there is the magic power of confusing people''s mind, Rao is his concentration, also can''t help being in a trance.
"The world is enchanted by the flowers and jade." Ji ningshuang also murmured, as if knowing the flute sound.
Ye Chen didn''t ask more questions and quickened his pace, like a divine awn.
After a while, they found the source of the flute sound. It was an ancient star of death or, in other words, an ancient mortal star. The reason why they were dead and silent was that all living things were destroyed.
A group of broken mountains, the mountain peaks continue to collapse, the war is in full swing.
It is true that there are Honghuang people, and they are three great saints. One is a ghost, one is poor and the other is a golden dragon. There are also some people who play flute. She is a woman in white. She can''t see her face clearly under the light of the twilight immortals. She is pure and pure, like a dream.
Behind her, there was a young man with white hair, sitting cross legged and covered with blood. It seemed that most of them were fighting against the flood and famine, seriously injured and even affecting the yuan God.
The sound of the flute is quiet and pleasant, but it is also full of terrible magic power. The three great sages of the great wilderness were also caught in the attack and were bewildered. Each of them fought with a virtual shadow, which was the external appearance of the flute sound. If it could not break the sound, it could not destroy it.
"Good, good." The ghost is full of scarlet eyes, ferocious and terrifying.
"I want to see how long you can last." Poverty is also gnashing teeth.
"If you break this magic power, you will be worse than dead." The Golden Dragon grinned grimly.
The three great saints of the flood and famine level were so powerful that they seemed to recognize the magic power. They couldn''t break it for a while. But if it took a long time, it would be hard to say, because they were great saints, and the other side was just a little king, which was far away.
The woman in white stood quietly and quietly. The flute sound was more magical. Her face was pale and her mouth was still full of blood. She blocked the three great saints and paid a price.
"Master fairy, don''t worry about me. Run for your life quickly!" White haired youth preached.
The woman in white smiles and doesn''t answer back. A fairy elder called her look of vicissitudes. The young man with white hair is her master. However, in the process of being robbed, she has walked through the starry sky. It is not easy to find out that there is no reason to escape alone.
"Break it for me." However, the ghost''s voice was rebuked and the phantom was wiped out with one hand.
"Broken." Jinni and qiongqi all broke the flute sound.
The woman in white vomited blood and suffered terrible repercussions. She stepped back and stood unsteadily. With the cultivation of the holy king, she was able to block the three great saints for such a long time.
It''s a pity that she is only a holy king after all, which is hard to defeat the three great saints of Honghuang level.
"Blow, keep blowing!" Poor and strange standing empty sky, smile fangs exposed.
"Humble people repair, your blood, should be very beautiful." With a crimson tongue and a fierce claw, the ghost sage grabs the woman in white from the empty sky.
The woman in white stands with one hand and is ready to open the ban.
However, at this moment, a golden sword was cut from afar and killed the ghost''s palm print. Then, a golden fist shadow came from afar. The roar of the ghost''s shadow disintegrated. No matter the body of the body, the golden body, or the real body of the yuan God, were buried in an instant.
"This Poor strange and gold dragon suddenly color change, all come too suddenly.
Even more abrupt is still in the back, do not wait for two people to ask, the head and neck will be separated, the decapitated head, in the fall, burst into ashes, really soul stirring.
When they arrived, they didn''t see who was the one who gave the hand. They were really bent.
The woman in white is also shocked. Are these three great saints of the great famine been seconds?
They are ye Chen and they have been manifested in the void and come down from the sky.
"Thank you for your help." The woman in white hurriedly arched her hands. She really met a noble person when she went out. It was her fate that she should not have been cut off. She got the help of predecessors from all over the world. Otherwise, she would have been buried.Ji ningshuang whispered a smile and took off her cloak.
Seeing her true face, the white haired woman was stunned, "you... Yaochi?"
"Huajianxin, don''t be hurt." Ning Ji smiles.
"How can you still be alive." The Jade mouth of the woman in white is slightly open, which is unbelievable.
"There''s no way to hell, and I''ll come back."
"Dongshen yaochi is worthy of its reputation."
"Who should be robbed?" Ye Chen, who had cleaned up the battlefield, came over, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and fixed his eyes on the young man with white hair sitting in the cross. From his perspective, it is not difficult to see that he was the one who should be robbed. Before the robbery, he must be a quasi emperor. Unfortunately, he did not recognize it.
"Drink among the flowers." Ji ningshuang see it, the cloak, and instantly to wear, ye Chen does not recognize, she recognized, since recognize, it is better not to see the true face.
"You know he should have robbed." Ye Chen is the voice of Hua Jian Xin.
"Yes." Hua Jian Xin pursed her lips and nodded gently.
Hearing this, ye Chen could not help frowning.
Since Huajian heart knows, it is disturbing and should be robbed. This elder, named huajianjiu, has been disturbed. It is uncertain whether he can survive the robbery.
"It''s really helpless. I have to intervene." Flower heart a sigh.
Ye Chen does not speak, eyebrows are still frowning, in the private deduction between the flowers drink.
As he expected, because of the intervention of huajianxin, huajianjiu''s life style has become extremely unstable, and it is likely to die in response to robbery. It can not be blamed that huajianxin was involved in the affairs of jiujianxian and Xianmu. If he didn''t, he would die faster.
"There is a remedy." Ji ningshuang asked.
"You need to change your life against the weather." Ye Chen took a deep breath and couldn''t help sighing, "it''s a pity that the king of man should have been plundered into the world, and the king of God is even more missing. It''s difficult."
Hearing this, Hua Jian Xin''s ruddy cheek is just now white.
"Take it first." Ye Chen said, turning to the sky.
Ji ningshuang also pretty eyebrows and tiny eyebrows, followed by.
Huajian heart sealed the flower drink into the magic instrument, and then walked into the void, looking at Ye Chen''s back, murmured, "it''s the tenth emperor of the great Chu. I''m really embarrassed."
Three people a front and a back, not into the starry sky, face-to-face, then hit a person.
Isn''t that the man who sold Ye Chen''s paintings before? After a careful study of the star map, I finally found the right direction. I wanted to make a lot of money in xuanhuang. The so-called making a lot of money was a picture of Ye Chen. Unexpectedly, when I came across this star field, I saw a miserable picture.
Ji ningshuang doesn''t matter. She always wants to laugh when she sees the youth.
It''s Ye Chen. His big face is very black. How can you be found everywhere.
When he came to Huajian later, he was stunned. Then he took his cloak and covered his face in a hurry. He seemed to know that youth should be robbed, but he should not be robbed.
"Why, do you recognize it?" Ye Chen was shocked.
"Wu Tian Jian Zun: Mo Qin." Heart to heart communication between flowers.
"This goods, can it be Wutian sword Zun?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the young man. Not long ago, he was still peddling his paintings. His face was obscene, but he was relieved to think of Jiang Taixu and jiujianxian.
It should be robbed! It really subverts people''s three views.
For example, the world of mortals should be robbed into a fortune teller;
for example, liudao should be robbed into a drunkard;
again, this one in front of us is a business experience, so it''s unusual!
"It''s Wutian sword." Ji ningshuang sighs. Although he has not seen it, he has heard his legend. No one knows about it. Like jianfeidao and jiujianxian, he also practices swordsmanship. He has never seen a dragon in the first place but not in the end. In terms of seniority, the three men are one generation. In this era, it is still unknown who is the greatest master of kendo.
Ji ningshuang wants to laugh that not long ago, they also made a deal.
"By visual inspection, he was also a living treasure before he was robbed." Looking at the coming Ying Jiemo Qin, ye Chen means a lot. He can sell his paintings everywhere, but ordinary people can''t do it.
How could he not know that Wutian jianzun was also a ruthless man. 3000 years ago, the poor and strange people were in chaos in the East, and Mo Qin was also present. Only one person killed the poor and strange Nine Emperor, and he was defeated. Later, the poor Qi people were born more than once because of the sword respect. Unfortunately, they could not find the shadow of jianzun, and they were killed once or twice.
As a matter of fact, the wave of robbery is really widespread. The three masters of Kendo can not escape the fate of Yingjie. God knows whether the three of them can survive the robbery.
Speaking, should rob Mo Qin has arrived, see ye Chen and Ji ningshuang, dun a Leng.
This time, no matter Ye Chen, Ji ningshuang, or Huajian Xin, they all said nothing, turned around and left. They all knew his identity, so they had to avoid it.
"I''m... So scary?" Mo Qin followed up with a shameless face.
Ye Chen three people did not reply, the pace accelerated.
"What''s going on? I''m not robbing you." Mo Qin called.
Ye Chen three people, or a word did not return."I have my baby. I''ll sell you cheap." Don''t give up.
This, ye Chen did not dry, ready to turn back, kick him.
It''s also thanks to Ji ningshuang''s grabbing. Otherwise, if jianzunmo Qin doesn''t die in response to robbery, he will be kicked to death by Ye Chen. Laozi''s great reputation is just like this.