Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The sky is deserted and the sky is quiet. Everyone looks up at heaven.

After the Eucharist of all ages has passed through the Dacheng robbery, it is almost dead.

If Ye Chen is still alive, this should be the first.

Such as Ye Chen, there is not much Shou Yuan, most of them are also the first, her hair is all white.

The world was shocked to be able to open the blood relay limit at will.

The opening of the blood after the limit was at the cost of Shou Yuan, and the Three Realms were unexpected.

Ye Chen's expression was not very good-looking.

It took a lot of life-saving elixir, but the supplementary Shou Yuan was also limited, because he had experienced too many wars and sacrificed too much life.

Today, even after taking the elixir, the rest is only a thousand years.

"The strongest and most amazing Eucharist in history, or the shortest-lived Eucharist."

This sentence is the moral contained in the eyes of the two emperors.

The last elixir was swallowed, Ye Chen slightly raised his eyes, and looked at Cangyu quietly.

That action lasted for three days.

He was looking up, and everyone in the world raised his head, and followed Ye Chen's eyes to see, but he didn't see anything, and he didn't know what Ye Chen was looking at, it was three days, and he still saw it. That fascinated.

"Extreme vision, I can't wait to understand."

Xi Chen walked slowly, glanced at his beard, glanced at Ye Chen, and glanced at Ji Ningshuang.

The Emperor Donghuang did not move, just like Ye Chen, looking up quietly.

In this era, no one knows Ye Chen better than her, as if she knew what Ye Chen was looking at.

She knew that the two emperors of Tianming didn't know it, they were both holding hands and watching.

In this way, three days passed quietly. Ye Chen still stood quietly on the avenue too. His white hair fluttered, and his clothes fluttered. Like a fairy, not stained with dust, the meaning of vicissitude is strong, like standing at the end of the years. .

Too many people look at him and look at them, they feel that they are a lot older, not because they are old, but because they are old.

That should be a rendering of mood.

"What the **** are you looking at."

The fierce fighting body in the corner of the crowd muttered softly and looked around at the person beside him.

Zhang Zifan shook his head, and they also shook his head.

Even Emperor Tianming did not know what Ye Chen was looking at, let alone him. The move of the Eucharist was really incomprehensible.

"It's dazzling even more."

The sun and moon godson took a deep breath, and his expression was meaningful. Return the pestle there, so that all sentient beings can appreciate your worldly attitude, but in fact, there is no need to appreciate it, it is already carved in the soul.

"Should the Eucharist see no baby!"

"The old man doesn't think so, what kind of treasures can still enter his eyes with his level."

"Compared to this, he is more reliable in enlightenment."

The world speaks a lot and doesn't dare speak too loudly, just whispers, for fear of disturbing Ye Chen.

Three days passed in a hurry.

On the ninth day, the arrogance of Dachengcheng ended. Ye Chen has been in the heavens for a full nine days, and he has also seen Cangyu on the ninth day. The curious heavenly people have followed him for nine days. What are you looking at?

On the tenth day, he saw changes in Ye Chen.

The so-called change came from Ye Chen's eyes, with two lines of blood flowing from the corner of his eyes.

At that scene, many people in the world frowned.

Ye Chen was still unmoved, his eyes slowly stunned, and as far as possible, he cleared away the layers of clouds and mists. In order to see the origin, the depths of the clouds and shadows hid a door and a heaven standing Like a looming door.

"Imperial Gate."

For the first time in ten days, he opened his eyes and muttered to himself, no one could hear.

That's right, he saw the gate of Emperor Dao.

It is a pity that the door is extremely distant, and exhausted, it can only be seen vaguely.

He was determined that if the blood of the ancient holy body was abandoned at this moment, the gate of the emperor's path would surely be clearer.

Of course, he didn't plan to do that.

In the history of the heavens, any blood is qualified for sermonization. There is no holy body, and there is no precedent for emperor.

He doesn't believe in evil and doesn't obey. In this life, he must break the taboo.

At that time, he was cowardly and unqualified to say words beyond his control.

Nowadays, I have survived the Dacheng robbery, and only have half a step left to become emperor.

On the eleventh day, he closed his eyes and stepped down to heaven.

The eyes of the world when he looked at him were a little embarrassed, and his mind was also blurred, like Ye Chen, a **** who came out of myth, without seeing the slightest coercion and brilliance, but like an immortal divine house.

"Go home."

Ye Chen smiled, greeting Ye Ling, Ji Ningshuang and Nan Mingyu.

The wife and children came forward with a smile, and the family drifted away.

The monks behind him haven't moved for a long time, and still haven't finished their intentions. This two days have truly witnessed what is shocking: 131 holy bodies, 131 holy demon, and free control of blood succession.

Before today, some people may suspect Ye Chen as the strongest and most amazing Eucharist.

After today, no one should doubt it. The myth he created is unprecedented.

"The real two are supreme."

Too many elders mumbled to themselves, one emperor and one Eucharist, and throughout the heavens, there were few times.

In muttering, there are a lot of surprises.

If the heavens were devastated in those days, there were two supreme supremacy in the human world, and it would not be so miserable.

"Fall, I won't fall anymore."

Emperor Ming glanced at nothingness, his eyes hoped, and his tone was unpleasant.

In those years, the heavens were weak, and the Supreme Master of Outland fell from every other place, and most of them went to the heavens. Every time they came, the human world was extremely fierce.

Today, the heavens are supreme, or two, but they are not coming.

In the midst of it, he has a big hand and fiddles with it all.

The Emperor of the Hades thinks so, but it ’s no longer difficult to come. Once they come together, the heavens hold their ground and support the facade, so why do n’t they come, or it ’s useless to know that they are here. Unless it is a Heavenly Emperor.

The ancestors of the heavens are thinking about another thing: a coffin of two generations.

In that year, there were signs. In the heavens of this era, two people would testify to become emperors.

Ji Ningshuang became emperor, she counted one.

As for the other, he was not sure whether it was the heavenly man on Taikoo Road.

If so, then the heavens will not re-emerge.

If not, after the Emperor Donghuang, there must be another person to testify.

He prefers the second possibility.

Therefore, he is always watching, since the East God Yaochi testified, he has been watching, want to see who else in the heavens, has the posture of emperor, but after years of watching, he did not dare to make a conclusion, maybe the plane The son, perhaps the emperor's sister, or the soon-to-be-born Donghuang Taixin, either seniors or juniors, either.

"You never thought it was Ye Chen?"

The Emperor's words are long, seemingly able to guess Daozu's mind across the barrier.

"It's his best."

Dao Zu laughed, there is no precedent for the Eucharist. If Ye Chen can break it, it is undoubtedly the best.

Here, Ye Chen has arrived.

A good man at home, I have been preaching everywhere. I have survived the calamity, experienced a distress, and it ’s okay with everyone. Going home is better than putting on an apron, walking on the stove, and using a skillful approach, it is smoother. Already.

Ye Ling rolled up his sleeves and came forward to help.

Ji Ningshuang and Nan Mingyu rinsed them, smiling softly, each with their own division of labor.

"This family is really emotional."

The Dachu people and Hengyue people who came back later couldn't help sighing when passing by.

The heavens at this moment, the only great emperor, the only great sanctified body, and the only juvenile emperor class, are all on that beautiful mountain peak.

No one is bothering, dinner is cozy.

After dinner, it was that little bamboo forest, they worshiped Ye Fan, Yang Lan and Fox Fairy.

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

Still the old tree, Ye Chen sat down, without carving wood carvings, looking up at Cangyu quietly, looking for the gate of Emperor Tao.

"I saw it."

Ji Ningshuang whispered, and only she knew that Ye Chen was watching the emperor's gate.

"It seems looming."

Ye Chen closed her eyes and smiled bitterly, shook her head helplessly.

"I thought about giving up the blood of the Eucharist."

Ji Ningshuang made another sound and dragged a ray of Emperor Tao Xianguang into Ye Chen's body to supplement his life.

"Giving up the blood is to bow to the sky."

Ye Chen smiled, and finally picked up the carving knife, engraving it one by one,

Ji Ningshuang smiled softly. She knew Ye Chen, so the question seemed a little redundant. If she changed to her, she would not abandon the bloodline. From the moment Ye Fan died, she hated the sky and hated it.

"Linger, go back to bed and sleep."

Shangguan Hanyue called softly. I don't know from which moment, Ye Ling fell asleep on her lap.

Ye Ling did not respond and slept quite quietly

Shangguan Hanyue was not calling, for fear of disturbing the little girl's dream, she was sent back to the room.

That night, Nan Mingyushu, Xiyan, Lin Shihua, Liu Ruyan, and Beisheng all closed their doors.

Under the old tree at night, only Ye Chen and Yao Chi were left.

Just like Ye Ling, Ye Chen also fell asleep, lying on his wife's legs, sleeping comfortably and quietly, strands of white hair, reflecting the starlight moonlight, especially dazzling, he should be tired, I do n’t know how many years, Sleeping so peacefully.

In his state of mind, Yaochi, the emperor, understood.

Become supreme, but unprecedented fatigue, looking back, more blood and tears.

On the second day, before the sky became bright, she saw a rosy cloud, and leaped away from Tianxuanmen.

Nai Dong Huang Taixin, nourished by years of divine power, finally condensed into a human form.

Emperor Xuan was guarding her, unlocking her memories of previous lives, and she could hear the choking sound of women across the distance.

She was reincarnated, another reincarnation, but without her sword injustice.

That night, Dixuan, Xichen and Donghuang Taixin came to Jade Peak. Under the old tree, they set up a simple tea table, and they only sat around with Ye Chen and the four of them. No one spoke.

Dong Huang smiled too much, and some lingers and vicissitudes lived two lives, and also passed through two reincarnations. From the era of Emperor Xianwu to the era of Emperor Donghuang, ancient memories have been weathered by years.

Xi Chen and Emperor Xuan are also stunned. They have lived for a long time, and there is a kind of fatigue, which is engraved on the soul.

That night, Dong Huang was too hearty. From the moment she left, she was destined to be a lonely journey. To find her Jianfeidao, not only can she reincarnate, but also the sword **** can also reincarnate. Without finding him, he Won't go home.

She left, Ji Ningshuang and Ye Chen also rushed to the two sides, always feeling that there were others in the cycle.

It is two years since they left.

In the third year, a mountain peak in Heng Yuezong came out with a howl, which awakened too many people.

It was Xiong Xiaoer, kneeling in front of Xiong Er's statue, and burst into tears.

When Xie Yun and Situ Nan arrived, they couldn't hold back their excitement.

For many years of worship, Xiong Eryi Si Ling was really offered.

If there is spirit, there is hope, just like the Jiuli Muxue of that year. The resurrection is only a matter of time. The difference is that what remained in Beisheng that year was a ray of net immortal power, while what Xiong Er remained was a drop of blood that was not weathered by years .

That day, Ye Chen returned and stood in front of the statue, smiling for a long time.

When he left, he seemed to be in the statue and heard a curse: Ye Chen, you slut.

Ye Chen must have no time to ignore him, otherwise, he would crush the stone statue with one kick.

In the fourth year, there is another happy event.

Naiton devoured the Demon Demon Demon, and even a hint of spirit emerged.

In the sixth year, Ye Chen entered the black hole.

When he came out again, there was an additional snow lotus in his hand, with a trace of blood on it.

It was the blood of the sword lord, which should have survived the practice of loneliness in the black hole.

To this end, Ye Chen built a temple in Dachu, which is worshipped daily by the world.

Two years later, the sword revered, and it was a peak of the strongest, and it was only a matter of time before the resurrection.

It is the eighth year that Ye Chen has fallen into the southern region of Xuanhuang.

When he came to the Yak tribe again, Naaman heard a loud cry, and his family's handle was also offered a touch of spirit.

Ye Chen stayed for three days before leaving silently.

In the ninth year, Ye Chen went back to Yunvfeng with a monkey in her hand.

It was not an ordinary monkey, it was a monkey that should be robbed.

That night, Nan Mingyushu hammered Ye Chenyu to the ground, and the monkey that should be robbed was Xuanhuang.

Xuanzang is also an outstanding emperor. Before he died, he was on the road to be robbed before entering the gate of ghosts.

However, his response should be broken, with no primordial spirit.

Ye Chen's great magical power transformed the monkey's body into a drop of essence blood.

Then, another temple, Ye Chen put the drop of blood in the night pot and placed it in the temple.

For this reason, Nan Mingyushu chased him over eight million miles.

In the tenth year, the Emperor Donghuang returned to Dachu and brought a broken sword with a touch of divine power.

It is the power of the fourth god.

The divine power of the Emperor captured the heavens and created nature, traced back with divine power, and stood back against the mournfulness.

That day, Di Xuan was crying with tears in her eyes.

In the eleventh year, Ye Chen returned to eternity in a dream and entered heaven.

boom! Rumble!

Then, I heard the sound of bangs, I don't know whether it was thunder or someone was doing it.

When I went to see it, Ye Chen and Dao Zu were already drinking tea in the bamboo forest.

Looking at the howling of the two, it turns out that they were not thundering before, but that they were fighting.

Daozu was okay, Ye Chen's face was crooked.

The Eucharist is strong, and Daozu is not covered. He studied him thoroughly, and he died.

When Daozu asked the baby, Ye Chen blinked and disappeared.

When he returned, there was still a man in his hand, the God of Creation, who threw Tian Xuanmen across the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

Later, I also asked the sound of thunder, and Xu Shixi was regretful. The son of the plane and the God of Fortune fought each other, and they beat each other's nose and face swollen. When they were done, they were all right, set up a wine table, and wept with drinking Already.