Chapter 1534 Goal: Western Desert
Chapter 1534 Target: West Desert
"City without tears?" Hearing these four words, Ye Chen suddenly looked at King Daming, his eyes shining, "Why did the seniors talk about this ancient existence, is that immortal city coming to the world again?"
"On the day of the grand gathering of all ethnic groups, it came to the Western Desert." King Peacock Daming nodded lightly, "But it only stayed for a quarter of an hour, and then disappeared, and no one can find its trace."
"West Desert, just stay for a quarter of an hour." Ye Chen murmured softly, his fists clenched with a loud sound. Even if he learned three days ago that he wanted to go to West Desert, it was too late, and the difference was too far.
It was rare to see the city without tears come, but he missed it. If he missed it, he missed Chu Xuan'er, maybe Chu Ling'er, but no matter who it was, he didn't catch up after all.
The City without Tears is haunted by ghosts and ghosts. I don't know how many years I have to wait for this missed time. Maybe it will appear again, and he still can't catch up. Maybe it will appear again, and he has stepped into the next reincarnation.
"Little guy, you haven't answered the old question." King Peacock Daming said with a smile.
"The ancestors once said that it was an ethereal fairy city." Ye Chen responded absentmindedly, "Everyone there practiced the secret method of forgetting love. The so-called "no tears" is ruthless."
"No wonder, no wonder the woman who came out of the City of No Tears has no emotion at all."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's dim eyes suddenly burst into light, staring at King Daming without squinting, "Senior's meaning, this time the city without tears is coming, someone will come out?"
"One did come out." King Peacock Daming stroked his beard, "The old fellow Daoist in the Western Desert, who came to Peacock's house yesterday, just heard what he said, it shouldn't be fake."
"Senior's fellow Daoist, did you ever have a portrait of that woman?" Ye Chen's breath became panting, perhaps too excited, and even his tone trembled, with bright eyes full of hope.
"No." King Peacock Daming shook his head, "He did meet that woman, but she was covered with plain yarn, and there was a mysterious method to cover up the mystery. Even without plain yarn, it was difficult to see her true face."
Ye Chen was silent, with many regrets in his heart, but also many hopes. Since he came out of the City without Tears, it could be Chu Xuan or Chu Ling, and this possibility cannot be ruled out.
Thinking in his heart, he suddenly stood up, "Senior, junior has something important to do, so I will leave."
Saying that, he strode out, yes or no, he has to go to the West Desert to find it, and at a glance, he can see that even if it is not, he can ask something from her mouth.
Step out of the bamboo forest,
He went to the virtual sky, and before he left, he didn't forget to look back at the Little Ape Emperor and the others. The six people were sleeping soundly. He didn't bother, and it was good to leave silently.
King Peacock Daming also got up, raised his head slightly, and watched Ye Chen leave. His old eyes were both amazed and relieved, but he also had a hint of doubt. It's just weird, Ye Chen is too mysterious.
Since he came, many things have become a little different, such as his little granddaughter, there is always such a hidden vicissitudes in the beautiful eyes, as if there are too many stories hidden.
Under the moonlit night, Ye Chen was like a fiery glow, reflecting the starry sky brilliantly and colorfully.
It wasn't until dawn that he landed in an ancient city closest to the Peacock's house.
He moved Zhou Tian Evolution, but he didn't count the reincarnated person, so he went straight to the center of the city, set foot on the teleportation array, and teleported all the way to the northwest. This time, the general direction was the Xuanhuang West Desert.
The next journey has not stopped. Everywhere he goes, there are legends about him. It seems that the name of Ye Chen is known to everyone in the Xuanhuang continent. It even spreads from this monk holy land to the star field. It will not take long for the Holy Body The name will spread throughout the world.
He doesn't care about these things. After so long, the so-called glory and reputation are no longer important, and the stories left to future generations may be with him or without him.
"Open the array, Nantian Ancient City." It was another starry night. Ye Chen stepped into the teleportation array. In the space passage, he hung a map in mid-air, and continuously connected the ancient cities with his pen. It is the nearest road to the Western Desert, and it is transmitted all the way.
When he was watching, this calm space channel was actually turbulent. From the end, the channel collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it spread rapidly towards him all the way.
He couldn't help but take the map, his eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the front, and he didn't notice that there was a war. That is to say, this space channel did not collapse because of a war.
Since there is no problem in the channel, then there is a problem with the teleportation array at the end of the two channels, and one of the teleportation arrays must be damaged, causing the space channel to crack.
Without thinking much, he turned around and escaped. The space channel was destroyed. He could only fly to Nantian Ancient City, and continue to teleport with the help of the teleportation array there, all the way to the Western Desert.
After half an hour, the ancient city of Nantian came into his sight, but it made him frown.
Seen from a distance, the entire Nantian Ancient City is shrouded in blood, and the bloody mist that flies away recklessly covers the starry sky with a blood-colored veil, and the bloody air can be smelled from far away.
Sure enough, there is a problem here! Ye Chen murmured softly, like a streak of divine light entering the ancient city of Nantian.
Entering Nantian Ancient City, his eyes narrowed slightly again. Although the city was large, it was deadly silent.
In other words, the people of Nantian Ancient City have been slaughtered, and there are corpses everywhere. Street houses, pavilions, and arch bridges are all bloody and shocking.
Ye Chen glanced at him, Rao was his state of mind, and he couldn't help trembling. The men were all cut off and hung high, and the women were miserable, disheveled, and were abused to death.
This is simply the Shura field, even the infants are nailed to the wall by the killing sword.
Ye Chen walked with great strides, as fast as a fright, there were still living people in the city, and they were still reincarnated.
It was a mansion, and the guards at the entrance were all over the place, all with their heads beheaded. Perhaps too many people died in the mansion, and blood flowed out of the mansion and soaked into the street.
When he entered the mansion, from a distance, he saw a purple-haired woman dyed red with blood. She had been abused, her clothes were disheveled, and her body was covered in scars. She was lying on the ground, crawling to one side with difficulty.
Ye Chen stepped forward, and he couldn't care about anything else. He pulled out the source and poured it into the purple-haired woman. She was a reincarnated person, and her previous life was a disciple of the Xuanzi generation of Qingyunzong.
However, what made him helpless was that the purple-haired woman's primordial spirit had suffered a devastating blow, and the fire of her primordial spirit had almost been annihilated. Even if Daluo Jinxian was alive, it would be difficult to save her life.
"Don't move, don't talk." Ye Chen's eyes were blood red, and he poured into the source madly, hoping to save her life, or at least let her know her hometown of Great Chu.
The purple-haired woman didn't seem to hear it, and she was still trying her best to lie forward, dragging her bloody body and her jade hands with blood, facing one side in the air, as if she was about to touch something.
Ye Chen turned his head subconsciously, and looked in the direction of the purple-haired woman's hand. It was a rock wall with a baby still in swaddling nails on it, which kept the appearance of crying.
His body was trembling, and he could imagine what happened here not long ago. She was humiliated, watching her children being nailed to death, and watching her people fall one by one.
"Kid...child, I...my child...child." The purple-haired woman screamed with all her might, but her voice gradually weakened, the light in her eyes quickly dissipated, and the last swaying soul The fire was also annihilated, and the raised blood-stained jade hand finally hung down weakly.
Ye Chen's hands were soaked with blood, and hot tears could not help pouring out of his eyes. He was still late, and he never felt so useless as now. He watched helplessly, but was powerless.
"Let's just say it! There must be a living person." When Ye Chen was in grief, a gloomy laughter sounded, and a group of people flew into the mansion, each with a cold breath, each with a fierce face, and the sky was full of interest. Looking at Ye Chen below, "He is still a saint."