The First Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy-Ninth Chapters Are the Same People

Chapter 1579 The same fate

Nian Cishan was rumbling, and it was about to collapse, and the baleful aura was raging in the sky, and the flying snow also stopped.

The little nun and the old nun were heartbroken and rushed over.

From a distance, there was a scary scene: Fairy Wulei was pinched by Ye Chen's neck and lifted in mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist, you..." The old nun's expression changed greatly.

"Go away." Ye Chen let out an ancient thunder, which shocked the old nun's eardrums and collapsed to the ground.

The little nun was terrified, her face was pale, her little body was shaking, and she didn't dare to move, Ye Chen was too scary.

"Answer my question, when will the city without tears come." Ye Chen stared at Fairy Without Tears with bloody eyes, like a mad beast.

"I don't know." Fairy Wulei whispered, indifferent expression, no one's emotional fluctuations, no tears is ruthless, she is like a puppet, I don't know what pain is.

"I don't know." Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, the golden palm of his hand was raging with thunder, and it was dead and cold.

Fairy Without Tears' delicate body was stained with blood, and her body began to shatter. She was also a saint, and she had no power to resist.

Ye Chen moved with murderous intent, killing her in an instant.

"Ye Chen, don't stop." The female voice suddenly sounded, and a peerless woman appeared, it was Bei Sheng.

"Go away." Ye Chen scolded coldly, the Emperor Sword manifested, turned his hand with a sword, and cut out of the Milky Way, unparalleled domineering.

Tangtang Beisheng was slashed back by a sword before he stepped forward. Even with her strength, it was difficult to defeat Ye Chen.

She gritted her teeth, trying to rush up again to stop her.

Of course, before she could leave, a calloused hand was placed on her shoulder, restraining her for a while.

Look at the person who banned her, and take a closer look, isn't it the old man who sells wine in the small town at the foot of Nianci Mountain?

The old man is still wearing a big padded jacket, like a sloppy old man, with an old pace, but unpredictable.

He was so strong that he only flicked his hand to save Fairy Wulei, and Ye Chen was also banned by him.

Ye Chen's eyes were red,

The blood of the ancient holy blood boiled, but it could not break the confinement, and the mana was also sealed.

"Come with me, she didn't lie to you." The old man spoke gently, pulled Ye Chen, and walked out of Nianci Mountain.

Bei Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, flicked his jade hand gently, and healed the dark wound for the old nun, and erased the memory of the little nun, and then he looked at Fairy No Tears.

Tearsless Fairy's clothes were stained with blood, but her expression was calm, surrounded by radiance, covering up the scars all over her body.

"Too Shang Wangqing is really domineering." Bei Sheng murmured softly, then turned and left, chasing after Ye Chen.

Here, the old man has brought Ye Chen back to the old town and appeared in an ordinary farmhouse.

"Fang Brewed wine, warm your body." The old man, like a kind grandfather, handed over a warm pot of turbid wine.

"Senior, who are you?" Ye Chen looked at the old man quietly, his bloody eyes disappeared, and the tyranny disappeared, and there was a trace of clarity.

"Like you, a person with a hard life." The old man held his hands and looked up at Misty, his old face full of nostalgia, "My wife is also in the city without tears."

"This......"

"Naihe Bridge! It's really helpless." The old man shook his head, smiling dryly, looking vicissitudes.

Ye Chen was silent, picked up the jug, and poured it hard. Both he and the old man were indeed bitter people.

The old man should be luckier than him, trying to step on the Naihe Bridge, but he didn't even have that chance.

For some unknown reason, he felt an anger towards that ethereal city without tears. There is clearly love in the world, why there are no tears, and the world is full of scars.

God can really play tricks on people, giving people hope, but more disappointment than despair. The invisible big hand is just so wanton fiddling with fate.

The farmhouse became calm, and the two of them only focused on drinking.

I don't know when, the old man seemed to be tired and fell asleep with the jug in his arms.

Ye Chen drank alone, a pot of turbid wine, the more bitter, the more he drank, the more desolate the world, which made people tremble.

In the dark night, he got up and staggered.

Out of the town, it was a vast land again, and the snow was flying, burying a series of footprints behind him.

He went on the road again, not knowing where to go, stepping through the ancient cities, looking for one reincarnation after another.

The lovers finally got married, and he was happy to see this warm picture, and also fulfilled couples of lovers.

But after a long journey of more than two hundred years, he was still alone, with a bleak figure, and was lonely without anyone to accompany him.

In this way, March passed quietly, and he left the West Desert.

Under the moon, he is a little old, his hair is already white, the corners of his eyes are wrinkled, his beard is already long, his eyes are dim, and his raised back is also bent.

Today, he no longer needs to cover his body with a black robe and hide his face with ghosts, because his old form and hunched body at the moment are the best cover up.

Who would have thought that an old man who seemed to be too late would be a desolate holy body swallowing mountains and rivers.

Another quiet night, with bright stars.

He walked out of an ancient city, there are reincarnations in the city, and there are two, and they were a pair of partners in the previous life.

He made another pair and silently sent blessings.

But when the breeze came, he couldn't help bending down, coughing up blood violently, his breath was low, and he was sluggish.

His cultivation fell to the level of a saint, and he became a quasi-sage.

This night should be a day to remember.

Time provokes aging, and it is best to use him to interpret it, but it is in its prime, but it is rapidly aging.

"How long are you going to stay with me." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice was hoarse and extremely dry.

Behind him, the space distorted, and a peerless woman walked out.

She is the Northern Sage. Under the bright moonlight, she is like a dream, and she is holy and flawless, like a mortal exiled immortal.

Since Nian Cishan came out, she followed Ye Chen all the way.

She is the only one who has witnessed him go from brilliant to bleak, no matter if it is cultivation base or longevity.

She didn't know what happened to Ye Chen, or what kind of story he was hiding, but today's desolate holy body, in this form, looked inexplicably distressed.

Is the hero too late? Still this time is too ruthless.

"How did you become like this." Bei Sheng gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Chen, only to feel a pain in his heart.

"Did you scare you?" Ye Chen smiled hoarsely, Xu was tired, and sat under an old tree to rest.

"The Eucharist shouldn't be like this." Beisheng stepped forward and saw the old face, the messy white hair flapping in the wind, she couldn't help but push it away.

"From Beisheng's point of view, what should the Holy Body look like." Ye Chen took out the jug, his eyes dimmed.

"The bloodline that is shoulder-to-shoulder with the emperor should soar to the nine heavens." Beisheng sacrificed a pill and pressed it into Ye Chen's back, which was a pill to supplement his life.

Of course, although the level of the elixir was not low, it was enough to replenish one hundred years of lifespan, but after submerging into Ye Chen's body, it was resolved by a mysterious force.

Beisheng frowned, wrinkled deeply, "Zhou Tian Evolution."

"The vision of the Jiuli people is not ordinary." Ye Chen smiled, "It is indeed Zhou Tian."

"Who is full of food, to pass on your secret method." Beisheng's face was ugly, even solemn.

"I should thank him." Ye Chen held the jug and couldn't help but cherish the memory. It wasn't that Zhou Yi kept it from him back then, because with this secret method, he did find many reincarnated people, which was a gift.

"He's a lunatic, and so are you."

"So excited, did you like me?" Ye Chen raised his head and looked at Bei Sheng with interest.

"You're so old, who would look at you." Bei Sheng gave Ye Chen a stern look, "The ancient ruins stripped off my clothes, and I haven't found you to settle the account, and Nian Cishan slashed me with a sword, I'll remember them all for you. What about?"

"I understand in a second." Ye Chen consciously brought out Fen Ji, "I have to guard against it, if I don't keep it together, it will be destroyed."

"I don't have time to joke with you." Beisheng wanted to laugh in anger, and then pointed to the front, "That is the Great River of Eternal Age, and you will be in Beiyue's realm after crossing the great river. Go to Chiyue Ancient City and wait for me, and I will find someone to rescue you. "

Said, Beisheng stepped into the virtual sky, turned around and disappeared.

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, took the last sip of wine, and got up to go, without any hope for Beisheng.

Even the sword gods of the heavens are helpless, he really can't think of who Beisheng can find to see him, it is useless.

The front is indeed a big river, with rolling waves and magnificent momentum, which is the dividing line between Ximo and Beiyue.

This is the great river of the ages, with tens of millions of miles in length and width.

There are also ancient legends about this river. It is said that it was transformed by a wisp of blood of the ancient emperor, and it was integrated into the earth and turned into a river, witnessing the vicissitudes of life in the world.

Ye Chen walked up to the sky, overlooking the Eternal River, found the vicissitudes of life, and found the majestic power.

Crossing the river, it is a vast land, all the way to the north.

Three days later, a small ancient city came into view, the little-known, it is the ancient city of Chiyue.

At night, the ancient city of Chiyue is still prosperous and lively, with red lanterns hanging high, and shouting and selling.

There are mortals in this city, and there are many street performers, which aroused applause, and there were people watching from the attic on both sides. The arch bridge over the river was the most lively.

Ye Chen moved Zhou Tian, ​​but did not find his reincarnation.

After crossing the street, he stopped at a small wine shop, waiting for Beisheng to see who she was looking for.

"I heard that the immortals and the phoenixes are also self-proclaimed." There was a discussion at the table next to them, and a wretched young man was squirting with joy, causing many people in the wine shop to watch.

"I've heard some, and the gods and the demons have also self-proclaimed one after another, and I don't know why."

"The Immortal Clan God Son, Princess Fengxian, God Clan God Son, and Demon Clan God Son are always very happy recently."

"That's more than Huanshi, it's simply unscrupulous, making chaos everywhere, and many people have suffered a lot."

"Where's the Eucharist? Why haven't there been any news, clean them up."

"Wait! It's definitely coming to Beiyue." An old guy said meaningfully, "Donghuang, Zhongzhou, Nanyu, and Western Desert have all been troubled, and the next stop is Beiyue."

"It seems that my form is really a good cover." Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, and just sat there, without a mask, did you not recognize it?

The breeze blew lightly, and with the fragrance of a woman, Bei Sheng came, and he was carrying one person, but he was an old man with a big beard.

Seeing the bearded old man, Ye Chen was stunned.

That fellow, isn't that acquaintance Yan Laodao?

Ye Chen's expression was strange, and he was stunned by the person Beisheng had found. Who would have thought that it would be Yan Laodao.

Yan Laodao was also stunned. He was drinking when he was brought by Beisheng, saying that it was to save people, and his feelings were to save Ye Chen.

"Looking at your expressions, it's obvious that you know each other." Bei Sheng sat down and watched with interest.

"We are good friends." Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

"Zhou Tian's backlash has become so fierce?" Yan Laodao frowned, his face a little ugly.

"For saving him, I owe me a favor, even if I pay it back." Bei Sheng thought to himself, "Don't make it useless."

"I really can't save it." Yan Laodao said helplessly.

"Then find your old home, he is good at this matter."

"Fuxi ancestor Shenlong sees the head but not the tail, where can I find him." Yan Laodao folded his hand.

"Then I don't care, I can't save him, you go to death."

"Hey....!"