The First Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Three Chapters Di Jue Artistic Conception

Chapter 1583 Di Jue Artistic Conception

In the mountains, Ye Chen found a clearing and sat cross-legged.

Looking inside the Divine Sea, the merged Di Jue was suspended there, lingering with divine light, exuding an ancient aura.

With Di Jue as the center, strands of immortal light spread outward, making him feel the emptiness of his mind for a while.

In addition to these, there is a faint trace of the emperor's prestige. The emperor is embedded on the emperor's soldier, and it has also dyed the emperor's divine prestige. Even if it is broken, it still exists.

Ye Chen's inner eyes stared, Di Jue was very extraordinary.

It still remembered the scene of getting the first Di Jue more than 200 years ago, when Qi Yang was beaten and crippled.

Along the way, the fragments of the Di Jue that were left were found piece by piece, and until now, it is finally complete.

Looking at it, he only felt that he was in a trance for a moment, and was dragged into a mood that made him unable to rub his hands.

The picture in front of him changed greatly, but it was a misty cloud.

Clouds and mists shrouded and slowly dissipated, and what appeared was a wild land, with many mountains, large rivers, and the vast land, full of lush green eyes.

He saw a woman, standing in the ethereal sky, unable to see her face, as far away as a fantasy.

She is of peerless elegance, she is really an exiled immortal, Xianxia lingers, and she is peerless, overlooking the world.

Her coercion is destroying the sky and the earth, and the laws of the emperor's way are flying, making the heaven and earth tremble, and the pressure of the heavens is still.

Countless visions are intertwined, ancient and mysterious, with her as the center, each of which is created by heaven.

God!

Ye Chen's heart trembled, and he couldn't be more shocked.

With such coercion, I don't know how many times stronger than the sword gods of the heavens, this existence must be a great emperor.

Moreover, she is still a goddess.

Forcibly suppressing his shocking thoughts, he looked at the right hand of the Empress.

The Empress holds a fairy sword in her right hand, engraved with ancient runes, the fairy light lingers, and there are laws flying.

the end of the sword,

Inlaid with a jade pendant, it is the same as Di Jue, or in other words, it is Di Jue.

"That sword is the imperial soldier that was cut off by the Immortal Execution Sword?"

"Then who is she, and which emperor is she." Ye Chen looked at the female emperor and knew that she was an emperor.

"The Red Lotus Empress, the Yaochi Empress, the Donghua Empress, and the 130 Xuanhuang Empresses, only these three empresses, and none of their imperial soldiers are swords. Where did this empress come from?"

"There is a fourth female emperor in the heavens?" Ye Chen scratched his head, feeling a little confused.

For some reason, he saw that the empress was a little familiar.

This familiar face is not her face, but her demeanor. I have seen it before, and it feels very familiar.

"Where have you seen it?"

"I remember, it's a restricted area."

"Yes, I saw it in the restricted area." Thinking about it, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up.

"Purgatory in the Eastern Wilderness, Netherland in the Southern Region, Wangchuan in the Western Desert, Huangquan in Beiyue, have all seen a dream-like woman dancing lightly, very similar to her."

Ye Chen stared at the empress, the more he looked, the more he looked like a person, and the more he looked, the colder he felt behind him.

"Di Jue, who is your master, who is in the restricted area? Which emperor is she?"

Ye Chen couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure out why the Empress danced in the restricted area, and skipped every restricted area.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt this mood humming.

Then, the world faded away.

But above the ethereal nothingness, there are turbulent chaotic clouds and mists, lightning and thunder, tearing apart the vast sky.

The sky and the earth are dark, and all the light is blocked by the chaotic clouds, just like the old Chu Dynasty, there is no light.

The Empress moved, and with one sword, she destroyed the sky and the earth, cut through the chaotic clouds that covered the sky, and went straight to nothingness.

She went up against the thunder, slaying all terrifying existences along the way, as if she was going to kill the end of the sky.

Ye Chen's eyes were blurred, and he could no longer see the figure of the empress. Rao had fairy eyes, and he could not see through falsehood.

Although it is an artistic conception, there is such a coercion in it that makes him tremble, and it can destroy the world in an instant.

I don't know when, I saw the female emperor fall, covered in blood, the law of the emperor's way broke, and the immortal light of the emperor's way was wiped out.

She fell with her, and her Emperor Sword, which was also dimly lit, stained with the blood of the Empress, was no longer complete, and was cut into two pieces.

Ye Chen's expression changed, what kind of existence the empress encountered, the battle was so tragic, and the emperor's blood splattered all over the world.

The chaotic clouds raged, and a colorful fairy sword manifested, dazzling, and slashed towards the fallen queen.

Ye Chen stared at it, recognizing the colorful fairy sword.

It was the Sword of Immortal Execution, and he would not forget it even if it killed him.

His eyes were blood red, and he watched helplessly as the Immortal Execution Sword slashed at the Empress, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, the mood was turbulent, and it suddenly collapsed.

Ye Chen's mind returned, his eyes opened and closed, without saying a word, he spurted blood, and passed out on the spot.

Although he fainted, Di Jue flew out from between his eyebrows.

It seems to have a spirit, radiates fairy light, buzzes and vibrates, and it seems to be screaming, crying for its master.

It flew away, crossed the river, swept over the mountains, like a ray of light, and sank into the Huangquan restricted area.

Eh?

A squeak sounded in the Huangquan restricted area, and the entire restricted area trembled.

In the mountains, Ye Chen was still fainting, seeing what he shouldn't have seen, was backlashed.

Fortunately, there was Di Jue who carried most of the backlash for him, otherwise, his Taoism would have vanished.

He slept long enough this time, from morning to night, but he still didn't wake up.

At the foot of the mountain, the old monk was still kneeling in front of the tomb, looking lonely, sad, and sometimes smirking.

Two hundred years later, he came back, but he had no relatives. His parents and relatives had long since become the dust of history.

Behind him, the child who changed the emperor with Ye Chen sat there, holding his chin in his two little hands, "Grandpa, I have a small house, come with me!"

At night, the small village fell into tranquility, and sometimes there would be children's babbling noises.

It is night here, but the dawn is already ushering in Zhongzhou, which is thousands of miles away.

"Ye Chen, if you want to save your old friend, come to Zhutian Mountain."

As soon as the sky was bright, there was a sound of laughter spreading all over the place.

This faint smile, mixed with the power of cultivation, merged with great supernatural powers, spread unrestrictedly, and never dissipated for a long time.

Zhongzhou was shaken, and it was no wonder that there had been no news of the Holy Communion for a long time. Hearing this, I was somewhat surprised.

The clouds moved in all directions, all following the source of the sound.

When they arrived at the foot of Zhutian Mountain, what they saw was a bloody scene.

But in front of the Tianshan Mountains, there is a huge stone platform with a radius of ten thousand feet.

There are copper pillars standing on the stone platform, and a person is locked on each copper pillar, with hair disheveled and blood and bones dripping.

At the end of the stone platform, there is a row of ancient thrones. On each throne, there is one person sitting, and they are all among them.

Compared to the people who were locked, they were all leisurely, reclining on the throne.

In the same way, the corners of their mouths were drenched in abusive smiles, and their eyes were full of gloomy light, tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

"Yes, it's all the enemies of the Holy Body." Those who arrived first glanced at the Immortal Clan God Son and the others, and couldn't help sighing.

"Who are those locked up!"

"Obviously, they are all old friends of Ye Chen. They couldn't find the Holy Body, so they caught his old friend."

"It's another siege against the Eucharist. I don't know if the Eucharist can break the game. I'm looking forward to it."

"It goes without saying that it will definitely break the game."

"The Holy Communion has come all the way, and everything it does is against the sky."

Many people counted with their fingers: Xuanxing Xinghai, Yaochi event, Donghuang ancient city, ancient ruins, wanted in the southern region, Western desert besieged and killed... .

From Ye Chen to Xuanhuang, every place will be lively, and every place will be murdered, once more.

Don't say, just picking one out is against the sky, and no one else can do it except the Holy Body.

"Ye Chen, you can't come." On the copper pillar, both Hengyue and Hengtian were struggling, and their voices were hoarse.

Their cultivation base has been abolished, and their eyes are extremely dim.

The same goes for other reincarnated people, who are forbidden to move.

If they could commit suicide, they would go to Huangquan Road without hesitation.

Everyone in Da Chu knows Ye Chen. If he knows, he will definitely come.

But they didn't want Ye Chen to come, this was a dead end, Ye Chen had suffered too much, and he couldn't lose his life for them.

"Are you sure he will come?" During the discussion, the Immortal Clan God Child glanced at Feng Xian beside him.

"I know him very well, and he will definitely come." Feng Xian grinned, gnashing his teeth, his face full of resentment.

"In this way, I will call him back and forth." Numerous gods smiled grimly, and their eyes were full of cold light.