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Because of Ye Chen's nirvana, the entire primordial prehistoric world was full of rumblings, with lightning and thunder sometimes seen, but compared with the vision of the performance, the so-called thunder and lightning were just decorations.
The vision of the Holy Body is the most mysterious and unique among all bloodlines. From that ancient vision, one can always see the pictures of the beginning of chaos, where all things grow, are arranged in an orderly manner, and there are rules. Evolution is a reflection of the way of heaven.
If the holy devil, it can represent the words of heaven.
The Eucharist, the same.
It's just that the Holy Demon only represents the way of heaven, and the Holy Body, while reflecting the way of heaven, is also backed by all living beings.
Therefore, the Eucharist, in a certain sense, is a collection of contradictions. It has certain wills of heaven and also carries the will of the common people.
I don't know when, the sky will fall into peace.
Ye Chen stepped down from Cang Miao, the whole body's divine light and the law of entanglement all converged in the body and returned to the original form. He, in white clothes and white hair, came from a myth, no one knows... What is he? Back to basics several times.
He landed in the Milky Way again.
The Supreme Beings were still unfinished, and many went to see Ye Chen from a distance, like a stone statue, coiled on the edge of the Milky Way.
"It can be stressful."
Empress Donghua was also there, smiling sideways.
"If you see the Holy Ancestor."
Emperor Huang smiled, got up and came to the Milky Way side, and the word "Saint Ancestor" in his mouth was quite real.
It seems that Ye Chen is the one who opened up the world... The first holy body, no matter the bloodline or the source of the gods, is the highest purity, regardless of the realm of cultivation, just in this field, it will completely crush him and be holy. The body, the pressure from Ye Chen's blood, he felt the most clearly, and the depression made him breathless.
Empress Donghua did not follow her, she gently flicked her hand and brought Zi Xuan, who was hiding under a tree in the distance, to her.
Zi Xuan has been peeping there since the ancient times, and Empress Donghua, who is the Emperor of Heaven, can feel it.
That's her remnant,
In other words, it was a drop of blood that she shed during the war that year, and after countless years of precipitation, a trace of wisdom was born, and she also performed a trace of soul, so that today's Zi Xuan is born.
For example, the king and the dragon are basically the same. It is not that the emperor is buried, and there is a remnant soul. Perhaps it is also a drop of blood that raises the wisdom, and the wisdom becomes the remnant soul.
"Female... female emperor."
Zi Xuan lowered her head and lowered her eyes, her fingers clasped together, like a child who made a mistake, her voice was trembling, and her delicate body was trembling.
Wrong, she did make a mistake.
The remnant soul of the emperor inherits the memory of the empress, as well as the love of the empress, falling in love with the person who shouldn't love.
"Girl, don't be afraid."
Empress Donghua smiled softly, stretched out her jade hand, and brushed away Zi Xuan's drooping hair, like an older sister, stroking her younger sister's cheek.
"I will take you away.... everything about the emperor."
Empress Donghua laughed.
At that moment, Zi Xuan cried, tears streaming down her face, she couldn't cry, there was such a... unprecedented fear that drowned her heart.
Taking away everything about the emperor is no different from death.
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of forgetting a person named Di Huang, because of that love, she knows the meaning of life.
She never extravagantly asked... Di Huang could take a look at her among all beings, only to be among all beings... look at him silently.
Her long-cherished wish was nothing more than that.
"Zixuan belongs to the Empress, and it's time to return to its roots."
Zi Xuan raised her head abruptly, smiling with emotion and tears. It was the first time she saw Yueshang, and it was also the first time that she looked directly at Di Huang's lover. In her hazy eyes, there was envy and humility that could not be concealed.
In the end, she was just a remnant of a soul.
For so many years, she has been like a thief, stealing the empress's love and secretly loving the emperor Huang of Yueshang.
"I will keep your love."
Empress Donghua smiled.
Saying that, she took back the imprint of the emperor in Zi Xuan's body, swung an invisible sword, and cut off the connection between the deity and the remnant soul.
At that moment, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.
"The Empress."
Zi Xuan hurriedly stepped forward, knowing what the deity had done, and took away everything about the emperor, but kept her love, but cut herself with a knife.
To put it bluntly, the deity returned her freedom.
"Whether you can catch up with him is up to you."
Empress Donghua flicked her hand and sent Zi Xuan to sleep. The emperor's smile was still as gentle, and she gave her the freedom of the remnant soul, that is, gave her the right to love.
Zixuan cried again, tears like rain.
Obviously there is freedom, but it is even more fearful.
"Why so stupid."
Empress Yaochi suddenly manifested and supported Empress Donghua, who was swaying. It was nothing to slash herself with a knife on weekdays. Today, even the Emperor of Heaven couldn't stand it.
Yueshang chuckled lightly, but said nothing.
The emperor is also a human being, and also has selfish intentions. If she is exhausted, she will not survive for three years without absolute nirvana.
She may die or disappear, but her love needs to be continued, and she must always leave a memory for her emperor.
The Empress Yaochi was silent and her mind was in a trance for a moment. She should have remembered an ancient thing. Because of the rules of the Holy Land of Yaochi, she has never been involved in love in her life.
But that doesn't mean she's ruthless.
How many vicissitudes have passed, and I still remember it to this day... Every night in the dead of night, there is always a vicissitudes of life, standing outside the sage of Yaochi, just waiting for her to come out, waiting for her white hair, waiting for her to bend, waiting... is a lifetime.
"How cruel you were back then."
Chen Yi murmured softly.
The person who was waiting for his sister was sent away by him. Even the ancient tombstone has been weathered over the years. Unfortunately, when he arrived, he didn't wait for the person he was waiting for, and he regretted it forever.
Empress Yaochi left, walking further and further away.
Her back is vicissitudes and poignant.
The emperor was not ruthless, but back then, she really took on that infatuated person. If she could come back, no matter what the emperor's position, no sect rule, would be inferior to a word of love in the world.
"Youyue, how many juniors have you harmed!"
The ghost emperor sighed.
As a supreme, the origin of the Yaochi Holy Land, he knows best, but it was the Empress Yaochi who really created the glory, but it started with a woman named Youyue, and the so-called door rules came from her.
"Thanks You Yue didn't meet the old man."
The good-fortune god king stroked his beard and spoke earnestly.
"It's a shame you didn't meet me."
"In the first episode, let her go home to raise a baby."
"Well...reliable."
All the old gods will gather together, and they are old and serious. When they look at the Supreme Beings, they can't help but turn their eyes. To be honest, they are more and more pleasing to the eyes of these juniors. , Leng is played into a funny plot.
Facts have proved that this face! Actually not that important.
Infatuation is useless, and it is useless to wait.
To learn from Ye Chen, learn from Emperor Xuanyuan, and cook rice as early as possible is more straightforward than anything else. How can there be so many regrets in future generations.
"Boss, you also cut yourself a knife!"
Here, Long Ye, Long Wu, Long Yi, in a neat row, squatted in front of Taixu Dragon Emperor, all with their hands in their hands, with round eyes.
Not to brag, the three of them all carried a pig-killing knife in their sleeves. If Emperor Long was afraid of pain, they wouldn't mind doing it themselves.
"Fuck off."
The Dragon Emperor cursed loudly, if it wasn't for these three goods coming to the ancient prehistoric times, he didn't even know that the trace of his soul back then could still create three living treasures.
Especially the one on the far left, who is the most outstanding. He has been a demon twice, once a great emperor, once a heavenly emperor, what a hell of you!
"Man, living for a long time may not be a good thing."
Here, the human king sat beside the human emperor, chirping endlessly, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or speaking to a certain supreme.
The emperor raised his eyebrows, squinted at the emperor, looked from the head to the feet, and then looked at the head from the feet.
I had known that my remnant soul had become a spiritual wisdom, but I didn't know that it was such a thing. When I looked at it, my hands were inexplicably itchy.
"Man, living for a long time may not be a good thing."
The king spoke again.
He had repeated this sentence many times.
What do you mean! It's not difficult to understand, just let the emperor go to the ground, and by the way, before leaving, he will be free.
"interesting."
Most of the Supremes are spectators, and they especially value the talent of the King of Humans. To be precise, they all value people from the heavens.
How to say le! The gods who followed Ye Chen to the ancient prehistoric times didn't seem to be very shameless, the old ones were not serious, and the small ones were naughty.
It was brought out by Ye Chen.
No one should refute this conclusion.
Not to mention other things, just say that he gave medicine to the emperors, which ordinary people can't do.
If Ye Chen is here, he must be happy.
His greatest achievement in this life was not to slaughter the emperor, but to bring all the friends of the heavens with great vitality. If he picks out any one, he is all abducted... he is proficient in everything.
The words are divided into two parts, the Emperor Huang has reached the end of the Milky Way.
The closer you get to Ye Chen, the stronger the pressure of a certain bloodline, if he is a small stream, and Ye Chen, it is a vast ocean.
If such a feeling, Hong Yan also has.
Today's Ye Chen, the bloodline is absolutely crushing her, because Ye Chen's purer, the potential divine power of the Eucharist, and because of this nirvana, is gradually inspired.
And that kind of divine power, neither she nor Di Huang possess.
The Eucharist of Lidai also came, and seeing Ye Chen's eyes, there was both relief and surprise.
You said that there are so many congenital holy bodies, none of which can create a precedent, but let this acquired little holy body create an immortal myth. As an ancestor, it is really ashamed.
"I heard that you are the strongest Holy Body in history?"
Ba Yuan put his hands in his hands and glanced at Di Huang.
Emperor Huang coughed dryly, and his expression was not ordinary embarrassment.
The name of the strongest, there used to be.
Back then, when he proved the Tao for Huyue Shang, he alone fought against the five emperors, how powerful! It is well-deserved to be listed as the strongest in the world.
However, since Ye Chen appeared, he obviously didn't deserve that title. Not only was he unworthy, he also fell all the way back to his hometown.
This hometown refers to the bottom.
Throughout this era, there are only three Saints left, one for him, one for Ye Chen, and one for Hongyan. Ye Chen is the peak of the Emperor of Heaven, and Hongyan is the peak of the Great Emperor. It seems that he is the weakest.
The strongest back then is the weakest now, so it's no wonder that it's not embarrassing.
However, after thinking about it carefully, I was relieved.
Ye Chen is a person who defies the sky, a genius and a demon, and is the only one... who has won the Dao of Heaven twice, he considers himself inferior.
As for Hongyan, she may be nothing in itself, but there is a sister who is hanging the sky, a sacrifice, and is pushing her to the top step by step.
And he is responsible for making soy sauce.