Chapter 3179: What Is the Crime of the Common People?

Chapter 3179

The bang of the emperor's calamity, I don't know when it will be annihilated, I can only see the blood and bones of the emperor, swaying in the sky, a heavenly emperor's calamity, the battle is extremely fierce, the main thing is God's face, the emperor's law emerges endlessly, defying the sky like him , and was almost wiped out.

Fortunately, he survived, and the heavens added another emperor, and it was not an ordinary emperor.

On this point, one can see from the relationship between him and Ye Chen that the ninth life that can shake the world, his former first life, will not be so weak.

"I am very optimistic about him."

Too many heavenly emperors stroked their beards with meaningful expressions, waiting for the emperor to recover.

Then, practice with him.

There is no other reason, only because Emperor Zun is born exactly the same as a certain holy body. Anyone who sees his face will inexplicably itch, but they can't beat Ye Chen and they recognize it. If they beat Emperor Zun, then it's another story.

Not only the Heavenly Emperor, but the Zhunhuang Emperor also has such thoughts, stronger than the Heavenly Court God Venerable, no exception.

As a result, when Emperor Zun walked down Cang Miao, he always felt chilly all over his body.

Don't look at those old guys, all of them are pleased, but in fact, they are all thinking about beating him?

"very nice."

On the Primordial Jade Girl Peak, Ye Xingchen spoke deeply, as did Ye Chen's former Taoists.

Their appearance is not very beautiful, looking up, they all have disheveled hair like a chicken coop, all of them have bruised noses and swollen faces, and there are footprints all over their bodies.

That's right, it was hammered.

Since they came from the primordial prehistoric times, they have been beaten every day, and the old guys who hammered them are very capricious, and the reason is surprisingly the same: Seeing you are very uncomfortable.

For this, they should know the reason. The main reason is that the face was carved out of the same mold as Ye Chen. The emperors couldn't do Ye Chen, so they took them for surgery.

"I want to go home."

Ye Xingchen covered his face and said.

This place is too dangerous, and the deity doesn't care about them. The reason for throwing it out is also the high-end atmosphere: people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not like to cut.

Speaking of Ye Chen,

It is the quietest side in the primordial prehistoric world. It has not woken up to this day. It is like a stone statue, lying quietly on the clouds, with frequent visions and resounding voices.

The Empress looked at it for a long time, then turned around and went straight to a vortex. Before leaving, she still cast a barrier on the top of the ancient peak.

The main reason is that there are too many restless emperors in the ancient prehistoric times, the kind that Ye Chen is not very happy with, you can't let them come and make trouble, it doesn't matter if you hit the holy body, if it disturbs Ye Chen's enlightenment, then it's nonsense.

Behind him, Ye Chen trembled suddenly. In a deep sleep, he frowned slightly, as if he had a nightmare.

"This is...where."

Ye Chen murmured, his consciousness drifted away.

It took a long time to see that he regained his clarity, and looked around in confusion, only to realize that he was in a starry sky.

He looked and looked again and again, determined to live in the future, only knowing that this is vast and boundless, and you can see stars one by one, like flowers competing for beauty, shining with various colors of light, and there are even star sand wandering, drifting to unknown distances.

It is not accurate to say that it is a starry sky. It should be a universe, which is quite similar to the heavens. It is also vast, ancient and profound. When you are in it, you can't feel awe.

moo...!

While watching, he suddenly heard the lowing of a cow, which was forceful and lengthy, and he subconsciously tilted his head when he heard it.

As far as the eye can see, it is a green bull, carrying an old man with a white beard on its back, strolling in the starry sky, sometimes stopping to look around.

"Monk."

Ye Chen murmured.

He called, only to realize that the other party couldn't hear him. To him, this universe should belong to the artistic conception, and he is an illusory existence.

The green bull didn't stop, but carried the old man on its back, passed through his body, and walked towards the depths of the universe with vigorous steps.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and walked slowly.

There are many figures in the starry sky, all cultivators, like a rainbow of gods, passing through the sky, no cultivation level can be seen, no one can see through the origin, and no one stops to look at him.

Ye Chen is a novelty, stepping into an ancient star, there are many mountains in the star, long rivers and rivers, and ancient trees and vegetation are quite lush.

Here, there are also majestic ancient cities and fairy mountains shrouded in clouds and mists. There are many creatures, mortals or monks, showing a prosperous scene.

"Peace and prosperity."

Ye Chen smiled and went to many corners. There was no gunpowder, no bloody war, and the weather was peaceful.

However, when he enters the starry sky again, he will see wars and chaos, which makes him laugh. Where there are people, there will be disputes, or interests or desires, and intrigues.

Ye Chen didn't pay too much attention, and continued to walk, like a tourist, leaving no trace of the place he passed, and the universe and the people here would not change in the slightest because of him.

He didn't know when he stopped.

Where we are now is a continent. There is a majestic mountain. On the top of the peak, there is an old man with white hair cross-legged. Looking at the surroundings below the mountain, it is full of people, densely packed, full of awe. Looking at the expression of the old man with white hair, it is like looking at a god. like that.

"What is the way?"

"Tao is everything, and Tao is everything."

"Everything in the world can be done."

The old man has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his words are ethereal. Every word is full of Taoism and truth, and everyone who listens to it is immersed in it.

Ye Chen smiled and listened.

This mountain should be the dojo of the old man, and the people below should be disciples and grandchildren. As a senior, he is passing on scriptures and teachings to the younger generation.

It is undeniable that the old man's comprehension of Tao is still extremely high, and he has a lot of words. Even he was greatly inspired after listening to it. It should be the power of this universe. It is the emperor.

Facts have proved that his guess is true. Although the white-haired old man restrained his coercion, he could not hide a certain kind of Dao Yun. At his level, seeing Dao Yun was far more real than seeing cultivation base.

It's a pity that this old man is in his old age, showing signs of decay, his Dao roots are already decaying, if he has no chance to advance, he will turn into dust.

"There is only one Supreme."

Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly, and he could see the so-called imprints of the emperor's way through nothingness. There were so many of them, but only the old man's imprint of the emperor's way was the strongest.

Such a situation is quite similar to the heavens back then. The ancient emperors were either buried or left. With the passage of time, the brand suppression gradually weakened, but it will never dissipate. Only the brand of the new emperor is the strongest.

When he saw it, the white-haired old man had already got up. He had preached for three days, and finally ended. He was probably tired, so he waved his hand lightly, then turned and left.

Down below, the listeners are still not satisfied. Many people have epiphany, and even more people frown slightly. There must be a lot of confusion and they need to continue to study.

Ye Chen raised his foot and followed the old man, the supreme being of the universe, he was indeed extremely old, his origin was decaying, his life energy was also exhausted, he didn't know how long he had lived, but traces of the vicissitudes of life could be seen from his aged back.

Ye Chen silently followed, the deadline is approaching, the world may not know, he will see the Supreme off.

His following, the old man didn't know it, walked away step by step with old steps, sometimes stopped in the sky, and would also freeze in the mountains. It took a long time to see him, and the cloudy old eyes, apart from nostalgia, It is vicissitudes.

Ye Chen watched silently.

He empathizes with the state of mind of the old man. In his later years, his lifespan will end, and the roads he walks and the places he goes to may have been traveled before, and he wants to see it again before he dies.

This kind of situation is very similar to his back then, and his time is approaching, he can't find the way to prove the Tao, and he will always walk alone in the dead of night, remembering his glorious life.

The white-haired old man left again.

Ye Tiandi followed.

When the two reappeared, it was a mountain forest, no one was seen, it was quiet and quiet, and there was no disturbance in the world.

In the depths of the mountain forest, there is an old tomb with overgrown grass on the side of the tombstone, and the words engraved on it are mottled and hard to see clearly.

"Blood Lord, I'm here to see you."

The old man smiled, his voice hoarse, took a jug of dirty wine, and sprinkled it under the tombstone.

From his eyes, there is no hatred or anger, but more nostalgia and vicissitudes, sometimes in a trance.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, just watched quietly. He didn't know who the blood venerable was. It was probably the old man's opponent or enemy. He was buried in the loess. He would never have thought that after endless years, there would be an old man Old Supreme, come to worship him.

"Back then, you had a divine appearance that surpassed the world."

"Amazing as you are, you can't escape the majesty of the world."

"I'm old too."

The old man spoke one after another, and he didn't know if he was talking to himself, or to his former opponent, after all, after a lifetime of fighting, it was nothing more than a fistful of loess.

What the old man said was three days.

He reappeared in a peach blossom grove, he paid homage to his opponent, and also came to pay homage to his former beauty, his old eyes were filled with muddy tears.

Along the way, the old Supreme Being seemed rather hesitant, with an ancient confusion.

Looking around, I don't see half of the people from back then, the long life span, the death of relatives and old friends, the unprecedented loneliness.

Ye Chen also understands this state of mind.

The old man started on the road again, stopping and going, passing through the mountains and rivers, and the Cangyuan and plains.

Time is like a knife cutting Tianjiao.

Ye Chen followed, sighing with emotion all the way, the old man's body reflected the slanting rays of the setting sun, so what about the supreme being, it was hard to resist the erosion of time.

"home."

The old man's voice was hoarse, and he walked into a small city, but he didn't see half of the monks, they were all mortals.

The world is lively.

Entering the small town, there are shouts and hawkers, and people on the streets are bustling with people, showing prosperity, but in the eyes of the old man, things have long changed.

The old man stopped again, set up the table, put on the divination outfit, hung up the white cloth engraved with gossip, he was no longer a high-ranking supreme being, but an ordinary fortune teller.

This should be his old profession.

If he hadn't been on the journey of cultivating immortals by mistake back then, he would have already become a piece of ashes in history. No one would remember him, let alone the myths and legends.

Ye Chen was sitting beside him.

He has also done fortune-telling business. In the past, he was transformed into a mortal for a hundred years, and he was also in the world of mortals, watching the various states of life.

This time, let him go.

This old lord should have found his home, and he wants to return to his roots in his hometown.

He is still the tourist.

Just like the old man, he also stopped and walked, still not knowing where it was, only knowing that this universe is more extraordinary than imagined, vast and boundless, from his point of view, it is bigger than the heavens.

He goes far enough.

The so-called time, to him, seems to have no concept, only flowers wither and bloom, year after year, spent in the artistic conception.

There was a moment when he stopped on the top of the mountain, looking up and staring quietly, the light in his eyes was quite deep.

Under his peeping, the universe is decaying, the source is gradually disappearing, the lush flowers and trees are also withering bit by bit, and the majestic vitality is becoming more depressed.

After a long time, he stepped into the starry sky, and as he saw, every ancient star filled with life, like flowers and plants, was gradually dying. It was originally a bright star halo, but it was quite dimmer.

"End of the era?"

Ye Chen murmured in his heart, but shook his head lightly. He didn't see the way of heaven. It's not the end of the world, but the spiritual power of the universe is being wiped out.

Perhaps in a hundred years, the aura of heaven and earth will be exhausted, and so-called monks will only exist in legends, and this universe may also be completely destroyed with the vicissitudes of time.

boom!

The sudden rumbling sound made him look up again, and he could see lightning and thunder in the sky, cracks in space tearing apart, black hole vortex suddenly appearing, swallowing the star sand.

Then, there is a hand that covers the sky. It is not accurate to say that it covers the sky. It should cover the entire universe. Not to mention the world, even Ye Chen can't help but tremble when he sees it. This time, the huge hand can cover the entire universe. In the universe, even the female emperor may not be able to do it!

He also only saw the hand covering the sky, but he didn't know who it belonged to. He only knew that the hand represented destruction, and before it really fell, he saw the starry sky collapse and the stars exploded.

boom! Rumble!

The starry sky was no longer peaceful, and in the midst of destruction, it became a land of death, continents fell apart, and the blasted gravel was crushed into ashes.

Ye Chen frowned and looked around, although it was far away, he could see the expressions of the creatures.

The confusion of mortals, the fear of immortals, and the astonishment of the strong are all vividly interpreted.

"What is the crime of the common people?"

The roar suddenly broke out, vicissitudes and hoarseness, resounding throughout the universe, full of resentment and hatred.

Looking from a distance, I realized that it was the old man whose life was dying, the only supreme being in this universe, who had rushed out of the small town of mortals and went straight to the sky.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and he looks even older. At least in Ye Chen's view, he has few days to live. He is obviously the Supreme, but his body is full of lifelessness, and his cloudy old eyes can no longer see the light of clarity. Waiting for others, half of the body has been buried in the ground for safety.

"What is the crime of the common people?"

The old supreme roared, it was a roar from the soul, glaring at Cang Miao, glaring at the big hand that covered the sky.

At that moment, he faded from his old age and returned to his youth. It should be the blood sacrifice of his remaining life essence in exchange for the last ultimate sublimation.

His vicissitudes of life are majestic, like a monument. From him, what Ye Chen sees are legends and myths, and a road paved with blood and bones. The final battle was performed perfectly.

It's a pity that even though he was sublimated to the utmost, he was still not enough to see. Under the hands of the ruined Zhetian, he was instantly wiped out.

"What is the crime of the common people?"

Ye Chen was also asking, the sadness in his eyes, such a prosperous world, such a beautiful mountain and river, were all wiped out into nothingness by that ruthless hand.

This universe turned into dust.

Ye Chen was a witness, witnessed its prosperity, and also witnessed its destruction. Pieces of fragments were melted into the palm of the hand by that big hand, and refined into a golden ancient character.

That is a word for "Tao".

Although the word "Tao" is shining brightly, but in Ye Chen's eyes, it is scarlet and dazzling.

Just because it is stained with the blood of all living beings.