Eight Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters Sky Burial

The night sky is deep, broken stars like dust.

A figure carrying a sack rushed into a stretch of mountains, sneaking like a thief.

This person, needless to say, is Ye Chen's bitch.

After coming out of Yama Mountain, this fellow ran wildly for more than 800 miles, and then he fell down in this mountain where there are few people and no birds, and escaped into the ground for more than 300 meters before stopping.

"The witty me, I did another big vote." Putting down the sack he was carrying, Ye Chen smiled treacherously.

As he said that, he poured out all the treasures in the sack, and the whole piled up into a mountain. There were spiritual grasses, spiritual tools, and spiritual pills. All of them were overflowing with divine light, illuminating the dark underground.

Next, there was a constant clanging sound from the ground.

This guy ran around in front of the mountain of treasures, took away all the spirit grass and spirit pills, leaving only the piles of spirit tools.

The next moment, he summoned the Chaos Divine Cauldron and suspended it above the spiritual tool.

break!

With Ye Chen's light snort, the Chaos God Cauldron suddenly trembled, the air of chaos overflowed, and the Heavenly Character of Dunjia branded on it began to run, and the heavenly sounds intertwined by the avenues could still be vaguely heard.

And as the Chaos God Cauldron trembled, the spiritual tools below were crushed and shattered at the same time.

Next, from those broken spiritual tools, there were continuous threads of light flying out of different colors, intertwined and intertwined with each other, pulled by the Chaos Divine Cauldron, and constantly branded in the Cauldron.

These light threads are the essence of the weapons of the spiritual weapon, and Ye Chen used their essence to refine the Chaos God Cauldron.

After a long time, the soldiers of many spiritual weapons were absorbed by Chaos Divine Cauldron.

hum! hum! hum!

In the ground, the humming sound of Chaos God Cauldron continued.

At this moment, it is so extraordinary, huge and heavy, simple and natural, no bright colors, no dazzling divine light, the so-called big ingenuity, which describes his current form, it is like a return to the original. People seem ordinary, but they are terrifying and domineering. First launch https:// https://

After doing this, Ye Chen sat directly under the Chaos God Cauldron.

The Chaos Divine Cauldron trembled lightly, and the power of the many bloodlines sealed in it poured out, one after another, colorful, like a colorful waterfall.

The power of the special bloodline contains vast essences. Since it is a gift from the gods, they will not be ordinary blood. There is a fusion of Taoism, and there is also a little source of power from heaven and earth. It is a supreme treasure.

Ye Chen was under the Chaos God Cauldron, his shirt had cracked, revealing his bronze-colored skin, and the pores all over his body seemed to be breathing, swallowing the essence of blood and spitting out the dross of blood.

He sat in meditation like an old monk, motionless, allowing the essence of many bloodlines to purify his body, and the way of bloodlines merged into his chaotic way.

This is a wonderful picture. The dark subterranean splendor is gushing out, the clouds are steaming, the white mist is lingering, and the power of blood is flowing.

The power of the bloodline entered the body, like the vast river and sea, turbulent in Ye Chen's body, blended with his holy body bloodline, nourished his limbs and bones, and purified his eight extraordinary meridians.

At some point, his windless white hair, swayed by the power of blood, returned to its original black strand by strand, like a waterfall flowing, each strand flashing with dazzling golden light.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, showing mysterious pictures.

It adds a touch of splendor to this inaccessible mountain, and makes the dark night less boring.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

............

Yama Mountain, in front of the ruins.

The dark figures stood, but they all bowed their heads, not daring to make a sound, and what's more, their bodies were still shaking.

Among the ruins, the blood god stood like a monument, which would never collapse. Under the dark night, his eyes as vast as the stars quickly converged into a cold and terrifying light.

Who is it?

After all, Xue Zun said, just a word, the earth turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flying air was frozen into ice slag.

...........

At the bottom of the mountains, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes as a mouthful of turbid air was spit out.

Immediately, two rays of divine light that seemed to be substantive shot out from his eyes, poking out two large holes in the underground rock wall. They were the appearance of Dao, but they appeared in the form of divine light.

Soon, the divine brilliance of his body converged in his body, and the eyes that were as vast as the deep starry sky also returned to normal, and they became ancient well without waves.

Really good fortune!

Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely, and the source of the Holy Body integrated with the power of many bloodlines gave him a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze, and had an unprecedented intimacy with heaven and earth.

go!

Feeling refreshed, Ye Chen turned over and jumped up, like a ray of divine light rushing out of the ground, heading straight for one side.

I don't know when, he stopped in front of a vast ancient city.

From a distance, the ancient city is like a giant mountain, majestic, standing on this land like a symbol.

This ancient city is the ancient city of celestial burial.

Long ago, this ancient city was a little-known ancient town, and it was not called the ancient city of celestial burial.

According to legend, before the Heavenly Burial Emperor was crowned the emperor, he used to enlighten the world here, attracting famous people from all over the world. After many years, the ancient town continued to grow, and this evolved into an ancient city, and the ancient city of Heavenly Burial came from this.

As for why Ye Chen came here, it was naturally to investigate the matter of his death.

The last conversation with Yiqi Sanqing before his death was in the ancient city of burial in the sky. After that, he died. So far, Ye Chen has not been able to transform into a Taoist body.

Before, because of the matter of the Haotian family, he couldn't get away from it, so he came to take a look today, and vowed to clear the clouds and solve the many doubts in his heart.

Thinking in his heart, he has already stepped into the ancient city of celestial burial.

When he entered his eyes, what he saw was a huge human-shaped stone statue about 100 feet high. His figure was majestic and his back was like a mountain. Although it was a stone statue, his depiction was lifelike, like a real person.

Heavenly Burial Emperor!

Ye Chen murmured, even though it was a stone statue, there was still a lot of awe in his heart.

That was the emperor who once unified this land and suppressed the ghost clan by means of reaching the sky. His legends are all myths.

Looking at it, Ye Chen's eyes were a little dazed, and there was an inexplicable trace of sadness in his heart. The former emperor, even though his legends were all myths, turned into a handful of loess after all.

As Taixu Gulong said, this is a ridiculous and desolate way to conquer the sky, and no one is the real winner.

"I heard it! In order to explain to the major families in Northern Chu, the Bloodthirsty Palace killed more than a dozen pavilion masters."

In the end, Ye Chen's thoughts were interrupted by the words from the restaurant.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze from the stone statue, Ye Chen lifted his foot and walked away.

As for the chaos in Northern Chu, this is what he wants. There is no way. In order to buy time for Nan Chu to build the city wall, he needs to use conspiracy and tricks.

Facts have proved that his method is still very successful, at least to allow the bloodthirsty hall and the major families of Northern Chu to have a gap with each other, and it is basically impossible to unite in a short period of time.

Next, Ye Chen continued to haunt any corner of the ancient city of celestial burial, looking for any clues that the Taoist body might leave behind.

Of course, what disappointed him was that he didn't find the slightest clue. The only thing he could be sure of was that the Taoist body had been here. As for what happened next, he had no clue at all.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

The night gradually deepened.

The prosperous ancient city of celestial burial began to fall into silence. On the quiet street, there were only three or two drunken alcoholics walking staggeringly.

Here, Ye Chen has given up hope, holding the jug, and walking on the silent street boredly.

I don't know when, he was slowly stopped.

From a distance, he saw an elderly man under the stone statue of the Heavenly Burial Emperor, holding a broom in his hand. At this moment, he was cleaning the fallen leaves that were flying under the stone statue. Although his movements were not fast, he was very patient.

Diva?

Ye Chen murmured, although he never saw the old man's face, he still recognized who it was from his bloodline.

Although Difan is very old, but there is a vast power hidden in his body. This is the bloodline of the descendant of the emperor, which cannot be concealed. Ordinary monks may not recognize it, but he can see it at a glance.

Although there were some surprises, Ye Chen was not too shocked.

Difan, the direct descendant of the Heavenly Burial Emperor, was sealed as early as tens of thousands of years ago, but despite the vicissitudes of life, he is still the child of the Heavenly Burial Emperor, and it is reasonable to sweep the tomb of the Heavenly Burial Emperor now.

However, Ye Chen can understand Difan's state of mind. The seal is like a dream. It has been tens of thousands of years since he woke up.

Subconsciously, Ye Chen moved his footsteps, stopped when he was three feet away from Difan, and bowed respectfully, "I have seen senior."

Hearing this, Difan stopped and turned around slightly. His old eyes were cloudy and full of the vicissitudes of the years. His smile was gentle, just like an ordinary old grandfather, without the slightest killing intent. .

In the end, Di Fan didn't speak, he slowly turned around, holding a broom in his hand, and continued to sweep the falling leaves.

Seeing this, Ye Chen wanted to leave, but as soon as he lifted his footsteps, his heart trembled violently.

Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the side.

There, it was dark, but there were heavy footsteps. To outsiders, the footsteps were not surprising, but in the ears of the top experts, the footsteps were rumbling.

Involuntarily, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, staring there.

He couldn't see the road ahead clearly, but he knew how powerful the man who was about to come out of the darkness was, stepping on the Dao Accumulation of Heaven and Earth at every step.

After all, he saw the coming person, tall and straight, with black hair and a shawl, and his eyes were as vast as the stars, making people unable to see the end at a glance.

Ghost King!