Chapter 961 God's Pilgrimage Son

Ye Chen left, quietly, on the way back to Hengyue.

His childhood was indeed a bloody memory. No one knew about that memory, including Ji Ningshuang and Chu Xuan.

He used to be weak, and he understood very early how cruel this seemingly bright and beautiful world is, and the ugliness of human nature has created a picture of misery. Rao is now that he can't help shaking when he thinks of it occasionally. .

Only after you have really experienced it can you understand how wonderful it is to be so-called comfort, so-called food and clothing.

Therefore, he longs for peace in the world. For this great wish, he can become as cruel and ruthless as the laws of this world. He needs iron and blood means to achieve his goals, even if his back is covered with blood and bones, even if he bears eternal infamy.

Of course, standing at today's height, possessing today's cultivation, and bearing today's glory, has left him confused more than once.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

Times are changing, but the laws of the world remain the same.

Today, he is also deceiving himself and others like the emperors of the dynasties. The so-called ambition of peace in the world is a joke from beginning to end.

After experiencing the vicissitudes of life and seeing many ugly worlds, he really understood that it is not the unity of the world that is peaceful, the world is full of too much helplessness, and he can't even control his own destiny, so what is the peace of mind.

He stopped, raised his head slightly, and quietly looked at the ethereal sky.

The breeze was blowing lightly, stirring his white hair, but he regretted that his body was as tough as a monument. He was like a statue, standing between heaven and earth.

"How long are you going to stay with me?" He didn't know when, his voice was a little hoarse.

When the words fell, the space not far behind him trembled slightly.

The next moment, a beautiful figure came out of the space, and upon closer inspection, it was Haotian Shiyue.

"You knew I was following you?" Haotian Shiyue pursed her lips and looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and still looked at the sky quietly.

His silence made Haotian Shiyue a little embarrassed. The question he asked before was indeed a bit ridiculous.

Who is he, the Holy Master of the Heavenly Court, the real quasi-heavenly peak peak powerhouse.

And she is just an empty and underworld realm. With such a flawed tracking, ordinary quasi-heaven realms can easily perceive it, let alone a Ye Chen who used to fight against millions of cultivators?

She came slightly, stood beside Ye Chen, raised her cheeks, and looked at the ethereal virtual sky, "What are you looking at."

"Look at the ruthless sky, how long will you play us?" Ye Chen said lightly.

"Playing...playing us." Haotian Shiyue was stunned, confused, and couldn't understand what Ye Chen was talking about.

"Go back!" Ye Chen withdrew his gaze, without explaining too much, and stepped onto the vast land again.

Uh, Haotian Shiyue nodded lightly. Although she was inquiring, she consciously followed Ye Chen's footsteps. If Ye Chen is fast, she will be fast, if Ye Chen is slow, she will be slow, and she looks left and right all the way. I don't know if I'm pretending to be stupid, or I'm just stupid.

Well...!

I don't know how long it took before I heard a pain from her, maybe she was walking too fast, but she didn't notice that Ye Chen had stopped and slammed into Ye Chen's back.

How hard is the holy body of the ancient holy body, although it is flesh and blood, but she seems to have hit a steel plate, and her entire forehead is purple, not only embarrassing, but also painful.

"You stop and don't say a word." Haotian Shiyue kept rubbing her forehead.

Of course, Ye Chen did not respond to his slander.

At this moment, he was staring at the darkness ahead with his eyes slightly narrowed, and his brows also wrinkled.

For some reason, looking at the darkness, he actually felt a palpitating feeling. Although that feeling was not as tyrannical as the pressure Hongchen put on him, it still made him feel cold.

The next moment, a gust of breeze blew, but it had an ice-cold murderous intent.

Suddenly, Ye Chen turned sideways, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Haotian Shiyue's slender waist.

you.....!

The sudden scene made Haotian Shiyue stunned. She wanted to say something, but found that Ye Chen was already holding her, and instantly stepped back hundreds of feet.

Zheng!

Just after they walked for less than a third of a second, the place where they were standing was torn apart by the space of a pitch-black killing sword.

In an instant, Haotian Shiyuehua's face paled, and she still hasn't reacted.

Ye Chen stopped, even though he avoided the fatal blow, there was still a bloodstain on his chest, and a dark light flickered on the wound, dissolving his energy.

break!

Ye Chen snorted softly in his heart, and the power of blood, the principles of Dao, and the source of the Holy Body all came out, annihilating the murderous intention of that sword in the body.

"His bloodline." Ye Chen stared at that piece of heaven and earth with a cold expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Silence the divine body, the holy son of the killer god dynasty."

"Heavenly Lord, the name really lives up to its reputation." The voice of a faint smile sounded, ethereal and cold, even Ye Chen couldn't catch the source of the sound. The strange movement made Ye Chen look awe-inspiring.

"With your cultivation base and identity, are you not afraid of being ridiculed by future generations?" Ye Chen said lightly, and a gossip pattern appeared under his feet, covering Haotian Shiyue together.

"Marven Ye, you're very smart." The faint laughter came again, "You are qualified to be my opponent."

"Is this a declaration of war?" Ye Chen's words were still flat.

"What do you think?" God Chao Shengzi smiled faintly.

"That junior is really honored." Ye Chen said, the innate qi armor was also turned on, and even Haotian Shiyue was covered with the qi armor, because the holy son of the gods was too strong.

"I don't like a confrontation without a challenge." The voice of the pilgrim pilgrims continued to drift away, "On the day of the nine suns, Dongling Guyuan, bring your Six Paths Immortal Wheel Eyes, I will wait for you to fight."

The killer god pilgrimage left, but that ethereal voice persisted for a long time between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen looked solemn, quietly watching the darkness.

He knew very well that without the Six Paths Immortal Wheel Eyes, he was no match for the Son of God, because he couldn't capture the figure of the Son of God.

Moreover, just with the blow just now, he clearly sensed a mysterious power from the movement of the Holy Son of God, and that power was somewhat similar to Xianlun Tianzhao, touching the realm of space-time and half-time.

This kind of movement secret technique that touches the space-time domain is far above the level of space movement.

In the past, when the Holy Son of God was in the imaginary realm, he almost killed Zhongli in the quasi-heaven realm. Now, the Holy Son of God is at the peak of the quasi-heaven. He is also in possession of the lore-killing secret technique and anti-sky supernatural powers. He wants to fight against him. He, he needs the help of the Six Paths Immortal Wheel Eyes.

"He... he is the pilgrim son of the killer god?" When Ye Chen frowned, Haotian Shiyue grabbed Ye Chen's arm nervously, looking at the darkness with a pale expression.

"Comparable to the kings of the dynasties." Ye Chen took a deep breath and took a step.

"Then...then will he slaughter in the Southern Chu Heavenly Court?" Haotian Shiyue hurriedly followed, "Even you are not his opponent, let alone others."

"Won't."

"Are you so sure?"

"How can an unparalleled killer kill an unknown person?" Ye Chen said lightly.

"That's true." Haotian Shiyue smiled shyly.

Ye Chen didn't speak any more, but just walked unhurriedly.

Beside him, Haotian Shiyue held his arm tightly, and her strength was not too small.

She seemed to be frightened, and sometimes she would look left and right, for fear that another killer would suddenly appear. In this dark world, because of the appearance of the Holy Son of God, no matter how she looked, she felt that many pairs of eyes were staring at her.

Ye Chen was silent, but did not push away her jade hand.

Although he has not accepted the Haotian family, if she is in danger, he will protect her with his life.

The night fell silent again.

The two walked in the vast world, leaving two sloping backs.

Ye Chen remained silent all the way, but Haotian Shiyue, who was on the side, went to peek at him more than once, and every time he looked, his expression would be dazed for a moment, thinking that he was not holding Ye Chen, but Qin feather.

Subconsciously, she let go of her jade hand, lowered her eyes slightly, and became extremely quiet.

Fantasy is beautiful, reality is cruel, what she thinks is what she thinks, Haotian Chenye is Haotian Chenye, and she will never become Qin Yu, the killing god because of her fantasy.

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