Chapter 1753： Emperor Jue

Huang Di Xuanyuan, he actually appeared?

Ye Chen looked at the phantom in front of him, his pupils shrank slightly, and his mind could not be calm for a long time.

As a descendant of Yan and Huang Emperor, Huang Di Xuanyuan's position in China is self-evident.

Seeing this figure in the legend, even Ye Chen couldn't calm down.

"You have been hiding in Xuanyuanjian?"

Ye Chen glanced at Xuanyuanjian, as if thinking of something, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Although Motian is a trace of Daotian's magical thoughts, it is after all related to the inheritance of the ancient gods, and there is no room for surprises, so Xuanyuan Sword left a trace of my distraction."

Xuanyuan smiled and said, "My task is to witness the inheritance of the ancient gods. Now that the inheritance has been obtained by you, my task is about to end, and this divine mind is about to dissipate."

"But before the divine mind dissipates, I still have to explain something to you."

Xuanyuan said softly.

"Senior, please say."

Ye Chen said respectfully.

Xuanyuan's mind moved, and Xuanyuanjian flew over from not far away.

"This Xuanyuan Sword was used by the deity to suppress Motian. Since Motian is dead, you have obtained this Xuanyuan Sword. That is your thing. Xiaolong has become the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword. From now on, I hope you can treat it well. "

Xuanyuan said seriously.

"Xiaolong became the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword?"

Ye Chen was stunned, with a look of surprise on his face, and said in surprise: "The dragon pattern ring..."

"The inheritance in the dragon pattern ring was originally derived from the ancient gods. If you inherit the memory of Daotian, you will naturally have a complete ancient gods. The effect of the dragon pattern ring is not very big. ."

Xuanyuan said with a smile.

Ye Chen nodded, Ye Chen had no objection to Xuanyuan's words.

"Senior Xuanyuan, don't worry, I will take care of Xiaolong."

Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Benlong doesn't want you to take care of it."

The golden little dragon got out of Xuanyuan Sword and said angrily.

"Xiaolong, it's hard to say who is good now."

Ye Chen said meaningfully.

"Smelly boy, Xuanyuan Sword cuts the immortal gods up and down the human emperor. If you don't believe me, try, can I cut your flesh."

The golden little dragon said smugly.

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

This Xuanyuan Sword was extremely sharp, Ye Chen hadn't condensed an ancient **** star yet, and he was really not sure to meet Xuanyuan Sword's sword energy.

"Xiaolong, you haven't worn out your naughty temper for so many years."

A smile appeared on Xuanyuan's face, and he shook his head, and said softly, "Since you inherited the dragon pattern ring and got the Xuanyuan sword, you and I are destined to cultivate for thousands of years, experience the way of the emperor, and create one Immortal law, called Emperor Jue, I wonder if you are willing to practice."

Ye Chen's body was shocked when he heard the words, and a touch of joy appeared on his face.

The exercise technique created by Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi was not a normal exercise technique. How could Ye Chen miss this opportunity.

"Also ask the emperor to give the law."

Ye Chen said respectfully.

"Boy, you have to think about it carefully, immortal fellow practitioners, but it's a big taboo. Once you choose fellow practitioners, there is no way out."

At this time, the candle dragon said: "Once it is discovered by others, it may be life-threatening."

Ye Chen looked at the Suddenly Appearing Candle Dragon, he was shocked, and exclaimed: "Senior Candle Dragon, can you even appear in the ventricle?"

"I have been with Daotian for tens of thousands of years. Since he is dead, why can't I come to this heart chamber."

Zhulong took a deep breath and said meaningfully: "Daotian is dead, I don't want to see his heirs fall, kid, you have to think clearly."

"Can the fellow practitioners of Xiangu become stronger?"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Xiangu fellow practitioners are naturally incomparably powerful. If you really have cultivated, the world will be as big as you can."

Zhulong said softly.

"In this case, the younger generation will naturally not let go of this fairy relationship."

Ye Chen said seriously.

"You chose the road. In that case, the old man doesn't say much."

Zhulong sighed, then disappeared into his heart.

"Perhaps, you in the future will be grateful for today's choice."

Xuanyuan said softly.

"I hope so."

Ye Chen said with a smile.

Xuanyuan turned towards Ye Chen a little at this time, and suddenly a chaotic light spit out from between Xuanyuan's fingers and melted into Ye Chen's body.

Suddenly, Ye Chen had an obscure technique in his mind.

"This is... the power of chaos?"

Ye Chen's body shook slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"The Emperor's decision is based on the power of chaos. Only when the power of chaos is cultivated can you practice this method."

Xuanyuan said softly: "This ray of chaos power was cultivated by you before. Before you reshaped the body of the ancient god, I helped you to pull it out to prevent it from being crushed by the power of the ancient god."

"It turned out to be cultivating with the power of Chaos? It really is extremely domineering."

A look of horror flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

The power of chaos is the transformation of the chaos qi that escaped when the world first opened. Ye Chen also cultivated by chance, and he didn't expect it to be so useful.

"However, the power of chaos in your body is too scarce. Only by transforming the true energy in your body into the power of chaos and forming the seeds of chaos can you truly cultivate the emperor's decision!"

Xuanyuan said softly: "I have taught you the techniques of Emperor Jue. If you want to condense the Seed of Chaos, you need to rely on yourself."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that this immortal profound art is more than just the simplified method of Ancient Shenjue."

Ye Chen took a deep breath and said with a smile.

"The power of the ancient gods cultivated by the ancient gods is extremely strong, but unfortunately it can only nurture the body of the ancient gods, which is not suitable for humans such as me to cultivate."

Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Besides, I only got a small part of the ancient Shenjue techniques, and simplified a technique suitable for human cultivation, but I didn't expect that your kid could actually rely on the immortal profound arts to cultivate. The power of the chaos gave birth to the power of chaos. After all, this is your own chance."

"If we are destined, maybe we two will have time to see each other again."

As Xuanyuan's voice fell, the power of this phantom shadow was completely exhausted, turning into light spots and dissipating in the ventricle.

"It seems that the Temple of Olympus must be visited."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, a hint of thinking flashed in his eyes.

To condense the Qi of Chaos, he needs the fusion of Yuan Li and the power of the main god. He needs more power of the main **** to be able to fuse enough chaotic power to condense the chaos seed.

This emperor was definitely a technique created by the emperor Xuanyuan, using the power of chaos to practice, the power must be extraordinary.

If the emperor really succeeded in practicing and stepped into Ningyuan, he must be a top Ningyuan powerhouse.

No matter how big the price is, it is worth it.

"Now is not the time to think about this, the matter of the Temple of Olympus, let Zeus go to work."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "I don't know how long has passed, it's time to go out."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Chen stretched out his hand slightly, and as the power of the ancient **** gushed out, a vortex suddenly appeared in the ventricle.

Then Ye Chen stepped in and disappeared into the ventricle.