Chapter 2557

Hum! Hum!

Above the misty sky, two celestial lights can be seen, crossing the vast starry sky and flying to the heavenly gates of the great Chu. If you take a closer look, you can see that they are not immortal lights, but two obscure people.

They are the world and the six.

Ye Chen should be robbed, but they were separated by the emperor's famine God. They were blessed with seals and sent back to Da Chu again. It's not terrible to carry these two ignorant people out alone. But once they get together with Ye Chen, they will be frightening and have the fighting power to kill the great emperor.

Boom! Boom!

The emperor of Chu should be robbed, and the northern holy burial of xuanhuang was destroyed. However, the starry sky in the sky is not peaceful. It seems that there is a great war. You can hear the roar of the trembling star dome, but you can't find the source.

But, as we all know, the boom comes from a black hole in space.

Yes, they are two deities who are still chasing zhuxianjian.

After abandoning Ye Chen, he was on the run all the way. There were more cracks in the sword body. The colorful immortal awn of the whole body was also dim to the extreme. He did not dare to return to the war, but fled for his own life.

Kill! Kill!

The monks of the heavens are filled with righteous indignation and Howling hysterically. No matter the elder or the younger generation, they follow the roar all the way. If it were not for killing the immortal sword, the heaven would not have suffered such calamities and countless deaths and injuries, which have stained the world with blood.

Kill! Kill!

The people of Jiuli came from xuanhuang, but they came late.

The goddess of their family has been buried in the starry sky, but she can't see her for the last time. All the blood and tears are in full swing. The opportunity of killing the immortal sword has gone deep into the soul.

In the black hole, the sword of killing immortals is like a colorful celestial light, and two deities are like two golden gods. One before and one after the other, they add three bright colors to the boundless darkness.

"Quick, quick."

The eyes of Emperor Huang God's mind are as bright as a torch, and the golden body is overflowing. The essence is burning. The whole body is burning with golden flame, which greatly improves the speed and combat effectiveness.

This is also true of the beauty's mind. It has been forbidden to do so. Nine ancient holy lines have been carved on the center of her eyebrows. In the near sublimation, the most dazzling brilliance blooms, like a golden fireworks.

Well, they're not the real ones.

Such things, even if his two great masters come, it is difficult to take down the colorful fairy sword. It's not that he can't beat it, it can't catch up with it. Its escape method is invincible in the world.

In the pursuit, their momentum is weakened infinitely.

The mind body has time limit. When it reaches a certain limit, it will dissipate in the world, and it is useless for God to come. Because of this, the two talents are so eager, regardless of the cost of blessing speed, to kill the immortal sword, the worst thing is to destroy it.

Zheng!

The sword of Zhuxian stirs violently. It only escapes but does not fight. As long as one knows that it is a mind body, a fool can fight. Only by holding on to a certain time limit, the two deities will disappear.

This road, I do not know how far, also do not know how much darkness.

Oh!

I do not know when, just heard the deep black hole, two gods sigh.

All of them had reached the end of their lives, and the bodies of the ancient sages trembled and turned into a fairy sword. They sacrificed all of them with blood, and in the moment before they dissipated, they got the last blow.

Pound! to be sonorous!

Both of them hit each other with this attack. The sword of Zhuxian flew all the way. The sword almost broke on the spot, but it didn't break.

At this point, the two gods are dissipated, with a touch of reluctance.

Zheng! Zheng!

Dead black hole, only Zhuxian sword, Zheng Ming and moving.

It is like anger, also like madness, as if in a ferocious laugh, unscrupulous, it failed is true, but it is still alive, alive is hope, it can rebuild the disaster, no mind body, when its combat strength recovery, no one can stop.

In the dark, it disappeared again.

At this moment, the eyes of Emperor Ming and Daozu are bright. If they want to find the trace of Zhuxian sword, they can't find it every time. They don't have the highest vision. It's because the escape method of Zhuxian sword is too high. Otherwise, how could Emperor Huang and Hong Yan not catch it? They can hide and hide.

It doesn't matter if you want to escape from the immortal sword. There will be no peace in the sky.

When the body of God is buried, the starry sky in the sky is finally quiet.

The peak would-be emperors are all ugly. They seem to know that Zhuxian sword is still alive, and I can't take it, let alone gods. Before long, it will be in chaos.

"Cher, father will take you home."

The tranquility of the starry sky is finally broken by a hoarse voice.

That is the Lord of Jiuli nationality, the father and emperor of Beisheng.

When he was still in his prime, Jiuli's waist and back were extremely rickety and his face was very old. Even his steps were very old. A hoarse snow child, full of his father's love, carried the broken imperial sword of Beisheng, gradually moved away. It was the only legacy of her daughter.

"Master." Chu Xuan and others came forward.

"That's it." Nine Li holy master a wry smile, no longer ignore anyone, will not blame anyone, blame only blame, he gave birth to a infatuated daughter.

Oh!

Peak quasi emperor sighed, but shook his head, slowly turned the body, what a good girl, said not to have, ye Chen that bitch, and especially a negative."Xuanhuang has no North saints."

The emperor, the South emperor and the West respected them all sighed. The daily living treasures, such as the ape emperor and Kui Niu, were all wilting and did not ask about their father.

Such as the little nine immortals and the spiritual women, they were wiped with tears, tears were whirling, it was heartache and moved, that is a good sister, but watched her buried.

"Ask what the world is!" The emperors of the heavens sighed and each ran far away.

The five king of heaven in the forbidden area also left, silent, and all the five young emperors followed silently. What was difficult to hide was sadness. A pure Immortal King could not escape the vast world.

The sky is so big, the shadow of the black people gradually becomes open.

Everyone sighed when he left, saw the world war, and saw the sad and beautiful feelings. A girl who was infatuated gave sacrifice to her lover for her life.

The stars, only Chu Xuan they, full of tears.

The northern holy burial is destroyed, ye Chen should be robbed, after a disaster, there may be another disaster, or, perhaps, the person named Ye Chen will also be buried in the disaster.

They also left, holding the clothes of Ye Chen, one by one lonely, the look of sad, even the day of the playful Ye Ling, at the moment is also small face full of tears.

The broken star sky, no longer has the shadow of the human, only the sand wandering, with a ray of ancient death, carrying an ancient relationship, to the other shore of the star sky.

Many years later, someone passed by the star sky, most of them would think of the infatuated woman, wearing a wedding dress of the bride, buried her love for the first time.

Sigh Ye Chen, to all open eyes, to who is for him to dispel the magic, more do not know, there is a soft woman, buried for him to the world.

A sudden disaster, finally in the war marks, many casualties, the forbidden area is the same, some of the earth's heritage, nearly destroyed.

In addition, they are two gods, who can fight two first-class gods of the heavenly demon, but they all greet Ye Chen. If this is to be counted, the gods will be damaged.

How terrible this disaster is.

After the calamity, the calm heavens are joyful and sorrowful.

For example, the nine Li people mourn and mourn in the evening.

But like Honghuang, but ecstatic, it can be said that the people who hold the same day.

No wonder they are so. Only because of this misfortune, but because ye Chen should be robbed, the emperor's way is forbidden to be solved. It has also been guessed that the emperor is short and red. They are not in the heavens. The two gods are also buried. To be frank, the heaven has no deterrent to his great people.

Knowing that there is no deterrent, how can they be willing to fall into various regions, and the driver will kill back to the heavens. At this moment, the overall fighting power of Honghuang people is still above the heavens.

All of this is due to the sword.

It is it, the emperor and Taoism forbidden incantation, can say that as long as it can add chaos to the heavens, it can do everything. The more disordered the better, the more disordered it will be able to achieve a certain purpose, and lose it again and again, and its evil thoughts have become more and more intense.

The jade peak at night is peaceful and peaceful.

There was another tomb in the quiet bamboo forest. The burial was the North saint, but a dress crown grave. On the tombstone, it was engraved with her name.

Chu Xuan was all there, in two rows, and faced the grave and made a great ceremony. She was the woman who buried her husband for a lifetime.

"Daddy, why don't you take some care of it?" Xiao Ye Ling squatted in front of the tombstone of the North holy, and went to the incense stove, and inserted a musk, and the mother was the sacrifice.

The little girl's tone, with a faint resentment, knew the North saint's feelings, but made a sad, arrived, did not open eyes to see her, died, she all with regret.

Chu Xuan was all silent, and their husband understood.

He is a man who has been condemned by heaven. He has been suffering with misfortune all his life. He is not ruthless and merciless. Anyone who is related to him will not have a good ending. He is destined to be a lonely life. However, no matter in the past life and the present, he has never failed any of them.

Oh!

The emperor sighed, looked at the grave and slowly picked up his hand.

This time, also thanks to Ye Chen should rob, otherwise, he will take ye Chen to ask: Cub, whether to be your daughter-in-law, must die once.

Night, gradually deep, the women silently turned around.

Or under that old tree, the wives of the tenth emperor of the great Chu, all quietly looked up at the ethereal, and did not know where their husband should have been robbed, whether they could pass the pass safely.

Ji Cong frost is also in, sitting quietly, with empty eyes and dull look, like an ice sculpture, and more like a puppet. She can not find the emotion from her cheek.

She was once played nine Youxian Qu, but it was useless.

As the little nine immortals said, the way of dreams is not a general antiphagy, and lovers are required to play, and they must be happy with each other. The whole sky, also only leaves Chen, must play by him.

Unfortunately, ye Chen should be robbed into the world. I don't know how many years to wait. If one cannot bury it well, it is not a young emperor who loses all the heaven.

"Nine Niang, linger will be your dress bright, waiting for daddy to come back."Ye Ling murmured and held a comb. She was giving Ji ningshuang and combing her hair. Her nine niangs were bitten by the dream and had become a confused person.

Oh!

On the opposite peak, the spirit of the Dragon Emperor sighed.

Among the two young emperors of the heavens, one went to respond to the robbery and the other was unconscious. No one knew whether she could wake up; no one knew whether he could come back alive.

In this era, it's really interesting.