It was another deep night. Ye Chen, who had been in a state of dust, fell among the mountains. He picked a purple fairy grass under the deepest peak. He was a reincarnated person in the Great Chu.

Ye Chen did not immediately transform into a human form, but sealed it into the Danhai. This fairy grass is like a delicate phoenix of the Xuannv. It is better to transform itself. This is a matter of time.

Once again, the road ahead was long and vast. His figure was lonely, crossing the rivers and across the vast land of the vast land, never stopping along the way, like a hurrying tourist.

In this way, day and night change, the sun and moon reincarnate, and time is quietly passing through three months.

In the past three months, he has gained a lot. He has found nearly 10,000 reincarnated people in Dachu, but no one has remained beside him. They have all been sent out to continue looking for reincarnated people.

After searching all the way, he truly realized that the vastness of the Eastern Wilderness was simply boundless. It was as Xiao Lingwa said, if he had gone to Zhongzhou from this, it would not be enough for 90,000 years.

In the fourth month, he fell in a vast ancient city, and it was the first time he had stopped to rest in March.

He didn't want to rest, but God was not doing anything good, and God came to make trouble again, and the one that came was even more fierce than the last time, and he tortured him to pieces and almost died under the Heavenly Condemnation.

Fortunately, he survived it, transformed into Nirvana again, and was rewarded with great luck.

Unlike the last time, this Nirvana benefited the exquisite phoenix in the sea of ​​elixir. Ye Chen also brought the Xuannv to Nirvana with him, which seemed to be transformed on the spot.

The night sky is deep and the broken stars are like dust.

Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, woke up slowly, and stood up quietly, looking up at the starry sky. He had been homesick for two hundred years, and his memories were like his holy body, and were riddled with holes carved by time.

"Let me come out." The silence of the night was finally broken by an angry shout. It was the saint in the black-clad Taiqing Palace who woke up in the seal. Perhaps it was too boring, so he shouted.

"Senior, have you figured it out and you want to pass on my secret method." Ye Chen really released the magic talisman, but he was still sealed. If he ran away, it would be difficult to recover it again.

"I have already passed on your artistic conception, why don't you kill Yin Chong?" The saint in black stared at Ye Chen coldly, "Or, the ancient saint body must do things without faith?"

"Senior, I'm wronged to the younger generation." Ye Chen hurriedly called out, "When we agreed on before, there was no deadline. Besides, that's the quasi-saint king. How powerful and fierce. If I kill this quasi-saint level, I will probably be destroyed. Wait for me and wait for me to advance to the saint."

"Personal, perfunctory." The saint in black was furious, "With your combat power, can't you destroy him?"

"Don't say that it's so light." Ye Chen curled his lips, "I'm naturally not afraid of fighting alone, but Yin Chong is in Taiqing Palace with a noble status, so there will be no strong people around me? I'm not going to kill this person, but I have to pick one group of people, well, that is, the legendary group fight."

"You..." The saint in black was speechless, and he couldn't find any words and refuted.

"But if Senior passed on all the secret technique of moving the sky and changing the earth to me, I might be able to find more people to help." Ye Chen smiled, "Give it to me tonight, and I will destroy Yin Chong tonight."

"I'm afraid I'll give it to you the last moment, and I'll go to the underworld next moment." The saint in black snorted coldly, and he was very conscious. He got into the divine talisman, and there was a cold voice behind him, "I'll only be with you for a year. If you're still alive for a year, everything will be fine."

"It's an impatient person at first glance." Ye Chen looked disapproving. He was not anxious. He was not anxious at all. What was anxious was the saint in black. The huge hatred would make him gradually raise the bottom line.

Um?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw an extremely gorgeous fairy light passing through the sky above the ancient city.

Looking closely, the fairy light was a woman with a graceful posture and no stain on dust. She was so gorgeous that she was at the level of a saint with a strong aura. She flew all the way and rumbling to the sky.

Ruotian Vermilion Bird?

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. Although it was far away, he could still see the woman's peerless face. Isn't it the ancestor of Zhuquexing and Xuanchen's imperial concubine Ruotian Zhuque (Yan Fei)?

Where to go!

When Ye Chen was stunned, an angry shout resounded throughout Xutian, and the shouting sounded like the eternal thunder.

But there were three divine lights passing by above the misty starry sky, including three old men, one black, one white and one purple. The momentum was stronger than Ruotian Zhuque, all of whom were at the level of quasi-saint kings. They were swept with a huge murderous aura and crushed Xutian to shake, and rushed to Ruotian Zhuque all the way, with extremely fast speed.

Supreme City!

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and from the Taoist robes worn by the three of them, they could see their power. Within a radius of tens of millions of miles, only the Taoist robes of the Supreme City were carved with the totem of the Immortal City.

Without thinking too much, he set off immediately and followed him. Even if he was kicked by a donkey in his brain, he could naturally see that Ruotian Zhuque was being chased. She was strong, but after all, she was just a quasi-saint. You must know that the three quasi-saints were chasing her, which was incomparable.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The quiet night became quite uneasy because of the pursuit and escape of the three quasi-saint kings of the Supreme City and Ruotian Zhuque. The mountains collapsed one after another, and the empty space was upside down.

Such movement caused the world to be filled with excitement. Most of the monks who had already fallen asleep appeared and looked at that direction in surprise. Although they were far away, they still felt the pressure of the quasi-saint king.

"I'm not right! Three quasi-saint kings." Someone was surprised, "What is the Supreme City doing? Who is chasing and killing? He actually set up such a lineup. Is it the Holy Body?"

"It's mostly the holy body, even if it's not, it's mostly the person on the wanted order." An older monk pondered, "But no matter who it is, he can't escape the joint pursuit of the three quasi-saint kings."

"Instead of guessing here, it's better to go and see." Someone has walked through the sky and headed straight to that place.

"I don't know if I can catch up." Once someone sets off, a large number of figures followed behind him, and there are all directions. People watching the show are never small, just like streams, forming a tide, covering the world.

"Still hold on." As the conversation was over, Ye Chen had crossed a big river, stared at the three figures ahead, and drew his breath, but he was always ready to fight. The three quasi-saint kings were a tough battle, and most of them had to use the help of the heavenly way, otherwise he would definitely not be able to do it.

Ahead, there were another mountain range, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, with steep peaks and towering into the clouds.

Like the body of the Vermillion Bird in the sky, it flew in instantly.

Leave!

The purple-clothed quasi-saint king of the Supreme City arrived immediately, slapped it with one palm, covering the eight thousand feet of Xutian.

Ruotian Zhuque suddenly turned around, burning the source of qi and blood. He waved his jade arm, and there was a magical power in his hand. One palm could be said to have taken the fortune of heaven. The next day, he had a hard palm with the quasi-saint king.

However, how could she be the opponent of the quasi-saint king at the saint level? She was defeated with one blow and was bloody.

boom!

With a rumbling sound, the highest mountain collapsed, and was crushed by the palm of the purple-clothed quasi-saint king in the Supreme City. The palm was too powerful, and Ruotian Zhuque was also affected by the aftermath.

He staggered up, Ruotian Zhuque was about to climb to the sky and escape, but it was too late. The magic weapon of the quasi-saint king in purple had already descended, suppressing the world, and suppressing her blood and her delicate body was cracked.

"We still have to fight for trapped beasts?" The quasi-saint king in black and the quasi-saint king in white came to fight one after another, and used powerful magic weapons to seal the four directions of Xutian, so as not to escape again by Ruotian Zhuque.

"Are you all bullying people too much?" Ruotian Zhuque forcibly stabilized his staggering body, his beautiful eyes like water, full of cold frost, looking at the misty Xingtian coldly.

"Take what the Supreme City wants and will let you go." The Purple-clothed quasi-saint King smiled faintly, his eyes full of betrayal, and his smile was very gloomy, with a naked obscene light.

"No." Ruotian Zhuque said lightly.

"Then I will take it myself." The quasi-saint king in purple smiled gloomy and immediately poked out his big hand. The quasi-saint king's palm was a destruction of the world. Before it could fall, the mountains collapsed.

"Xuanchen, you and I will probably be separated from each other by life and death." Looking at the big hand that was descending from the sky, Ruotian Zhuque smiled a little sadly. After walking for a hundred years, he had survived crises again and again. Even though he arrived at this Xuanhuang Continent, he had never found her Xuanchen.

"Farewell forever." She closed her beautiful eyes gently, with crystal tears falling from the corners of her eyes, and her expression was tired and sad. With the vicissitudes of life, she recalled the bleak and lonely back.

However, just a moment before the big hand descended, a golden fist shadow blasted from the distant sky, piercing through the void space, carrying unparalleled power, which was so powerful that it was shocking.

In an instant, the hand of the quasi-saint king in purple collapsed, and even he was shocked to take a step back.

Who is it!

The three quasi-saint kings turned their heads and looked at Xu Tian's side. The cold murderous intent immediately surged out.

What do you think?

A misty sound sounded, and a golden figure came from the sky and landed beside Ruotian Zhuque.

Needless to say, Ye Chen, this person caught up at the critical moment, otherwise it would have been nonsense. That was Xuan Chen's imperial concubine. If he died, it would be strange if Xuan Chen didn't go crazy.

"Ancient Saint Body?" Seeing Ye Chen, the three quasi-saint kings narrowed their eyes. Although they had not seen Ye Chen's appearance clearly, they seemed to have recognized the bloodline Ye Chen was carrying from Ye Chen's qi and blood. Isn't it the ancient Saint Body that Taiqing Palace, Supreme City and Piaomiao Palace pursued?

"It's really a place to search for it without any effort." The three of them laughed in an instant. They had been wanted for so long but hadn't found it. They never thought they could meet here. It was really a gift from God. The ancient holy body is full of treasures. If you capture it, you will be sent.

"The holy body belongs to me."

"The Holy Blood is my husband."

"I want his soul." Before Ye Chen could speak, the three of them had already begun to divide the spoils. The three old eyes were blazing with a fiery gleam, with bloodthirst and greed in the gleam.
Chapter completed!