Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen stepped on the Daoyun and stepped into the battle venue step by step. The mysterious phenomena around him seemed to appear and the sound of the Daotian sound was resounding, extremely ethereal.

Upgrading to the realm of the Holy King is a Nirvana. He has become even more extraordinary, and has accumulated the Tao. In every move, he explains the great way and his deep eyes have fully demonstrated the Tao.

"It's so dazzling."

I don’t know how many people have made such a sentence, mainly because someone is too tall and has a halo wherever he goes. The little Saint King has attracted attention from all over the world, and even the battle in Xutian has been neglected a lot, which makes the two gods very embarrassed.

It seems that they are the protagonists.

"Hey, the person you are waiting for is here." Taiyi poked Siming Star Lord.

"See." Si Ming Xingjun returned casually, and he had seen it from the moment Ye Chen appeared. He was truly sure that the distance was the tenth emperor of the Great Chu, and his mind was in a daze for a moment.

Looking back at that time, Ye Chen was just a little monk, and his achievements now shocked him, especially his understanding of Tao. He was beyond the reach of this quasi-emperor. It was a blessing that the King of Man did not inform Ye Chen of his achievements along the way, otherwise he would have been shocked.

On this side, Ye Chen had already watched from all sides and stepped onto Yuntai where Mount Hua was. He didn't know what was going on, but he always felt a chill behind his back. He was stared at by a pair of eyes, and his whole body was unnatural. Without asking, he knew that more than half of the big sects wanted to kill him.

It's just a wonder, he's so amazing.

The Taoist scriptures recognize him as the main one, separate the Emperor's Aggregation of Huashan, break through the four realms in one day, and produce eight pills in one furnace, and defeat the Goddess and Goddess one after another. If he is given enough time, he will be a great master, which is a great threat to other forces.

"He must die."

As Ye Chen expected, a cold light flashed in his eyes from the heads of many major sects. The Holy King is not scary. What is scary is the monsters who have grown up. Who can check and balance in his year?

At this moment, even the head of Kunlun stroked his beard and thought to himself whether to find a few people to destroy Ye Chen. If such talents are not used for themselves, then they have to think of getting rid of them.

"Now, everyone knows it."

The fairy of Huashan whispered that the purpose of bringing Ye Chen was to connect with others. However, Ye Chen's surprise also aroused the murderous intentions of all directions, and she had already smelled many murderous intents.

The Huashan Zhenren smiled gently and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder. He broke through the Supreme Saint King in a few months. Even he was shocked at the speed of his advancement in cultivation. It was so fucking against the will of heaven.

"Lucky." Ye Chen smiled and took out the wine pot.

"You are really a monster." The goddess of Huashan twitched her tongue. Since Ye Chen sat down, she kept sighing. She killed from Lingxu Realm to Saint Realm in one day, and in a few months, she killed from Saint to Saint King Realm. At this speed, she could rise to the Great Saint without half a year.

"It's better to think about how to change your body with this leisure." Ye Chen put away the wine pot, put his hand on his hand, and looked at the battle of Xutian. The two gods were in full swing, and they were in equal measure. When this battle was the most exciting, it was the one side was crushed, which was boring.

The goddess of Huashan coughed dryly. In the final analysis, she was really blamed.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The rumbling of the war never stopped, and he led the eyes of all directions from Ye Chen to Xutian. The two gods were still using secret techniques to fight against each other, and they had already fought to the point of madness.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is dark, lightning and thunder are roaring, and there are too many destructive phenomena and illusions.

The quasi-emperor-level son of the gods has great power and is enchanting the eight wildernesses. Every collision, there will be a halo of nirvana. If there is no barrier to cover it, the observer will be affected.

“It’s amazing.”

The eyes of the spectator were shining, and he always felt that they were not two people, but two gods, each representing their own lineage, and shining brightly on the world with the peak attack.

"In your opinion, who will win."

"The match is equal, and it's not impossible to tie the game without counting."

"The draw is good, the draw will not hurt the harmony."

The battle above is hot and the conversation is full of discussion below. The battle is really exciting. The battle that cannot be guessed is the most interesting. Before the last moment, who knows success or failure?

Puff! Puff!

With the rumbling, the battle was a bit more tragic, just like an immortal king and a god king. One person was carrying an immortal sword and the other person held a divine sword. If you stab me with a sword, I would cut you with a knife. Blood was as red as rain, and the immortal skills of the sect emperor reflected a series of gorgeous scenes.

Below, Ye Chen had changed his posture, holding his cheek with one hand, bored, and was only a quiet observer. He could see the background of the two gods, with great qi and blood, and his bloodline. If these two talents were brought to his heavens, they would undoubtedly be the emperor's son.

"Come on, let go." Si Ming Xingjun came and sat beside Ye Chen.

When Ye Chen saw it, he was surprised and just watched the battle, but he didn't know that there was an acquaintance present.

"Will you be happy to see me goodbye?" Si Ming Xingjun smiled.

"Can you recognize me?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. You know, he is in a state of response to disaster at this moment, and belongs to the Zhoutian lineage. Even the head of Kunlun could not see that he was responding to disaster.

"Don't underestimate me." Si Ming Xingjun smiled and sacrificed the small barrier. He seemed to know that the fairy in Huashan could read people's voice transmission, but it was not convenient for outsiders to hear what they were going to say next.

Ye Chen is also sensible and not very relieved, so he added another barrier.

Their actions made the Huashan Fairy look sideways, trying to eavesdrop on her face. She couldn't hear them now, and the Huashan Real Person was also surprised. What a secret, we won't let us listen.

Isolated the outside world, Si Ming Xingjun took the wine pot and took a sip. Then he said casually, "I have nothing to do recently, so I have gone around your hometown."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen sat upright, held his breath, and looked at Siming Xingjun with bright eyes. When Old Taoist Yan could invite him to the heavens, as the human king of the ancestor of Zhoutian, there was no reason not to do it. He must have borrowed the Dharma Heaven and invited Siming Xingjun.

"What Fuxi asked me to bring it to me should be a treasure."

Siming Xingjun did not keep it in hiding, so he took the jade slip given by the King of Humans, but wanted to see what it was inside. However, there was a mysterious seal on it, and only the Zhoutian lineage could be unlocked.

Ye Chen hurriedly took it, holding the jade slip, put it in front of his nose and sniffing it. The breath of Da Chu remained, which was quite warm. The name of Fuxi was also heard, and he was warm. It became a luxury to be able to see things in his hometown and listen to people in his hometown.

"When you have time, you will go to the Heavenly Court to find an official position. Fuxi can use the art of using magic to let you go back to your hometown." Si Ming Xingjun smiled and took a spiritual fruit.

"This is OK?" Ye Chen was shocked.

"You who are in response to the disaster are already considered a human being in the heavenly realm. You have the origin of the heaven in your body. In the future, you will enter the heavenly palace and use the original to engrave the divine position and form the medium of borrowing the law." Si Ming Xingjun said.

"Why didn't I think of it?" Ye Chen stood up suddenly. It was obvious that he wanted to go to the Heavenly Court to seek an official position. No matter whether he was a big official or a little official, he would be fine as long as he had a god position. He missed him too homesick.

Siming Xingjun reached out and pulled him back to his seat, "Not at this moment."

"Why?" Ye Chen asked in confusion.

"There is another barrier in the heaven world. It was isolated from the human world half an hour ago. In this case, borrowing the Dharma cannot work. You need to wait until the barrier dissipates before you can borrow the Dharma."

"Then when will this barrier be unlocked?"

"God knows." Si Ming Xingjun shrugged.

Ye Chen stopped talking, and knew who was isolated from the two realms of heaven and man, so he must be the Taoist ancestor Hongjun. Just as in the past, the human and underworld were isolated from each other, but he still didn't know why it was like this.

However, that's good.

At this moment, he is only a saint king, and it is really inconvenient to go to the Heavenly Court. Even if he can get a divine position, he will most likely not be able to escape the pursuit of the Eighth Prince. He needs time to break through his cultivation. If he wants to go to that Heavenly Court, at least he can only protect himself by the Great Sage's cultivation level, and even if he becomes a quasi-emperor, he may not be able to walk sideways.

Thinking of this, he was excited and took the jade slip brought by the Human King.

When the seal was broken, a divine light was seen sinking into his divine sea and turned into a picture: a dark world, surrounded by mist, and no grass was born, like a place of death.

In addition, it is a position coordinate, which is engraved in extremely detailed detail.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and he had no memory of this place, nor did he know where the jade slip picture refers to. He only knew that it was not a good place, and if it was not a good place, it was still a forbidden area.

"The human king won't be there, just hide the treasure!"

Ye Chen touched his chin and muttered to himself that this guess is still very reliable. Even if it is not a treasure of the Human King, there will definitely be something against the sky. The remnant soul of the Human Emperor is not only deducing the fortune of heaven, but also the ability to find treasures is also great. He has also been to heaven and cannot guarantee it. He has really found the treasures of the world, but he has no power to get them. This is why Si Ming Xingjun brought him a jade slip and marked it out of that position.

After calming down, Ye Chen looked at Si Ming Xingjun again, "He has brought me a message."

"Make more collector's versions, his original words." Si Ming Xingjun said.

As he said that, the great official from the Heavenly Court looked puzzled, "What is a collector's version?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath before he spoke, took out an ancient scroll from his arms and secretly stuffed it to Si Ming Xingjun, for fear that the people around him would see it, which was mysterious and mysterious.

Siming Xingjun subconsciously took it and then opened it.

Immediately, I saw that the man's nostrils became hot, and two warm currents overflowed. The bright redness was the legendary nosebleed. Who made the picture in the ancient scroll... so fragrant and gorgeous.

Beside her, the Huashan real person and the Huashan fairy both looked sideways. The Huashan divine son and the Huashan divine goddess are the same. Just chat, why are you still having nosebleeds?

"The collector's edition of the heavens is infinite."

As the four of them watched, Si Ming Xingjun collected the ancient scroll if nothing happened and wiped the nosebleed. His tone was so deep and his expression was so meaningful. He knew what the collector's version was. The talents of the heavens were so interesting and he spoke very knowledgeably.

"Why?" Ye Chen smiled.

"I am a gentleman." Si Ming Xingjun said seriously, with a righteous look. He said this, but their hands were not idle and had already reached into Ye Chen's arms. He didn't need Ye Chen to give it to him. He went to get it by himself. These were all treasures.

"What are you doing?" The goddess of Huashan turned red and sparks appeared in her beautiful eyes. Si Ming touched Ye Chen, but she didn't object. The problem was that Ye Chen was using her body.

Si Ming Xingjun coughed dryly, and his hand reached in, but he didn't find the collector's version he wanted, so he took it back quickly, just looking for the treasure, and ignored this problem. The goddess of Huashan is not scary. The fierce one is the leader of Huashan, who can beat him to ashes.

"Come on." Ye Chen became sensible and his hand was already on Xingjun's shoulder.

Then, they saw the two of them turn their backs, with their heads on their heads, and muttering endlessly, and had a friendly exchange of cultures in the human world and the heavenly world.

From then on, they looked at each other, and they looked so naughty.

The real person in Huashan stroked his beard and looked quite strange. For some reason, when he looked at the two guys, he suddenly felt the urge to hit someone, and he was the one who beat him to death.
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