In the end, the world is silent, and everyone looks up to the heaven.

After the holy bodies of all dynasties survived the great disaster, they were basically almost gone by death.

If Ye Chen is still alive, he should be the first one.

For example, Ye Chen, who has little life span, is probably the first one, and his hair is completely white.

The world was shocked to be able to open the blood limit at will.

The blood-relaying limit is at the cost of life span, and the three realms have not expected it.

Ye Chen's expression was not very good-looking.

He swallowed a lot of life-sustaining pills, but the life span was limited, because he had experienced too many battles along the way and sacrificed too much life span.

Now, even if you have taken pills, the rest is only a thousand years.

"The strongest and most amazing holy body in history may also be the shortest-lived holy body."

This sentence is the meaning contained in the eyes of the two emperors of Heaven and Ming.

After swallowing the last pill, Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked at Cang Miao quietly.

That move lasted for three days.

He looked up, and the world raised its head and followed Ye Chen's gaze. However, he hadn't seen anything, and he didn't know what Ye Chen was looking at. He had only been watching for three days and was so fascinated.

"I don't understand the supreme vision."

Xichen said leisurely, stroked his beard, glanced at Ye Chen, and glanced at Ji Ningshuang.

The Empress of the East Wilderness had not moved, and was like Ye Chen, looking up quietly.

In this era, no one knows Ye Chen better than her, as if he knows what Ye Chen is looking at.

She knew, but the two emperors of Tianming didn't know, and they were holding hands and watching.

In this way, three days passed quietly again, Ye Chen was still standing quietly in the Great Dao Taishang Heaven, with his white hair floating and his clothes swaying, like a banished immortal, without staining with dust, with a strong sense of vicissitudes, as if he was standing at the end of time.

Too many people look at him, and as they look at him, they feel that they are getting older. It is not because they are old in their mentality, but because they are old in their mood.

That should be a rendering of artistic conception.

"What are you looking at?"

The fire fighting body in a corner of the crowd muttered in a low voice, looking at the person beside him.

Zhang Zifan shook his head, and the Zifu Immortal Body and the others also shook their heads.

Even the two emperors of Tianming didn't know what Ye Chen was looking at, let alone him. The Holy Body's move was really incomprehensible.

"The personality is getting more and more dazzling."

The Sun and Moon God Son took a deep breath, his expression was meaningful. After experiencing the great heavenly tribulation, just come down! He still stood there, allowing all living beings to appreciate your extraordinary posture. In fact, there is no need to appreciate it, and it has been engraved in his soul.

"The Holy Body must not see any treasure!"

"I don't think so. At his level, what kind of treasure can still be seen by his magic."

"Compared with this, he is more reliable in enlightenment."

People in the world talk a lot, dare not speak too loudly, but only whisper, for fear of disturbing Ye Chen.

Three days passed by again in a hurry.

On the ninth day, the arrogance of the Arrogance ended. Ye Chen had been in the Heavenly Heaven for nine days and had also watched Cangmiao Nine Days. The curious gods followed him for nine days. Until now, he still didn't know what Ye Chen was watching.

On the tenth day, I saw Ye Chen changing.

The so-called change comes from Ye Chen's eyes, and there are two lines of blood flowing out from the corners of his eyes.

That scene made people frown.

Ye Chen still didn't move, his eyes slowly narrowed, and he pushed away the layers of clouds and mist in the dark, trying to see the most origin. There was a door hidden deep in the clouds and mist, and a door that stood tall and seemed to appear faintly.

"Didao Sect."

For the first time in ten days, he opened his eyes and murmured himself, no one could hear it.

That's right, he saw the Gate of Emperor Dao.

Unfortunately, the door was extremely far away, and even if you exhausted your eyes, you could only vaguely see it.

He was sure that if he abandoned the bloodline of the ancient holy body at this moment, the Emperor Taoist Sect would definitely be clearer.

However, he didn't plan to do that.

In the history of the heavens, any bloodline is qualified to prove the truth, but the holy body does not have it, and there is no precedent for becoming an emperor.

He does not believe in evil or accepts his fate. In this life, he will definitely break the taboo.

Back then, his cultivation was weak and he was not qualified to say such overestimation.

Today, after experiencing the great tribulation, I am only half a step away from becoming an emperor, and I will fight to the end.

On the eleventh day, he closed his eyes and stepped down from the Heaven step by step.

When people looked at him, they were a little dazed and confused, as if Ye Chen was like a god who came out of myth. There was no pressure or glory at all, but it seemed that there was an immortal god hidden.

"Go home."

Ye Chen smiled, calling Ye Ling, Ji Ningshuang, Nan Ming Yushu and others.

The wife and children walked forward with a smile, and the family was getting farther and farther away.

The monks in the heavens behind him have not moved for a long time and are still unfulfilled. In the past or two days, they have truly witnessed what is shocking: one hundred and thirty-one holy bodies and one hundred and thirty-one holy demons, freely controlling the blood limit.

Before today, perhaps some people suspect that Ye Chen is the strongest and most amazing holy body.

After today, no one doubts, the myth he created is unprecedented.

"There are the two true supremes."

Too many older generations murmured to themselves, one emperor and one holy body, looking at the entire heavens, there are few eras before.

There was also a lot of sadness in the murmur.

If there were two supreme emperors in the human world in that year, they would not have fought so miserably.

"Stop, why don't it fall?"

Emperor Dark glanced at Xuwu, with hope, and his tone was quite unhappy.

In those years, the heavens were weak, and every now and then, the supremes of the outer realm fell, and most of them were heading for the heavens. Every time one came, the human world was in a particularly fierce battle.

Now, there are supreme gods in the heavens, but there are still two gods, but they are not coming.

In the dark, there is a big hand fiddling with all this.

The Emperor of the Underworld thought so, if the disaster did not come, it would be enough. As soon as it came, it would be crowded. The heavens stabilized their positions and supported their storefronts. They wouldn't come anymore. In other words, it would be useless to know that they came, unless they were at the level of the Emperor.

The Taoist ancestor of the heaven is thinking about another thing: the coffin of two gods in one generation.

There were signs that there would be two people in the heavens of this era who would attain enlightenment and become emperors.

Ji Ningshuang has become the emperor, she is one.

As for the other one, he was not sure if it was the heavenly being on the ancient road.

If so, then the heavens will not be able to produce emperor again.

If not, then there must be one person who will prove the truth after the Empress of the East Wilderness.

He hopes it is a second possibility.

Therefore, he was always watching. Since the Dongshen Yaochi attained enlightenment, he had been watching, wanting to see who else in the heavens had the appearance of becoming an emperor, but after watching for many years, he didn't dare to make a conclusion. Perhaps he was the son of the plane, perhaps the sister of the Emperor, or perhaps the Donghuang Taixin who was about to be born, either of the older generation or the younger generation could be.

"You didn't think it was Ye Chen?"

The Emperor of the Underworld's words are endless, as if he can guess the thoughts of the Ancestor through the barrier.

"It's his best."

Daozu smiled and said, "There is no precedent for the holy body to become an emperor." If Ye Chen can break it, it will undoubtedly be the best."

Here, Ye Chen has arrived home.

A good man at home is very good everywhere. He has survived the heavenly tribulation and experienced a disaster. He is just like he is fine. When he goes home, he wears an apron and walks onto the stove. His skillful techniques have become more and more smooth.

Ye Ling rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward to help.

Ji Ningshuang and Nan Ming Yushu also smiled gently, each with their own division of labor.

"This family is really romantic."

The people of Da Chu and Hengyue who came back later couldn't help but sigh when they passed by.

At this moment, the only great emperor, the only great holy body, and the only young emperor level are all on that beautiful mountain, and they are all pleasing to the eye at first glance.

No one bothered me, dinner was warm.

After the meal, there was another small bamboo forest. They worshipped Ye Fan, Yang Lan and the Fox Fairy.

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