Ye Chen frowned and heard confused, "Why did senior fall?"
"When I fell, a sword pierced my heart."
"Senior..." Ye Chen paused before he finished speaking.
The old man's heart had been broken open, and the demonic evil was rolling violently. A Zhan Ge stained with black blood was inserted into his heart. Blood spurted out and splashed all over the old man's body. The Zhan Ge was all over his body. It is as black as ink, with a murderous aura lingering around it. There are characters engraved on it. Every stroke contains the profound meaning of the great road and is also surrounded by mysterious laws, like a brand.
"This Zhan Ge, is...?" Ye Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes almost protruding, staring at the Zhan Ge, that Zhan Ge was so familiar, it was the war spear of Xuanyuan Huangdi, the god of war in the heavens!
"The weapon of the God of War." The old man smiled, "You... recognize it."
"Xuanyuan Huangdi." Ye Chen was shocked, "He... isn't he in Wanyu Cangyuan?"
"You..." Before the old man could finish his words, he was swallowed up by a surge of evil energy. His body was exploded and annihilated inch by inch. Even his soul was turned into ashes, and only wisps of residual soul escaped. The underworld.
Ye Chen rushed forward and grabbed the remaining soul.
Unfortunately, the remnant soul has disappeared and nothing is left. The only thing left is a crystal clear skeleton with complicated and mysterious runes engraved on it.
Ye Chen held the bone in his hands and stood there like a statue, staring blankly, his mind buzzing, and scenes of dust-laden history emerged before his eyes.
It was a bloody scene:
An ancient starry sky, a chaotic starry sky, filled with gunpowder smoke.
In the picture, there are figures, covered with corpses, and each one is engraved with the same character. It is the ancient word "war", which is engraved layer after layer, with blood flowing and fighting swords. Ming, every battle weapon is stained with holy blood, every drop of holy blood carries a secret, and every secret makes the sky tremble.
This battle was a turbulent one. The monks on both sides of the battle were all disheveled, their bones were shattered, and their bones were bloody. And the onlookers, without exception, were covered in blood one after another.
The most tragic thing was undoubtedly the ancient star field, where the stars of Heng Yue were exploded, and meteorites fell into the boundless starry sky and into the endless sea. Perhaps, even the owners of those stars never thought that, Their stars will be ruined, and the grievances of the past will be ruined.
boom! boom! boom!
This kind of rumbling sound resounded throughout the world, all over the world, spread throughout the heavens, and even echoed in the ancient starry sky.
It was an unparalleled picture, with a statue of an unparalleled ruthless man, a piece of peerless magic weapon, and a statue of a heaven-defying demon. Each one was more domineering than the other, and each one was more violent than the other. They were all fighting for a precious medicine, killing everyone. Subversion, fight to the death.
It was a bloody feast, a peak battle situation, with an unparalleled enemy bleeding, divine cities collapsing, and starry skies collapsing.
This is what is called a miracle.
The source of this bloody battle came from a precious medicine - the Samsara Flower.
It is a flower with purple petals, crystal clear, blooming with colorful fairy lights, with magical power and the law of reincarnation.
Just like the rumors in the mortal world, the flower of reincarnation is the flower of the other side that blooms in the underworld.
This is the reason why Ye Chen came here. It is a forbidden flower that can help him understand the law of reincarnation. He is eager to see it, and he wants to prove that he is right. He needs this kind of power, he needs this kind of fortune, Need to become strong enough.
However, the reincarnation flower has long since withered, and its petals are scattered in the sky and the earth.
"Senior, where is that flower?" Ye Chen asked.
"It...withered."
"Why wither."
"Why not?"
"Senior, what's your name?" Ye Chen asked hurriedly.
"I can't remember it anymore, just call me the old man guarding the tomb." The old man said calmly, closing his eyes slightly, and the haziness in his old eyes gradually faded away, revealing a trace of clarity and vicissitudes of life.
"Senior, you and the Samsara Flower..."
"Don't ask again, and don't try to trace the origin." The old man guarding the tomb waved his hand and wiped out Ye Chen's consciousness.
"Samsara Flower, your name is Samsara Flower."
"Reincarnation is an extremely strange force that is heartless, desireless, and formless."
"I understand." Ye Chen murmured softly. He understood that the Samsara Flower is a special power that can confuse other people's minds and make others fall into illusions.
He vaguely remembered that when he saw the Samsara Flower for the first time, he almost fell into the trap. He was still ignorant at that time, but it was not until later that he suddenly understood that it was the Samsara Flower that cast an illusion and pulled him to another world. In that world, There is an ancient stone door.
On the stone door, there are two eye-catching characters: reincarnation.
He was very sure that it was the Gate of Reincarnation.
Just because the Samsara Flower sprang out from the stone door, he dreamed of it more than once, but failed to capture it after all.
But he was not sure whether the words of the old man guarding the tomb were true or false.
"You have a tough life, kid." Suddenly, words rang in Ye Chen's ears. Listening carefully, he could hear the sighs of fatigue, vicissitudes, and even vicissitudes of life.
Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked to the east.
There, there were two vague figures. Although they were blurry, their faces could be seen. They were two middle-aged men, both male and female, with their backs to Ye Chen, standing on the ethereal nothingness, seemingly looming. Like two lighthouses, lighting up the vast starry sky.
Two of them, one male and one female.
The woman is unparalleled in elegance. She is dressed in plain clothes. Her black hair is pulled into a bun, fixed with only a jade hairpin. The lingering halo around her body is intertwined with the gorgeous divine clouds. She is as poetic as picturesque and as beautiful as the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens. , overlooking all living things.
She is the Fairy Mother of Yaochi.
The man is mighty and majestic. He is wearing a golden robe and is shining brightly. A golden spear hangs casually on his waist, outlining his majestic figure. The golden light is shining everywhere, like a scorching sun, shining brightly. His golden eyes Deep and radiant, there are ancient lines between the eyebrows, intertwining chains of order, like entrenched golden dragons, making its momentum rise to its peak.
His name is Yanhuang, an unparalleled holy king, a ruthless man who has slaughtered all the kings of the Great Chu, and an unparalleled Dacheng Holy Emperor. He is also the third quasi-emperor among the heavens to step into Dacheng.
In the far east, he is stepping on auspicious clouds and walking steadily. He is wearing flame armor, and his golden spear is shining with cold light. He is an emperor, gazing at all directions and all things.
This should be regarded as an Emperor's clone, and it is still an Emperor's clone at its peak. His performance is enough to astonish the entire world.
His existence is like Emperor Hades and Emperor Huang. In their era, there were no emperors in the heavens, but these two emperors gave the world hope. They created immortal legends and an immortal myth.
And tonight, the true form of a quasi-emperor arrived.
"Crushing all the heavens along the way, no one can stop it. Even if there are great heroes, they can't resist the erosion of time, and the emperor level is no exception. What's more... we, the quasi-emperors, can't escape the disaster."
(End of chapter)
