Chu Cheng was also frightened by this sudden palm.
Here, there were only the bodies of him and the green-robed young man, and there was no third party.
However, at this moment, someone reached out and patted his shoulder.
How can this not be surprising?
Chu Cheng's back was dripping with cold sweat. He couldn't break free from this palm. Even if he tried his best, the hand was still as steady as a mountain on his shoulder.
The voice was that of a woman. It was a little low, but very pleasant.
"Princess?" Chu Cheng stood there, opened the corners of his mouth, and spit out two words.
Chu Cheng's heart trembled again. He didn't speak just now, but he made a sound.
That voice was not unfamiliar, but rather familiar, because it was his voice.
"It's me." The woman chuckled, took back the hand on Chu Cheng's shoulder, turned slightly, walked around Chu Cheng's body, and put her hands on his neck again.
"Ayun~"
There was a faint fragrance on the woman's body. Although it was light but fragrant and distant, it floated into the tip of Chu Cheng's nose.
The tenderness of the hands and the breath made Chu Cheng's heart tremble.
Chu Cheng tried to break free again, but his body remained still.
"I am here."
His voice sounded again, with a hint of softness in his tone, as if it was filled with love.
When Chu Cheng looked down at the woman, his expression couldn't help but change again.
The woman is wearing a black gauze, her snow-white skin is looming, and she is beautiful.
That face is very delicate. There is maturity in the exquisiteness, and there is also a hint of charm that is only for him.
However, when Chu Cheng saw this face, his mind was stirred again.
His eyes couldn't help but shed tears. Was he sad? Still happy?
This is the joy of meeting again after a long absence, this is the touch of seeing loved ones again.
"Ling'er?" Chu Cheng spoke tremblingly, wanting to reach out and touch her face, but his hand could not reach out even with all his strength.
At this moment, he could only make two sounds.
This woman in a black gauze skirt has exactly the same appearance as Chu Ling'er, but Chu Ling'er back then was a little more immature.
However, after the Chu family was wiped out, Chu Ling'er's whereabouts were unknown. Why would she appear here.
"Pfft~Linger? When did Ayun change his temper and call me Linger?"
Chu Cheng's hand finally started to move. His hand touched the woman's face and he said, "How could the princess appear here?"
The woman smiled, her beautiful eyes sparkling with stars, and she said softly: "Where Ayun is, I will be there."
The two were silent for a while, and then the woman spoke again: "My father is launching a hunting ceremony today. All warriors under two hundred years old must participate. Ayun won't go?"
Chu Cheng shook his head and said proudly: "Hunting ceremony? It's really boring! You have to know that even the seventh-level monsters can't withstand the power of my punch. If I participate, what beast will you let the other warriors of the dynasty hunt?"
The woman shook her head and smiled, and said: "I know Ayun is powerful, but my father has specially prepared a big gift for you this time."
"What kind of gift?" Chu Cheng asked again.
"Eighth-level great witch!" The woman in black put her right hand around Chu Cheng's temple hair, wrapped it between her index fingers, and said.
"Great witch?" Chu Cheng was overjoyed, and his blood was boiling in his body at this moment.
However, the real Chu Cheng was shocked in his heart.
"Great witch? Could it be an ancient witch?"
This woman was very mysterious, and he was in a strange state at the moment.
The man seemed to be him, but was not him.
In his pupils, he reflected not only the woman who looked like Chu Ling'er, but also the great rivers and mountains.
At this moment, the two of them were standing on a high peak. This peak is 100,000 feet high, and at a glance, you can see an unobstructed view of the land for thousands of miles.
Thousands of miles ahead, there is a majestic palace. This palace is magnificent and spreads thousands of miles away. Its height reaches ten thousand feet.
Outside the palace, there is a continuous city that is probably thousands of miles long.
Chu Cheng felt no less than a thousand palpitating auras from thousands of miles away.
"Ancient wizard..." Chu Cheng thought again in his heart.
He remembered the densely packed words, pictures and paintings he had seen on the wall before.
"At this moment, I should not be on that road. But...in that painting..."
In just an instant, Chu Cheng knew his situation.
In this world, ancient witches have long been destroyed in the long river of history. Only in the early days of the ancient times did the ancient witches stand at the top of all races.
At this moment, the woman in black spoke again and said with a smile: "Ayun, great witches are very rare nowadays. Five million years ago, the ancestor of our family, the Human Emperor, opened the Ji Dao and became the supreme emperor, burying the entire ancient world. There are only a few of the witch clan left. My father spent a lot of effort to find this great witch."
"Human Emperor? Burial..." Chu Cheng's eyes flickered, but he did not expect that the woman in black was actually a descendant of the Human Emperor.
At the beginning, what he heard was that after the Human Emperor destroyed the ancient witch clan, he disappeared from the world and did not appear again for millions of years.
Unexpectedly, the Human Emperor would leave descendants in the world...
"It seems that I have to thank your father." Chu Cheng smiled and said, "Princess, when will the hunting ceremony start?"
The woman in black smiled and said: "Ayun is still so impatient. In half an hour, the hunting ceremony will begin. Just wait here."
The woman's hand slowly rose and touched Chu Cheng's face.
Her hand touched his face, but she didn't feel any warmth.
Only then did Chu Cheng see in the woman's eyes that he had a ferocious iron face.
"Ayun, you are so handsome, why do you always wear such an ugly mask?" the woman asked softly.
"If the princess doesn't like it, then I won't wear it." Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to lift off the mask.
However, at this moment, the woman's jade hand stopped him.
"Ling'er will help you." The woman's smile made all the flowers pale.
Chu Cheng was stunned at this moment. It was not Chu Cheng who was stunned, but this body.
The iron mask gradually left Chu Cheng's face and gradually revealed that face.
In the woman's beautiful eyes, Chu Cheng saw his own face.
It was an extremely handsome face. Unparalleled as jade.
After seeing this face clearly, Chu Cheng's heart stirred up again. This face turned out to be his face.
"Impossible!" Chu Cheng was shocked in his heart, but he immediately suppressed the shock.
"In the painting, naturally what I see is me. This is a phantom formation, how do I unravel it?"
His body could not move and could only move according to his body's instinct. At first, he could speak, but now, he couldn't even say a word.
Chu Cheng thought of the death of the god-transforming monk. It is very possible that that person also saw those words and drawings and entered the painting, but encountered a life and death crisis and died.
"Damn it! Do I have to wait to die like this?" Chu Cheng was anxious. He knew that the crisis would definitely come soon.
"If it's Lin'er...she must have a solution." Chu Cheng lamented.
The true meaning of Yinlin is the meaning of painting. When you are in the painting, you can completely destroy the painting with the painting.
She understood the meaning of the painting from the Feng Yue Jue, but the Feng Yue Jue was too fast and mysterious. Everyone saw it differently, and Chu Cheng could not understand the meaning of the painting from it.
Chu Cheng's voice rang again, and he was heard to say: "Princess, where are my second and third brothers?"
At this moment, a voice sounded not far away.
"Brother, you and the princess were having a tryst here, but you didn't notice my arrival. You shouldn't have."
Chu Cheng smiled and said nothing, and said: "Second brother, third brother! The Emperor has prepared a great gift for me today. Do you two dare to accept this gift with me?"
"Haha, eldest brother dares to pick up, why don't we two dare to pick up?"
Chu Cheng saw the two men walking towards each other and said with a smile: "Very good! The three of my brothers join forces to become an eighth-level witch. What does it matter?"
At this moment, Chu Cheng saw the two people clearly.
One person was wearing a yellow robe and a jade crown on his head. One person was wearing a cassock, and he was a middle-aged abbot.
"Emperor Cang...Emperor Buddha..." Chu Cheng's eyes shrank sharply and he took a breath.
"This woman calls me Ayun? Could it be that the owner of this body is Emperor Luo Yun!"
He was not in that path, but came to the era of Luo Yun millions of years ago.
At the end of the ancient times, Luo Yun rose up, became the supreme master, and entered the ranks of great emperors.
This era is an era where emperors compete!
"Brother, what do you think this great witch looks like?" The young man in yellow robe chuckled and said, "Is it like the legendary one with three heads, six arms, nine tails and seven heads?"
Chu Cheng shook his head and said, "Just wait, just wait."
A few people chatted for a few words, then looked into the distance and became silent.
Chu Cheng was the only one left who was worried. He knew that the crisis was likely to be during the Hunting Ceremony. If he still could not unlock the illusory formation by then, he would most likely die.
Time passed, and half an hour passed quickly.
"Here we come." The woman in black said Suicide.
"Yes." Chu Cheng nodded, looking up into the distance.
A bell rang slowly from thousands of miles away, resounding in all directions.
A powerful and thick golden light soared into the sky from the palace.
Immediately afterwards, a figure came from the palace through the air.
This was a middle-aged monk wearing imperial robes. He stood there, and the entire rules of heaven and earth seemed to have stopped.
Seeing this middle-aged man in imperial robes, Chu Cheng felt a sense of surrender.
Behind the man in imperial robes, figures came one after another from the sky, following behind this man.
Those figures gave Chu Cheng the feeling that he was facing a series of worlds.
Those people exude the aura of holiness, these people are all saints! A total of three thousand people!
Three thousand saints followed behind the man in imperial robes, not daring to go beyond the distance of ten feet.
Above these three thousand saints, there are nine figures. These nine figures were three feet away from the man in imperial robes.
The auras of these nine people gave Chu Cheng no less feeling than Gu Tianshu.
"This is the Emperor..." Chu Cheng said with a trembling voice in his heart.
The aura of the middle-aged man in imperial robes was the most powerful Chu Cheng had ever seen. Only in the scene that I saw in the Land of Sinful Blood, the aura of Cang Emperor and that immortal could be compared with them.
The middle-aged man in emperor's robe took only two steps and arrived at the desolate forest area thousands of miles away.
"Human Emperor, 5,276,000 years ago, the hunting ceremony begins."
From behind, a saint spoke. Three thousand saints took action together, and the holy light bathed the heaven and earth, forming a light curtain and isolating the land thousands of miles away.
The next moment, roars resounded throughout the world.
