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Chapter 7548 Disaster or blessing? (seeking tickets)

"What magic weapon?"

Ye Chen asked quickly.

"The 33-day Supreme Divine Artifact, one of Hongjun's Seven Treasures, the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter!"

Emperor Chaos Yan said in a sonorous tone.

"Hongjun Seven Treasures, the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter?"

Ye Chen's pupils contracted slightly. You must know that Hongjun's seven treasures were all handcrafted by Hongjun's ancestors, and each one has extremely powerful power.

For example, the Demon Sutra Pillar in the hands of Mozu Wutian is one of the Hongjun Seven Treasures.

Ye Chen did not expect that in the treasures of Emperor Chaos Yan, there was also a magic weapon left by Hongjun, called the Holy Grail of Human Tu.

"This Human Tu Holy Grail was forged by Ancestor Hongjun himself."

"Back then, Patriarch Hongjun tried countless methods in order to prove that the Dao is Wuwu."

"Among them, he once tried to prove the way by killing, killing hundreds of millions of creatures in the universe, and accumulating endless killing blood."

Chaotic Yandi said with emotion in his voice.

"Creatures of hundreds of millions of universes? Patriarch Hongjun actually..."

Ye Chen felt incredible.

Emperor Chaos Yan glanced at Ye Chen, and said with disdain: "Hehe, otherwise, do you think that Patriarch Hongjun is a good person? There is no distinction between good and bad people in that realm, and the worldly morality of good and evil, for them, It’s like bullshit, in order to prove the way, everything can be killed.”

Ye Chen's heart was shocked. Thinking about it carefully, Emperor Chaos Yan was also right.

How could a big man like the ancestor Hongjun stick to secular morality? As long as he has the ability to resolve the cause and effect of blood evil and kill hundreds of millions of people, it is just a matter of snapping his fingers.

Emperor Chaos Yan continued: "The Holy Grail of Human Slaughter is Patriarch Hongjun, forged with the blood and bones of hundreds of millions of living beings, and tempered with his own killing intent, the aura is extremely terrifying."

"Ancestor Hongjun, back then he was nicknamed 'Ren Tu'. The Holy Grail of Ren Tu left behind by him was extremely murderous."

"I got the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter accidentally back then, just touching it, my Dao Heart was almost swallowed by endless killing thoughts."

"The Holy Grail is really unimaginably terrifying."

Chaos Yan Emperor's voice carried a trace of fear, even at his peak, it was difficult for him to resist the monstrous murderous aura of the man who slaughtered the Holy Grail.

One can imagine how terrifying it was for that man to slaughter the Holy Grail.

"Boy, if you want to prove the way by killing, then go to find my treasure. The most precious magic weapon in my treasure house is the holy grail of the human slaughter."

"Your Dao Heart is strong, and you may be able to withstand the impact of the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter."

After listening to Chaos Yandi's words, Ye Chen was still in great shock and horror.

How could he have thought that Patriarch Hongjun was actually a human slaughterer, and he had slaughtered countless living beings in order to prove the truth.

The Human Slaughter Holy Grail was cast out of countless blood, bones, corpses, human lives, and killing intent.

If he can really get the Holy Grail of Human Tumor and successfully refine it, maybe Ye Chen will be able to prove the way by killing and comprehend the ultimate profound meaning of Bingzi Jue, without the cruelty of killing relatives and friends.

"Senior, where is the location of your treasure, the Realm from Fire?"

Ye Chen asked quickly.

If you want to get the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter, you must at least find a place from the fire.

Emperor Chaos Yan rolled his eyes, and said: "How could I know that the world has changed, mountains and rivers have reversed, seas and fields have changed, and after such a long time, even I myself can't find the existence of Lihuo Realm, I can only rely on you."

Ye Chen was a little speechless, and said, "Okay."

At the moment, Ye Chen restrained his mind and continued to guide the Nine Nether Sword Soul in the Tingyu Sword into the Samsara Heavenly Sword.

……

At this time, Ye Wanwan was defeated, and returned to Jianmen of the Supreme World in frustration.

Rumbling--

The whole Jianmen was shrouded in haze, thunderclouds were shaking, and there was a trace of disaster, covering the whole field, which seemed very surprising.

Seeing this, Ye Wuxian was shocked in his heart, knowing that he had lost the Tingyu Sword, which caused a great omen, and an unexpected disaster shrouded the gate of Jianmen Mountain.

"Endless, the head teacher told you to go there!"

A few beams of light came from afar and landed in front of Endless Ye. They were the elders of Jianmen.

The first person was the old man who wanted to stop Ye Wuheng before he set off.

"Elder Song, I..."

Ye Wuhen felt very ashamed, his eyes depressed.

The elder's name was Song Ji, and he said coldly: "No need to say more, the head teacher told you to go over immediately!"

Ye Wuwu nodded sadly and said, "Yes."

He knew that he was defeated and lost the Tingyu Sword. This matter was of great importance, and it must have affected the cause and effect of heaven.

Even if he didn't say anything, the high-level members of Jianmen would know the ins and outs of the disaster after a little deduction.

Ye Wuwu stepped into the mountain gate with great strides, and there was a rumbling thunderstorm in the sky, and he only felt a burst of desolation.

Along the way, Ye Wuwu came to the cave where the headmaster of Jianmen lived.

The head teacher of Jianmen, named Zhang Qingyu, is a master at the level of Wuliang Tianjun.

There is a painting hanging in his cave.

Ye Wuwu lowered his head and walked into the painting.

Zhang Qingyu failed to prove the Dao back then, his body was crushed into a piece of paper, and life in the real world was quite difficult, so in normal times, he retreated in the world in the painting.

In the world in the painting, the mountains and rivers are dyed with ink, and everything is hazy, with the appearance of clear water and ink.

Every time Ye Wujin took a step, there was a pool of ink rippling under his feet.

Not long after he came in, Song Ji and several other elders also came in.

In the splashed ink landscape in front of him, the rhyme of ink fluttered, twisted for a while, and the figure of Zhang Qingyu, the head teacher of Jianmen, gathered.

Zhang Qingyu put his hands behind his back, his eyes were not angry and prestige, staring at the endless night, said:
"Boundless, you challenged the Lord of Reincarnation, what was the result?"

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