Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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This is a dead starry sky, vast and boundless. There is no star, no starlight, as if covered by a cloud curtain. It is cold and dark, with only a stream of drifting sand, accompanied by the star wind, carrying its story, flowing to The universe is deserted.

Here is the heavenly wasteland. In the past, the Great Emperor's Holy Emperor Wasteland, for the protection of the moon, became the emperor. It is here, and the Five Emperors of the Demon War are here, too.

I do not know when a distant domain gate manifests in the distance.

Then, he saw Emperor Huang step out, followed by three people, one is Tianxuanmendi, one is Zi Xuan, and the other is the king. The two of them, a Donghua emperor's residual soul, and an emperor residual soul, I will be here today to witness the re-opening of the Taikoo Flood.

The three arrived first, but Hongyan and Ye Chen were not seen, and most of them were still on the road.

"This is the heaven?" The old man was full of novelty. After falling, he looked left and right, there was a dim surrounding, no star was seen, and no aura could be smelled.

Although he is a heavenly man, he has come back to this place, although he has heard of heaven.

Compared to him, the King of Man is much more calm. The remnant soul of the Emperor is familiar with the five scums. He has been here, and he has been here more than once.

Emperor wasteland stands silently, speechless and speechless. The golden eyes can hardly hide the memories and memories of millions of years. Once again, there is more vicissitudes. The battle of the emperor in the past is faint. In sight, he was buried here to protect Yueyue.

Nowadays, all ages have passed. He is still alive in the battlefield, but the moon emperor who became an emperor has already become a historical dust. The supreme love is full of regrets. One miss is the countless seas and fields. The end of time is hard to see. The supreme red face, left behind, is just a love affair, which will gradually become a myth following the legend.

On one side, Zi Xuan's beautiful eyes were filled with water and mist, hazing the mind.

The remnant soul of the female emperor has never been here. After the death of the former emperor of ancient times, the female emperor will come here every year, carrying a flower basket, and sprinkle a piece of peach blossom into the sky.

With a buzz, the domain gate reappeared.

This time, Hong Yan and Ye Chen came out, like a couple, coming together.

Hong Yan needless to say, she will come to the sky.

However, Ye Chen, like the old man, came back here. What he saw was desolation, and what he felt was deep sorrow. The strongest body in history was killed in battle here. Hearing the roar of God of War, he fights for his lover.

"Let's go!" The long silence was finally broken by the word of the king of men.

Then the old man stepped forward, standing slightly, Ye Chen shoulder to shoulder.

Immediately, he saw that the old god's body was trembling, and a divine light was emitted in his body, turning it into a divine pattern, an emperor-level divine pattern, and a divine divine prestige revealed. , Dazzling, reflecting the starry sky.

Under the attention of a few people, the emperor's Taoism pattern was like a fairy light, straight into the supper, and finally hung in the lotus root, slowly blending into nothingness, it is hard to find its trace in this world.

At the same time, Ye Chen's thoughts of eternity, time fixed, one after the other flowers, blossoming proudly, full of stars, all blossoming red.

Hum!

The starry sky trembled and vibrated violently, and a crack of light could be seen, which manifested vertically from top to bottom, and then spread to both sides. A sky-high light gate opened up suddenly, I do n’t know how big it is, only knowing that people stand in the light In front of the door, like ants.

"Is this the entrance to Taigu Honghuang?" Ye Chen muttered, his expression murmured.

It wasn't just him. The King of Man and Di Lao also had such expressions. They were as strong as two sacred bodies, and it was also the first time that they saw the entrance of Taikoo Honghuang and sealed it for thousands of years.

"The emperor's fruit is heaven and earth." The old man was full of awe, but also subconsciously glanced at Ye Chen. Before ten thousand years, even after ten thousand years, even Ye Chen thought about eternity, but also in his In the calculation, that emperor was really terrible.

This scene may seem accidental, but in fact it is a necessity.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, just looked at the entrance of Taigu Honghuang.

Looking through the light gate, it is chaotic and chaotic. It is strange and strange. It also flashes and thunders. It does not see the way forward. There is also a mysterious force overflowing. It is not the heavens. The vastness is extremely trembling. It always feels the depth of chaos. At the place, there is a **** that is enough to destroy the world, the Emperor Huang and Yan Yan, and his frown is tight, and he smells a terrible breath.

"Did my first life come in from here?"

Ye Chen looked emaciated. At a certain moment, he seemed to be able to see a broken picture. That was his first life, that is, Emperor Xianwu. Wearing a armor of Emperor Tao, he led a million gods. With a certain mission, I left the hometown of the heavens.

Since that day, he has left Wancang alive, leaving an unsolved mystery: the emperor died in battle, the million gods wiped out the entire army, and only a ray of real fire was left.

The entrance was open, and the king and the old man stepped back together.

"Shengjun, can Zixuan ... can hug you?"

There is a mist of water in Zi Xuan ’s eyes. In a word, she has exhausted all her courage and also carried all her hopes since she was sage-wise. She lives forever, one of the greatest hopes.

Emperor Huang smiled, never spoke, and was regarded as the default.

Zi Xuan smiled with tears. She stepped forward and hugged Emperor Huang, her cheeks were buried deeply, her hands were wrapped around her, and she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

For a moment, the mist of water in her eyes condensed into frost, tears and tears, and wet the emperor's chest, the remnant soul of the emperor, carrying the memory of the emperor, but also the emperor's love, Yuezhuang loved the emperor, Why isn't she? She only dared to reveal it when she parted, because this difference may be the furthest life and death.

"Good." Ye Chen smiled.

"Ye Chen, can you hug me?" Hong Yan whispered, her eyes tender and tender.

With a smile, Ye Chen stepped forward and opened his wide arms.

This hug has no wretched thoughts, it is the hug of the old friend, the holy body, and the farewell hug.

But Hongyan is not the same. The jade hand hugged. At that moment, it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength, as if she had to integrate herself into Ye Chen's body.

Click! Click!

The sound of cracked bones, crackling, are all transmitted from Ye Chen's body. Hongyan is no better than Zi Xuan. Zi Xuan is holding a large sacred body. No matter how hard it is, it will not hurt the emperor, but this one is different. It is a genuine and powerful sacred body. Ye Chen couldn't take it a little harder, let alone all the strength, and was almost crushed by Ye Chen. In such a situation, let alone suffering, just watching, all his mother's pain.

"There is something ... Speak well." Ye Chen said this with old blood.

Hong Yan smiled and was full of affection. Her strength finally became more peaceful, and the power of the Eucharist poured into Ye Chen's body, helping him to connect the holy bone, if not parting.

She didn't know such a disorientation, nor could she show her feelings so eagerly. For fear of this, it would be goodbye.

The queen of the world was more like a little daughter-in-law at the moment, and her cheeks were buried deep, listening greedily to Ye Chen's heartbeat. His chest was as warm as it was then, full of magic, making her reluctant to move away.

The remnant of an female emperor, holding a large Eucharist, a large female Eucharist, holding a quasi-Emperor Eucharist, this picture seems to freeze in the years, carrying love and tears, reluctant and nostalgic.

Behind him, Ren Wang and Tian Lao felt redundant, and they always felt light above their heads, like an electric light bulb.

At the same time, the two turned their heads side by side. The king of the king looked at Di Lao, and the old man looked at the King of King. I wondered what was going on, and they wanted to put it all together: otherwise, let's hug.

As soon as this thought came up, the two had an urge to vomit, and they were disgusted when they saw you old things.

Huh!

Suddenly, Jianming was suddenly heard, and a colorful light of God flashed into the light gate.

"Xianxian Sword." Di Lao Lengheng, the killing suddenly appeared.

"Calm," said Wang Youyou, who knows everything, as if he knew that Xianxian Sword would come, or that is the calculation of Emperor Huang and Yan Yan.

Can't catch Wuxian Sword, so they have to be introduced into the ancient flood.

Doing something like this may bring disasters to Taikoo, and make things worse, but for the peace of the heavens, you have to do something like this. All the disasters, Emperor wasteland and Hongyan will carry it.

After all, Zi Xuan let go of Emperor Huang and Hong Yan let go of Ye Chen.

"Come back alive."

"Come back alive."

Zi Xuan choked, Ye Chen smiled, an emperor remnant soul, a big emperor of Chu, unanimously speaking, come back alive, will be a long-cherished wish, accompanied by life.

Emperor Huang and Hong Yan smiled, turned silently, and stepped into the light gate. Emperor Huang put on the battle armor, Hong Yan put on the battle clothes, one man and one woman, two great holy bodies, like the Eight Desolation God of War, as The queen of the world, all with tall and upright silhouettes, was watched far and wide by Ye Chen's eyes, leaving them to the heavens, only two blurry and vicissitudes.

Zi Xuan couldn't hold back anymore, crying even more painful, like tears.

Back then, Emperor Huang went to fight against the Five Emperors. The one left to the Emperor was a back view, and that back view really became the back view, similar to the picture at that moment.

This walk may be a farewell, or it may be as ancient as the Emperor and the million gods.

Hum!

The starry sky was turbulent, the light door buzzed, and slowly closed, disappearing, as if it had never appeared before. This starry sky fell into darkness again.

Ye Chen silently, slowly opened the sachet that Hong Yan sent him, not a secret treasure, but a strand of hair, red hair, with a faint female fragrance.

A woman's hair, a month old red dust line, sent hair, but planted love.

Hey!

The king sighed, and the old man also sighed. The remnant soul of the emperor continued the love of the emperor.

Both of these relationships can be called good talk.

In darkness, the four also left.

Perhaps no one noticed that where the light gate disappeared, there was a flash of colorful immortal light flashing by. Mo said Ye Chen, even Daozu and the Emperor, were deceived.

That was the sword of the gods, and the true means reached the sky.