Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Small universe.

Ye Chen was holding a hip flask, sitting on the top of a dry old mountain, quietly looking up at Cangjiu, where there was no day and night, the sky was dull, there was no vast starry sky, and there were no dazzling stars, the silence was terrible.

How to go back.

This is what Ye Chen thought at the moment. I wonder if the emperor has suppressed the free sky, whether she has returned to the heavens, and when she returned, she has also suffered from the river of vainness. If she has returned to the heavens, can she return? Emperor's throne.

All this, he wanted to know.

Anyway, the trapped small universe can't find the direction, and I don't know how to go back.

Suddenly, he brushed his sleeves.

Seeing a golden light swaying, floating in the dim sky, into a twinkling star.

Accurately speaking, it is one by one.

That day he broke the seal, and the heavenly characters collected by Taishang belonged to him. Now he is regarded as a star hanging in the sky, and there is no sense of disobedience, which dispels the gloom and gives the small universe a ray of light.

Ye Chen slightly looked up and looked quietly.

The light of the heavenly character, the swaying of his mind, is blurred, and every one of them is refined from the universe.

Unfortunately, it was not opened.

"How to go back."

With this murmur, he didn't know how many times he said it, but he couldn't be trapped here.

In a murmur, a pot of wine fell, and he fell asleep.

There are Yi people in the dream, and there is also a hometown in the dream. Only he is watching alone, so lonely.

He used dreams and wanted to dream back to the heavens.

It is a pity that he hasn't got his dream path home yet, and he is far stronger than Yaochi in terms of combat power, but he is far inferior to Ji Ningshuang in his perception of dreams. Ji Ningshuang can cross the universe with dreams, but he can't do it.

A dream is a thousand years.

Of course, the universe of the heavens is only one day.

Swire floods.

Dim sky, sometimes rumbling, and many of the gods who arrived later proved against the sky.

It is true that the Eucharist has a strong pulse, and Heavenly Path has a weak point.

In this way, self-suppression will also be weakened, and the **** of God will gradually unravel.

"Ants."

A generation of saints sneered, no matter how many great emperors, no emperor Wuhuang sits in the city, all cannon fodder.

"The power of life is far from what you can imagine."

The **** respects the mountain and meditates on the Tao. In a word, it can only be heard by a generation of holy demons.

"It's just a beast battle." A generation of holy demons laughed at the gloom.

"Hong Yan believed in life, and Qi Li also believed in life. This is faith."

"I want to see how long I can wait."

A simple dialogue, annihilated in the vastness.

God Venerate did not take any further steps and meditated on the Tao. He was also a peak of quasi-famine, and he might also be an advanced emperor.

More than him, all the peaks of quasi-famines are struggling.

No one knows the success or failure, but the light of hope is still there, and the luck is still there.

For a thousand years, Ye Chen woke up.

His eyes were rather muddled and he could not dream back to the heavens, but he had a deep understanding of the dream.

On this day, he went down the mountain.

In the dim light, he was carrying a jug, like a wandering tourist, walking in the world of red dust, saying that it is the world, but there are no creatures. This small small universe is only a living creature.

"Heaven and Earth."

"rule."

"Heavenly way."

Ye Chen whispered all the way, looking at the dangjiatian characters hanging over the grass.

They are still so bright.

At least, as far as this small universe is concerned, it will be a shining, dying civilization. It is the dust of the years, there is no heaven, no heaven and earth, no rules, everything here is the same.

However, he is not in it.

He is a foreigner.

Yes, he does not belong to this small universe, he is a vain tourist.

The guest can be the winner.

For a thousand years, his eyes flashed for the first time.

No rules, rules can be made.

There is no universality, and it can be made.

There is no heavenly path, and heaven can be created. He is the sky and the heaven here. The dying civilization is no longer there, but this universe will continue an immortal legend due to the reappearance of the heavenly path.

And he is the creator of this myth.

"I get it."

Ye Chen smiled, not only shimmering in his eyes, but also more enlightened.

Heaven.

There will be one more privilege to become a small universe heaven, and this privilege may help him return to the heavens.

If it doesn't work, there are other deficiencies.

"Turn decay into magic." Ye Chen raised his head and vigorously instilled, not deliberately used to dissolve alcohol.

Xu Shijiu was too strong and drunkenly filled his mind.

In the reflection of the word of heaven, his tenacious steps, such as stepping on a sponge, shaking his body shape, drunken and hazy eyes, a little more sleepiness, the world is a dream for him.

With a ray of wind, he fell to the vast ground.

This sleep is a century, and Ren Fengchen is blowing, and the years are vicissitudes.

There is no sign to wake up.

In the second hundred years, most of his body was covered by the earth.

In the 300th year, it was completely buried.

This year, he thoroughly settled into the earth, his body was rotten, the bones were mottled, and the Yuanshen was also aging.

He was like a seed, an eternal seed, buried in the soil.

If you want to become heaven, you must first decay.

This is his consciousness, he will melt into the small universe, will grow the towering tree with the eternal seeds, and one day, there will be such an eternal fruit, radiating eternal vitality.

boom! Rumble!

The thunderstorms of Taikoo Honghuang, one after another, are bigger than one.

Emperor, seems to have become Chinese cabbage.

Taikoo Honghuang, the **** soil of the Chinese cabbage, is full of nirvana.

"Change."

Amidst the thunder, Taikoo came amazed at the end.

Naixuan Emperor and Ghost Emperor.

These two would be lazy, and they both found the younger emperor to take their place on their behalf. The two of them ran and walked here before they fell down, and they saw the emperor's famine and beauty, and the whole body bloomed.

boom!

The deity was instantaneously manifested, the eyes of the gods were like torches, the fire of the primordial gods of the emperor Huang and the red face, burning like flames, and the ancient holy body, also reshaped in inches, and they were also covered with a layer of eternal light.

"Did you get through the hardships?" Shenzun murmured lightly.

The Eucharist, the miraculous vein, the glory and glory, and the loss and damage.

Emperor Huang and Hong Yan's changes must be due to Ye Chen.

He should have survived the hardships, not only, but most of them are still in a big Nirvana.

You are better than me.

It took a long time for God to smile, without taking any falsification.

It's been so long.

This is the first time he has served the Eucharist. The younger sister chose him.

"It's fine."

Finally, glanced at Emperor Huang and Hong Yan, Shenzun turned around, and returned to the top of the mountain to continue to enlighten his avenue. In any case, he had to rush to block the Emperor before the Emperor.

He is gone, the Emperor Xuan and the Ghost Emperor are still there,

This unreliable emperor was still as sentimental as he was, and he started, like two door gods, one pestle at a time, quietly watching Emperor Huang and Hong Yan, mainly looking at Hong Yan, this girl, the longer the more beautiful.

"Two six four six seven zero eight five two." Ghost Emperor's words

"What." Emperor Xuan glanced at him.

"The group of book friends of "Xianwu Emperor Zun", go back and add, the Six Realms said three things."

"It's hard, it's full."

The two emperors, you said one word to me, the chatting thief was happy, and sometimes he would raise his eyes and glance at the false vortex. I wonder if the heavenly emperor was okay, whether she could transform against the sky and make up for the self-cutting sword.

Can't make up.

This will be the answer of the empress. Although there are no rules in the unknown field, it is not a panacea.

It's comfortable, looking at the novelty.

This universe is really not as simple as imagined, never seen such a strange place.

"Mo Bai has struggled and can't make it up."

After closing his eyes, the free genius looked at the empress, and the words were still plain.

The emperor gave up without saying a word.

"It may be feasible to enter the eternal immortal realm." Zitiantianyouyou, this is not a flicker, but she really believes in knowing the endless years of knowing Taishang, and she has also heard some secrets.

"I hope."

The female emperor said, then closed her eyes, looking for traces of the dead, seeking the resurrection supreme.

Xingzi Xiaowa refused to let it go and made trouble.

In the unknown field, there was a boom, and even the emperor was bloody, and she was really shocked. She knew that Xiaowa was not simple, but she was not so scary. I am afraid that the Supreme God is coming, it is not enough to see it!

But think about it, but relieved.

The little baby is too great, also from the eternal immortal realm, wherever it comes, it is not a general.

In contrast, Xiaowa looks more terrible than Taishang.

It was still that small universe, dizzy, with no spirits or Ye Chen.

Planted the eternal seed and waited for it to germinate.

I don't know which day, the haze of the world is heavier, it is quite muddy, and it is a chaos.

The entire small universe has become chaotic.

Seeing the dangjiatian characters hanging in the sky, they flashed everywhere, but they were all covered with glory.

Everything seems to have returned to the beginning of the world.

This period of time is incomparably long, it may be a hundred years, or a thousand years.

No one calculates.

A quiet night, there was such a trace of wind, a trace of spirituality, and a chaos of chaos.

This moment is commemorable.

The magic of decay finally opened the curtain, and years will record this eternal moment.

Another hundred years.

For these hundred years, for the heavens, perhaps it is only a joss stick. For the small world, it is a sword of time. The chaos and chaos of the small universe has gradually been blown away. Qingming, that is a touch of light, any darkness can not hide the light.

The end of one hundred years.

The eternal seed finally has roots and sprouts, and the eternal light shines in dreams, accompanied by mysterious visions. Listen carefully, and hear the Dao, and become the oldest Divine Comedy.

With the Divine Comedy, the energy of this universe has recovered.

That is a kind of the most original, eternal origin. In the decay, Nirvana is born again.

Changes over time.

The land of the small universe sometimes buzzes, bumps against each other, mountains are piled up, and abyss breaks apart, and the remaining mountains of ancient civilizations are mostly collapsing, gravel into dust, history dust, myths of new civilizations With the legend, it began to evolve, and the entire small universe was in Nirvana.

This process is extremely long.

There are still no creatures, but one corner of the world has more sprouts, broken the soil of the years, born the roots of time, accompanied by the vicissitudes of life, and has lived alive since ancient times.

Rules, there are rules.

Universe, there is universality.

The once-decayed eternity, the creator in the miraculous, he will be the new heaven.

[The author off topic]: PS: Something is delayed, the update is late.

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