Chapter 2817: End of war

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"I want the Thunder, the better the better."

"Little old man, is talking about you, and running, for nothing, we pay for it."

"If not, I'll take Dad to your house."

The dark ancestral ancestral land of the black silhouette is full of Ye Ling's clear-spirited words. The little girl is like an elf. The ancestral land runs, and she is also a filial piety girl, looking for thunder for her father.

If she wants it, the monks will give it.

How do you say! Not afraid of her, but the tenth emperor of Dachu.

It ’s easy to talk about things. The people of the Eucharist, or doctrines, will serve people with morality. As for those who do n’t, they lie down? Many are drinking Meng Po Tang.

Ye Ling ran ahead and Chu Xuan chased after them.

The sensible old man didn't need it, he sent it directly. They all knew that Ye Chen was going to melt chaos and thunder, so he had to help the scene. If he could help Ye Chen's success, it would be considered a virtue.

On the top of the hill, Ye Chen is still shaking the small gourd.

"Swallow the Diyun by yourself, the immortal Xianbao!"

Yan Luo in the ten hall shouted his tongue, both eyes were bright, both with a shoulder on his head, Ye Chen was so lucky, such a collection, how many emperors must gather.

"Don't know, he often peeks at fairy bathers."

"Don't look at others like dogs! In fact, there is a restless heart hidden in the bones."

"I said, you two haven't gone to bed."

Not far away, Shura Tianzun has already spoken with Qin Mengyao. The ruthless person who came out of the Shura world is also a taciturn. His mouth is like a gun battle. He has n’t stopped since he opened his mouth. His good friend, Zhao Yun, was black inside and out.

Qin Mengyao is also a stupid girl, I really believe it, and she is a loyal listener, Meilian Lianlian. Whenever Zhao Yun is involved, she wants to hear it, good or bad.

"It's a good choice to drag you over."

Ye Chen's look was very meaningful. He had already used the reincarnation to record all the words of Tianzun. If he could see Zhao Yun again in the years, he would have to show someone, look at your good brother. What, like this one, you have to hammer him, you have to hammer to death.

Alright! Shura Tianzun is a personal talent, black Zhao Yun everywhere; Ye Chen is also a personal talent, specializing in the work of pit people, Tianzun was hammered in the future, most probably do not know why he was captive.

"Dad, here's my baby."

Ye Ling set foot on the top of the mountain, hehe smiled, a dozen of real thunder were taken out, saying that they were wanted, but they were actually bought by some people, and the people of the heavens were still very good.

Ye Chen smiled mildly, never refused, and sent his hand into Danhai.

Tian Lei saw it, and was quite active. He stepped forward and flickered with it.

At this moment, he was also arrogant enough, and Zhen Lei couldn't help shaking.

The process of integration was still very smooth. Ten or so real thunders merged into it. The sky thunder was a lot of power. The dark thunder and lightning tore the space, stabbed, and looked extremely dazzling.

As for when it will become chaotic, it will take a long time.

Think of Jiuwuxianyan. I do n’t know how many flames it swallowed before it turned into chaotic fire. The path of Tianlei is definitely longer than it. Compared with flames, lightning is rarer and harder to find.

boom!

After half an hour, the ancestral land of Honghuang collapsed, and it was another inheritance of the emperor. It is a historical dust. It should be the shameless to see the emperor in the clan.

Monks retreat again, and rushed towards the starry sky.

Ye Chen also left, with his little gourd on his head. Before leaving, he did not forget to take a look at Tianzun and Qin Mengyao. The two of them saw each other exactly as they did before, and they talked all the way, and the thief was happy.

It is a vast starry sky, boundless.

"If so, how good it is to go all the way to the desert."

Chu Ling smiled. One of them was so old, and Chu Xuan, who listened to them, had a moment of jealousy, and all of them looked at Ye Chen for a while, revealing his wife's tenderness.

Ye Chen smiled and raised his hand, pointing away at the starry sky.

Immediately, the fireworks bloomed in the air, colorful, hazy to his wife's eyes.

Those passing by, sighed.

The Eucharist is really a sentiment. The whole heavens are searching for floods. It seems that they are the only one who is in love while walking. This kind of romance, coupled with a bed, is more timely.

"What a nice view."

The girls were intoxicated, holding hands in prayer poses, staring at the fireworks in the sky.

Ye Chen looked back with a smile. When he looked at the nothingness behind him, the smile on his face was gone, his eyes were almost in a line, and he always felt a pair of eyes staring at him, cold and dull.

I didn't know he was watching, the two emperors were watching, and the emperor's eyes were faint.

I do not know when, Ye Chen closed his eyes, and his face smiled tenderly.

Under the attention of the world, they drifted away, accompanied by fireworks on the earth, and went straight to the heavens.

boom! boom! boom!

Such sounds are common in many stars and will sound every so often.

Every time there is a boom, there will be a war, and there will be a flood and destruction.

The raging blood mist still did not dissipate, the war continued, and it was stained with scarlet blood.

"Damn, **** it."

The Honghuang tribe that may not be found, each gnashes its teeth, and the inheritance of the emperor's Tao, even the door is not dared to come out, not only dare not go out, but also to hide, if found, it will be destroyed.

It's gone, and the great famine is gone.

This sentence, if it is a magic curse, loaded with supreme magic, echoes in the sea of ​​God, lingering, even if they do not believe, but they are unwilling, but it is a **** fact.

The floods were really fateful. They were first cleaned up by Emperor Honglian, then again by Ye Chen, and now they are cleaned up by Ye Chen. They were defeated more than once. This was a horrendous floodland. They were hurt again and again. Muscles and bones, great vitality injuries.

At this point, Honghuang seems to have no power to turn around, only because of the rise of the Eucharist. Unless Honghuang emerges from the emperor, who can check and balance, with the presence of the ancient Eucharist, can support the facade of the heavens.

Two months passed quietly.

During the past two months, dozens of flood races have been destroyed.

Of course, this is only the tip of the iceberg in terms of the entire flood. Only the small crickets are destroyed. The real clans are all very hidden. Even the emperor can't see it. There is concealment. How domineering it is, maybe any A grain of sand and dust may hide the ancestral land of flood and wasteland.

The monks of the heavens have perseverance, they are still looking for them, they have never stopped.

In the third month, there was a boom in the direction of Lei Yu, and some Honghuang races were arrested. They were not stupid. They ran into the Yumen to escape, but they were useless, and it was difficult to escape the family ’s distress.

In the fifth month, there was another boom, still spread from the domain, and the family was destroyed.

In the eighth month, Ye Chen took a strong shot, and one person settled the Honghuangyan Lion clan. This group had outstanding people, who led the emperor to death under the circumstances, but was defeated by Ye Chen.

The following March, the rumblings gradually diminished.

In December, the monks actually withdrew their troops, and all factions and factions embarked on their way home. The joy was filled with sorrow. In this battle, the heavens won, but they were defeated fiercely, to see the vast starry sky, Dilapidated battlefields, crisscrossing rivers of blood, are buried with countless heroic souls, there are ancestors and descendants, too many people are buried elsewhere.

The wailing wailing and wailing wailing filled the world, and the great mountains and rivers became ruins. I do n’t know how many ethnic groups have been killed because of the flood and the fighting.

The shocking blood battle ended.

After returning home, Cang Sheng sprinkled wine all his life, sacrificed the heroic souls who died in battle, and wished to have spirit in heaven.

Ye Chen did the same, carrying a pot of muddy wine, walking all the way.

Whenever someone sees him, he will set foot in the distance, give a gift, and the turning point of the war between the famine and the heavens is the return of Ye Chen. It is he and the chaotic body that restrained the sword of the immortal sword. The seal of Daozu was wiped with the blessing of the famine.

It is also him who carried the beliefs of sentient beings and evoked the strongest war intentions of the heavens.

In the flames of fire, his back is still so tough, covered with the color of myth.

On a quiet night, he returned to his hometown.

Looking around, Monk Dachu stood full of earth and filled the sky, as if he was welcoming the return of the God of War. After three years of robbing, the tenth emperor of Dachu finally returned completely.

Ye Chen stopped slightly, facing the starry sky, and also facing monk Dachu, bowing hand in hand.

This ceremony is to honor the ancestors, and also to worship the heroes. The blood-stained Great Wall was built by them to save the heavens, not him Ye Chen, but the people of Wanyu. He should thank them and keep this great mountain, Let him see the home when he returns.

"I said, wasn't it sensational?" Di Lao shrugged his beard.

"As usual, he has probably been dragged down and beaten." Fu Ya means a lot.

"This time, forget it." Tian Lao took a deep breath.

This sentence is forgotten, it ’s really so popular that the tenth emperor of Dachu today is no longer the little holy body of the past. The peak of the quasi-perfect emperor is already half a step, and I want to kick him. Then you have to be prepared for a half body failure, and slap it over, who can stop it.

"I miss you so much!"

I don't know how many old guys, they show a faint sorrow. The bridges of Ye Chen that have eaten and slept are gone forever. Although the hands are very itchy, small life is more important.

"Wait! He must be arrogant when he comes to Tianxuanmen again."

The king of the king shook his hand, half-stepped into the battle force, and whoever changed would walk sideways.

His word drew the eyes of the quasi-perfect emperors, and it was okay not to speak. With this opening, all the old quasi-perfect emperors were touching their chins, scanning up and down, and their eyes carried deep meaning in their eyes.

The tenth emperor of Dachu, they specified that they would not dare to fight. This battle of five dregs can still be a pastime. They belong to the same vein of Zhou Tian. Whoever fights is not a fight, and someone must be beaten.

This is the folk style of Da Chu. It is so sturdy. If you do n’t hit people for three days, you will feel uncomfortable. The folk style will not only continue, but also carry forward, and set an example for the younger generation.

what....!

Soon, a scream of domineering side leakage filled the big Chu Qiankun.

The man named Fu Xi was really hammered.

Here, Ye Chen has descended from nothing and stepped into the void to Heng Yuezong.

"Some are not true."

Looking at his back, Monk Dachu muttered, always feeling that Ye Chen was still in the memory.