Chapter 3029: What's missing?

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Back in Dachu, Xingtian's head was placed in the temple again.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang stood quietly for a long time in front of the temple, and also watched quietly for a long time. There was a kind of hunch, not only the two emperors of Tianming, but the two of them seemed to have some kind of awareness.

God of War Xingtian, mostly alive.

Not to mention supreme, even Xiao Chen has such feelings.

This world, this time, is getting weirder.

That night, Yaochi was closed, not only to realize the Tao, but also to find a way to ban the imprint of Emperor Tao. In any case, she had to try it out and prepare for Ye Chen's sermon.

Years are like swords.

Ye Chen may be one of them. Counting time and years, Ye Chen has less than 500 years of life left.

Five hundred years is a big limit.

The sacred ancient holy body of the heavenly Jedi will be gradually weathered by the vicissitudes of time, and the oil that is gradually worn out will be dried up.

On the peak of the Jade Girl, Ye Chenjing is a stone statue.

Emperor's old age was sad.

In the later years of the Dacheng Holy Body, it is the same. He is not an emperor, but the emperor has a certain state of mind. At this moment, he feels the same.

The limit of five hundred years may be a fixed number.

Reflecting the faint starlight, he is a little older, with white long hair, and it is difficult to change back to black hair like a waterfall. His blood and blood are gradually declining. He is affectionate, but years are ruthless.

Give him enough time to be able to preach.

In this belief, the two emperors of Tianming still persisted.

Of course, who gave him enough time.

Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his hand again and made a carving knife at one time. On the illusive emperor's gate, he carved it with a knife-by-knife; he painted with time and space as a paintbrush.

Emperor Ming shook his hand and looked up at Cangyu.

That illusive emperor's gate is really huge. It is much larger than all the emperor's emperor's gates he has seen. It is magnificent and magnificent. It is only illusory, and there is already a kind of imperial imperial power. It is not ordinary Diwei.

I have to say that Ye Chen's carving and painting are truly unparalleled in the world.

It is a pity that if he uses other means to reach the sky, he still can't carve the emperor's Tao door into an entity, an illusory door, or something is missing.

What's missing? No one knows.

Emperor Ming closed his eyes and did not go to see the broken emperor's road, but Ye Chen still had to explore. As emperors, they could not guide them. He didn't even know how the Eucharist could become emperor.

It was Hongjun's eyes that grew deeper.

For a few moments, I still frowned slightly.

"But what came to mind."

Emperor Ming glanced.

Daozu said nothing but shook his head slightly, his frowning eyebrows never stretched, and some kind of speculation was just speculation.

The Emperor of the Underworld didn't look very good. He knew Hongjun too well, and he liked to sell Guanzi, and he said that he was so bad! Must hide.

Ten years, Ye Chen painted a full decade.

In the eleventh year, he left Da Chu and walked quietly.

This walk is many years.

The world has seen him, or walked in the stars, or stopped in Xinghe. The world does not know whether he is enlightenment, only he is like a tourist, but also a wandering soul.

In the twelfth year, he went to Xianxian Sword, settled in front of Yang Gelao and Xia Lan's tombs for a long time, and sprinkled a piece of wine.

In the fifteenth year, he went to heaven again and stood quietly.

In the seventeenth year, he went to the Ghost Continent. In front of the statue of the Ghost Emperor, one was three days without a word.

In the eighteenth year, he went to Xuanhuang and visited the restricted area.

In the nineteenth year, he landed in Tears-Free City.

Today, there is no longer a figure in the city without tears. In the days of the catastrophe, apart from no tears, the entire city of no tears was overwhelmed and no tears left. This is an empty city, deserted.

He sat on the top of the mountain again, quietly carved with wood carvings.

For a moment he raised his eyes and glanced at one side.

There are also people who are the tearless fairy and the ruthless fairy. They once belonged to the city without tears. They came together, and they revisited the place. The look was still indifferent, and there was no tears or ruthlessness. Only inadvertently, they showed the sadness of the people. Tears are ruthless.

They stayed for nine days before leaving in silence.

Before leaving, he also looked sideways and glanced at Ye Chen.

That night, Ye Chen also left.

In the 30th year, he went to heaven.

When he returned, he brought back the Chaos.

Forty years, he went to the underworld.

This time, he didn't take Yaochi, but he brought a little boy who was two or three years old, a child who was absolutely terrible.

For hundreds of years, Mingtian has not grown up since he was two or three years old. Ye Chen has seen it. It is because of the bloodline. Through the changes of time, a divine power called Taoyuan has been deposited in the sediment.

However, although others are small, their cultivation is not low. In ignorance, they are already a real saint, making many old guys very embarrassed.

"grandfather."

The little guy called, warming Emperor's heart.

The emperor who smiled was called Lehe. The emperor was also a person, and everything that happened to his relatives was also adapted to the Supreme.

"Good."

Seeing Emperor Ming holding the baby doll and walking around, Daozu froze his beard, still looking back at the doting look.

The streets of the ghost town are extremely lively.

How do you say! The Supreme Master of the Underworld, holding a baby doll while shopping, is seductive.

"that's nice."

In the depths of the underworld, Ye Chen glanced back and continued to do his work, opened up an ancestral tomb, and pried out some treasures.

The Emperor, who was holding a child shopping, didn't know it.

"Ye Chen, you slut."

Three or five days later, a loud curse sounded through the Yin Cao Di government. Someone really saw the stitches, and while he wasn't paying attention, he didn't know how much he treasured his treasure.

In the 50th year, Ye Chen fell to the ancestral land of the immortal.

Today's immortal clan is in ruins, a calamity of the heavens, the peak strong is almost completely completed, causing the talent of this clan to wither, there are many great saints, but it is difficult to see the emperor.

Ye Chen worshipped Jiang Taixu for hundreds of years. Although he has worshipped a lot, he has not seen Jiang Taixu out of spirit.

There are also statues of phoenixes, which also stand among the immortals.

Like Jiang Taixu, there is no sign of spirit so far.

It is the sixtieth year to return to Jade Peak.

Yaochi has not yet exited the gate, and saw the vision of Emperor Tao.

"Dad, I went to see my mother."

Under the old tree, Ye Chen was sitting, Ye Ling was holding a small whisk, and sweeping the dust on Ye Chen's shoulder, she became more and more sensible.

"Have talked to you."

Ye Chen smiled and raised a pot of wine.

Ye Ling drummed her mouth and did not respond. She would go almost every three or five days, and every time she could enter the Xiaoxiao Temple, she should be the only one who could enter the Xiaoxiao Temple.

This may be the privilege given by Ruo Xi.

Unfortunately, no matter how she called, the other party was speechless.

"I will be back."

Lin Shihua touched Ye Ling's little head and smiled tenderly.

"Come out, come out."

Lin Shihua talked about the words, and then he heard the surprise cries of one side, listening to the sound, which was Xiong Er's goods, and his thief was loud.

Wen Yan, Ye Chen looked up.

The statue of Nai Ming Jue was given a hint of spirit.

These children who have been extinct have inherited a few bloodlines, and they are also attributed to the Emperor Donghuang. From the bloodlines of that heavenly sky, they have quenched a certain amount of divine power. After hundreds of years of worship, they finally became spiritual. The next resurrection is only a matter of time.

Quiet night, lonely Hengyue, becomes unsettled.

Going to see the green crickets, tears in tears, crying.

Go to see Emperor Ming, sitting in Jiemingshan, secretly tears.

Happy event, more than one.

After just three days, Bai Yan was also out.

When she was different from Hades, her spirituality was attributed to the imperial phoenix piano. At that time, it was the phoenix piano, which fought alongside Bai Zhi, stained with Bai Zhi's blood, and precipitated a trace of spirit.

In the years that followed, Ye Chen would go out once every ten years, or three or five days, or three or five years.

Both emperors know that he is meditating.

Emperor Daomen has already taken shape, but it is missing something.

Years passed and another century ended.

Ye Chen has only 400 years of life left.

Late at night, he stood on top of the mountain again, and continued to portray.

"The Great Eucharist under the age of two thousand years has reached its final age."

The resurrected Ming Jue shook his head in sigh.

"The strongest and most amazing, is it the shortest life?"

When passing by Hengyue, Bai Yan murmured and drifted away, going to find her lover, it would take many years to walk.

Under the moon, Ye Chen became older.

The dissident, no matter the Supreme, or the world, will sigh, almost all the life-saving medicine and fetish, he has eaten it again, four hundred years will be a big limit.

"If you die, your daughter-in-law will do it."

In the middle of the night, Xiong Er groaned, touching his chin.

"Relax, there are you."

Xie Yun and Situ Nanxun set out, and said the words carefully.

boom!

At night, a thunder rang through Hengyue and Dachu, centered on the Jade Peak, and the Emperor Road was dazzling.

Looking up, I saw that Ye Chen, who stands on the top of the mountain, has changed his form. His back is tough, like a monument. At the end of the years, the town overflows with Emperor Wei and emperor Tao.

"Come ... become emperor?"

Too many people were awakened and looked at Yunv.

"Become your sister, that's not Ye Chen."

The person who did not sleep gave a definite answer.

Indeed, that is not Ye Chen, but Emperor.

After a few hundred years, Ye Chen and Emperor Zun changed their cycle.

Different from last time, this time it was a passive change. Even Ye Chen didn't know it.

Emperor Zun, still the Emperor, stood silently, did not move, only looked up silently, looking at the emperor's door.

"Come to heaven and tell the old."

"Come to the underworld and tell the old."

At the same instant, the two emperors of Tianming all heard the sound together.

Emperor Zun did not reply, and did not respond at all.

Both emperors were embarrassed and never called again.

"Is it the first reincarnation?"

Nan Mingyu rinsed them, all standing under the old tree, looking up at the top of the mountain, for some reason, a little flustered, afraid that Ye Chen would disappear.

Yaochi came out of the gate, or was awakened by Emperor Zun. After a hundred years of retreat, he realized that Tao could gain his mark. He could not help but imprint his emperor Tao, and it was difficult to seal it.

She was also watching. This was the second time she saw Emperor Zun, who was also Emperor. The pressure that Emperor Zun gave her was beyond description.

Outside the mountain, several figures have rushed into the air.

Nai Xuan, the Fourth God, and the Sword God, as well as the King of Humans, the God of Creation, the Emperor, the Demon, the Sword, and the East Phoenix, too.

Unfortunately, the top of the mountain became a forbidden area. No one except the Emperor Donghuang could set foot on it.

Tonight, too many people came to see the emperor's demeanor. Not everyone knew the relationship between Emperor Zun and Ye Chen, only to know that that Emperor was terrible, even more terrible than the female Emperor Donghuang.