“I knew you would come back...”

As the saying goes, afraid of what comes... Ye Chen stepped into the underworld, and the sound of hiding on the back foot arrived... Surrounded by Ye Chen’s knowledge...

The sound was thick, so that Ye Chen's head rose for a while.

"Boss, big brother...I have a friend..." Ye Chen knew that he could not hide, no. No, he could not say hit, but the other's breath could crush himself...

“No need to explain...” The sound of hiding appeared again...

“No words... don’t explain?”What do you mean?

“Then I... went to him...” Since the other party did not let him explain, he would not ask himself... quickly find the soul of Zhao Chenxu and take it away...

Who expected that Ye Chen had not yet moved... The sound of hiding came again... "The little monk foretells that the giver will come... and deliberately stop the cultivation and wait... Does the giver not want to know the purpose of the little monk?"

"Brother, you have something to say directly..." Ye Chen, a black line, I know this guy to find himself forced something...

“The five beads on you...”

The land said plainly...

Oh, and y...

Ye Chen's face changed dramatically, his heart tightened, subconsciously took a step back, and if he hid this fierce person, he wanted to rob himself of his five pearls, he was afraid that he did not even have the opportunity to resist...

"The benevolent lord is not in a panic... the little monk does not want your five pearls, but for a while to keep them for you... after you have survived this disaster, and then take back the five spirits, the little monk will be given back with his hands..."

What?

Ye Chen forced to force up... “Boss, what do you mean by this?”I don't understand...disaster?Me?”

“It is...”

After saying... hiding no longer talking... a strong force close to Ye Chen’s body...

Brush the brush!!

Ye Chen felt that he was firmly grasped by a big hand, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless... not to break free at all... “You... what do you mean?”Robbed?”

Hip pomp . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

As Ye Chen’s voice falls... the five-spirit beads in the body are like eggs rolling out... floating over the air for tens of seconds... and then disappearing without a trace...

“If the benevolent is alive...the five pearls will be returned...Leave your friends away...until the disaster comes, the benevolent lord, do not come to the underworld!”

問😓...

Ye Chen was released, but at the same time was directly bombarded by a force...the whole person withdrew from the underworld... even with a black shadow and left the underworld with Ye Chen’s body...

What a sweat!!

Ye Chen did not faint, even very sober... "I grass your grandmother's grandson..." fell on the ground Ye Chen suddenly stood up and shouted... He did not think that he really met the hiding place after going to the underworld...

Despite his own mouthful of a loud shout, this goods still did it to himself, took his own five pearls... and damned what he encountered...

“Your grandmother’s leg...”

"The old man is alive and well... where is the disaster... where is the disaster... you are the mother or the monk...losing the old man who worshipped you at the beginning... you are so alive and rob..."

The more angry you are, the more you say in the morning...

"Your grandmother's, Laozi, how hard it is to find out how to stimulate the mystery of the five beads... you fucking snatched it..."

For ten minutes, Ye Chen did nothing else... Standing in the same place pointing to the ground and scolding...

In the end, it may be a scolding without words, or it may be a tired scolding...

Take a moment...

Ye Chen sat on the ground... gasping for air... paralyzing... sooner or later, Laozi Cultivated to your realm, and beat you up...”

With a grudge, the thought of Zhao Chenxu's soul seems to have been brought back by himself...

“Do the right thing first...”

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On the mountain... no...it should be said that the whole world...

A number of unseen forces are slowly emerging... including the old man on the mountain of the fictitious spirit.

They look at the far side of the sky, looking serious...

Because that feeling is getting closer and closer to the direction of the divine world... that is the power that I felt a hundred years ago... it is the breath that makes the three worlds all chaotic...

“Little boy, I knew you could get into trouble so much... Lao Tzu said nothing and would let you go...” The old man on the mountain of the spirited man hardly showed a serious look, and looked at the far side of the sky like other forces...

His feelings are clearer...

The power that comes from the distance is not the three worlds... but the three worlds.

Because of the contact with Ye Chen... so the old man knows that the power coming is the breath of the witch... but now the Fa of the three realms is only the spiritual realm that has not broken, so although those breaths appear, they have not really come here...

But who can say what will happen in the next second?

As the saying goes, there are unpredictable clouds in the sky... not to mention the other side or the power outside the three worlds...

At this time... the clouds above the mountain began to change wildly... the thick clouds became more solid...like real cotton... even the distance that the old man can now see is only five meters...

For this change, the old man's look is not panicked, but very excited... "Senior... you finally came..."

Five hundred years... five hundred years.

The old man stayed on the mountain from the time he was a teenager... because the other person's words were waiting for the appearance of a fateful person... It was difficult to wait for Ye Chen, thinking that he could leave... but found that he was used to staying here...

And Ye Chen this guy seems to be different from what he imagined... I thought that the appearance of this guy would make the god world and even other places better...

But what?Now the three worlds have broken two doors...worse than before...

Oh, and . . .

With the old man’s voice falling, a burly young man stood in front of him.

This person has nothing special except that he is very large... to say that it is special, that is, the old man feels that the breath of the other party is very close to Ye Chen...

“Have you seen that man?”The young man did not have a polite tone in the face of the old man, on the contrary, the tone revealed a little arrogance.

In the realm of the old man, it is reasonable to say that the divine world is already very strong... but in front of the young people, it is very fraternal... even nods... "Wait until you ..."

“Do you know he’s a witch?”The young man continued to say...

The old man continued to nod his head.

“Do you feel that my body is very close to his breath?”

The young man rarely showed a peaceful face and said, putting his hands behind his back.

“Yes...” The old man did not hesitate and nod his head in response.

Seeing the old man look so restrained, the young man grinned at the corners of his mouth, "five hundred years...it should also let you know something... otherwise, I am sorry for the time you are waiting here..."

With that, the young man found the position of a large stone and began to tell his own story.

The young man's name is Yanman, and the twelve ancestors of the witch line is the second...

There is a rumor in the folk... When Panguni balm, the spirit in the body is divided into three clear, which are the later moral gods, the first heaven and the spiritual treasure heaven... The blood of the body is transformed into the twelve ancestors...

They are the Dujiang, the words, the tidings, the harvest, the co-working, the occult, the back of the earth, the strong, the candle nine shades, the Tianwu, the tiful, the extravagance than the corpse...

However, now the whereabouts of the Sanqing Heaven are unknown, and the twelve ancestors witch-maker are called king...

Because when the twelve ancestors are integrated, Nirvana can be reborn...This born-again person is Pangu...only at that time, Pangu is no longer the Pangu in the past... but replaced by one of them...

And now, the emperor, the leader of the platoon, is interested in receiving all the ancestral witch...

As early as more than 500 years ago, after the disappearance of Sanqing Heaven, some people predicted that the witch clan would no longer be the witch of the past.

Say here... the man looked at the old man... “Can you understand?”

The old man shook his head first, then nodded his head... silently... meditating was half-sindulging...

“Senior...you just said that the three heavens are gone?”

“Yes,” he said, looking at the old man with a deep sense...

The old man was shocked, a bold idea poured into his mind... "That... the blood of Ye Chen's body... yes..."

“Shh...” The man immediately interrupted the old man’s words... a finger on his mouth...

"It turns out that his name is Ye Chen..." Yanman was the first time he learned the name of the person who inherited the blood of the three clear heavens... and then looked at the old man... "As you think in your heart... so... he can't die..."

The old man suddenly became nervous... “Are you going to kill him?”

After that, I felt that something was wrong... just now the other party obviously said that Ye Chen could not die... "Yes, they are going to kill him?"

“Yes, someone wants to kill him... but it’s not necessarily that easy.”

At least as a twelve-year-old ancestor, he did not have the slightest intention of killing Ye Chen, on the contrary, he will help Ye Chen in silence.