“Isn’t God able to resist that power?”Ye Chen heard the description of the northern emperor, and could not help but ask...

The North Emperor shook his head... “In the beginning of the chaos, it was devastating...”

“Under the darkness, a meteorite fell...at the speed, no cultivator could resist that force...” After the Northern Emperor said here, he seemed to wake up a little wine...

Memories of the first...

That day was sunny weather... the sky suddenly soars down...In his fictitious state, the speed of the reaction was naturally not slow... immediately felt that a breath that did not belong to the three worlds came madly...

When he wanted to resist, a huge meteorite fell on his temple.

The entire building collapsed...

That is, at that time, his wife and two daughters died, and they did not even know who the opponent was, so they were killed by a meteorite.

No one knew how sad the North Emperor was at that time... he wanted to kill, but he couldn’t find the right enemy...there was not even a light around him.

The killing...

Endless killing: As long as it is a force that does not belong to the Three Realms, whether the other party is a meteorite or a cultivator, the northern emperor will wield the weapon in his hand to kill him.

The screams, the smell of blood, has made him completely numb, in the darkness, only the blood-red eyes.

Crying through the throat, using your strength, only killing can offset the anger in your heart.

Here it is said that the northern emperor has been sobbing... outside, he is a man who stands tall...the object of worship of the people... in fact, in his heart, who knows that he still has the sadness that can't be erased?

Gollum, goo-gum...

Drink the wine in front of me...“Give me some more wine!”

The northern emperor fell off his hand and said with pride...

Ye Chen could clearly feel the helplessness and sadness emanating from the northern emperor...

The great chaos in the Three Realms is so cruel...A person who has a state of fictitious God can be so helpless... What about the people?Is it not to be called every day, not to call the earth?Are you passively waiting to be killed?

Take out two bottles of spiritual wine...Ye Chen asked softly... "The predecessors remember what kind of breath was at that time?"

The northern emperor saw Ye Chen still call himself so, slightly waved his hand... "Forget it, don't call me senior...I can tell you so much, I have already treated you as a friend...

The bang...

The North Emperor picked up a bottle of spiritual wine and opened the bottle cap with a small bullet... the face changed... "That breath I will not forget to die..."

“What kind of breath?” asked Ye Chen.

“A breath that the three realms can’t handle... like a witch?”Or is it a demon?Unable to say... this breath has an ancient breath, but it is not complete...” The northern emperor tried to describe the breath... but in the end, he found that he could not describe it...

I can't give you a self-deprecating smile...

Ye Chen looked at him like him... changed the name before... "Uncle...I can call you that?"

Haunted...

The North Emperor smiled... “You’re going to take my little daughter away... do you think it’s still important to call it?”

The tidbits...

Ye Chen was a serious talk, who expected that this northern emperor's attitude changed too fast, so that he could not keep up with the rhythm for a while... "Hello... I said it very solemnly..."

“Boy, don’t I really say that?”The northern emperor dragged some drunken body and stood up idly . . “My little daughter is like my little cotton robe... why are you here?”“Didn’t the poem find you?”

"No matter what way she brings you here... at least, her original intention is to treat my body... Such a filial beautiful daughter, now look at your eyes and look at Lao Tzu's eyes are hot... I'm nagging to you now, you're not happy..."

“Why... I said... you’re going to take my daughter away... you’re going to have to call me Daddy, you don’t understand?”I don't care what kind of drug god you are or what kind of drug fairy... Marry the old man's daughter, Lao Tzu is your father!"

The grass...

Ye Chen sat in the same place and was already embarrassed... Dark this guy was really drinking too much... specially now began to talk about the seniors...

However, although the attitude of the northern emperor is somewhat tough, it is not unreasonable... If he really takes white poetry, will he have to call someone a father?Ten thousand steps back, at least to call the president-in-law.

“You’re right... you’re right... then I haven’t taken your baby girl away yet...let’s call your uncle for a while...don’t talk to me anymore...or I’ll call you old fellow...” Ye Chen is a fuel-efficient lamp?Of course not... not to mention that the realm of two people is now comparable... if it is really to fight... who wins and who loses is not necessarily...

I like your temper... let people look really arrogant, but I just like...” The northern emperor borrowed some wine, and his temperament did not have the slightest summary...

“Uncle, if you can still feel the breath of the chaos, can you deny it?”

“Shit,” the North Emperor said.

Ye Chen thought...

If according to the description of Sanqing Heaven, what should be the twelve ancestors of the three worlds that should be intruded in the chaos... Wouldn't the witch power on your own be passed down the same story with them?In other words, the breath released is the same?

“What do you think?”Have a good drink with me...” The North Emperor didn’t know what Ye Chen was thinking in his heart.

At last, Ye Chen still said out, “Uncle, do you feel it, but this breath?”After that, Ye Chen just released a trace of witch power...

Bounce it!!

Only the power of this silk ... let the North Under Emperor eject this person ... an invisible warful meaning pervades the hall... it is no exaggeration to say that his eyes are now even red...

In the depths of the eyes, there seems to be a strong killing intention called out...

“Who are you?”At this moment, the northern emperor's wine has no intention of... the police looked at Ye Chen and asked...

It is not difficult to find that his fingertips are trembling slightly... this is a manifestation of the practitioner who is about to do it...

Seeing his series of reactions, Ye Chen's heart secretly scolded...Fuck... The breath on himself was indeed very similar to those of the chaos of the three worlds... So, those who came here to kill should be the twelve ancestors of the witch...

It is not because of fear that the northern emperor will do it...Ye Chen hastily recovered his breath... A solemn saying...Uncle...it is not hidden...I have the inheritance of the witch family...”

After the northern emperor could not feel the atmosphere of the witch, the red of his eyes gradually dispersed ... to restore the clarity of the past... but he was not politely talking to Ye Chen.

"Who are you?"Why is there a witch’s blood?”

Alas...

Ye Chen is also a helpless face . . . “to say a long story...”

“Then a long story short... otherwise... you might not be able to get out of here.”

Honestly, the breath that emanates from Ye Chen’s body makes the northern emperor’s heart very uncomfortable.

As I said before, he looked at Ye Chen very eye-witness, white poetry can follow him, it is also a good thing... He will not only oppose, but also in favor of both hands... But now, if Ye Chen has something to do with those people outside the Three Realms, the nature is different...

First of all, those people took the lives of their wives and daughters... and secondly, the people of the three worlds were miserable... how could he accept it?

Ye Chen also knew that since the words have been said today, if you do not explain clearly... there is really some trouble...

So, he put his own things after his rebirth, picked an important place to say it again, including his own knowledge of the ancient blood lineage, how to collect memories, and even later three days to his own time all said again...

It seems to be very short, in fact, the two people spent two days in the hall...

Even after hearing Ye Chen only a year later, the whole heart was raised... “You mean, the witch people are divided into two?”

Ye Chen shook his head... "What is the specific situation, I don't know anything... what to face in the future, and I don't know anything..."

After listening to Ye Chen, the inner mustard has eliminated a lot.

“Do you mean to unify the cultivators of the divine?”In less than a year to come, resist the people there together?”At the end of the day, the North Emperor’s finger is on the top...

“Yes!”

hish...

The North Emperor took a cold breath...

Recall that when Ye Chen talked to himself about the conditions, it was to inquire about the chaos in the three worlds... "You came here, just to see the face of poetry?"Or do you just want to know these things from my mouth?”

Ye Chen did not hide his thoughts...

"White poetry is beautiful...I like to be a companion, I believe that any man can't resist the temptation... and then I can learn from my uncle's mouth that things were two things at once, why not?" 」

"Hahahahaha..." the North Emperor's hearty laughter... because Ye Chen's honesty made him feel good... "Your boy... but also greedy... say it...what can I help with your plans?" 」

Oh, and monssity...

Ye Chen stretched out a finger... the smile deepened, “a Dan city!”