恩?

A cold-eyed look at the white poem that did not leave the early morning snorted...

"Senior is not ah..." The old man of the fictitious mountain saw that the tone was so frightened and trembled, and said hurriedly... "Before Ye Chen and the man turned his face because he moved the people next to Ye Chen..."

The trumpet came here... in less than ten minutes before Ye Chen fell asleep...

When he saw the state of the tragic death of Candle Nine Yin, his heart could not help but be very shocked... Once the twelve ancestors of the witch lined up the old nine, he even died so tragically... The other party is just a state of fictitious God...

Of course, he was not particularly surprised because Ye Chen killed the candle nine yin... After all, he was very clear about what kind of blood was flowing in Ye Chen... Not to mention the candle nine, in the near future, he will also become part of his body...

After hearing the old man's words... a question of doubt... "You mean... he killed him for this woman?"

“Yes,” the old man said in awe.

The trolling...

The never-smiling sentence is a little embarrassed at this moment...so to say, you really can't talk about it?

He swore that this forced himself for the first time to have the idea of retreating... the other party is still a little girl who does not pay attention to his eyes...

“Cough, let her follow...” He finished, and the words went first...

The old man with a embarrassed face behind Ye Chen did not know what to say...

Five hundred years ah... the old man stayed in the imaginary mountain for five hundred years in the past five hundred years, and saw the sentence twice, plus this time only three times...

In his impression, the mango was never a good speaker... sometimes they would not even look at themselves directly... Today because Ye Chen’s attitude changed... The world is so mad that Tai Nyima is crazy...

Although I thought so in my heart, the expression did not show it...Looking at the white poem full of worried . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

White poetry is just nodding, in fact, she did not speak from beginning to end: the slender jade hand always grasped Ye Chen's arm, not to leave.

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Beyond the Three Realms...

The Bam!!

“The candle is dead!”A boulder tea table was smashed, and the sound of anger came...

The man who spoke was a very fierce young man of age... this man was the fourth of the twelve ancestors!

He became the god of torture.

Although the ranking is only the fourth place, but for the fierce, good fighting brave, even if it is a sentence to meet him, he is not necessarily his opponent.

"Give me a notice after the soil they... I want to see the big battle in person..." said the cold face of the throttle...

The guards who stood under him promised each other and quickly left.

The so-called big battle is to break through the three worlds... This formation is broken, there is no prison between the ancients and the three worlds, and you can enter and exit casually... At that time, the three worlds may still exist?I don't know...

On the other side...

On the mountain of the spirit... the words look at the haggard face of Ye Chenxiang... the heart can not say what it is like...

In his view, the death of Candle Nine Yin will definitely make all the ancestors feel... Those wolf-whisper-born ambitious guys know that Candle Nine Yin died at the hands of Ye Chen... Will definitely come and kill him by any means...

Why?

Just like an organization once it finds that someone can threaten their future, it will definitely kill it early, in order to be in the future.

“Senior...Ye Chen’s situation doesn’t seem very optimistic now...” The old man stood next to the mantle and said softly...

Nod to the head...

"The cultivation of one is too much to use, and it is close to the state of withering..."

As they say, Ye Chen’s current state is really not optimistic... The bloodline is now calm as water...The weak heartbeat barely makes the blood flow slowly.

Repair is even more negligent and very unstable.

The white poem on the side listened to the dialogue between the two people, and said nothing... one hand clutched Ye Chen's hand tightly... Tears fell in the crackle... She clearly remembered that when she was caught by the candle nine, Ye Chen's anger emanated from her bones...

That feeling is very warm, and let her know that her choice is right... such a man, absolutely worth doing anything to repay him...

“But there’s another way to wake him up...and whether it’s going to work out... I don’t know...” The phrase calmed his emotions... the time beads that were taken on the candlestick before pulling out...

“The witch...the wretched man is the evikor of heaven and earth...you are the only heir of the Pangu... believe that these belong to you...” He put the pearl of time in the eyebrows of Ye Chen...

A very gentle force slowly emerged...

Pounce on...

Ye Chen's heart is like something is stimulated...

The calm blood seems to be fluctuating...

Oh, and y...

The time beads are just the blink of an eye that disappears from the eyebrows of Ye Chen.

The calm sea of knowledge also began to start to arouse the waves... together, a spirit of the spirit forces began to merge in the sea of knowledge like a huge vortex...

Bounce!!

The comatose Ye Chen, originally immersed in darkness, was born in the dark, was called back by this force... accompanied by an old domineering voice came... "I wait for my descendants... and my mind is sleeping here..."

Pangu...

The old voice owner is Pangu...

After hearing this voice, the Sanqing Heaven in Ye Chen’s body trembled with fear... they came to the sea of knowledge in the stormy rain... they all had their noble heads below... “See the adults...”

“Well, the three gods have not yet merged in my body... what kind of heart?”Pangu did not appear, just a very disgruntled voice came...

"When I left you, I was just to one day restore the real body... now I really don't come back... I thought I couldn't surrender you?"

Blow up!!

Sanqing Heaven instantly knelt on the ground . . . “Don’t dare...”

“If you don’t dare, what are you still missing?”

"The return of the adults ... the twelve ancestors of the witch each bear the ghost, I do not dare to integrate this body..."

“Juse, will I watch my inheritance be scrapped?”

“Do I have to question Jonah?”

“Fuck off!”

Blow up!!

An old and thick force is directly pressed in the sea of Ye Chen's knowledge... The three gods of heaven, just disappeared for a moment without a trace... Immersed in the sea of knowledge...

The strong strength makes the fainting leaves twitch in the morning... the face is even more pale... the blood unconsciously flows out...

“Boy, I told you that day... when you think the world is unfair, rebuild chaos... and remember?”

In front of Pangu, Ye Chen's body is a scumbag... at any time can kill him, but also can be rescued at any time...

Ye Chen did not speak... only felt that there was a very strong force in the sea of knowledge that was being strongly integrated...

"Killed Candle Nine Yin, still so weak, it seems that I am looking at you high..."

Oh, and huh...

Pangu's voice fell, and the breath disappeared without a trace... except that the spirit of Sanqing Heaven was left in Ye Chen's body by him, he did not even say any clueless words and disappeared...

The result...

Pangu's voice just disappeared, Ye Chen woke up here...

“The trough...”

The feeling of emptiness that killed the candle nine shades disappeared... replaced by a burst of drowsiness...it was like feeling after drinking too much... "Hello... Pangu?Do not leave...”

In the middle of the sea, Ye Chen called out...

But... where is the response?They had already left...

“Three heavens?What about you?Disappeared?”The drowsy Ye Chen vaguely remembers that the Sanqing Heaven seems to have been slapped and scattered by Pangu... The Yuan God seems to be integrated into his own sea of knowledge...

There is still no response...

“Shut up... I wasn’t just dreaming?”Ask yourself a question in the morning...

Oh, and huh...

Open your eyes...

A light shot out...

The sudden change, so that the words that are observing the situation of Ye Chen are startled...

Two people are four eyes relative, when the sentence is familiar with Ye Chen's eyes, an invisible pressure sweeps the whole body... The hair of the body is blown away... "big...大人monger..."

A strange face is in front of himself... let Ye Chen also startled, he left the place... Ziling knife suddenly in his hand...

It's slow...

In fact, even the blink of an eye is not enough time... the knife body has been placed on the neck of the sentence...

“Who the fuck are you?”

Hiss...

Breathing in cold air...

Even the old man on the side can't help but breathe in the cold air.

Too fast...

Just the action of Ye Chen in one breath, there is no trace of dragging mud with water.

“You are awake...”

Tiffid...

White poetry saw Ye Chen woke up, still did not hesitate to pour down the leaves in the morning's bosom . . . . pear flowers with rain hai fumed, and now it is crying in the thin throes...

Feel the body temperature of Bai Shiguo...Ye Chen’s eyes are much milder... and look at the old man next to him... finally locked in the body of the mango... “You bullied them?”

As the sound fell, an invisible killing came...

The tid...

Now understand why the old man did not let himself be presumptuous with white poetry...The feelings of this Ye Chen were a thug... before the situation was clear, they would kill themselves...

“No...”

The twelve ancestors of the church, the second man, stood in front of Ye Chen at this moment and said a word...

After saying this, he didn’t even think about why he was so embarrassed.