If no one is responsible for the matter, Ye Chen is still quiet. If no one offends me, I will not offend others. If not causing trouble, it means that he is afraid of trouble. If someone really wants to have fun again, he will not interfere with the destruction.

Such power is not a joke, and the Great Sage dares not show off easily. It’s okay to not grab the treasure, and it’s nonsense to lose your life.

Ye Chen continued to rush on the road, with no marks under his feet and no traces behind him. The desert was vast and he had no end after a day of traveling.

In the copper stove, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were not idle. The meat was stewed with great pleasure. Each of them held a large iron basin, and the rich aroma of meat was overflowing and the copper stove floated out of the copper stove.

Compared to these two animals, Ye Chen is much more normal. His mind is as calm as water, his ancient well has no waves, and his temperament is leisurely.

Straws of quicksand brushed past his eyes, and each grain could be seen, reflecting into his eyes, shining brightly, like stars.

Suddenly, he calmed down and stood quietly, closing his eyes slightly, like a stone statue, letting the wind rag to the wind and the quicksand wander, towering and motionless, with only white hair floating and sinking.

His mind and spirit have already entered a wonderful artistic conception, which is the divine treasure of the Emperor Huang, and it has emerged again with the appearance of the artistic conception.

In the artistic conception, there is a starry sky, vast and boundless, with stars shining with confusing light.

In the deep starry sky, he was like a grain of dust in the desert, extremely small, making him feel awe of the universe, his state of mind sublimated, his heart is in love with the world, and his Tao is integrated with everything.

He became a little weird, his body sometimes as illusory as the soul, sometimes as solid as iron, intertwining and outlining the mystery.

In addition, there is also a mysterious power that seems to be visible and cannot be seen, but it allows the quicksand to remain silent and freeze in the air.

In the furnace, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng who were drinking soup had already stood up one after another, stomped on the furnace mouth and stared at each other tightly. One of them had a bright eyes and his eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see... Ye Chen was suddenly enlightened.

The desert was in silence, with only wind and sand raging, and no other strangeness was seen. Time was like quicksand, wandering through the years.

Ye Chen stood for three days and had never opened his eyes. In this vast desert, he became a beautiful scenery.

The great treasure hunter in the desert saw it from afar. He looked at it comfortably, each holding his hands, looking at it strangely, and wondering what Ye Chen was doing.

After looking at it, no one has any intention of cheating. For example, a ruthless man like Ye Chen, ordinary monks cannot afford to offend him.

It was only on the fourth day that Ye Chen trembled slightly, shook the quicksand, and there were a chain of order on his body, wrapping around him.

Then, he disappeared, or more accurately, he escaped into a space. The space was extremely large inside, but from the outside, it was just a grain of sand and dust, so small that it was invisible.

"Turn the universe into dust." Kui Niu was surprised. Niu narrowed his eyes slightly, sure that he had not read it wrong. He seemed to have heard of this imperial Taoist immortal art, subverting the laws, messing the universe, and absolutely defiant the heaven-level secret technique.

"What is turning the world into dust?" Li Changsheng asked curiously.

"The space transforms into dust space, and one dust is a world." Kui Niu said slowly, "This is the magical power of refuge, the exclusive divine treasure of the ancient holy body. Naturally, there are also many great magical powers who take a different approach and then suddenly realize this secret method."

"A world of dust? So stilted? So... so cool?"

"Who can find it by turning the world into dust? It can be called a god-level hang."

"Where is a person?" The monk who was peeking at him in secret was confused. A living person disappeared without saying that he had lost his mind. The great saint-level vision could not be found, and it seemed as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Ye Chen was still wandering in the artistic conception and realized the God-Treasure against Heaven.

Back then, he fought with Yin Zhiping for life and death, and only half of his life was left. He was besieged by all directions. In order to help him escape, Zi Xuan used the transformation of the earth into dust to escape the pursuit of enemies. There were also the secret method of shrinking the earth into a new earth and changing the sky to change the earth, which was all against the heavens. He had already learned how to shrink the earth into a new earth and changing the earth, but only this transformation of the earth into a new earth has made him realize it until now.

Turning the universe into dust is the second holy body and divine treasure he realized.

If the domineering state is an attack, and this transforming into dust is to hide, a grain of sand and dust. If it is not a real strong man against the sky, who can break the mystery?

The breeze blew, and Ye Chen smiled slightly, and finally opened his eyes. The world in front of him was white. From here, you could clearly see the outside world, but from outside, it was difficult to see the inside.

"With this secret method, we can feel assured and bold again." Li Changsheng grinned and rubbed his hands with shamelessness.

"I can see that the immortal method of avoidance is also excellent for peeping." Kui Niu touched his chin and said earnestly, "I took the time to teach me, and I will point it to it for the rest of my life."

"I just like your urinary nature." Ye Chen glanced at him, stepped out of the dusty space, and appeared in the starry desert again.

His sudden appearance scared the monks who were peeping in secret. Are all the people in the heavens so elusive? They disappeared and appeared.

Ye Chen ignored it directly and walked on the sand, his body movements were like ghosts.

In front of me, I saw the end of the desert, one step closer to Xuanhuang. Although the distance is still far away, I can already smell the Xuanhuang aura. That breath has been gone for a thousand years.

"Crazy, what a madman." Just as Ye Chen heard the angry curse, his voice from far to near.

I looked at it with my eyes and saw that it was a blockbuster monk who was heading straight to the desert. It seemed that he was being chased and killed, and all of them were cultivators from heaven and earth.

Their bodies were all in a mess, and there were many bloody bones. They had their cultivation from the Heaven Realm to the Great Saint. They were not a single sect, and they all had their own destiny and did not even dare to look back.

"You little melon baby, why are you doing this? Why don't you run away quickly?" When a Holy King passed by Ye Chen, he didn't forget to scold him. After that, he ran into the desert, running faster than a rabbit.

"It's obvious that there are great tribes in chaos in the starry sky opposite." Kuiniu cursed, and the bull's eyes flashed with cold and cold light.

Ye Chen frowned. He had seen the monks who fled along the way, but the number this time was a bit scary.

Thinking to himself, he pulled one of the people passing by, and he was a vulgar young man, as thin as a monkey.

"Are you sick?" The vulgar young man cursed, and ran away in a daze, and was dragged out in a daze. He was causing trouble. How about I just escaping my life? You're just messing around with me.

Ye Chen didn't say anything about this person, and slapped him up, making the slutty young man know what his surname was.

Now, the vulgar young man became honest, his head was buzzing, and his eyes were full of Venus. He couldn't even stand firmly. He was extremely depressed. Why are both saints, this boy wearing a mask, just like this? He swung the slap to me.

"Which race is causing trouble?" Ye Chen asked lightly.

"Qiuan...Qiuanqi." The vulgar young man said timidly, not daring to show his might, for fear of angering Ye Chen. "The ninth prince of the Qiongqi clan was catching people in the starry sky, saying that Chen Ye didn't show up for a day, so he killed a thousand people to practice until Chen Ye appeared."

Ye Chen said nothing and let go of the vulgar young man, like a divine light, heading straight to the starry sky, with cold murderous intent shattering.

Behind him, the vulgar young man scratched his head and was stunned. He was afraid that he would run slower, but this person would run wherever he was at risk.

Finally, he forgot about it. He also fled into the desert with the crowd. The Great Saint level was running away, let alone a little saint, who had finally reached the point of cultivation, so he had to cherish his life.

In the starry sky, Ye Chen was extremely fast, like a meteor, drawing a gorgeous arc, and the quasi-emperor soldiers in his body were trembling.

He was a little scary and everyone who knew him knew that the more he was like this, the more terrifying he became, like a beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years... was about to wake up.

"I killed too hard all the way. The great clan of the prehistoric world could not find Ye Chen, so he vented his anger on the human cultivation." Li Changsheng sighed.

"You know the yarn." Kui Niu kicked Li Changsheng over, "Didn't you see it? Even if there is no Seventh family in my family, the great clan of the prehistoric world will find other reasons to slaughter people and cultivate. The so-called truce agreement is a huge joke."
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