The peach blossom forest under the moon is as quiet as ashes, except for the buzzing sound of the dragon chaise, there is nothing else.

Under Ye Chen and Zi Xuan's gaze, Di Huang's face became paler.

Over time, his expression was not only pale, but blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, which shocked Ye Chen and Zixuan. The Emperor Huang, who had the power to kill the emperor, could not withstand the backlash.

Di Huang was silent and was still deducing silently, tracing further with the Taoist essence, and carrying the terrible backlash with the power of deduction, pushing away the layers of clouds and mist in the dark.

In the hazy, he seemed to see a woman's back, like a banished immortal standing at the end of the years, only to see three thousand black hairs swaying in the wind, and strands of them were dyed with fairy clouds. She was too far away, and although she could see it, she was like a dream, and could not be reached.

That is the commander of the ancient heavenly court and the owner of the white jade dragon chaise. She is so gorgeous that she has no chance to see her fairy face, but only her back is covered in the evening in the dream.

At this moment, Di Huang coughed up blood, staggered in one step, and the blood fell down.

"Ancestor."

"Holy Lord."

Ye Chen and Zi Xuan hurriedly stepped forward, one left and one right, supporting Di Huang, so shocked that they could not retaliate against a great holy body. How powerful is the owner of the White Jade Dragon Chair, surpassing the Great Emperor Realm? Is it a legendary Emperor?

Di Huang stood firmly, frowned, only looking at the dragon throne, without saying anything.

He underestimated the master of the dragon throne too much. The realm of the commander of the ancient heavenly court must be beyond the emperor. His achievements are overwhelming the world. Even if they have been buried, they are not something he can deduce by himself.

This time, he only saw one back, but did not see his true appearance.

What Emperor Dark said back then was quite reasonable.

Although his emperor was desolate, he had the combat power to slaughter the emperor, but he was not an emperor after all. Being able to slaughter the emperor does not mean that he was above the emperor. Some things could be easily done by the emperor, but the Great Successful Holy Body was far from being able to do. As in this deduction, if the Great Successful Holy Body came to perform the art, he would definitely see more. In many cases, the Great Successful Holy Body was too far from the Great Successful Emperor.

"I underestimated the ancestors of the Gutian Court." After a long time, I heard Di Huang speak, smiled and shook his head, and he was full of self-deprecating. With a deduction, I suddenly realized that the great holy body was a joke.

"You can see her honor." Ye Chen asked in a low voice.

Di Huang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a lot of helplessness in his smile.

Zixuan's eyes were filled with too much worry.

Since Di Huang returned, this is the second time he has suffered a backlash. It was in Tianxu before, but now it is the white jade dragon throne again. The strength of his ancestors makes people feel trembling.

"She knows it, but she doesn't mention it." Ye Chen looked at the female holy body.

Di Huang sighed and sat back under the old tree, cross-legged and closed his eyes. The backlash came too violently and needed to be erased. It was only strange that the person he deduced was too terrible.

Ye Chen and Zixuan dared not disturb him, and both retreated aside.

Young Master Ye was leisurely and sat down on the ground. He also took out the lotus lantern to nourish Nianwei's soul to absorb the power of starry moonlight and help nourish the soul power. He also understood some magical powers.

Zixuan was as quiet as ever, sitting on the grass, silent, like a poem or a painting, looking quietly at the Emperor Huang, her expression was in a moment of trance, full of women's tenderness.

"I heard that you and your ancestors went to the forbidden area and you will gain something." Ye Chen seemed to have nothing, and he had already picked up a trace of his soul and integrated it into the treasure lotus lantern to help chant Wei's soul.

"Nothing gain." Zixuan coughed dryly, with a slightly strange expression. She drank a cup of Enlightenment Tea and lifted the table. It was really hard to say it. If Di Huang had not been there at that time, she would have been left in the restricted area. It would be strange if she could tell Mi Xin if she could tell the scene.

With a simple dialogue, both of them were silent.

This silence made Ye Chen quite remember. When Zixuan was still a puppet back then, she stood cross-legged and stood aside, feeling quiet, which was really long gone.

Zi Xuan felt this way. She accompanied Ye Chen's growth during those years and witnessed him all the way, from a young monk to gain today's achievements.

The peach blossom forest with petals flying is falling into tranquility again.

On the other side of the monk world, the great banquet has come to an end. The people who are in the underworld go their separate ways to go back to their hometowns and visit the heavens. Then they will search for the ancient stars, either to realize the Tao, to practice secretly, or to establish a sect, to leave behind an ancient lineage. In many years to come, these people in the underworld will guard the heavens.

Of course, some people stayed in Da Chu and found immortal mountains to serve as a place for meditation. Some powerful people in the underworld simply praised themselves. The heavens were not difficult, so they did not open the seal.

In the years of stability, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

In Tianxuan Gate, all the quasi-emperors were present and fixed in front of a divine monument. This ancient divine monument was previously hung with jade plaques of the soul. At this moment, except for the bursting, there were only two pieces left, one was the human king and the other was the six paths. They were the people in the disaster, and the two had not returned.

Everyone's expressions were full of sadness. One person who responded to the disaster and buried too many people, and the heavens suffered heavy losses. More than 80% of the peak quasi-emperors became ashes in the disaster.

"The more than one million quasi-emperors who came from the underworld have barely made up for the losses caused by disasters." Old Tian couldn't help but sigh, took the wine pot, and sprinkled a piece of wine.

"In the future, it will be the world for the younger generations." Di Lao said, stroking his beard, "A new generation will replace the old ones, and in the near future, it will be a golden world."

No one here refuted this. He knew more secrets and knew that Ye Chen was awarded the title of quasi-emperor, which was a sign that the suppression of the imperial Taoist imprint was weakened, and more peak quasi-emperors would be more touching the barrier of the imperial Taoist, and there would be more demonic juniors who would advance rapidly along the way.

The Imperial Dao brand suppresses not only the peak quasi-emperor, but also all the monks in the world.

If the suppression is weakened, the difficulty of the monk's advancement will be greatly reduced.

To be honest, the weakening of the suppression of the imperial imprint is a destiny for monks. The geniuses of later generations will spring up like mushrooms after a rain and rise in this era.

They should be glad that there is a great holy body to protect the Tao, so there is no need to worry that the road will die due to the war, and the prehistoric world has been suppressed. Even if the demons invade, they are not afraid.

Therefore, this era of rest and recuperation is also an era of creating great worlds.

"I have no hope, I'm optimistic about you." The Holy Lord shook the folding fan and sighed. The so-called hopelessness refers to becoming an emperor. If he failed to pass the emperor's disaster, he would be in the gate of the Emperor's Way. No matter how amazing he was, no matter how evil he was, he would never be able to go against the will of heaven.

The fifth general and the emperor sighed together, both of whom were not given the throne.

"If I can become an emperor, I will protect you." Di Lao said meaningfully.

As soon as these words were said, everyone squinted their eyes and looked like they were saying: How many pounds are you, don’t you have to count? You can’t do it.

boom!

Suddenly, a sudden rumbling sounded across the heavens.

Hearing the sound, the quasi-emperors stood up together.

In other words, anyone who hears the rumbling acts, all looking up at the void, their hearts tremble, because they smell a terrible pressure, which belongs to the Emperor's Way.

"Someone overcomes the emperor's robbery." In the direction of Xuanhuang, all the emperors and the quasi-emperors of the peak all climbed to the sky. They narrowed their eyes slightly and looked at a misty area, but they could not find the source of the rumbling sound.

"Someone wants to become an emperor?" A surprising voice filled the heavens.

"It is undoubtedly the Emperor's Tribulation of the Supreme Dao." In the direction of the Netherworld Continent, the Holy Lord of Netherworld also frowned slightly. With his cultivation and Taoist practice, he could not find the source, and he didn't know whose tribulation it was.

"The Taotie clan is really outstanding!"

At the Heavenly Gate of Great Chu, all the quasi-emperors came to the underground palace and looked at the water curtains that were monitoring the prehistoric clans. Someone did lead to the imperial catastrophe, which came from the spiritual realm, and was the quasi-emperor of the Taotie clan.
Chapter completed!