It is getting closer and closer to Da Chu, but the journey back is still so long.

It was the starry sky with blood mist flying, and all the broken limbs and arms were all seen. It seemed that I had experienced a fierce war. When I looked at it intently, I could still smell the aura of the prehistoric world. Needless to say, it was the prehistoric world that slaughtered innocent people and even the entire star field, it was difficult to see living creatures.

"This is too cruel!" Shangguan Jiu swallowed violently when he saw it.

"Little guy, be obedient, don't look out." Ye Ling hugged Xiao Yang Lan and smiled gently. Such a bloody scene would hurt the young mind, and the picture was too tragic.

Ye Chen walked slowly in the starry sky without saying a word.

Ji Ningshuang didn't say anything, her indifferent eyes flashed with cold light.

Seeing many killings, the two of them had already become as cold as ice, but when they saw this blood-colored starry sky, they could not hide their anger. The dignified tribe, who is a typical bully of the weak and afraid of the strong, dare not face the demons, but has started a catastrophe again and again, which has long been angered by both humans and gods.

Suddenly, a melodious sound of flute came from afar.

Then there was a rumbling sound, and the rolling air of the prehistoric world spread.

Hearing the sound, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang moved in no particular order, heading straight to the source of the rumbling sound, with flute sounds and rumblings, and even more with the aura of prehistoric times. Obviously, the war is still going on.

"What a weird sound of the flute." Ye Chen whispered softly. The closer he was to that place, the more ethereal the sound of the flute was, with magic that confuses people's minds. Even with his concentration, he couldn't help but be dazed.

"Transfer flowers and jade, and the world is intoxicated by the heaven and earth." Ji Ningshuang also murmured, as if she could recognize the sound of the flute.

Ye Chen hadn't asked much, and he accelerated his pace, like a divine light.

Not long after, the two found the source of the flute sound, which was a deadly ancient star, or an ancient star of mortality. The reason for the deathly quiet was that all living beings were killed.

There are broken mountains, the peaks are constantly shattering, and the war is in full swing.

There are indeed people from the prehistoric world, and there are three great saints, one is a ghost, one is Qiongqi, and one is a golden sac. There is indeed someone playing the flute. He is a woman in white. She is covered with fairy light in the evening, and her appearance is not stained with dust, holy and flawless, like a dream and a illusion.

Behind her, there was a white young man sitting cross-legged, covered in blood. It seemed that he was mostly fighting with the prehistoric world, seriously injured, and affected his soul.

The sound of the flute is faint and pleasant, but it is also full of terrible magic. The three great saints of the prehistoric world were also attacked and were confused. They each fought against a phantom. The phantom was the external appearance of the flute sound. If they could not break the flute sound, they would not be able to destroy the external appearance.

"Okay, very good." The ghost's eyes were scarlet and terrifying.

"I want to see how long can you last?" Qiongqi also gritted his teeth.

"When you break this magical power, you will definitely make life worse than death." Jin Qi smiled grimly.

The three great saints of the prehistoric level were extremely powerful and their attack became more fierce. They seemed to recognize this magical power and could not be broken for a while. But if it took a long time, it would be hard to say, just because they were the great saints, while the other party was just a little saint king, which was far from it.

The woman in white stood indifferently and stood gracefully, and the sound of the flute was even more magical. Her face was pale and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, which blocked the three great saints and paid the price.

"Senior Fairy, don't worry about me, run away quickly!" Bai Qingnian said in a voice.

The woman in white smiled and did not reply. A fairy senior called her, and her expression was vicissitudes. The white young man was her master. However, now in the midst of disaster, she has traveled all over the starry sky and finally found that there is no reason to escape alone.

"Born for me." But Wen Guiwu shouted and wiped out the phantom with one palm.

"Bor." Jin Qi and Qiong Qi were both speaking in unison, and they also broke the external appearance of the flute sound.

The woman in white vomited blood and suffered a terrible backlash. She stepped back and couldn't stand firmly. With the cultivation of the Saint King, she was able to block the three great saints for so long, so she was so proud.

Unfortunately, she is just a saint king after all, and she cannot defeat three great saints of the prehistoric level.

"Blow, keep blowing!" Qiongqi stood in Xutian, smiling fangs all revealed.

"Your blood should be wonderful for a lowly person to cultivate." The Great Sage of the Ghost Sword smiled sinisterly, with a scarlet tongue, poked the crimson claws, and grabbed the woman in white from Xutian.

The woman in white stood still, made a seal with one hand, and was ready to instantly open the prohibition method.

However, at this moment, a golden sword light slashed from afar, killing the ghost's palm print. Then, a golden fist shadow also came from afar. The ghost's blast collapsed, and whether it was physical, golden body, or the true body of the soul, were all destroyed in an instant.

"This..." Qiongqi and Jin Qing suddenly changed their color, everything came too suddenly.

Even more abruptly, the head and neck separated from each other without waiting for the two to ask. The beheaded head was blown into ashes during the fall, and the true soul was scattered.

When they arrived, the three of them didn't see who took the action, and they died in a very frustrating way.

The woman in white was also shocked. Have these three great saints in the prehistoric world been instantly killed?

The ones who took action were Ye Chen and the others, who had already manifested themselves in the void and descended from the sky.

"Thank you for your help, senior." The woman in white hurriedly bowed her hands. She really met a noble person when she went out. She should not have lost her life. She would have received help from seniors from the heavens, otherwise she would have been buried.

Ji Ningshuang smiled softly and took off her cloak.

Seeing her true face, the white woman was stunned, "You...Yao Chi?"

"The heart of the flower, don't be fine." Ji Ningshuang smiled.

"Why are you still alive?" The woman in white opened her mouth slightly, unable to believe it.

"I have no way to enter hell, so I'm back."

"Dongshen Yaochi is indeed well-known."

"People who responded to the robbery?" Ye Chen, who had cleaned the battlefield, walked over, but his eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the Bai Qingnian sitting cross-legged. With his vision, it was not difficult to see that he was a person who responded to the robbery. Before responding to the robbery, he must be a quasi-emperor. Unfortunately, he did not recognize it.

"Drinking among the flowers." Ji Ningshuang saw it and put on the cloak she took off immediately. Ye Chen didn't recognize it, but she recognized it. Since she recognized it, it would be better not to see her true appearance.

"Do you know that he is a robbery?" Ye Chen sent a message to the heart of Hua Jianxin.

"I know." Hua Jianxin pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help frowning.

Since Hua Jianxin knew that it was disturbing the disaster. This predecessor named Hua Jianzhuo had already been disturbed. It is an unknown whether he could pass the disaster.

"It's really helpless, so I'm just trying to intervene." Hua Jianxin sighed.

Ye Chen said nothing, his brows still frowned, and was secretly deducing the drink among the flowers.

As he expected, due to Hua Jianxin's intervention, Hua Jianzhu's fate became extremely unstable and he might be buried in the disaster. This cannot be blamed on Hua Jianxin. Just as he interfered in the affairs of the Jiu Jianxian and the Immortal Mother, if he did not take action, he would die faster.

"There can be a way to remedy it." Ji Ningshuang asked.

"We need to change our destiny against the will of heaven." Ye Chen took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that the human king has already entered the world as a disaster, and the God of Creation is missing. This is difficult."

After hearing this, Hua Jianxin's rosy cheeks turned pale in an instant.

"Let's take it away first." Ye Chen said, turning around to climb to the sky.

Ji Ningshuang also had pretty eyebrows and frowns slightly, and followed.

Hua Jianxin sealed Hua Jianzhu into the magic weapon, and also walked into the void. Looking at Ye Chen's back, muttering to himself, "It turns out to be the tenth emperor of the Great Chu, so he is really clumsy."

The three of them fell into the starry sky, and they ran into one person.

Isn't that person the one who sold Ye Chen's paintings before? After carefully studying the starry sky map, he finally found the right direction and went to Xuanhuang to make a lot of money. The so-called making big money was to sell Ye Chen's paintings. Unexpectedly, when he encountered this star field, he could see a miserable scene.

Ji Ningshuang was nothing, but when she saw the young man again, she always wanted to laugh.

Ye Chen, his big face is so dark, why do you have it everywhere?

When Hua Jianxin arrived later, he was stunned at first, and then hurriedly took off his cloak and covered his face, as if he knew that the young man was a robbery and could no longer disturb his robbery.

"What, do you recognize it?" Ye Chen was shocked.

"Wutian Sword Master: Mo Qin." Hua Jianxin sent a voice.

"Will this guy be the Wutian Sword Master?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the young man. Not long ago, he was still selling his paintings, with a vulgar look on his face, and he didn't look like a sword master at all. However, when he thought of Jiang Taixu and Jiu Jianxian, he felt relieved.

If you want to talk about this disaster, it really subverts people's views.

Like the world, a fortune teller was a fortune teller;

Like the six paths, he became an alcoholic in response to the disaster;

For example, the person in front of him is just a business man, and he is so uncommon!

"It is the Wutian Sword Master." Ji Ningshuang sighed. Although she had never seen it, she had heard his legend. Everyone in the heavens knew it. Like Jian Feidao and Jiu Jianxian, she also practiced the sword. She has always been a divine dragon. In terms of qualifications, the three of them are of the same generation. In this era, who is the best of the sword art, who is weak and who is stronger, but still doesn't know.

What Ji Ningshuang wanted to laugh was that not long ago, they had a deal.

"I can see that he was also a living treasure before the disaster." Looking at the coming disaster, Ye Chen said meaningfully that he could sell his paintings everywhere, but most people could not do it.

How could he not know about Wutian Sword Master? He was also a ruthless man. Three thousand years ago, the Qiongqi clan was in trouble in the Eastern Wilderness, and Mo Qin was also present. Only one person killed the Nine Quasi Emperors of Qiongqi and returned in vain. After that, the Qiongqi clan was born more than once, all because of the Sword Master. Unfortunately, he could not find the shadow of the Sword Master. Occasionally, he searched once or twice, but was defeated by the killing.

Speaking of which, the craze for disasters has really spread widely. The three masters of swordsmanship have not escaped the misfortune of disasters. God knows whether the three of them can pass the craze.

While speaking, Mo Qin had arrived. Seeing Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang, he was stunned.

This time, whether it was Ye Chen, Ji Ningshuang, or Hua Jianxin, they all said nothing and turned around and left. They all knew his identity, so they had to avoid it.

"I look... so scary?" Mo Qin followed him with a slutty face.

Ye Chen and the other two did not reply, and their pace accelerated.

"What are you running? I won't rob you." Mo Qin called.

Ye Chen and the other two still didn't reply a word.

"I have a treasure, I'll sell you cheaply." Mo Qin did not give up and took out the picture scroll.

Now, Ye Chen stopped doing it and was about to turn it back and kick him.
Chapter completed!