Seeing Ye Chen enter the underworld, not only the Emperor of the Underworld, but even the Dao Ancestor's eyes changed and he did not react for a while.

Awesome!

The expressions of the two emperors perfectly explained this sentence.

You must know that the three realms of heaven, earth, and man are isolated, and even Ji Ningshuang, who is the emperor, cannot enter. The guy actually stepped into the underworld while sleepwalking.

This step alone is not comparable to the Eastern Wilderness Empress.

boom!

With a rumbling sound, Ye Chen landed in the underworld, and the world he stepped on was swaying. I don’t know how many evil spirits were shocked to ashes.

He was still closing his eyes, still sleepwalking, walking endlessly with Lingxu's steps.

"No one can disturb him."

The Emperor of the Underworld sacrificed the Emperor's Divine Consciousness and spread it throughout the underworld. In order for Ye Chen to be resurrected, everything needs to be given up for him. This face must be given enough.

Ye Chen was like a wandering soul, stepped across the sea of ​​evil, crossed the sea of ​​demon cultivation, went to the Hall of Yama, and ran around the eighteen levels of hell, and finally got on the road to the underworld.

It is still the yin and yang road, planted with flowers on the other side, with flowers but no leaves, leaves but no flowers, never meeting each other for generations.

At the head of the Naihe Bridge, there is no Naihe Bridge God.

In front of the Three Lives Stone, Ye Chen stopped for a long time.

In front of the Wangxiangtai, Ye Chen has not moved for a long time.

After many years, he once again stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, with three bridges on the upper, middle and lower sides. He walked the bottom. That was what the sinners walked on and the animal path leads to.

The whirlpool of reincarnation is as dark as the bottomless abyss.

Ye Chen stood on the edge, motionless again.

Not sure when he raised his foot and stepped in.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The underworld shook again, and it was Ye Chen's own reincarnation, which disturbed the reincarnation again. As before, there was a lot of noise.

Soon, the guy came out, returned the same way, walked with his eyes closed, and entered the ghost city of the underworld.

"Is he really an ancient and dark general?"

Countless people gathered, including the generals of the underworld, the king of ghosts, the big ghosts, the little ghosts, and many cow heads and horse faces, following them all the way.

"Ye Chen, it's him."

"It's only been so many years since the holy body has been fully realized."

“In sleepwalking.”

"He is not a living person in this form?"

"What I'm curious about is why he came to the underworld again."

The streets of the ghost city were bustling with figures, but no one spoke. They were all sending their voices with their spiritual sense. Looking at the expressions, one was more exciting than the other. They shocked Ye Chen's cultivation level, and they didn't understand Ye Chen's form, and even more confused Ye Chen, how did he come to the underworld.

When he revisited the old place, Ye Chen was completely unaware of it and was still walking step by step, and he would stop at it for a long time.

"It's a great success in the end."

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

"I wonder if your wife has attained enlightenment and become emperor."

"Boy, I'm sorry."

In a corner of the crowd, there was a man whispering softly, tears filling his eyes. He only looked at Ye Chen from afar, with a vicissitudes of expression. Although he was a ghost, his body was covered with dust from time to time.

If Ye Chen is awake, he will be stunned.

Just because that was an acquaintance: the king of humans.

That's right, it was Fuxi, who was also a favorite favored by God. He died in the catastrophe and had a trace of soul that fell into the underworld. It was also the only person who died in the catastrophe, who was caught by the Emperor of the Underworld and stayed in the ghost city.

"I don't know, he still recognizes me."

On the other side of the crowd, there was also a man whispering softly, his white clothes fluttering, his spirited posture was so handsome that he was so handsome that he was so bad.

When the guy was talking, he still pursed his hair. It was not narcissism. He had the capital. No matter where he looked, he was handsome, and he was absolutely handsome.

He listened to his words and was also a god and a man who died in the underworld, and he died earlier than the human king.

Ye Chen still didn't know these things. He was sleepwalking, and he still had no consciousness, and he didn't know that he had come to the underworld.

As he walked, he stopped again, turned a corner, entered a street and a small garden.

That small garden was the one he and Chu Ling had lived in. Those years must have been the most comfortable thing they had ever lived. They would go to the streets hand in hand and buy ingredients together. He was responsible for the installation and she was responsible for bargaining. The people in the ghost town still remember it vividly.

Ye Chen was there, staying for three days, standing in the small garden like a statue, without moving.

"Is there any confusion?"

Too many people gathered outside the campus, no one dared to speak, just watching silently, Ye Chen came to the underworld, it was so fresh.

On the fourth day, Ye Chen moved, stepped onto the eaves and sat down steadily. Although he closed his eyes, he raised his head. Although he closed his eyes, he seemed to be looking at the ethereal and illusory from afar.

He picked up his handprints, and the fireworks were set off, one by one, blooming proudly in the dim sky. He saw too many female ghosts, all of whom looked dazed. The gorgeous fireworks were so beautiful and beautiful, and they looked like a person's life, with the extreme sublimation and the ending of dimness. For a moment, it would be eternal.

"If Naihe Bridge God is still here, it will definitely be romantic."

I don't know who it is, but muttered in a low voice.

These words evoke ancient memories of the spectators.

Back then, Ye Chen and Chu Ling sat on the eaves, and there were fireworks everywhere. That was the first fireworks that people in the underworld had seen and the only fireworks.

When I went to see the eaves of the house, I could see Ye Chen who was sleeping, showing a warm smile, as if he was having a beautiful dream.

On the sixth day, he went down from the eaves and left the ghost town. He headed south like a lonely ghost, unable to find his roots, stop and stop, aimless, and does not know the meaning of existence.

Behind him, the King of Man followed silently, with tears in his eyes and guilt. It was him who harmed Ye Fan.

But he died in the underworld.

But the poor child died.

"Old man, what's wrong with Zhu Tian!"

The handsome and scumbag-clothed man in white also followed along, standing side by side with the King of Humans, asking all the way, but still haven't figured it out why the King of Humans died in the human world.

"The heavens have experienced a catastrophe."

The king of humans has never concealed it anymore.

As soon as these words came out, the man in white suddenly calmed down, his face was extremely pale, and he instantly arrived at the foot of Jieming Mountain.

"Emperor, I want to go back to the heavens."

"He was almost buried in the six realms of reincarnation back then. Do you think you have a chance of winning."

Emperor Ming closed his eyes from Ye Chen, overlooking the foot of Jieming Mountain, looking at the handsome and shabby man in white.

"I'm going home, I'm going to guard her."

The man in white had tears in his eyes and his eyes were firm.

At that moment, Emperor Ming was also in a daze, and his firm eyes were somewhat similar to Ye Chen back then.

In the dark world, Ye Chen stopped again.

In the distance, there is a mountain mansion: Luochuan Mountain Mansion.

After many years, Chu Ling became a love disaster, and Ye Chen was also present, and the pain was heartbreaking.

Once again, he stepped onto the stone steps, step by step, with tears flowing with his eyes closed. The dream this time should be an extremely miserable dream.

It was still the small corner that year, and he sat down again, like a stone statue, without moving.

On nine days, he sat there for nine days.

Not far away, the King of Humans also guarded him for nine days.

Fuxi also heard about the events back then in the underworld. It was a good story and a legend.

If it weren't for hearing, the Human King wouldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe that Ye Chen had a heart-wrenching love disaster in the underworld. How did he survive that period?

On the tenth day, Ye Chen got up and left Luochuan Mountain Mansion. He was boundless all the way and became a lonely ghost again.

This time, the Human King has not followed, just because Ye Chen is sleepwalking, is too strange and is almost astonishing as the law of rebellion.

Ye Chen appeared again and was already Jieming Mountain.

The same thing happened again in the underworld.

On the top of the Netherworld Mountain, the Emperor of the Underworld sat steadily, while he circled around the Emperor of the Underworld.

"Turn, I'll watch you turn."

The Emperor of the Underworld was calm and really looked at it with his hands in his arms.

Ye Chen was sleepwalking, but he was really involved in the sleepwalking. He walked around the emperor for more than 800 times without stopping for a moment.
To be continued...