"wait for me."

Ye Chen's words were still so gentle.

"Ye Chen."

Yao Chi subconsciously reached out and gently pulled the corner of his clothes.

At this moment, she is no longer the splendid empress of the East Wilderness, but more like a weak little woman.

"Can you...can you hug me?"

Yao Chi lowered her eyes, and her words seemed to be saying to Ye Chen, and she seemed to be talking to herself, muttering to the point where she could hardly hear them.

Ye Chen smiled warmly and opened his wide arms.

"Live...come back."

Yao Chi's cheek was pressed against his chest, and he wrapped his hands around him, as if he had tried all his strength, and he was about to integrate himself into Ye Chen's body. There was mist in his eyes, which condensed into frost under the moonlight, with a unique tragic beauty of the empress.

She knew that this journey might be a farewell forever, and Ye Chen might follow in the footsteps of his first life, and might even die in the ancient road in battle. It was an immortal road and a dead end.

"wait for me."

Ye Chen hugged his wife's forehead, left a kiss, and then turned around again, and with stepping down step by step, an ancient armor appeared inch by inch on his body. The fierce cloak was stained with blood and dust of time.

In front of the grave, she was tearful and watched him drift away.

Until now, she is not sure whether the person named Ye Chen loves Dongshen Yaochi or Ji Ningshuang.

Ye Chen left and left Da Chu, leaving only his back.

Behind him, there were a series of lights and lights following, including the Sword God, Di Xuan, the God General, the Sword Master, the Donghuang Taixin, the descendants of the Emperor, Xie Yun, Situ Nan, Zi Xuan, Bai Zhi, Ming Jue...

Not only Da Chu, but also people gathered in all directions of the starry sky, including Kui Niu, Little Yuanhuang, Chen Yi, King Wu of Eastern Zhou, the Son of the Sun and Moon God, the Son of Emperor Xuanyuan, the Dragon Chest, the Southern Emperor... Too many.

After ten thousand years, a new million gods were born, with a larger lineup than the Immortal Martial Emperor. It was led by the Holy Body Ye Chen and the Empress of the Heavenly Court, and wanted to march into the ancient road again.

Dong...dongdong...dongdongdongdong.

The sound of war drums suddenly rang, from slow to fast, and the long bells filled the three realms, making the expedition forces of the heavens strong.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The starry sky roared, and the whole sky was shaking.

At the front, Ye Chen and the Empress walked side by side, like two divine lights. The millions of gods behind him were like fairy lights, dripping through the vast starry sky, drawing brilliant arcs.

Passing by a starry sky, Ye Chen once looked down for a moment, as if he could see a picture of the past through that time and space, including him, Ye Ling, Ji Ningshuang, and Tang San Shao.

At that moment, time and space seemed to be intertwined. He had raised his eyes in the past, as if he could see him through that time and space...

Ye Chen smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

Perhaps it was not until this moment that he realized that the scene he saw was not false, but a corner of the future.

Now, it is the future scene.

Buzz!

The Empress of Heaven's Hand brushed her hand and forced her to open the entrance of the ancient road in the sky. The giant gate that raised the sky spans the sky and the earth. The breath revealed inside is ancient and distant, with no lack of blood.

Ye Chen and the Empress of Heavenly Court entered Jumen side by side.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to look back at the heavens.

The same is true for millions of gods, just like Ye Chen and the Empress, before entering Jumen, they looked back at their hometown and the beautiful mountains and rivers. This trip may be a farewell forever.

"Why are you still a little sad!"

Emperor Dark sat on the top of the mountain, watching with his hands in his arms, and always felt empty in his heart, and he was in no mood to read the collector's version.

"I hope I can hold on until reinforcements arrive."

Daozu took a deep breath. The ancient prehistoric world was waiting for reinforcements, and the three realms of heaven, earth, and man were the same.

The battle that lasts forever finally kicks off.

ps: Two chapters today.

(March 16, 2020)

The third volume of "Six Paths of Reincarnation" ends here.

The last volume of "The Ancient Past" is about to begin.
Chapter completed!