Supreme Immortal Emperor

Go to Immortal World and dominate the palace.

Yin Ming held the wine glass and looked at the party with interest.

There is a faint fairy hua, a fluttering shadow, slowly turning out, dressed in neon clothes, ethereal like a fairy.

A closer look, isnt it the Moon Heart?

Yue Xin showed his true body, glanced at all around, frowning, as if he knew where it was, and a pair of demonic eyes, staring at him full of gloom, then It is the master of Celestial Court.

But she was puzzled. She was still dancing on Chiyan Peak just now. So in an instant, she went to the dominating palace. Do you want summon?

“Why, it’s surprising.” Yin Ming smiled quietly. He already got up, still holding the wine glass, with the corners of his mouth cocked slightly, laughing playfully and playfully.

“Fellow Daoist is really a good method.” Yuexin said indifferently, her expression cold as ice, without any fear, she didn’t even look at Yin Ming.

“I went to the lower realm, your wings are really hard, how dare you call the widow a Fellow Daoist.” Yin Ming smiled again, and Yu Yuexin set himself in front of her body and gently stretched her fingers. Holding up Yuexins chin, she looked at Yuexins cheeks as if she was appreciating the artwork, “The discipline of the three emperors, the fruit is natural beauty.”

Yuexin said nothing, raised her hand to push In the open, indifferent, there is a touch of disgust, and there is still no fear in his expression, just because he has experienced winds and waves.

“It is strong, and few people like it.” Yin Ming smiled, took a sip of wine, and walked behind Yuexin, picking up a strand of Yuexin’s hair, gently smelling the fragrance of the woman, expression Quite pleasant.

zheng!

Sword cry sounded loudly, and Yue Xin had a dagger in his hand, glowing with cold light, but it did not stab at the Celestial Court master, but at his own Primordial Spirit.

The moment she appeared, she had a certain consciousness.

This Yin Ming wants to take her hostage! If you want to use her, threaten Da Chu Sovereign and Asura Heavenly Venerate, knowing this, you can’t let Yin Ming succeed, and she is not afraid of death.

Unfortunately, she is not strong enough, otherwise the sword will pierce Yin Ming, who can’t kill the master of Celestial Court, so she can only kill herself.

“It’s not stupid.” Yin Ming laughed abusively, only raised his hand slightly, and stopped Yue Xin, “If you don’t let you die, you can’t die. Without your bait, how can you go? Catch that big fish.”

“Dignified Celestial Court master, playing tricks like this, are you afraid of future generations laughing?” Yue Xin said coldly.

“When they are destroyed, when the widows unify Heaven Realm, the world only remembers my great achievements.”

“You are so pitiful.”

“Sharp teeth.” Yin Ming didn’t feel angry at all, finally turned around and tasted a glass of wine quite comfortably before waving his hand casually, “Take along to withdraw for me, so I can take care of it.”

Under the order, two more Immortal Monarchs stepped in and took away Moon Xin.

Yuexin has been shaped like a puppet, has no power to bind a chicken, can not commit suicide, only slightly sideways, looking into nothingness, as if she can see the peaks of Huashan through the endless misty eyes. Full of worry.

“Where did it go.” On Chi Yan Peak, the two goods, Taiyi and Taibai, were still circling around looking for a big living person.

Without a word, pupil light is indeterminate, and there is always an ominous premonition.

Heavenly Venerate squinted his eyes slightly without saying a word. He turned around and went straight to the bottom of Huashan Mountain. He wanted to find Ye Chen. He was proficient in deduction and would surely be able to find out.

At the bottom of Huashan Mountain, what he saw was still the purple sea of clouds. With his best eyesight, he could only vaguely see Ye Chen, no longer sitting cross-legged, but lying in the depths of the sea of clouds. Really like a fallen leaf, wandering with the sea of clouds, there is no sign of awakening.

“Ye Chen, wake up quickly.” Asura Heavenly Venerate uses Divine Consciousness sound transmission, the tone is slightly hurried.

For a long time, I haven’t heard any response.

In other words, Ye Chen can’t hear it.

At this moment, he is still in the artistic conception of Emperor Yun, the ethereal Great World, Immortal Qi, hazy rain and fog, one mountain and one water, one tree and one wood, all seemingly true and seemingly illusory, His mind fell into it, he couldn’t distinguish between the real and the illusion, but he figured it out, but he couldn’t find a way out. Since that day he was dragged in by Emperor Yun, he hadn’t gone out, and he didn’t know how to go out.

“Don’t make trouble, there’s still a war outside.”

Ye Chen scolded, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the whole world, sweeping the world, deducing it from the sky , I want to find the weak spot of this artistic conception.

However, his vision is limited and he can’t see through.

This state of mind is more mysterious than he imagined. The universe is changing all the time, and even more wicked than in Buzhou Mountain. His Zhoutian evolution needs to keep up with the changes in the universe before he can find it. Out of that way.

“Hongjun, you know a lot!”

Ye Chen’s face went dark, and he scolded Daozu again, even with his 18th generation ancestors. I greeted them one by one, and melted your emperor’s accumulation, then I was locked in for Lao Tzu, and I didn’t pick a time. There was still fighting outside, and you were so trapped here for Lao Tzu.

After a big curse, he went down the mountain and walked along one side, crossing a sea, crossing a green plain, and looking all the way.

The artistic conception world of Emperor Yun is more out of the ordinary than he imagined. Tao Yun is resembles nature itself, and you can see the Primal Chaos Dao Principle, the sky is hanging down, the strands are like rain, Although I can see it, I can’t touch it.

Ye Chen stopped again, bathing in Dao Ze, and listening to Great Dao’s heavenly music.

Tao Zu Hongjun, also is a Chaos Body, and is also the first person to become an emperor with Chaos Body. His insight into Chaos Way has surpassed the Great Way. Only the perception of Chaos is far superior Above him.

The realm of imperial implication, there is no day and night.

Ye Chen stops and stops, there is chaos wherever he goes, and he can hear Great Dao’s heavenly music wherever he goes, fellow practitioners of the way of chaos, his Taoism within the body can be born with it. Resonance, intertwined with Supreme Dao Yun.

Of course, compared to Dao Yun, Ye Chen is now more concerned about the battle, whether it is still fighting, whether it has ended, whether Celestial Court won, or the lower bound, legendary Taigong Jiang, whether he has awakened and left the game. .

For him, these are all unknowns, trapped in the realm of imperial enlightenment, completely isolated from the outside world, and others can’t hear them.

It was another mountain forest, and he stopped slightly.

Looking up to the sky, on a steep mountain, there is a one silhouette standing, which is not real, but illusory. The purple daoist robe is vacillating, like an immortal.

Ye Chen stepped on, fixed his eyes and stared.

The illusory purple-robed man, only sees his human form, but does not see the honor. He stands so lightly, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky, although it is illusory, but Ye Chen can get from him , I feel the pressure of the emperor, and the unconcealed vicissitudes and ancient times.

Ye Chen touched his chin and determined that this was the Dao ancestor. To be precise, it was a trace of the Dao ancestor’s residual existence in the emperor’s abundance, and the emperor was in him.

Looking at it, Ye Chen moved. Since then, he kicked it up. He has long wanted to hammer this old way. Since he came to Heaven Realm, he hit the wall everywhere, and he was really angry. If you can’t find Dao Ancestor, you can only use his brand to vent your anger, such as kicking.

After that, I heard the rumbling sound.

Xu is too hard, and Daozus body is illusory. His kick is empty. It doesnt matter if he kicks it. If he doesnt pay attention, he planted on the top of the mountain. Although it is also illusory, there is a sound when landing, and the roaring sound is loud.

Ye Chen got up, very embarrassed. When he fell in the outside world, it was completely tickling, but in this realm of imperial implication, the whole body hurts.

“Your sister’s.” Ye Chen cursed secretly, quite puzzled. The body is illusory. It is said that one kick should work. Why did you kick it? Failed to clean up the brand of Dao Ancestor, he fell half crippled.

zheng!

When he scolded his mother, he suddenly heard a sword cry.

When I look at the top of the mountain again, Dao Ancestor Brands hand already has an illusory sword. It is entwined with Primal Chaos Dao Principle, and it is the Dao sword.

Under his gaze, the imposing manner of the Dao Ancestor’s imprint, instantly climbed, full of extremely Dao imposing prestige, and shocked the entire artistic realm, all shaking rumblingly.

Ye Chen let out a dry cough, and felt cold all over. He always felt the mark of the Dao ancestor, and he was quite grudges. He wanted to get rid of him and let him have a long memory.

“I didn’t kick again.” Ye Chen smiled dryly.

In fact, he thinks too much. The imposing manner branded by the Taoist ancestor, only a moment, it converges into the invisible, still standing on the top of the mountain, quietly dancing the sword, every move is slow, but that one One move, but they all incorporate Supreme Dao Yun, with endless changes.

Ye Chen was in a daze, trance.

Before thinking about it, he stepped onto the top of the mountain again, with a Dao sword in his hand, learning Dao Zu’s sword skills, dancing lightly, imitating Dao Zu Qi Yun.

I dont know how long this dance will take.

Look at the top of the mountain again, the mark of Taoist ancestor has disappeared, and only Ye Chen is left on it. He still holds the sword and puts it on the wave. In the sword of the ancestor, he occasionally gets a touch of the true meaning of Tao, dancing Meditation in the sword.

Whats weird is that with his sword dancing, the realm of the emperors meaning, the universe is changing, the mountains and giant mountains have moved, and the rivers and rivers flow back, even the flowers and grasses In the withering and young buds, more than one reincarnation has given rise to a different life.

The biggest change is that this artistic realm, with more days and nights, and then Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, which are obvious from time to time. Following a certain trajectory, changing back and forth, the universe still changes , He seemed to keep up with the rhythm.

As night fell, he finally took the sword.

Although his eyes are open and closed, his deep eyes have a different aura, which is still evolving in his eyes at this moment, becoming a Boundless Starry Sky.

“Interesting.” Ye Chen murmured, stepping out of the mountain, stepping on the universe, reflecting the stars and moonlight, and went straight to the distance.

His back, in this state of mind, is quite small and thin, step by step, walking endlessly, not knowing where he is going.

He is setting himself, but it is a vast ocean.

Above the sea, the night sky and stars are very bright, Ye Chen looks up quietly, the more he looks, the deeper his eyes are narrowed, and the more he looks at the pupil light, the brighter.

He seemed to see Dao Ancestor in Xinghui.

In addition to Dao Ancestor, there is also a beautiful shadow, the whole body is hazy and immortal, like a dream and illusion, born exactly like Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, when he grows up, Ruoxi may also seem to stand in the old days. The end of

“Ancient Celestial Court female emperor?” Ye Chen whispered, staring blankly. There is such a look, and only the ancient Celestial Court female emperor is matched, and it is unparalleled.

Under his gaze, Dao Zu Hongjun and the ancient Celestial Court female emperor seemed to be discussing each other.

It is said that the comparison is not accurate. To be precise, it was the Dao Ancestor who was blasted with a hammer. He didn’t even survive a move, and was palmed by the female emperor to reach beyond the topmost clouds.