Chapter 1088 (1/2)

This is a vast expanse of starry sky, covering the whole universe, witnessing the vicissitudes of ancient times, every ray of starlight seems to be engraved with ancient traces.

A corner of the sky, that is a fiery red star, especially bright, to this deep sky, add a touch of gorgeous.

Every star has its name, and the fiery old star is no exception. The sky gives it the name: rosefinch.

Overlooking the starry sky, the rosefinch star is vast and boundless. The beautiful mountains and rivers, the lush forests, and a school of vigorous scenes have bred generations of living creatures and composed generations of ancient legends.

Night, quiet and peaceful, all sounds are quiet.

If someone looks up at the stars, they will find a meteor falling, with the ancient vicissitudes, falling on the rosefinch star.

However, when I got closer, I found that it was not a falling meteor, but a figure with ragged clothes, white hair, stubble, decadent and tired, ancient and vicissitudes.

He is Ye Chen.

He succeeded, a hundred years of loneliness, a hundred years of darkness, he finally closed his eyes at the last moment, to find the universe.

The night is still quiet, but the spiritual power between heaven and earth is converging rapidly, forming a whirlpool, which is surging like a tide, and the faint Ye Chen is in the center of the whirlpool.

His body is like a bottomless pit. The whale swallows the ox and sucks the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

The surging spiritual power, however, seems to have found a vent, and poured into Ye Chen's body through his pores.

Slowly, ye Chen's dried up Danhai is full again, driving away the thick dead air that haunts him all over his body. As thin as firewood, his body becomes vital again. Every time the holy body is shining with crystal light.

Space black hole for a hundred years, he used up the last stone, also used up the last moment of elixir, he burned the holy blood, supporting himself forward, almost consumed himself into a corpse.

However, he is lucky to be here on the verge of death.

This ancient star is full of spiritual power. His chaotic skill is running on its own, swallowing up pieces of spiritual power, and refining it into magic power, pulling ye Chensheng back from the ghost gate.

As the night deepened, the spiritual power of the heaven and earth was swallowed by him.

He is still sleeping, did not wake up, the vast land, lying there, he, like an ice sculpture general motionless.

Breeze blowing, touching his white hair, a wisp of hit in the vicissitudes of life tired face, like him, according to the space black hole general, appears to be so lonely.

In the early morning, the light of dawn is full of ancient rosefinch stars.

The gentle breeze, sleeping Ye Chen, tired to open his eyes, but soon covered his face with the palm of his hand, a hundred years of darkness, the wisps of light are dazzling, so that he dare not look directly.

This is!

Ye Chen wrapped his eyes with magic power and looked around. The mountains and forests seemed strange in his eyes, but the dazzling sunshine was as warm as the soul.

Suddenly, ye Chen's eyes were covered with tears and his body trembled with excitement. After a hundred years of vicissitudes, he did it.

Suddenly, he suddenly got up and set foot on the night.

However, he can only step on the sky with a strong power.

For this point, ye Chen thought very thoroughly.

In Da Chu, he was the most powerful one, and he could soar to the sky of 200000 Zhang. But here, he was just a monk of heaven realm. He didn't do enough in Taoism and didn't fly high naturally. This was the suppression in the dark.

However, hundreds of feet high is enough for him to overlook the land.

Below, that is a vast land, lush mountains and forests, vigorous vitality, there are also rivers running, like a giant dragon, crawling on the earth.

Looking at the distance, it is a stretch of mountains, one after another, the peaks towering into the clouds, each majestic, located on the earth, like a patron saint, guarding the land.

Let Ye Chen slightly surprised is, such a good mountain and river, the world is full of spiritual energy, but not a person.

Thinking in his mind, he subconsciously moved the pace, following a direction to fly.

All the way, he looked from left to right. He was not sure whether this was the heaven and universe he was looking for, so he needed to find out whether the place was inhabited by people, whether it was the heaven or the universe.

I do not know why, his heart inexplicably produced a sense of tension.

This place is far away from Da Chu. It is a foreign country. He is alone, naturally lonely.

Three hours later, he stopped on a mountain, panting.

He didn't expect that the cost of flying in the sky was so great that he could not support his ancient holy body,.

The most important thing is the pressure here. In Da Chu, he can break the sky with one hand, but here, he can't open up the space with one hand. The place has changed, and the pressure in the dark has also increased.Here, he is no longer the Dacheng holy body, he is just a heaven realm, not to mention the great emperor. Any imperial realm can destroy him.

Can't help it, he sat cross legged on the ground, crazy devouring the spirit of heaven and earth.