Chapter 2513 (1/2)

It is a dead and silent star sky, vast and boundless, without a star, and no star light. It seems to be covered by a cloud curtain, cold and dark, and only a stream of sand wandering, accompanied by the star wind, carrying its story, flows to the desolation of the universe.

Here, it is the famine of heaven, the former great holy body emperor famine, in order to protect the moon, it is here, alone fighting against the five emperors of the heavenly demons, and here, the body destroyed God.

I don't know when there is a domain door in the distance.

Then, I saw Emperor Huang step out step by step, followed by three people, one for tianxuanmen, one for Zixuan, one for king, two of him, one for the empress of eastern China, and one for the emperor. Today, we will witness the reopening of the entrance to the ancient flood.

Three people first arrived, not red face and leaf Chen, mostly on the road.

”This is the famine?” The old man was full of new eyes. After falling, he looked left and right, and was dim around, without a star, and could not smell the spirit.

Although he was a man of heaven, though he had heard of the famine, he came back to this place.

Compared with him, the king of man is more calm. The remnant of the emperor has been here. He has come here more than once. It is no wonder that he has come here.

Emperor desolation stood still, speechless and speechless, bright golden eyes, it was daze and memory. Millions of years later, and then came back to the hometown, more vicissitudes. In the past, the battle against emperor was seen in the past, and he was buried here to protect the moon.

Now, the Wangu has passed, the war died of him in the world, and the emperor's moon war, but early into the dust of history, the supreme love, full of regret, a missed, is countless vicissitudes, the end of the years, again difficult to see the supreme red face, left, only a lot of holes in love, with the legend, gradually become a myth.

On one side, purple Xuan's beautiful eyes, already haunted with water mist, hazy heart.

How can the female emperor's soul never come here. After the war of the emperor in ancient times, she would come here every year, carrying a flower basket and spreading peach blossom into the world.

With a buzz, the domain door reappears.

This time, it is the red face and ye Chen who come out, like lovers, come together.

The red face does not have to say, will come to the heaven.

It is Ye Chen, as the old earth, who comes back here. What you see is desolate. What you feel is a strong sadness. The most holy body in history is to die here. In a rare way, you can hear the roar of the war god. He fights for his lover.

”Start!” The long silence, finally because of the word of the king of man was broken.

Words fall, the ground is a step forward, slightly standing, leaf Chen and it shoulder.

In a short time, the old God body trembled, and a divine light appeared in the body. It was transformed into a divine pattern. The emperor and Taoism level God pattern showed the most Taoist emperor. It was the emperor Wei of the immortal Wudi. The emperor and Taoism God were hot and dazzling, and the starry sky was shining.

Several people noticed that the emperor and Taoism were like a fairy light, and went straight into the sky and finally hung in the ethereal, and slowly integrated into the void. In this world, it is difficult to find its trace.

At the same time, the leaf Chen gave a thought of eternity, time setting, one another flower, one proud bloom, blooming full of stars, each one is bright red like fire.

Hum!

The stars tremble, the fierce buzz, and the cracks of a light can be seen, which are vertically displayed from the top to the bottom, and then spread to both sides. A giant light door is opened with a roar. I don't know how big it is. Only people stand in front of the light door, such as ants.

”Is this the entrance to the ancient flood?” Ye Chen murmured, and his face was dazzled.

It is not only him, but also such gods as king of man and the old people. It is better than two great holy bodies, but also for the first time. It is the first time that we have seen the entrance of ancient flood and famine, and the dust has been sealed for tens of thousands of years.

”Emperor zunguo is the whole world.” The old man was awed and subconsciously looked at Ye Chen. He could read Ye Chen ten thousand years ago and after ten thousand years. Even if ye Chen had a long thought of eternity, he was also in his calculation. The emperor was really terrible.

Now this scene, seems to be accidental, in fact, is an inevitable.

Ye Chen does not speak, only to see the entrance to the ancient flood.

Looking through the light door, chaos is chaos, strange and thunder, and there is no way to see, and a mysterious force overflows. It is not a heaven, vast, and makes people tremble. In the deep of chaos, there is a God, a God that can kill the world. Even the emperor is short of the red face, and his eyebrows are wrinkled, and the terrible breath is smelled.

”Is my first life coming in from here?”

Ye Chen was dazed in his eyes. In a moment, he seemed to see a broken picture. It was his first life, which was the emperor of immortal Wu, wearing emperor Dao armor, leading millions of gods, carrying a certain mission and leaving the hometown of heaven.

Since that day, he has left a mystery to the world: the great emperor died in war, and millions of gods would be destroyed by the army, only a ray of real fire left behind the world.

The entrance has opened, and the king of man and the old man step back together.

”Can Zixuan hold you, holy prince?”

Zixuan eyes have water mist. In a word, she exhausted all her courage and carried all her hopes since she had wisdom. She was the remnant of the female emperor. But it was not the empress. Holding the love of the female emperor will be her eternal life and a great expectation.Emperor Huang smile, no words, is tacit.

With a tearful smile, Zixuan stepped forward and hugged Emperor Huang. Her cheek was deeply buried and her hands were encircled. She seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and it was the first time that she was so wild.

For a moment, the water mist in her eyes condensed into frost, and her tears whirled, moistening the chest of Emperor Huang. The remnant soul of the empress carries the memory of the empress and the love of the empress. Yueshang loves the emperor's wasteland. She dare to reveal it only when she leaves here, because this difference may be the farthest life and death.

”That's good.” Ye Chen smiles.