Chapter 6233 (1/2)

Finally, the voice of milk came, and the space fell into silence.

No matter how ye Chen asks questions, it will not respond any more.

A breeze blows, ye Chen eyes open, found that his exhausted spirit all came back, even more concise than before.

Ye Chen is very happy, but then he falls into a dilemma.

The spirit pulse is similar to the Dragon pulse. For this land, it is the place of Qi transportation. How can it be broken?

I don't know how to say that to those beings.

Of course, with his strength, he naturally doesn't have to communicate with those who exist.

If he is a God, who dares not recognize him?

However, for the Chinese spirit pulse, including Qi Yun, the ancient martial arts world has been guarding the spirit pulse and being responsible for it. Naturally, they have to communicate with those beings.

Dark hall and dragon soul are not all.

All in all, this matter, related to the survival of the whole earth, is not a joke!

……

Qinglong mountains.

A shadow emerged from the void behind the demon son and said in a soft voice: ”brother, the spirit vein of Qinglong mountain in China has been strangled by our rules. It's the end of the crossbow. In a few days, it's bound to break. Even if ye Chen did something a few days ago, it's just a plan to slow down.

”That thing is coming out!” In the eyes of the devil, the color of the fever is restless.

”Three days later, I'll wait for information from Mozi of the Yuan Dynasty, and then make a plan. The power of this thing is only recorded in ancient books. If I can get the corresponding information, I'll be more handy.”

Heaven devil son light way.

……

The next morning.

A morning light sprinkles on the silent earth, and several birds sing across the sky.

Lu Lingfeng opened the door of Rolls Royce, and a indifferent figure stepped down from the car.

Ye Chen looks at the pavilion and courtyard not far away, dazed.

Years have gone by. This place is so solemn and simple. It's not decorated with gold and silver, but it's respectful.

Lu Lingfeng's figure stood on one side: ”Lord, I can't get in the road ahead. I'm waiting here!”

Ye Chen smiles, waves to Lingfeng, and follows a man in Zhongshan suit to the deep of the courtyard.

”Mr. Ye, please wait a moment, people will come in a minute!”

The man in Zhongshan suit takes Ye Chen to the reception room. He just makes a cup of ordinary white tea and leaves after a few words.