Chapter 1192 (2/2)

Yan Chuan stood at the edge of the terrace, looking at the sparkling sea, frowning slightly. There was a moment of silence.

The sea breeze blows Yan Chuan's long hair, but Yan Chuan doesn't speak.

In the sea Valley, the emperor originally closed his eyes and suddenly felt something.

Slowly stand up, put down the long knife, Huang looked up to the top.

The emperor's eyes flashed a trace of excitement, but the next moment, this trace of excitement was extinguished by some kind of mood.

A trace of pain flashed in the emperor's eyes.

He bit into his eyes.

The emperor did not go out, but stood in the valley of the sea.

Above the sea, Yan Chuan did not go into the sea, but looked at the sea like this.

Guiguzi and others stood not far away, and no one spoke.

The five brothers and sisters looked at each other, and a sense of curiosity flashed in their eyes.Yan Chuan and Huang, separated by a sea, could not see each other, but felt that they were on the other side of the sea. They looked at each other quietly for a period of time.

Finally, Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

”Go down, and I will not see her!” Yan Chuan shakes his head.

The five elder martial brothers and sisters looked at each other, and their eyes were full of incomprehension. All five could see that Yan Chuan wanted to see his master and had already arrived here.

But if we meet, it's only a step away, but the life stops.

One step away, but like the farthest distance!

”Yes Five nodded.

In the matter of master and Yan Chuan, the five people admitted that they were not qualified to interrupt and did not dare to say more.

After leaving five people, the Dragon chariot continued to head for the southern Zuntian territory.

Deep in the sea Valley, the emperor seemed to feel the loss of the Dragon chariot, and his eyes flashed away.

”Alas

A faint sigh. The emperor sat cross legged again.

The long knife was placed on both knees, but it was hard to settle down again, showing a wry smile.

A few days later.

The Dragon chariot entered the territory of Zuntian.

The sage's reverence for heaven and longevity has attracted numerous practitioners to celebrate his birthday. At least, in the eastern outer continent of the underworld, most of the powerful people in the territory came one after another.

Even if there is still a period of time, countless strong people would rather come early than late.

”Holy king, my old ancestor has a long life. Now there are many people. Please come to me first and wait for me to report to my ancestors?” Turn desolate respectfully way.

”Good!” Yan Chuan nodded.

The Dragon chariot led the people, straight to the center, into a place with strong vitality of heaven and earth.

When we got close, a large number of practitioners flew in.

Standing in front of him, the monk suddenly recognized him.

”See you A group of practitioners said respectfully.

”Well!” Turn to desolation and nod.

The Dragon chariot was unimpeded and went straight into a huge palace group.

At the entrance of the palace stands a huge monument.

”Sin die villa” Guiguzi read the inscription strangely.

”This is the name of the ancestors, I have asked many times, but the ancestors never said it!” he said with a sad smile

”Death by sin?” Yan Chuan also read it strangely.

The crowd soon came to a huge palace.

All of a sudden, many servants came up.

”Holy king, why don't you live in the house of sin and death for the time being?” Asked Hua desolately.

After all, the biggest palace of sin death mountain villa is sin death hall. Although the name is a little ugly, it is the best here.

Yan Chuan nodded, not picky.

At this point, Yan Chuan and his party lived down.

PS: today's state is not good, so much, sorry, really bad state.