Chapter 1178: Ten Thousand Years of Rebellion, Finally Revealed
On top of the white bones, snowflakes rustled down.
Chen and the young man stood in the sky, looking at each other.
The long hair behind him danced like a snake. Ye Chen exhaled and said quietly: "First meeting, Third Generation!"
"You are even better than I thought!" The young man's face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
"We guys have never achieved such an achievement when we were your age. He is really an unexpected guy!" the young man said lightly. His originally thin figure began to look taller and more powerful at this moment, and he looked slightly more powerful.
The delicate and handsome face also changed, and was replaced by an extremely ordinary face. But it was this face that gave Ye Chen a huge shock. It was exactly the same as the face in the dream, but there were more features on it.
It is the vicissitudes of life.
"The situation in hell is now under control!" the young man said with a smile. The moment his words fell to the ground, the white bones below turned into nothing in an instant, and the evil aura that filled the sky also dissipated.
The rules of heaven and earth collapsed at this moment, unable to bear the young man's words.
The oppressive atmosphere in the void dissipated at this moment. Under Ye Chen's gaze, the pile of corpses underwent earth-shaking changes. The sound of running water resounded in Ye Chen's ears, and a line of hundreds of thousands of feet
The long Milky Way reaches to the nine heavens and flows down with extremely majestic momentum.
The heaven and earth trembled in vain, the white bones turned into nothingness, and the undulating mountains protruded from the surface of the earth.
The majestic solitary peak reaches directly into the clouds and mist, and is tens of thousands of feet long.
In front of this lonely peak, Ye Chen and the young man both looked extremely small.
His eyes changed slightly. Ye Chenruo looked at this solitary peak rising from the ground with deep meaning, changing everything in the space with his movements. Is this a world of its own?
"The evolutionary world, this is the world, even hell is the world!" The young man said with a smile, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the lonely peak in front of him calmly.
Looking at this slender and tall figure, Ye Chen felt a sense of heaviness.
Without saying a word, Ye Chen put away the Qilin Sword and stepped out, following closely behind the young man.
White snow was flying, and countless ice shards fell above their heads.
The mountain road is tall and straight, winding like a giant dragon lying on the solitary peak. Black tombstones stand around the road. Although the snow is heavy, it cannot cover up the sadness on the tombstones.
"Swordsmanship!" The scene in front of him was very familiar to Ye Chen. This mountain road was exactly the same as the swordsmanship of Luoxia Peak.
"The path of the sword is tortuous and has no end!" the young man said, raising his steps and taking the lead in stepping on the sword.
"The highest point on the mountain is the peak, and the end of the sea is the shore. Wherever my sword points is where the Tao is!" Ye Chen said calmly, heading up into the wind.
The cold mountain wind blew Ye Chen's thin military clothes, making the clothes rustle.
Two figures stepped in the wind and snow, and at the same time, two extremely fierce sword intentions exploded on the mountain road, and the wind and snow within a thousand feet were torn apart by the sword intentions.
"The mountain is high and I am the peak. Wherever the sword points is where the sword is. Fifth generation, you are very confident. You are more confident than that guy on the fourth generation." The young man said after taking in the vast land.
Hearing this, Ye Chen was silent for a moment, looking up at the endless sky. In the gray sky, snowflakes were dancing wildly and the cold wind was roaring, making it look extremely hazy.
"I always firmly believe that I am a genius. No matter how others judge me, as long as I think I am, I am a genius!" Ye Chen raised a confident smile at the corner of his mouth. He always believed in himself.
"A heart that firmly believes in itself!" Turning around, the young man met Ye Chen's unwavering gaze. In Ye Chen's eyes, the young man seemed to see the shadow of himself and others, confident, fearless, and lonely. "
"Compared to me, you are even better!" The young man smiled and said nothing.
Even though he knew that the young man in front of him was the third generation, Ye Chen's mood was still as calm as a pool of stagnant water despite the young man's repeated admiration.
Along the long mountain road, two figures faced the wind. At some point, the top of the solitary peak appeared in the sight of Ye Chen and the young man.
Ancient pines stand proudly. In the wind and snow, plum blossoms bloom in the snow, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms permeates the mountain tops.
Plum blossoms are falling like snow. Below, there is a stone table, two stone chairs, and a pot of wine.
A piece of the end game was placed on the stone table, with murderous intent inside it, stirring up the wind and snow all around.
The young man sat on the right seat and grabbed the jug. Two jade cups appeared out of thin air. The jug tilted and the wine fell down the mouth of the jug.
Ye Chen grabbed one of the wine glasses very naturally, took a long sip, and sat down.
A cold feeling entered his stomach, and the wine suddenly turned into life, permeating Ye Chen's limbs and veins, nourishing Ye Chen's body.
"Can you play chess?" The young man took a sip, pointed at the endgame placed on the stone table, and said calmly.
"Yes!" Ye Chen stared at the chess piece full of murderous intent in front of him.
The black and white pieces are crisscrossed, and there are only a hundred chess pieces, but they are as vast as the stars.
The flying snowflakes fell on it and turned into nothing. This mess was filled with murderous intent, obliterating everything.
The moment Ye Chen's eyes touched the end of the game, countless fighting and killing sounds rang in his ears, impacting Ye Chen's state of mind like a bolt from the blue.
If a person with poor cultivation is watching this game, his will can be destroyed just by relying on the general trend of this game.
His eyes were like lightning, Ye Chen said nothing, like an old monk sitting in meditation. After a few breaths, Ye Chen took in the entire endgame and exhaled slightly: "A very terrifying endgame, the general trend contained in it is enough to suppress the martial arts.
Realm Warrior!"
"Even the chess game I played with the prince was not so terrifying!" Gujing Wubo's eyes finally had a wave of excitement. Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes, and his mind sank into the chess game.
The sound of killing gradually became louder, and Ye Chen seemed to be in the vast starry sky, with the Valkyrie Nebula behind him and the Yagang Nebula in front of him.
Under the leadership of the Sword God Sect, countless guardians launched earth-shattering battles outside the territory.
These tragic scenes shocked Ye Chen's mind. After a long time, Ye Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were shocked: "The chess game between the God of War and Tiangang!"
Meeting Ye Chen's gaze, the young man smiled faintly. As he waved his sleeves and robes, the cold wind around him stopped, and the petals of plum blossoms fell down and landed on the chess game.
Clamping the petals between his sword fingers, the young man put the petals into the wine and said, "Godai, do you understand this chess game?"
"Baizi is the God of War, and Heizi is the Tiangang. Although it is already an endgame, Heizi has the upper hand, and Baizi still has a C-line chance of survival!" Ye Chen said calmly.
"The earth is a chess piece, and the oxen are all pawns. It's a pity that the Martial God Continent lost in this chess game!" The young man sighed slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes, and more importantly, there was bitterness.
Pushing aside the petals on the chessboard, Ye Chen was silent for a moment and said, "It was Bai Zi who won, what a pity!"
"See?" The young man suppressed the bitterness in his eyes and chuckled.
"White and Heizi were originally evenly matched, but with the murderous intention that White had planted on Heizi's side, he was able to kill a group of Heizi. If they press harder and harder, they can overthrow Heizi!"
"It's a pity that the white piece's rear is in chaos after all!" Ye Chen shook his head. Every move of the chess pieces was carefully considered, so one detail could overturn the entire chess game.
"Kicking observation combined with strong logical thinking ability!" The young man exclaimed in admiration.
"When you and the guardians of the three generations of ancient tribes and the guardians of Qilin fell in this battle, bringing trouble to the Martial Gods, what happened to the Martial God Continent at that time? This incident actually overturned the entire chess game?" Ye Chenlue
Xian said solemnly, the previous fog gradually became clear at this moment, at least Ye Chen had guessed some clues now, but he didn't dare to believe it, no, maybe he didn't want to believe it.
Hearing this, the young man stared at the entire chess game, was silent for a moment, and then said: "That boy from the fourth generation left many traces. Based on these traces, you have actually seen it, haven't you?"
"The gods gathered, the sword tomb appeared, thousands of years of chaos, started with the sword, gathered the moon god, opened the sword tomb, thousands of years of chaos, finally two!"
"The Moon God Pendant appears, and the Sword Tomb appears. Gather the Moon God Pendant, open hell, and step into the door of the Sword Tomb!"
"What brought trouble to the God of War and overturned the entire trend was the Ten Thousand Years of Chaos. It started with swords. The word carved on the moon god's jade of the fourth generation was "Bang", while the word carved on the moon god's jade of the second generation was "sword", which led to this
The people who were involved in the Ten Thousand Years of Chaos are the second generation. You and Xiaohuo fell because of this turmoil." Ye Chen whispered with a very affirmative tone, "The place where the sword is buried is still alive. One of the reasons is that there are many hells.
The forces will inevitably go to the battlefield outside the territory to create vitality for the Martial God Continent! The second one refers to you. You have not fallen for three generations, so you will definitely return, right?" (To be continued)
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