What Yuan Chen saw was blood, including his own and other things.
But I wanted to get up, but I couldn't.
Turning his head to look, he saw that the Xuanyuan Sword was stuck diagonally in the ground on one side, looking very embarrassed.
"Damn, what happened? What happened at the end? Why can't I remember it?"
Yuan Chen became irritable for no reason, but this irritability disappeared the next moment.
"Master, we have escaped."
Ling's voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, and Yuan Chen's agitated heart slowly calmed down.
It's like drinking a big bowl of ice-cold Coke on a hot summer day.
"What happened to Di Youming before? Do you want to keep me even if you risk your life?"
He became furious when he thought of Di Youming, and he was almost killed.
Ling seemed to pause for a moment, and then said slowly: "Master, you wrongly blamed Xiao Youyou. If it hadn't been for it, Master might really have been left in the game of Nirvana."
Yuan Chen was puzzled and was about to ask a question when Ling said directly: "Master, please think about it carefully..."
Yuan Chen patted his head with his blood-stained hands, and then a picture appeared in his mind.
He remembered that he was surrounded, and then the dark figures were firing cold arrows.
When a circle of black shadows was accumulating, the arrow light flashed white, allowing Yuan Chen to see clearly what those black shadows were.
"It's actually a group of angels!?"
But these angels are all black, as if they were thrown into a big dye vat.
At that moment, Yuan Chen was angry like he had never been before, and he had never been so aggrieved.
Although he obviously has great strength, he is still being chased and besieged by a group of flies.
Who gave them the courage!?
By activating the power of his physical body, the aura around Yuan Chen exploded completely.
How has the Lord of Hell ever been in such a miserable state!?
The Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed and darkness enveloped the earth.
With one strike of the young man's sword, all the black shadows were extinguished.
After Xuanyuan Sword killed these angels, it directly crossed the space, left hell, and rushed into heaven.
The Heart of the Zhuxian Sword and Yuan Chen's minds were connected, and their perspectives were also connected at this moment. He saw the angel in white sitting in the highest position in heaven.
This angel in white is like a mountain, with sixteen wings behind it.
The angel in white seems to be conversing with several other angels in the same position.
He was chatting and laughing, but when he saw the sword that was as thin as a needle, his expression changed wildly.
"Xuanyuan Sword!?"
"Didn't it accompany the emperor and be sealed to that ghost place? Why does the sea still appear here?"
While talking to himself, he suddenly thought of a possibility and smiled: "A sword without spirit can't hurt me at all."
"Everyone, do you know that sword?"
"Sword? Holy sword? Has a knight ascended to heaven?"
"A knight in that area? I think a real knight in the Zhen'er area is very likely to become a paladin in the next moment."
"Ahem..." The angel in white felt that if he didn't get involved, this topic would be like a wild horse on the prairie, and would never come back again.
"It is not the holy sword in the hands of our Western knights, but the ancient sword of the East."
"Oriental ancient sword?" A man dressed as a paladin looked suspicious, and then said disdainfully: "How can the scrap metal of the East be compared with our noble paladin?"
"Haven't the gods of the East been swept away long ago? Now there are only some bodies left. Not to mention, the bodies of the ancient gods of the East are really useful. I have a lot of them here."
"The ancient Eastern God doesn't look very good, but the power contained in his body is really quite big. He is worthy of being an existence that could compete with us in the past."
As they talked, both the Holy Knight and the other gods felt that something was wrong with the angel in white.
"Angel, what's wrong with you?"
The sixteen-winged angel is the most powerful existence among angels, and it is considered a very top existence in the entire heaven.
He has been collecting the remains of ancient Eastern gods.
Recently, he heard that Hell was in turmoil and the Mountain of Bones collapsed, so he took up the idea of becoming the Lord of Hell.
In fact, he had thought about it more than once, but it was a pity that the body of the Lord of Hell was trapped in the Mountain of Bones. It was impossible for him to get it silently. Besides, there was a monster guarding him, so he had no choice but to give up.
But things were different now, he saw an opportunity.
Although they, the leaders of heaven, say that the ancient gods of the East are useless, they understand the fact.
If they hadn't reached that level back then, I'm afraid they would have been liquidated.
Blood flowed out and dyed the white clothes red.
The sixteen wings were all broken off, and the angel in white had a look of disbelief on his face until he died, and then the disbelief turned into panic.
"They are back. They are definitely back. The disappeared ancient gods of the East and their magical weapon spirits are back!?"
The sixteen-winged angel fell, and between his eyebrows, there was a wound that penetrated his skull.
The soul dies and disappears in heaven.
Xuanyuan Sword returned, and I was very excited. It had been a long time since I had killed such a powerful person, so I was really a little excited.
However, the next moment, the entire Annihilation System started to operate.
A black figure appeared from the whirlpool in the sky, and at the same time a kind of coercion came down.
But Yuan Chen was not moved at all.
There was black light flowing in Yuan Chen's eyes. He visualized the black figure, and then the black figure projected by the Nirvana System exploded.
"I've seen them all before, but yours is too fake."
Yuan Chen mocked: "If you can, there will be some excitement."
Then... the vortex of death suddenly expanded, and lightning seemed to emerge from it.
"Ling, isn't it time yet?"
Seeing the thunder light, Yuan Chen was instantly frightened. He had a shadow of the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Ten seconds left!"
Time seems to become longer.
In five seconds, the Nirvana System unleashed the Immortal Realm Heavenly Tribulation.
The thunder is like a river, washing down.
A figure resolutely stood in front of Yuan Chen, blocking most of the power of thunder.
"Little...you...you."
Yuan Chen slowly closed his eyes. The catastrophe of the fairy realm is not only the tempering of the physical body, but also the baptism of emotional tribulation.
Shaking his head, Yuan Chen wanted to sit up, but his chest was pressed by a heavy object. He struggled on the spot for a long time, but could not get up.
The Xuanyuan Sword has completely dimmed, and the connection between Yuan Chen and the Heart of the Zhuxian Sword has also disappeared.
As for him, he was completely weak, as if he was just recovering from a serious illness.
Suddenly, a purple shadow ran out from the surrounding jungle and rushed directly in front of Yuan Chen, and then a red fruit appeared in front of Yuan Chen.
Sable sat aside obediently, but did not come close.
"Ling, how long will it take for me to recover?"
Yuan Chen had long discovered that this was not Zhang Ming's original room, but a jungle, and there might be unknown dangers here.
"Master, this is not a wilderness, but a university."
With Wang Xiaoyu's memory, Yuan Chen also knows where universities in this world are. Furthermore, isn't Guo Ming a college student?
"Isn't this Guo Ming's university?"
Yuan Chen had a strange look on his face, he was following Guo Ming back to his school.
Raising his hand and touching the round thing on his belly, Yuan Chen was a little puzzled and said: "Is this thing really Xiaoyouyou? How come it turned into a ball."
"Master, this is your fault. If you hadn't suddenly abandoned Xiao Youyou, how could he have given up all his cultivation and human form and returned to his original form."
"The original form?"
Yuan Chen couldn't even lift his head, so naturally he couldn't see the original form of Emperor Youming, but he still felt helpless for what Emperor Youming did.
Give up your own strengths just to follow the Lord again.
"That's not right." Yuan Chen suddenly widened his eyes and asked with some surprise: "Ling, what is the name of the Lord of Hell?"
Ling answered simply: "Lan Lingyu, the Lord of Hell!?"
"Didn't the master know? Otherwise, why would he have said those words just now? Wasn't it meant for little Youyou to hear?"
Yuan Chen touched his forehead and found that it was a little hot.
He really meant what he said to Xiao Youyou, but he just wanted to tell the other person that he was a fake.
In this way, even if he leaves, the other party will suspect whether Yuan Chen has a back-up plan and will not dare to pursue him rashly, so that Yuan Chen can look for Xian Xingbai with peace of mind.
Yuan Chen was just a delaying tactic, but he didn't expect that a scene in a war movie would be turned into a tragic drama by Di Youming.
Without moving a single soldier, the other team's coach was made to use his own martial arts skills by what he said, and he was sent to the door in vain.
Yuan Chen was stunned by this move.
Touching the little Monster Emperor You Ming lying on his body, Yuan Chen asked very puzzledly: "Why does this guy think that I want to abandon him? I obviously performed very well. I remember I praised him for his appearance."
It’s too big.”
"Master, this is very simple."
Ling was very confused as to why Yuan Chen couldn't understand all of this. She was a spirit from the Three Realms system. It was true that her thinking and calculation ability had become stronger after upgrading, but she could see this without using her brain at all.
During the previous upgrade process, it was not that she knew nothing about the outside world. She just made the memory of the upgrade process into a compressed package and temporarily stored it in one place. After the upgrade was successful, she immediately decompressed and loaded it into
in one's own memory.
"First, the master treats little Youyou very coldly and is no longer as pampering as before."
"Secondly, the master cut off the cause and effect of the past and present lives, so that Xiaoyouyou misunderstood."
"Thirdly, you said that Little Youyou has grown up, which contradicts what the Lord of Hell once said."
"What did he say?"
Yuan Chen can accept the first two, but he really can't understand the third one.
"The Lord of Hell, Lan Lingyu, once said: 'Xiao Youyou, you were still cute when you were a child, but you won't be cute when you grow up.'"
Yuan Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, there was nothing wrong with what he said. When he was a child, Di Youming was just like a ball, so he should be very cute, but when he grew up, he was just like a week, and he couldn't be associated with cuteness.
"Is this the reason why Xiao Youyou gave up her original appearance and was willing to become a human?"
Suddenly, Yuan Chen felt something move under his hand, as if he felt a familiar touch, and the pain on his body eased a lot.
"Lord... Lord, don't leave me, don't leave Youyou. Youyou will be obedient from now on and never grow up again."
The dreamy whispers echoed in Yuan Chen's ears and never dissipated for a long time.