Chapter 742 The storm is rising, the times are changing

Chapter 742 The storm is rising, the times are changing

Lu Chen and Ye Fan were unaware of the changes in Beidou.

Lu Chen stayed at Ye Fan's house for a few months. One morning, when he walked out the door, he found that Ye Fan was already standing at the gate of the villa.

"Brother Lu, let me see you off."

Ye Fan picked up a jar of wine.

Lu Chen took it, opened the mud seal, and drank it in one gulp, "Goodbye, Emperor Lu."

After that, he put down the wine jar and walked out.

Ye Fan did not turn around and said calmly: "See you on the road."

This was the separation. He didn't say anything more about helping him take care of Beidou's old friend. There was no need to say this between the two of them, they both knew it in their hearts.

Ye Fan sighed, put away the empty wine jar, and returned to the house.

He will take the ancient road to the stars again.

Lu Chen found the ancient road to Hangu Pass according to the star map given by the old master of Longhu Mountain. When passing the pass, he also met a Tao-killing King who was guarding the pass and was a descendant of Yin Xi.

The Tao-killing King wanted to take action, but after seeing Lu Chen's appearance, he silently moved out of the way, because he had seen this man going through tribulations in the sea of ​​stars several times.

He passed by Lu Chen and looked at Lu Chen's back, "Are you leaving too?"

"This place is never spacious enough."

Lu Chen replied and stepped onto the ancient road.

Before leaving, Ye Fan gave him several million kilograms of divine sources, saying that the universe was dry and he could use the divine sources to replenish energy.

Only by becoming a saint can one absorb life essence in the universe and be self-sufficient, so there is also a saying that saints can soar into the stars.

Originally, Ye Fan wanted to give the green bronze tripod to Lu Chen because he felt that Lu Chen had lost his magic weapon and had no weapons or trump cards, and he was afraid that he would have an accident on the ancient road, but Lu Chen refused.

It's not that he really doesn't have any greed at all, he's just afraid that cause and effect are invisible. Besides being able to passively defend, this green bronze tripod can't actively attack. If you want to drive it to fight, you must at least have the cultivation of a great saint.

The road to stardom is long, and if you want to return to Beidou, even if you teleport through the five-color altar at each ancient road node, it will take a year or two. During this process, Lu Chen will not stop practicing.

He had already experienced the novelty of the ancient starry sky road when he went to the ancient star Ziwei with the Holy Emperor of the Sun. When he lost the novelty, he intuitively felt that the universe was boundless and silent.

He has been in this world for nearly twenty-nine years, and finally laid a solid foundation. He is no longer simply suppressing others with his realm, but also has truly unparalleled combat power in the same realm.

He needs more opponents and more insights. Di Lu has many corpses, so he has no choice but to kill them.

He still has thirty years left to stay. It is wishful thinking to say that he wants to attain enlightenment, but becoming a saint is not difficult. He hopes to be able to qualify for the next time invisibly and truly strive for the top.

In the loneliness of teleportation, Lu Chen continued to consolidate his Dao foundation and go further on the road to the Dao-killing realm.

Sometimes he would also think about Beidou's situation. It had been more than ten years since Ye Fan came back. He didn't know how his old friends were doing now, how Xiaojuer's family was doing, and whether the old people he had back then had grown up now?

After all these years, do people in Beidou still remember that there once was a man named Lu Chen?

If there are books, it will be long, but if there are no books, it will be short. Two years passed quickly, and Lu Chen finally arrived outside the Beidou Star Territory.

Because of the special nature of the ancient holy land, Lu Chen did not dare to land there directly. Instead, he stopped at the nearest extraterritorial node and flew over in two months.

Although he is not afraid of the power of aging, Huang Nu gives Ye Fan face, but will not give him face. If he falls to the ground and is beaten to death, he will have no place to cry. When encountering those terrible people, his life-saving tools will be reduced.

Coming to this ancient star again, familiar yet unfamiliar, Lu Chen looked down at the earth from the clouds, filled with pride in his heart.

The battle for the imperial road begins at your feet.

After being away from this place for many years, Lu Chen didn't know where to go first. He landed in a large monk city, ordered two dishes in a tavern, drank wine, and listened to the discussions of the people around him.

"It's time to go. Let's go to Huolinghe to watch the duel between the geniuses. The battle will begin in an hour."

"Yes, hurry up and find a good position to see who is stronger in this most eye-catching battle in Donghuang in recent years."

The people in the tavern stood up one after another, and almost half of them were gone in the blink of an eye, flying into the distance, not wanting to miss this genius fire battle.

"It's really exciting. It seems that Ye Fan's disciples or descendants are going to take action."

There are many figures in the sky, many of them with bright eyes, riding on the clouds and rushing in one direction.

After a while, the tavern became deserted, and except for the Divine Knight and the others, almost everyone left.

"If you don't leave yet, we won't have a good place to watch the battle."

A friendly reminder from the bartender.

Lu Chen sighed in his heart, this is the power of time, a generation has risen.

This is probably Ye Tong's "debut battle". As expected, it is better to come early than to come by chance. If I encounter this matter, I will definitely go and see it, and old friends from all parties should show up.

Lu Chen saw a large number of monks along the way. Many of them were from ancient tribes and had strange looks. Some were dog-headed, some had divine wings, and some looked like a thunder god.

"More than ten years have passed, and the human race's holy body has retired, but a disciple has been born. I want to see if he has three heads and six arms."

"Back then, the Human Sacred Body made my ancient clans very embarrassed. I really look forward to him coming back and causing another storm. I don't believe that the Emperor of Heaven can't kill him!"

Many of the powerful people from the Ancient Clan were obviously ill-intentioned. Back then, Ye Fan fought bloody battles with the world's heroes in the Tianduan Mountains. The blood stained the entire mountain range. No one knows how many heroes died. The Ancient Clan will never forget it.

"Let's forget it. As the eighth generation grandson of the ancient emperor, Yuan Gu was so powerful back then. The power of his bloodline was earth-shattering. He tried his best and still died in battle in the end."

Along the way, heroes from all sides of the ancient tribes continued to appear, speaking out and discussing the decisive battle that had passed many years ago, which left a deep impression on them and they still haven't forgotten it.

Lu Chen's thoughts were racing when he heard this. He might have missed a lot of wonderful things, but as time passed by, it was Ye Fan who left more legends on this land. Maybe not many people remember him now.

Huolinghe is an ancient battlefield located a hundred miles west of Tianhen City.

There is a large ravine in the center of this mountainous area, which is tens of miles long. There is no grass growing on it, no matter how much seeds are planted and watered, they will not take root or sprout.

The land in Huoling Valley is reddish brown, barren of grass, and bare. According to legend, there once appeared a fire spirit who ruled the world and ruled the central region for endless years.

At this time, the peaks around Huolinghe were overcrowded. This battle had a great impact and attracted attention from all parties. It was known as the battle of the young kings.

"Are you sure that Ye Tong is related to the Holy Body? Is he really his disciple or heir?"

Someone asked in disbelief.

"You are behind the times. I have personally seen this boy being led out by that son of a bitch, the Black Emperor, for testing two years ago. It is definitely related to the Holy Body."

Many people couldn't help but gasp. Ye Fan's legacy has not been broken. Back then, he achieved great fame and became famous in the Eastern Wasteland. All these years later, his enemies have never forgotten.

"That year was really unforgettable. There were so many shocking decisive battles that shocked the whole world."

People are thinking a lot, thinking of Ye Fan breaking the curse, fighting against the power of heaven on a moonlit night, and attracting world attention when he first appeared, just like yesterday.

"Unfortunately, I remember that there was a Martial Emperor of Donghuang back then, who had a very good relationship with Ye Fan. That night, one person died and one died. Emperor Martial of Donghuang ended sadly, but Ye Fan went straight into the sky."

An old man sighed and mentioned Lu Chen.

"I have to say that the lineage of the God King is really amazing. The two anonymous disciples are each defying the heavens. The current Holy Master of the Jiang family, Jiang Yifei, is also a peerless person. The Jiang family will be prosperous for a long time in the future."

Someone mentioned the Jiang family and felt that the Jiang family had great luck.

Finally, Lu Chen arrived at the battlefield with everyone and saw a young man about twenty years old, wearing a purple gold crown and chainmail, tall and handsome.

It is said that Mo Xue, the Holy Son cultivated by Wanchu Holy Land, has entered the realm of great power two years ago. He has a calm expression, black hair hanging on his shoulders, heroic appearance, and deep eyes, standing at the forefront of the clouds.

Many big shots from the Wanchu Holy Land came and paid great attention to this battle, because Ye Fan killed their Holy Son back then, and the "Brother Lu" who was close to Ye Fan also killed their old Holy Master. It can be said that grievances are passed down from generation to generation.

People from all the major holy places came one after another, and the Holy Master of the Jiang family, Jiang Yifei, even showed up in person, which was regarded as putting pressure on Ye Tong, because in a sense, this was his own family.

Lu Chen glanced at Jiang Yifei twice. The Jiang family once had a divine body, which was said to be the twin divine kings of the Eastern Wasteland along with Ji Haoyue. However, the divine body ended up in the family before it could shine in front of the world.

Because the Jiang family's divine body was defeated by Jiang Yifei.

Now that he saw it, he was indeed extraordinary. Not only was he on the sixth small step of the Dao of Killing like himself, but his energy was dormant. He dared to conclude that this person definitely had the strength of the Eight Forbiddens, but he was very low-key.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Ye Fan's old friends, including Sky Demon King Yao Yuekong, Daxia Emperor Xia Yiming, Barbarian God King Dongfang Ye, etc., appeared one by one, obviously all here to help Ye Tong support the scene.

Finally, a handsome young man flew over and landed in the field. People's eyes were filled with brilliance. This was a young man who was only twenty years old. Every inch of his body was shining. He was as bright as a sun.

"Is this the body of the sun? It is indeed more perfect than the concubine back then."

Lu Chen looked at Ye Tong's physique and thought to himself.

Ye Tong's heart moved inexplicably. He scanned the crowd and didn't see any familiar faces. He thought it was his imagination and turned back to prepare for today's enemy.

He felt many hostile looks, which were not directed at him, but at his master Ye Fan.

The young man stood on the ground, his body became more and more dazzling. A golden sun rose from behind him. This was an innate blood phenomenon. The sun god blood in his body made a sound like a landslide and a tsunami. It was clear. Shocked out.

"Although my master is gone, his legacy is still there. Anyone who is dissatisfied with him or has a big grudge against him can come to me!"

Ye Tong's heroic figure is full of golden light. He stands in the middle of a golden sun, making it impossible for people to look at him.

Amid everyone's cynicism, Ye Tong announced that he would fight against his master's former rival, which made everyone even more uproar.

In the end, the battle began, and Ye Tong really showed his invincible grace and suppressed Mo Xue, who was suspected of being a chaotic body.

"Ye Tong wins. His strength is amazing. He deserves to be a disciple of the Holy Body. This invincible character comes from the same line."

People couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, at this moment, several big hands covered the sky and the sun, pressing towards Ye Tong in the field, trying to shake him into bloody mud and drag the peerless genius to death in his cradle.

Seeing this, Lu Chen was about to take action, but stopped before taking a step. He looked at the situation on the field and smiled happily.

Jingle Bell--

I saw a red-robed figure flying across the sky, wind chimes ringing, and the majestic holy power of the sun intercepting all attacks and repelling the sneak attack of the Dao-Zhan kings.

The woman stands tall in the sky, wearing a stunning red dress.

There is a heroic spirit in her beauty, and she is radiant. She is really as beautiful as a spring plum blooming in the snow, and her spirit is like an autumn husk covered with frost. Her cheeks are melting, the clouds reflect the clear pond, her eyes are sparkling, and the moon shines on the cold river.

Because of his cultivation, he still looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old. The red skirt covers the ankles of a pair of jade feet. Three thousand blue silk hairs are flying in the air. His wrists are as bright as snow, and a red gold bell with phoenix blood hangs on it.

The girl stood alone against the three Dao-killing kings with a picturesque grace.

"So shameless, do you really think that my brother can be bullied by anyone?"

The girl looked down at the heroes and said coldly.

"You dare to touch my eldest nephew, you must be tired of living!"

At this time, the Barbarian God King Dongfang Ye came out to protect Ye Tong, while Jiang Yifei, the Holy Master of the Jiang family, dressed in white as snow, directly attacked the Dao-Zhan kings who dared to take action.

At the same time, the Sky Demon King Yao Yuekong also took action, causing an uproar among those present.

"Although Holy Body has many enemies, there are also many old friends. If you want to touch his disciples, a few ordinary Tao-killing kings are really not enough."

Some people lamented.

"The King of Holy Light is getting stronger and stronger, and he has inherited her master's invincible spirit."

An old man looked at Jiang Yu and thought of Lu Chen back then.

In the field, Ye Tong stood next to her sister, "Sister, are you okay?"

"fine."

Jiang Kuan stood tall and straight, like a green pine, swallowing a mouthful of blood.

The three Tao-slaying kings just now were all at a higher level than him. If she hadn't had the power of the Eight Forbiddens, they would never have been able to stop them. Even so, she was equivalent to fighting three people of similar strength and suffering internal injuries.

But now that everyone in the world is looking at her, she doesn't want to lose her momentum on such an occasion.

The younger brother is now fighting on behalf of his master, killing what appears to be a Chaos Body. Many elders have taken action. People in the world lament that the power of Uncle Ye's Holy Body is still there, but few people remember her master.

"Oh, that boy Ye Fan has quite a few old friends. In that case, let's settle it today."

An ancient tribe wearing armor walked out and sneered.

Many people were shocked when they saw him, "This is the general under the Emperor's command. I heard that he is close to the semi-saint realm. If a saint doesn't come out, he will be almost helpless."

People were shocked, feeling that today's competition might not be as simple as a competition between the younger generations in the Holy Land of the Human Race. There was also a bigger conspiracy. Some people wanted to use this event to catch all of Ye Fan's old friends!

"Will the Emperor just let the dogs out to bite people? Just hide in the shadows?"

Jiang Kuan sarcastically said that in recent years, the Emperor's lineage had often targeted Uncle Ye's friends, and she had suffered several losses because of her help.

"Wow! Girl, don't insult me!"

The Black Emperor was a little anxious when he heard this. If he hadn't brought up the child, he would have gone up to bite him.

"Xiao Nizi, where is the place for a junior like you to talk here?"

The divine general glanced at Jiang Yu and said, "It's just a fifth-level beheading, but I can kill you with just one move..."

Hearing the discussion just now, he sneered: "Oh, I heard that you had a master back then, and you were praised as some kind of Eastern Wasteland Martial Emperor. Who is he, and he dares to take the title of emperor? It turns out that he is just a serial killer. It's just garbage that can't be broken through."

As soon as these words came out, the human race present all showed angry faces. Although Lu Chen failed to overcome the tribulation, he was still amazing enough. Moreover, the other party never claimed to be Martial Emperor. That was the name given by everyone. It can be said to be the "vision" of the human race.

What the other party said now was not a slap in the face of Lu Chen's family, but a slap in the face of the entire Donghuang human race.

The expression on Jiang Kuan's beautiful face was extremely cold at this time. On the contrary, the holy power of the sun in her body was boiling to the extreme, making Ye Tong a little unbearable.

She stared at the divine general with her beautiful eyes, her eyes cold, "Insult my master, you..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Heihuang quickly bit the hem of Yu'er's skirt, "Don't be impulsive, something is wrong today."