Chapter 203 Hongye Zhenren's Tombstone

"Did you go to the inner door?" With full of doubts, Jia Chen did not give up his mind into the ruins, tiptoed without making a sound, and unconsciously walked into the collapsed Hongye Hall, which was only half.

The former Hongye Hall is also empty at this moment. Everything in the hall has been removed. In the dark, Jiachen condensed a ball of spiritual power. Under the faint light, when Jiachen saw the front of the empty hall, he was stunned.

The next moment, Jia Chen's whole body seemed to suddenly collapse, and his whole body trembled, and his eyes flashed in disbelief. Jia Chen was short of breath, dragged his feet away, and walked step by step to the front of the hall.

In front of the hall is a simple bluestone tombstone. The tombstone is more than one meter high, and the material of the tombstone is made is not old-of-date stone. The cyan tombstone stands there so quietly without saying a word. Under the light of the light, it has passed through in this lonely and incomplete hall. The vicissitudes of life, coldly looking at the prosperity of the world, panicked like a dream.

Until Jia Chen's trembling hands stroked the cold tombstone, until Jia Chen knelt straight in front of the tombstone, the tombstone seemed to exude a fluctuating emotion in a trance, but this was just Jia Chen's illusion.

On the tombstone, there is no time, no identity, and the smooth surface is just engraved with a simple line of inscriptions arranged vertically.

"I would like to sleep here with Hongyefeng." In the lower left corner of that line, there are four smaller words - Hongye Zhenren.

"Master." Touching the cold tombstone and sliding through the concave and convex inscription, finally, a line of silent tears slipped down the corners of Jia Chen's eyes, warm but cold, so slid across Jia Chen's cheeks and dripping on the cold ground.

At this moment, Jiachen's mind was complex and confused. In a trance, his mind turned into a thick paste, but the memory of Jiachen and Hongye real person clearly flashed from Jiachen's mind at this moment.

The bright laughter of Hongye real people seemed to be in his ears. It was always a light face that stagnated in Jiachen's mind for a long time. From the first meeting of Hongye real people to the final Hongye real people who was willing to die for himself, nearly a year was fleeting. Until now, what Jiachen could shout Master, now it has become this cold tombstone.

Jiachen is not good at words, let alone say anything. He just kneels quietly in front of the tombstone, motionless and silent. From night to dawn, this kneeling is a whole night.

When Jiachen left, it was already the beginning of the sunrise. The night floated between heaven and earth. Jiachen's face was expressionless and his eyes were like a mirror, but under the plain eyes, it was like boiling magma.

"Ouyang Tuo, one day, I will smash you into ten thousand pieces!" No matter how powerful the sacrificial sect is, no matter what he will look like in the future, even if he takes his own life, Jia Chen will kill Ouyang Tuo!

There was a blank in his brain. At this moment, Jia Chen didn't know how he was feeling. He was like a walking corpse. Jia Chen, who lost his soul, just flew forward with a dull expression. He didn't want to do anything and did nothing. Even the way he came was off track, and Jia Chen didn't find it at all.

At this moment, Jia Chen is still immersed in the news of the death of Master Hongye. He doesn't understand why fate should be arranged like this. If heaven is old, why Jia Chen can't see the right way in the world.

Evil and justice are confused in Jiachen's heart again. What is justice? A truly frank gentleman died under the claws of evil, but some people always say that justice is under the blue sky and day, but there are always sanctimonious people who are arrogant to be the embodiment of justice, and there are always evil people who are free in broad daylight.

In a trance, Jia Chen immersed himself in his own world and looked up at the long sky illuminated by the morning sun. He wanted to break the sky so that he could cut out the heart of the sky and see what color the heart of the sky was.

Unconsciously, even Jiachen didn't know where he had come. Looking around, he was surrounded by barren mountains and mountains. The messy plants were growing staggered, and the roar of beasts could be faintly heard.

However, what attracted Jiachen's attention was not this strange barren mountains and mountains, but a burst of powerful spiritual power fluctuations that made Jiachen's new vigilance. Carefully sensed it, the place of spiritual power fluctuation was not far in front of Jiachen. With the last circle of half of the ripples of spiritual power gradually dissipated, as if the battle over there had already The end.

Jiachen sensed that there were three powerful monks. Their strength was in the four realms. Suddenly, Jiachen woke up from his spiritual world. No matter who the three were, he had to avoid them first.

But it was obviously too late to hide at this moment. Jia Chen, who had been completely intoxicated by the news of Hongye's death, found it too slowly. When Jia Chen had just reacted, the three people over there had also seen Jia Chen.

The sudden look between Jiachen and the three people made both sides stunned and turned out to be old acquaintances!

Standing in front of Jia Chen, Jia Chen has a deep memory. These three people are among the five elders of the inner gate of the Wuji sect who were in charge of the true disciples. While Jia Chen was still wondering why the real elders did not appear in these, two figures flashed in the back of Jia Chen.

"Esbyterian Sanqing, how is the destruction of the evil beasts of the Taoist sect?" The person behind him didn't seem to notice Jia Chen, and the old voice asked directly to a black-and-white elder in front of Jia Chen.

Elder Sanqing did not answer, but still looked at Jia Chen in front of him with a surprised face. Until the two people behind him also came here and saw Jia Chen's back, the questioning voice suddenly stopped!

"Jachen!?" Jia Chen heard the old voice just now, which was the voice of the elder. Seeing that the current situation could not be separated, Jia Chen turned around with no expression and looked at the surprised old face of the elder. He was silent and acquiesced.

Sure enough, Elder Zhen saw that Jia Chen's face's reaction was exactly the same as Jia Chen expected. Elder Zhen was furious and suddenly rose to the sky with his spiritual power and shouted, "It's really a demon body!" At the beginning, I asked you to escape from my Wuji Sect in the chaos, but today I must walk for heaven and take your demon body back to the sect!"

"Evzhen elder, although I, Jiachen, am the blood of the devil, I have never done anything bad in Wujizong. You also know that Jiachen is wronged by the death of Xuanji real people. Where do you say this? What does it mean to walk for heaven!?" Jia Chen frowned and looked at Elder Qizhen and questioned. Since the beginning, Jia Chen's attitude towards Elder Zhen has not been very good, but as a highly valued elder, he did not distinguish between right and wrong.

Jia Chen's questioning did not stop the real elder, but the real elder was furious, "Evil! Today, you still give up. The bloodline of the devil is the bloodline of the extreme evil. If you wait for you to develop in time, it must be a vicious animal that harms the world and disturbs the world without peace. What's more, you secretly grab the remnants of everything and disturbs the world. It is the bloodline of a demon, which is enough for you to die! Hongye accepted you as an apprentice at the beginning, which really blinded Hongye's eyes!"

"You are not allowed to insult my master!" Hearing that Elder Yuzhen insulted Hongye Zhenren, the anger in Jia Chen's chest could finally be suppressed at this moment, and the explosion broke out violently. Jia Chen only felt as if his whole body was about to burn, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"You don't deserve to be called Master Hongye, the blood of the devil, you never deserve it!" The elder's words added fuel to the fire, so that the last trace of reason of Jia Chen was burned by the raging fire.

No matter how many words were, it was useless. Under the anger, Jiachen and the five elders finally ignited the strong smoke between the two sides. Suddenly, the spiritual power between heaven and earth was great, and the roaring wind swept the sky. Jiachen's body rose to the sky, and the dark air was like a demon god, and his clear and clear eyes became blood red in an instant. Come on.

With a bang, the battle finally broke out. At this moment, the wheel of blood moon under Jiachen's feet has been replaced by ghosts, and the wheel of blood moon has attacked the true elders in the whining of whining.

At the same time, the five elders led by the real elders did not care about the so-called rules of justice and so on. At the same time, five people took action against Jiachen at the same time. In the words of the real elders, they did not need to pay attention to the rules with him.

Feeling the power of the wheel of the blood moon, a shocking look gushed out on the face of the real elder, and a flying sword quickly roared out in an attempt to resist the wheel of the blood moon.

The other four elders surrounded Jia Chen, and saw a tripod, an hour, a weapon-level flying sword and a huge golden rune, thinking that Jia Chenqi attacked together. The momentum seemed to break through the heaven and earth and cut off the mountains and rivers.

In the face of the siege of the four elders, Jia Chen was not in a hurry. With the wave of his fists, the whole eight shadows burst out in the posture of a fierce dragon going to sea. In a trance, there was the sound of tiger roaring dragons, and the roaring mountains and rivers shook.

And with the eight shadow fists burst out, Jia Chen's whole body turned into a spiritual light, waved his angry fist, and went straight to the name! The flying sword shot out quickly, and he wanted to destroy the flying sword with his own body.

"Hmm! Don't measure yourself!" Seeing that Jia Chen actually took the initiative to attack, the elder who drove the flying sword snorted disdainfully, but his expression flashed a fierce color, and the light of the flying sword became brighter and brighter.

When the real elder's flying sword collided with the wheel of blood and moon, Jiachen's eight shadow fists also broke out at the same time as the attack of the four elders. At this moment, the roar of heaven and earth was like thunder, and the mirror-like sky was about to break, the void shook, and the violent white light shrouded the world, and a figure flashed in the white light in an instant. Now, only two crisp metal-like sounds were heard.

The first metal sound is the sound of the wheel of the blood moon smashing the real elder's flying sword. After evolution, the blood moon wheel has reached the top grade of the emperor's weapon. The non-heavenly weapon cannot be suppressed. The real elder's flying sword is just a top-quality aura. At this moment, it is fighting with the wheel of the blood moon, obviously touching stones with eggs.

However, the second crisp sound was the broken sound of another flying sword. When Jia Chen, surrounded by white light and black light, punched the flying sword, the driven elder actually felt a feeling of fear from the flying sword. Then, the flying sword drama The vibrated, and I only heard a crisp voice, which was smashed by Jia Chen's punch!

"This...!" Just for the first confrontation, the five elders of the Wuji Sect were shocked and smashed heavily in the new heart. Jia Chen's strong physique as a magic weapon shocked the elders, and Jia Chen's spiritual power like a huge wave made the elders even more unbelievable!

"Is this... the body of Xiaocheng's heavenly demon?" I can't help taking a deep breath. Although the number of people is superior, the real elders can't feel the advantage of their own number at all.