"The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Divine Artifact, one of the Hongjun Seven Treasures, the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter!"
Emperor Chaos Yan said in a sonorous tone.
"Hongjun Seven Treasures, the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter?"
Ye Chen's pupils contracted slightly. You must know that Hongjun's seven treasures were all made by Hongjun's ancestors, and each one has extremely powerful power.
For example, the Mara Sutra Pillar in the hands of Mozu Wutian is one of the Hongjun Seven Treasures.
However, Ye Chen did not expect that in the treasure of Emperor Chaos Yan, there was also a magic weapon left by Hongjun, called the Holy Grail of Human Tu.
"This Human Tu Holy Grail was forged by Hongjun Ancestor himself."
"Back then, Patriarch Hongjun tried countless methods in order to prove that the Dao is Wuwu."
"Among them, he once tried to prove the Tao by killing, killing hundreds of millions of creatures in the universe, and accumulating endless killing blood."
Chaos Yandi said with emotion in his voice.
"Creatures of billions of universes? Patriarch Hongjun actually"
Ye Chen felt incredible.
Emperor Chaos Yan glanced at Ye Chen, and said with disdain: "Hehe, otherwise, do you think that Patriarch Hongjun is a good person? There is no distinction between good and bad people in that realm, and the worldly morality of good and evil, for them, It¡¯s like bullshit, in order to prove the way, everything can be killed.¡±
Ye Chen's heart was shocked. Thinking about it carefully, Emperor Chaos Yan was also right.
How could a big man like the ancestor Hongjun stick to secular morality, as long as he has the ability to resolve the cause and effect of blood evil and kill hundreds of millions of people, it is just a matter of snapping his fingers.
Emperor Chaos Yan continued: "The holy grail of human slaughter is the ancestor Hongjun. It was forged with the blood and bones of hundreds of millions of living beings, and then tempered with its own killing intent. The breath is extremely terrifying."
"Ancestor Hongjun, back then he had a nickname called 'Ren Tu', and the Holy Grail of Ren Tu left behind by him was extremely murderous."
"I got the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter by accident. Just touching it, my Dao Heart was almost swallowed by endless killing thoughts."
"That Holy Grail is really unimaginably terrifying."
Chaos Yandi's voice carried a trace of fear, even at his peak, it was difficult for him to resist the monstrous murderous aura of the man who slaughtered the Holy Grail.
One can imagine how terrifying it was for that man to slaughter the Holy Grail.
"Boy, if you want to prove the way by killing, then go to find my treasure. The most precious magic weapon in my treasure house is the holy grail of that human slaughter."
"Your Dao heart is strong, and you may be able to withstand the impact of the holy grail of human slaughter."
After listening to Chaos Yandi's words, Ye Chen was still in great shock and horror.
Where did he expect that the ancestor Hongjun was actually a human slaughter, and he had slaughtered countless creatures in order to prove the truth.
The Holy Grail of Human Slaughter was cast out of countless blood, bones, corpses, human lives, and killing intent.
If he can really get the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter and successfully refine it, perhaps, Ye Chen will be able to prove the way by killing and comprehend the ultimate meaning of Bingzi Jue, without the cruelty of killing relatives and friends.
"Senior, where is the location of your treasure, the place from the fire?"
Ye Chen asked quickly.
If you want to get the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter, you must at least find the place from the fire.
Emperor Chaos Yan rolled his eyes and said: "How would I know that the world has changed, mountains and rivers have reversed, seas and fields have changed, time has passed for so long, even I myself can't find the existence of Lihuo Realm, I can only rely on you."
Ye Chen was a little speechless, and said: "Okay."
At the moment, Ye Chen restrained his mind and continued to guide the Nine Nether Sword Soul in Tingyu Sword into the Samsara Heavenly Sword
At this time, Ye Wanwan was defeated, and returned to Jianmen in the Taishang World in frustration.
Boom¡ª¡ª
The entire Jianmen was shrouded in haze, thunderclouds were shaking, and there was a trace of disaster, covering the four fields, which seemed very surprising.
Seeing this, Ye Wuhan was shocked in his heart, knowing that he had lost the Tingyu Sword, which caused a great omen, and an unexpected disaster shrouded the gate of Jianmen Mountain.
"Endless, the head teacher told you to go there!"
A few beams of light came from afar and landed in front of Endless Ye. They were the elders of Jianmen.
The first person was the old man who wanted to stop Ye Wuheng before he set off.
"Elder Song, I"
Ye Wuhen felt very ashamed, his eyes depressed.
The elder's name was Song Ji, and he said in a cold voice: "Needless to say, the head teacher told you to come over immediately!"
Night Endless nodded sadly: "Yes."
He knew that he was defeated and lost the Tingyu Sword.
Even if he didn't say it, the high-level people in Jianmen would know the ins and outs of the disaster after a little deduction.
Ye Wuwu stepped into the mountain gate with great strides, and there was a rumbling thunderstorm in the sky, and he only felt a burst of desolation.
Along the way, Ye Wuwu came to the cave where the head teacher of Jianmen lived.
The head teacher of Jianmen, named Zhang Qingyu, is a master at the level of Wuliang Tianjun.
There is a painting hanging in his cave.
Ye Wuwu lowered his head and walked into the painting.
Zhang Qingyu had never failed to prove the Dao back then, his body was crushed into a piece of paper, and life in the real world was quite difficult, so in ordinary times, he retreated in the world in the painting.
In the world in the painting, the mountains and rivers are dyed with ink, and everything is hazy, with the appearance of clear water and ink.
Every time Ye Wujin takes a step, there is a pool of ink rippling under his feet.
Not long after he came in, Song Ji and several other elders also came in.
In the splashed ink landscape in front of him, the rhyme of ink fluttered, twisted for a while, and the figure of Zhang Qingyu, the head teacher of Jianmen, gathered.
Zhang Qingyu put his hands behind his back, his eyes were not angry and prestige, staring at the endless night, said:
"Endless, you challenged the Lord of Reincarnation, what was the result?"
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