The Evil Imperial Monarch

Chapter 1815: Love building

"he!"

The black-faced Rakshah face sinks and immediately puts on the mask, looking at the vast image of Ye Chu and the top of his head, and his eyes are even a little dazzling.

At this moment, Ye Chu’s back can be compared with the horrible image of the head. There is not much difference between the two.

"It's going to be against the sky!"

The black-faced Luozha was shocked. I didn’t expect Ye Chu’s meaning to reach this point. It was too embarrassing.

"Booming rumbling..."

The idol is constantly distorted, and the dark clouds cover the sky, as if to sink the heavens and the earth, but this is only one form of his.

As the sky column slowly descended, Ye Chu did not have a little fear, slowly drifting from the water column, and did not care about the horror of the top of the head, it seems to have no effect on him.

"The degree of integration with the heavens and the earth is so high, can he fight with me?"

The black-faced Rakshasa is even more shocking. I watched Ye Chu slowly go down to the high heavens. The surrounding heaven and earth are centered on him, and the eyes can't help but shine a lot of war.

This is a hero who cherishes a hero. If there is an opponent who is quite equal to his own, it is really a great thing in life, and it is also of great benefit to his own cultivation.

"Ye Chu, hurry and leave me!"

Seeing that the Tianguan here is about to close, the black-faced Luosha shouted at Yechu, and Ye Chu’s figure flickered, and the effort was taken to the side of the black-faced Raksha, and the black-faced Raksha immediately raised his hand. The array took Ye Chu to leave.

The next moment, the two appeared on a hill, which is already the area of ​​the azure sea.

The blue sea is said to be a sea. In fact, the bottom is a vacuum of land, but this land exists under the sea.

When people stand here and look up, they just see the blue and blue waters above their heads, so they are called the blue sea.

"You got the golden fruit?" Black-faced Luosha asked Ye Chu.

Ye Chu’s breath has not changed much. There should be no major breakthroughs in the cultivation. However, the black-faced Raksha is shocked by the fact that his artistic conception seems to be stronger and he has upgraded a level in this short period. Within a few days.

“No?” Ye Chu shook his head and sighed. “The heart fire is too strong. I just saw a horrible golden fruit tree behind a diaphragm. I have no chance to enter, and I can’t stick to it anymore. ”

Black-faced Rakshasa looked at Ye Chu, and thought in his heart whether Ye Chu would lie to himself, but looking at Ye Chu’s depressed expression did not seem to be a lie.

"When outside, there is a love of the Holy Spirit, you can recover the love of the Holy Spirit?" Black-faced Rakshasa surprised.

Ye Chu bite his teeth: "There is no way to go to a desperate situation. It may be because I am a matter of love and sacredness. Only then can I drive a glimpse of the love of the Holy Spirit. Otherwise, it is difficult to live away from the heart of the fire."

"It turned out to be..."

The black-faced Rakshasa is shaking, and the heart seems to be relieved. After all, Ye Chu’s practice is too short. If it can drive the love of the Holy Spirit now, it’s far more than the people who have practiced for thousands of years. Yeah.

"It seems that you can only participate in your holy fruit conference, or you can't get the golden fruit..."

Ye Chu sighed, and some helplessly said.

Sakura Sakura, of course, Ye Chu does not want to tell the black face Raksha, after all, he is a fruit holy person, if the fruit saint knows, he has a land spirit, I am afraid this thing is not so well explained.

"Black Rakshasa..."

At this moment, suddenly there was a hoarse voice in the distance. The black-faced Rakshasa and Ye Chu’s heart were all shocked. The black-faced Rakshasa turned and saw a black robe old man coming over.

Ye Chuda eyes also locked the old man dozens of miles away, step by step, linked to the world, seamlessly integrated.

This is a saint, a living saint, and if nothing unexpected, it should be a fruit holy.

The sage seemed to walk in a leisurely manner, but in a few steps, he came to the two.

Ye Chu observed the appearance of this elder at a close distance, but she was tall, but she was somewhat thin, her face was concave, her face was wrinkled, she had a white beard, and her black robe wrapped his tall and thin body.

"See the Lord under the genus..." The black-faced Rakshasa's respectful knees lie in the void and salute the old man.

"Get up..." The old man in the black robe faintly raised his hand and lifted the black-faced Luoshu. A pair of eyes stared at Ye Chu, seemingly powerless, but it seemed like two small suns staring at the leaves of the Chu Chu body.

This is the holy prestige, the true holy prestige.

However, Ye Chu did not show weakness, and did not show very charming, not humble and said: "Predecessors should be fruit holy..."

"The disciples of the old madman are really mad. They reached this realm at a young age. They are not a sentimental sage." Guo Sheng did not deny it, but was surprised at the cultivation and temperament of Ye Chu.

"Predecessors are geniuses, saints, and well-deserved names!" Ye Chu's look is somewhat relaxed.

Since the other party mentioned his master's old madman, I thought I might have some friendship with the old madman, so I am still polite.

Guo Sheng smiled and said: "The old bones that are coming into the soil are only repaired. There is nothing to be proud of. It is your kid, and the future is limitless..."

"The fruit is too modest..." Ye Chu’s heart was dark, and there were many old men who had already entered the land, and they did not come to you for repair.

The only way to be able to practice the saints is to be a talented person.

After the Supreme Blood Supreme, there were no more sacred appearances in the nine days and eleven fields. Even the saints did not appear in a few respects. Today, this fruit holy is one of them, and it is so cool on this Biling Island.

"Oh, your master is a peerless powerhouse. Our so-called saints are compared with your masters. The **** is not..." Guo Sheng sighed. "But, since you came to our blue sea, it is ours." Guest, you come with the old man, the old man takes you to a place."

"Uh……"

The black-faced Rakshasa smashed, and I didn’t expect the fruit sacred to come to pick up Ye Chu personally. It seems that in all likelihood, it’s the sacred sacred sacredness, and the sacred sacred sacredness Alarmed.

"Predecessors, where are you going?" Ye Chu asked.

Sacred Road: "Love House..."

"Love House?" Ye Chu stunned and looked at the black-faced Rakshasa.

The black-faced Rakshasa also looked back, indicating that he did not know what the building was. The fruit did not conceal and explained: "It is said that this love building is the place where the loved one lived. The old man thought that since you This sentimental sage has come here, so go there and have a look, maybe there will be any gains, and it can be regarded as a confession of the old man to your master..."

“Thank you for your seniors...”

Ye Chu was overjoyed. I didn't expect it to be the place where the love lover lived. If I can enter the tour, maybe there will be some gains.

"It turned out to be the place of supreme living..." The black-faced Luosha was also very shocked. I didn't expect that there would be a place of love under this blue sea. Is it true that the love of the past still lived in this blue sea.