Chapter 1388

The evil god looked through Ye Chen's inner thoughts and smiled: "this is for you to better accept the spirit treasure. If you don't like it, it's OK."

Hearing that the evil god would ridicule himself, ye Chen couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "the elder misunderstood. I just don't understand for a moment. I hope the elder will forgive me."

The tone of voice is still neither humble nor arrogant, and there is no intention of admitting mistakes.

The evil god did not take it to heart, but continued to browse their own memories with Ye Chen.

In the vast wild, a young man came from the East in coarse linen. He looked yellow and skinny. It seemed that he would be blown down in a gust of wind, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted until he fell on the wild.

Even if he was not present, but looked at it from a distance, ye Chen also felt the perseverance of the youth who did not admit defeat and did not bow to fate.

Just as ye Chen sighed at the persistent young man, the evil God asked, "Holy Family boy, can you guess who this is?"

Hearing the question of the evil god, ye Chen thought a little, "is this the elder?"

In the face of Ye Chen's answer, the evil god laughed. The sudden laughter made some Zhang and ER monks unable to touch their heads. Is this answer very funny?

"Holy Family boy, it's too early to make a conclusion at this time. It's better to continue to see, and the answer is behind." hearing the evil god say so, ye Chen put away his inner confusion and continued to look attentively.

The young man was rescued by a man who looked like an old lady. The old lady was dressed in a cloak like an evil god. If it weren't for her long snow-white hair and that simple crutch, ye Chen would think she was an evil god, and the little boy didn't know who it was.

The old lady didn't seem to have the strength to carry the boy up, so she had to treat him on the spot. She saw him release a water bag from his waist and pour it into the boy's mouth.

When the young man slowly opened his eyes, a pair of pure eyes were filled with grateful tears. The old lady didn't say anything, but gently stroked the young man's smooth forehead. The other wrinkled hand was handed over to hold his young hand.

The old and the young were pulled out of their long shadow by the sun. Looking at the thin back, ye Chen seemed to think of his past, shook his head and continued to look.

The old lady came all the way to a stone house. It was deserted. Only such a house stood alone. It was the only human residence in the vast world.

Here, the boy learned to catch snakes and birds, understood the obscure language, and the most important thing is that he learned all kinds of magic!

Seeing here, ye Chen was basically sure that the boy was an evil god, but the evil god still didn't explain. He smiled and motioned Ye Chen to continue looking.

The young man practiced in the burning ghost fire, walked on the blade, drank blood, and practiced one by one, which made Ye Chen feel empty in his heart. His practice was not so abnormal.

With the growth of his strength, he also began to walk far away and try to understand the world. He went to the tribe for the first time and made his first friend.

Don't want to the next day, this tribe was slaughtered by similar tribes, no matter men, women, old and young, all turned into ghosts under the knife.

In the small tribe, blood flowed into a river, jackdaws circled over the corpse, flies and insects flew, unknown beasts tore at the broken arms and limbs, and their friends were different from the corpses.

The young man was angry. He didn't know what his friend had done wrong and didn't care who the other party was. He resolutely embarked on the road of revenge.

It was the first time he had killed people since his practice. He didn't know how to control himself. He was caught by the other party, tied up and hung on the pole. He even fainted in the wasteland.

The coarse linen clothes had been torn into wisps of cloth, the things given by the old lady were thrown on the ground, and rats trampled in groups.

Ye Chen feels the desolation. If he encounters this situation, he must be breaking away from the rope without admitting defeat, rather than being so calm.

At night, the whole tribe was silent, like hell on earth. Even the dogs barking at themselves during the day could not say a word.

Slowly, under the cover of the night, a black cloak appeared in front of the boy, the crutch was gently raised, the boy fell gently to the ground, and the old lady disappeared again. Just like her appearance, the Dragon saw the head and did not see the tail.

The boy picked up his things and went outside. All the way, he saw dog and mouse bodies everywhere. As for the tribal leader, the old man who poked his spine during the day, he had become a cold body.

Since then, the young man practiced harder. Every gain was to challenge a tribe. If he failed, he continued.

Time passed quietly, and hundreds of thousands of years passed in a flash.

The young man just turned into a young man, but there was an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes in his eyebrows. With him came his murderous blood and his reputation - evil god!

There are tens of thousands of people in the evil god tribe, which is vast. I don't know what to do. It seems like a hegemonic posture. There are four high priests who are loyal and have a foundation for generations.

At this time, the evil God died sadly. The evil god tribe also turned into flying smoke under the attack of the Protoss. Nuo Da tribe disappeared in the long river of time.

"If the younger generation is right, it's the nine Protoss who plot against the elder?" the careful Ye Chen naturally saw the reason why the evil God fell. How can a strong man who is only a line away from the gods not attract envy.

When ye Chen said this, the evil god sighed helplessly: "however, the nine Protoss are no longer the same as before. Everything has its own number, which is in accordance with the rules of the rise and fall of heaven and earth."

Ye Chen suddenly thought that the Holy Family mentioned by the evil god was not as big as before. Now he knows the changes of the nine holy families. Is he not dead yet?

Ye Chen was startled by his idea. How is it possible?

"Although I have long died, my spirit has not dissipated. I still know what has happened in this world for millions of years." the evil God saw through Ye Chen's idea again.

"So it is." Ye Chen just put his heart back again. The memory of the evil god in front of him has ended and he appears in the tomb again.

As soon as she appeared in the tomb, Su rouying couldn't wait to ask, "Ye Chen, what did you see just now? Why are you talking to yourself all the time?"

Before ye Chen answered Su rouying's question, he heard a clear sound, like jade hitting each other, high mountains and flowing water.

Looking up, on the gray black stone slab, a gray green pearl is emitting a weak light, which seems to be spiritual, bright and dark.

"Holy Family boy, this is the soul treasure and psychic evil bead you are looking for this time. It contains all my memories of my life, both martial arts and practice experience."

"In addition, there is a real soul I instilled in it. You can activate him if you need..." the voice of the evil god gradually disappeared, and the evil god in front disappeared. The whole tomb collapsed in the roar.

Ye Chen only felt the distortion of time and space. They opened their eyes again, but found that they had returned to the wasteland. They looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

Holy spirit treasure, here you are!