Zhongyu, Nanyang city.

Here stand towering spires, hundreds of feet high and dark. From a distance, they look like countless sharp swords upside down on the earth.

There are countless holes in the tower, and each hole is like a residence for the military people.

Except for tall towers, all the others are low buildings.

These low buildings are not used for living. They are all forging platforms. From a distance, every low building is filled with green smoke and the sound of beating iron.

As the elder of Qiyang Shengzong said, the great world of Qingxuan is in the charge of Tiangong.

Tiangong people are good at forging, so the big world they control is mainly forged.

In the middle of the city, there is a steeple thousands of feet high.

A burly middle-aged man sat on the throne, and below him was a group of subordinates. He was whispering something. The scene was solemn and solemn, just like a generation of emperors hanging on to the government affairs, which made people afraid to approach at will.

Whew!

At this time, a flash of streamer suddenly bloomed.

Under the surprised gaze of the people, a thin young man in black appeared in the hall. His body slowly fell to the ground. A pair of dark eyes swept past and finally locked the burly middle-aged man on the throne.

"You are a heavenly Changyang?"

The young man in black spoke quietly.

When he spoke, he had taken back his eyes. His face was neither happy nor sad, and his words were without waves and waves, so that people could not feel any emotional fluctuations.

"Bold, how dare you call the name of the monarch!"

"Who are you? How dare you break into my Qingxuan hall!"

"No matter how much, capture this son first!"

The burly and middle-aged men locked their eyes on the young man in black for the first time, all with a cold color.

As for the burly middle-aged, he also looked at the young man in black, and the fine light in his eyes seemed to see through the latter completely.

However, the burly middle-aged failed.

I don't know why, the young man in black has no cultivation fluctuation, but he can't see through it all the time. Just like a black hole, any attention and exploration will be absorbed and completely dissipated into nothingness as long as he touches his body.

The young man in black is naturally Ye Chen.

According to the map, he came from the southern region to the central region.

This Nanyang city is the largest city in Central China, and this minaret stands in the center of the city, overlooking everything.

According to his own experience, ye Chen roughly judges that Tiangong Changyang is located here.

After all

The creation Protoss like to do this!

Ye Chen has long been surprised!

"The scale of the world is not large. You can ask directly, why do you need to talk to them more." Ning Xin said impatiently.

The size of the world can be divided into different sizes.

Like Yinlong world and Tiangong world, they belong to a large world, with many creation Protoss, just like a base camp.

Later, just like the division of princes, there are only a few creation Protoss in one big world.

In the end, even the creation Protoss could not be seen.

Obviously, Qingxuan world belongs to the second echelon.

"Those who dare to despise me will die!"

"Do it together!"

"This man seems to have a clear purpose. Catch him first, and then press him again!"

Seeing ye Chen's silence, the crowd was even more angry.

With a drink, they came forward together and burst out a thick breath.

Whew!

I saw a flash of light.

The space of the whole hall suddenly solidified.

The people who shouted to fight and kill seemed to be fixed one by one. Their bodies were stiff in place, and even their eyes were frozen.

However, they are not dead and can still think.

Just their own body and consciousness, as if separated, completely out of any control.

"What's going on?"

The burly man on the throne was stunned.

At the moment, he can't move and his sight can't move. He can only look at the front and see ye Chen coming step by step until he comes to him.

Leaf dust gently.

The burly man regained control of his body as if he had been freed.

But his back was already wet, his heart trembled so much that he almost collapsed on the spot.

strong person!

Super strong!

The burly man looked at Ye Chen without half an examination, and there was only fear and trembling.

This son is terrible. With only one thought, he can block the space.

Such a strange and unpredictable means, the burly man has never seen, even the Father God in his heart

"It's really a natural worker."

The burly man was still thinking, and ye Chen suddenly said, "as a heavenly worker, you should be able to contact the chaotic source family, well, that is, the Father God in your mouth, or... Lord."

Ye Chen rummaged through the memory of the creation Protoss and asked a little rusty.

Without him.

He has a broken will and incomplete memory.

In addition, the development laws of each chaotic world are different, so we can only ask about it in general.

"Do you want to see the father?"

The burly man's eyes were frozen.

Below, a crowd of people had their hearts beating wildly, and their eyes could not stop shaking.

Who is this son!

As soon as you open your mouth, you will see the chaotic source family!

"My status is low. Although I can contact the Father God, I may not get a response..." the burly man's tone showed strong embarrassment.

"No harm."

Ye Chen interrupted him again and said, "just contact him and give me the rest."

"This..."

The burly man looked hesitant.

But at this time, a twisted breath swept out of Ye Chen, twisting inch space into nothingness.

The burly man who was still a little hesitant had no thoughts at this moment. He immediately took out a jade pendant and crushed it. He quickly pinched the formula in his hand.

The relationship between the creation Protoss and the chaotic source family is like that between kings and ministers.

When the monarch was angry, his ministers had to die.

Therefore, the creation Protoss are particularly awed by the chaotic source family and dare not disturb them.

But for now, the burly man has no choice.

Contact chaos source family, may be punished, but at least one life can be saved.

But if you disobey the mysterious young man in black, I'm afraid you don't even know how to die!

Hum

A wisp of colorful light smoke rose and filled the center of the hall.

Not long after, the light smoke can show a vague face, solemn face, fierce eyes, and a high attitude, just like overlooking the world.

If Yang Kui were here, he would recognize it at a glance.

This blurred face is the founder of the craftsman.

"You call me..."

The craftsman's ancestral home looked down at the burly man with a declaration of supremacy.

However!

He had just spit out a few words, his eyes suddenly solidified there, and the whole fuzzy figure was trembling slightly!

"It's you!"

"How is it you!"

The craftsman's eyes locked on Ye Chen and screamed twice in a row.

This scene stunned everyone.

Including leaf dust.

He looked at the craftsman's father, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he secretly shouted in his heart that it was terrible!