Listening to Qing Wanjie's words, Ye Chen's heart was extremely shaken.

"Is there a mark of **** on my body?"

It turned out that Qing Wanjie didn't want to hurt Ye Chen, but warned him that he had the mark of **** on his body, and his whereabouts were completely exposed, and sooner or later he would be killed by the strong of hell.

"Yes, how could you offend the Heavenly Prison God Emperor?"

Qing Wanjie has a heavy face, and the Heavenly Prison God Emperor is a generation of powerhouses. He was one of the previous twelve gods, with a master demeanor, and would generally not embarrass the juniors.

Now that the Heavenly Prison God Emperor wanted to kill Ye Chen, Ye Chen must have offended him and moved his core interests.

"Hall Master, is there a way to erase the mark on my body?"

Ye Chen's face was dignified, and he didn't say what happened to offending the Heavenly Prison God Emperor, because Xiao Shuihan's matter was too complicated and involved too much, so he naturally couldn't elaborate.

"The imprint left by the Heavenly Hell God Emperor cannot be erased by ordinary people, not even me."

"I don't know how you offended the Heavenly Hell God Emperor. I can only tell you that once you offend the Heavenly Hell God Emperor, no one can save you unless the superior comes!"

Qing Wanjie's tone was harsh. He had personally seen the appearance of the Heavenly Prison God Emperor. It was one of the twelve gods in the legend. At the time, he assisted the upper one and cast the existence of the ten source talisman, which was the same level as the Taiyue god.

Having offended such a big man, and was planted with a mark, Ye Chen has no chance of survival.

"Father, is there no other way?"

Qing Lan on the side was suddenly anxious, but couldn't bear to see Ye Chen die.

Qing Wanjie sighed and said, "Unless he can find a large amount of holy water from the Yellow Springs, he can wash off the marks on his body and get rid of the chase of the Heavenly Hell God Emperor."

Qing Lan said with joy: "Father, there are a few bottles of yellow spring water in our warehouse, can I use it?"

Qing Wanjie shook his head and said, "This little yellow spring water is not enough. Even if you collect all the yellow spring water hoarded by the entire Yangzhen Domain and all the trading houses, it will not be enough! If you want to wash away the mark of the Heavenly Hell God Emperor, you must A large amount of yellow spring water, it is best to take a dip in the holy river of Huangquan, but unfortunately, since the Lord of Reincarnation in the ancient times, the holy river of yellow springs in the world has all been exhausted, and there is not enough yellow spring water available."

Ye Chen's eyes lit up and said, "Is it possible to wash away the mark of **** with the holy water of Huangquan?"

"Yes, do you have enough yellow spring water?"

Qing Wanjie was taken aback for a moment, seeing Ye Chen's appearance, did he have enough Yellow Spring holy water?

Ye Chen smiled and arched his hands and said, "Thank you, Palace Master Qing, for reminding me that I have my own way."

Qing Wanjie said: "If you really have a way, then it is naturally best. You can come out of the **** alive, and your strength is not trivial. I am going to move the gate of the Palace of Necropolis to Heaven and Human Realm. If there is a chance in the future, maybe we See you in the domain of heaven and man."

Ye Chen said: "Heaven and Human Realm...well, if we have a predestined relationship, we must have a chance to meet again."

Qing Lan said: "Father, shall we move to the Celestial Domain?"

Qing Wanjie nodded and said: "Heaven and human realm is in chaos, and Taiyue Divine Venerable has fallen. Although our Necropolis has lost shelter, it is also an opportunity to rise. If we can inherit Taiyue Divine Orthodoxy, our Necropolis, He must be able to become a giant in the Celestial Domain!"

After a pause, Qing Wanjie said to Ye Chen again: "Chen Ye, are you really unwilling to stay in the Necropolis? I am going to move to the Celestial Realm and need manpower. If you are willing to help me, I will inherit Taiyue in the future. I won't treat you badly for the deity's morality."

After that, he glanced at Qing Lan.

Qing Lan's cheeks flushed and she lowered her head.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said, "Thank you for the appreciation of Palace Master Qing, but I bear the mark of hell, and I have to find a way to solve it. I can't help you and leave."

Then he said to Qing Lan: "Miss Qing Lan, goodbye."

Turn around and leave.

"Dust night!"

Qing Lan looked at Ye Chen's back and called out, full of dismay.

However, Ye Chen didn't look back, and left in strides.

"This kid, if he can escape the chase of the Heavenly Prison God Emperor, I really don't know how far he can grow."

Qing Wanjie narrowed his eyes and murmured.

As soon as Ye Chen left the Necropolis, he immediately searched for a secluded place, sacrificed the blue and yellow spring map, covered his breath with the dark source talisman, and plunged directly into the world of the yellow spring map.

"With the holy water of Huangquan, you can wash away the mark of hell. It just so happens that the entire Huangquan River is in my hands!"

Ye Chen's eyebrows were filled with joy, and the holy river of Huangquan, flowing quietly in the world of the map of Huangquan, exuded strands of ancient yellowish aura.

The four great guards of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all practice near the Huangquan River.

"grown ups."

Seeing Ye Chen coming in, Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting got up and saluted.

"Well, you continue to practice."

Ye Chen waved his hand to let Qinqi calligraphy and painting continue to practice.

Now that it is getting closer and closer to the Tusheng Conference, he only hopes that the piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy can reach the original state before the conference begins.

"Yes."

Qinqi, calligraphy and painting continue to sit down cross-legged ~www.mtlnovel.com~ concentrating on the realm of Origin Realm.

But Ye Chen jumped directly into the holy river of Huangquan!

Huangquansheng Hanoi, every drop of yellow spring water is extremely heavy. If Ye Chen jumped in before changing it, he might be crushed by endless pressure.

But now, he has been promoted to the Heaven Replenishing Realm, and there is a spiritual stele in his body, awakening the Divine Veins of Ten Thousand Spirits, and his physique is amazing enough to withstand the pressure of the Yellow Spring Holy River.

"The Heavenly Prison God Emperor left a mark on me, why didn't I find it?"

Ye Chen frowned, searching for the muscles and bloodlines.

Finally, he noticed a very subtle fluctuation.

Sure enough, there is a mark hidden in the deepest part of his meridians!

This mark is very cryptic and superficial, if it weren't for Ye Chen's deliberate exploration, it would be impossible to find it.

"Damn, he really planted a mark!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, if under normal circumstances, the Heavenly Prison God Emperor had left a mark, he would definitely notice it.

But in the Secret Realm of Heavenly Hell, the laws are completely controlled by the God Emperor of Heavenly Hell. Under the envelope of the laws of Heavenly Hell, his perception has regressed, and there is no danger immediately.

"Huangquan holy water, wiped me out!"

Ye Chen's whole body was soaked in the holy river of Huangquan.

While his mind was urging, the endless yellow spring holy water frantically washed his meridians and impacted the mark of the prison that day.

pain!

Severe pain!

The endless yellow spring holy water constantly impacts.

Ye Chen's muscles, bones, skin and flesh seemed to have been brushed off, and the pain was abnormal.

He gritted his teeth and resisted, constantly pounding and scrubbing.

Finally, the imprint of hell, under the purifying effect of the holy water of Huangquan, completely dissipated!

And Ye Chen also gradually recovered from the pain.

The whole person seems to have just experienced a bone scraping therapy!

(End of this chapter)