The news of the destruction of Liuyun stronghold spread like wildfire, and the people in a hundred miles were excited. On the eve of the new year''s celebration, they were so happy and decorated, but they didn''t know that the water sword sect would never die. A puppet like Liuyun could support one or even ten or even a hundred at any time.


    When ye QingHan returns, Hanmen village will know that ye QingHan slaughtered Liuyun stronghold and waited outside the village. For ye Huang and others, they treat the real supreme gods and come out with the best spiritual fruit to entertain the people.


    The fruit is very rare. Ye Huang and others eat it fresh, but they don''t think it is very precious. Instead, they take out the kingdom of God, which makes the children greedy, and the hunters covet it.


    Ye Huanghe and Dongqin are big money. Needless to say, Dongqin is a Tianbao battle body. Ordinary things can''t get into her eyes. They can take their hands, which is enough to make people progress. The two children with the strongest talent in Hanmen village, a man and a woman, are only about 12 years old. They were trained by her to be worshipped by the next god overnight. The God is even higher, and the level is absolutely invincible, The built-in space of Shenge is ten times larger than that of some old brands.


    The boy''s name is Yang Hu and the girl''s name is Yang Yu. He is still a brother and sister. There is only one mother in the family. His father died in the hunt.


    The whole village was excited to see Yang Hu and Yang Yu''s accomplishments climb thousands of miles, and was at a loss.


    For Tianbao battle body, it''s just a small effort. Otherwise, Zixian won''t ask her to help him break through the Supreme God. Only Tianbao battle body is qualified to push Zixian to the Supreme God. Ye QingHan can''t do it. He may not be able to reach that level.


    Ye QingHan stepped into the martial arts field of Hanmen village. Dozens of corpses in the martial arts field had been treated cleanly. Yang Zhan and * * * * welcomed them, with an unimaginable joy on their faces.


    "The master has worked hard. We have been living in dire straits these years. Liuyun stronghold squeezes us to the point of not having enough to eat every year, eh..." Yang Zhan said sadly.


    "It''s all right. There won''t be Liuyun stronghold or water sword sect in the future. Have a good new year celebration." ye QingHan said calmly.


    Ye QingHan must be disgusted with such a sect. What if there is a Lord God? The four evil spirits work together and can''t kill a Lord God?


    When Yang Zhan and * * * * pupils shrink, what kind of existence does shuijianzong have? In thousands of miles around, that is the existence of a big Mac. Ye QingHan said that if it doesn''t exist, it doesn''t exist. How strong is his inside information?


    However, Yang Zhan thinks it''s best not to ask. The more he knows, the worse it will be for Hanmen village.


    A group of people went back to the village. Ye QingHan and others had never celebrated the new year with ordinary villagers. They felt a different taste. Ye QingHan looked at the starry sky and suddenly missed the endless plane. He wanted to go back to the owl war star to accompany his mother and children.


    Ye Huang looked at ye QingHan and was a little distracted. He came forward and took his arm, leaned his small head on his generous shoulder, and said softly, "suddenly, I figured it out. I want to go back to the Qin family and the owl meteorite. Master, can we go back when we are free?"


    Ye Huang''s surname is Qin after all. The blood of the Qin family is always flowing in his bones. Although his heart belongs to ye QingHan now, there is still some missing buried in his heart. He still has feelings for the Qin family. In those years, whether Qin Ying was using her to divert the world''s attention from her brother or was really good to her, ye Huang thanked her. If it weren''t for her, she might not live to meet ye QingHan.


    People grow up and reach a high level. Looking back, many things can be relieved. Ye Huang is relieved. His heart is full of happiness and no longer feels the indifference of the world.


    Ye QingHan smiled, took Ye Huang into his arms, nodded and said, "I also want to go back and have a look. All my old friends should have gone."


    After ye QingHan nodded and agreed, ye Huang smiled like a flower.


    The divine bird was hurt by their love show. He shook his head and left, singing and dancing with the villagers.


    On the eve of the new year''s Eve, coupled with the collapse of Liuyun stronghold, the villagers were extremely excited. It was almost all night. Coupled with the flesh and blood bodies of more than a dozen tigers and bears, it was enough for all the villagers to eat for a winter, and it was no harm to close the mountain with heavy snow.


    As the snow and the moon grew, Yang Hu and Yang Yu''s accomplishments were still rising. They even rushed into the realm of median worship before dawn. The spirit of the divine kingdom in their body was rampant, evolving into divine power and rushing into the divine lattice.


    Dongqin looked at her masterpiece and smiled happily. The villagers nearby were directly lost, and even the women were impressed by her charm.


    All of a sudden, Yang Yu gave a dull snort, burst his whole body, and his fingerable skin was covered with blood. Then he fell into a pool of blood and startled the villagers.


    Yang Yu is just a 12-year-old child. After the catalysis of divine fruit, he seems to have grown up to seven or eight years old in a short night and become a big girl. She is slim and graceful, about one meter and six. She is quite beautiful. She has the simplicity of villagers, but also has the temperament of fairies. How can people not be surprised when she falls down at the moment.


    Dongqin was surprised. She personally watched her and Yang Hu break through. Nothing should happen. Why did Yang Yu suddenly get out of control and blood stained with God?


    Soon, Dongqin checked Yang Yu and found no problem, but her flesh became fragile, and even her wounds could not be healed. Zixian was helpless.


    Ye QingHan was shocked. He took Ye Huang to the martial arts field in the village. Looking at Yang Yu''s convulsions, he seemed to be in great pain. He stretched out his hand to put on Yang Yu''s arm and couldn''t help frowning.


    "Dongqin Taoist friend, what did you give her to eat?" ye QingHan asked in surprise.


    "Zui Shenguo, this is a good magic medicine! There are no side effects. You see, Yang Hu has no problem!" Dongqin promised.


    Ye QingHan doesn''t care much. She mobilizes wood elements to help Yang Yu protect her heart and veins. Her powerful life force can repair her wound, but her wound can''t heal at all. Even if it is healed, it will break immediately.


    "This is a rare white blood nine Yin body. The flesh is extremely poor. Once the body is damaged, it will be broken in a large area and can''t be repaired. It''s a miracle that she can live to now." ye QingHan found the problem and was quite shocked, because the white blood nine Yin body is so rare that it can''t be touched in an era, and even fewer can be used.


    Ye QingHan had never heard of the white blood nine Yin body before, but when referring to the Tenth World War body in the secret history given to him by the second generation of witches, he made a slight comment that the white blood nine Yin body is the most unlucky constitution. This blood is the most spiritual treasure, but this system is almost difficult to survive!


    The talent of white blood nine Yin body is not bad. It is also a special physique, but it is not suitable for fighting. It is very unsuitable. Once you are injured, you can only wait to die. However, if you cultivate to the realm of the LORD God, your combat power is absolutely comparable to that of the Tenth World War body.