The whirlpool of reincarnation can take away all the creatures, including memory, vitality and divine power. The mysterious wind is more terrible than a bone cutting knife.


    Ye QingHan kept moving, sometimes rising in the air, sometimes diving down, climbing over high mountains, shuttling through the vast plain, walking for millions of miles. Gradually, sweat appeared on his forehead, flowing along his temples, and his eyes were full of fatigue.


    Now the cultivation is too weak. It is equivalent to the supreme god or the Lord of the world. It is weak and vulnerable.


    "This ghost place has no aura at all."


    The divine bird was restless in his body, ran to his shoulder, looked at it and shook his head.


    Hoo


    Ye QingHan exhaled a foul breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at the endless hell. It is estimated that even if the giant god really came in, he will be desperate.


    "This bastard is so deep." ye QingHan smiled bitterly and complained. He could only shake his head and continue to look for it.


    I don''t know how long I searched, but I can''t measure how far I ran. With ye QingHan''s mental calculation, I estimated that I searched for nearly a month, and almost turned over the cycle of chaotic hell. Finally, a faint barren energy light was found in a canyon, looming, and the fluctuation range of energy was no more than three miles, so the divine bird didn''t find it until now.


    Whew——————


    When the divine bird found it, it turned into a flash of lightning and rushed to the past. Ye QingHan''s eyes flashed and rushed after him.


    The energy fluctuation covered the whole canyon. Taking the canyon as the boundary, the interior was covered tightly. Stepping into the canyon, we found thousands of "corpses" lying in the canyon. They looked like dead people. But how could such flesh and blood bodies exist in the reincarnation of hell?


    Ye QingHan looked at the energy fluctuation that enveloped the whole Canyon and reached out to touch it. All the external evil Qi and evil Qi were blocked, and the flesh body was also resisted.


    WOW!


    Ye QingHan mobilized a little strength of famine to enter the barrier. The barrier collapsed and the light flashed away.


    When ye QingHan stepped into the center of the canyon, he found that these giant gods had been pulled into the dream by Huang Peng with the dream technique of the great wilderness, but the dream was static, so everyone''s soul and body were still perfectly preserved, just like time did not change and moved the space, which would not affect their vitality.


    Ye QingHan is interested in these strong people in the chaotic world. He begins to master the surroundings, look for the position of Huang Peng, wake him up, and then he can wake up these people.


    Suddenly, ye QingHan''s eyes fixed on a young man lying in the crowd. He looked no more than 30 years old. He was vigorous, dignified, black hair like ink, not angry and powerful. He had the smell of an emperor, thin lips, bronze skin color, wilderness war robe, showing domineering and wild, ten foot manliness.


    Looking at the man in front of him, ye QingHan''s heart almost stopped beating at that moment. When he saw Huang Peng, ye QingHan really integrated with the Lord of famine, merged with each other, and waved to show the majesty of the Lord of the world.


    "Huang Peng! I invite you back in the name of brother! The great wilderness needs your help!"


    Ye QingHan''s low voice echoed in the canyon, like rolling river water, surging waves lapping on the bank and rolling up thousands of piles of sand and dust.


    WOW!


    Huang Peng''s sleepy face trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes moved, and suddenly opened. The pure Huang divine power revived, just like the supreme awakening.


    "Lying trough, so powerful!"


    The divine bird spread its wings and flew back directly to ye QingHan''s shoulder.


    WOW!


    Huang Peng opened his deep eyes, stood up slowly, looked at ye QingHan, and his eyes were full of surprises.


    "Boss, you''ve finally returned! I seem to have been waiting for you for thousands of years." Huang Peng''s thick voice is full of magnetism and very pleasant. This uncle''s voice and uncle''s vicissitudes and melancholy are girl killers, almost as good as ye QingHan.


    "Well, restrain your divine power. From today until I don''t have the strength to repair, I can''t use the divine method in the great wilderness Taoist Scripture." ye QingHan nodded and reached out to pat Huang Peng on the shoulder, which is a recognition without words.


    "Yes, boss." Huang Peng''s strength is indeed much higher than that of Ye QingHan, but at the moment, he is full of joy. It seems that there is ye QingHan and he feels secure when the sky collapses. This may be that kind of belief. Ye QingHan has a fascinating and explosive sense of security. No matter men or women, they will have inexplicable trust as long as they are familiar with it.


    "Wake them up, let''s leave samsara and go back to the chaotic world to make a long-term plan." although ye QingHan was excited at the bottom of his heart, he was not good at sensationalism, but said blandly.


    "OK, boss." Huang Peng waved his big hand and performed the soul returning skill, pulling everyone out of the dream.


    The people looked confused. Looking at the temperament emitted by Ye QingHan, they seemed to have a feeling of deja vu, but their cultivation was not the Supreme God, which made them very confused.


    "How many holy lords and supreme gods are left?" asked ye QingHan in a deep voice.


    "There are thirteen left, and the rest have fallen." Huang Peng replied blandly without much regret. After all, there were many supreme gods under his hands in the great wilderness. Those talents were his brothers, and he was not familiar with these supreme gods.


    Ye QingHan sighed slightly. Even if there are more than 20 supreme gods in this small world, it''s good. Nearly half of them were sacrificed in a battle. It''s still too fragile.


    "Let''s go and leave here first." ye QingHan said with a wry smile.


    The remaining thirteen supreme gods looked at Huang Peng''s respect for ye QingHan. Coupled with ye QingHan''s temperament, they seemed to think of the one in those years and guessed that ye QingHan was the reincarnation of the Lord of famine, but they didn''t say much, but just followed silently.


    Huang Peng proposed to take the initiative to leave with the people. After ye QingHan nodded, he waved his big hand. His divine power shrouded nearly 2000 experts, moved directly and shuttled through the reincarnation. Even the vortex could not shake his power.


    This is the strength of the legendary Lord of the world. Although he is still a notch away from the Lord of the world, it can be imagined how powerless the Supreme God is to face the Lord of the world. Fortunately, there are only eight Lord of the nine worlds, and there will be no more than 20 people close to the Lord like Huang Peng.


    Shua Shua!


    Whew, whew, whew——————


    A group of people flashed under the leadership of Huang Peng. It was thousands of miles in a moment, many times faster than when ye QingHan came.


    Two days later, Huang Peng took ye QingHan and others directly across the yellow spring and rushed out of hell.


    At the moment, the wild beast is still waiting silently. When ye QingHan appears, he starts to act like a child again. Where is there such a bloody bully at the beginning.


    "Let''s go back." ye QingHan took the lead and rushed to Dahuang mountain.


    The crowd rushed after him. Huang Peng was always with ye QingHan, never more than half a minute. Although ye QingHan regarded him as a brother, in his heart, Huang Peng always regarded ye QingHan as a monarch.


    The crowd rushed all the way to the exit of the abyss world. Kuilong roared madly and rushed to ye QingHan and others. His eyes stared at ye QingHan''s back, and his anger was almost solid.