Jiang Jingtian and others tried their best to persuade ye QingHan, hoping that he could restrain himself. At this time, anger will be conquered one by one sooner or later. Now, after all, it is not the war between ye QingHan and the four World Masters, but the ghost of breaking the sky. He can count everything. Who can compete?
Hoo Hoo!
Ye QingHan''s breathing is unstable and his eyes are red. He wants to find it now. He is desperate to break the sky, but now the enemy is in the dark. He is like a sinister poisonous snake. He may rush out and bite himself at any time, and it is fatal!
Not alone, but also these brothers, who have followed their own existence through many battles.
Ye QingHan suppressed his anger and rushed to the snow kingdom with eight people.
After more than ten days, the snow Kingdom god world is still terrified and terrified. Although the action of the four world leaders only destroyed the holy city for thousands of miles, it is enough to frighten the snow kingdom people.
A few days later, the closer he was to the holy city, the more uncontrollable ye QingHan was. His anger was burning and his heart beat faster.
Shua!
Ye QingHan jumped into the scope of the holy city. Except for the broken walls, the rubble became powder, the broken guns of the disabled soldiers were everywhere, and countless corpses were everywhere, but even the most basic appearance could not be distinguished.
Hoo Hoo
Ye QingHan breathed several mouthfuls of turbid air. His divine sense locked the residual piano. All the strings were gone. There was only half of the piano frame. His big hand trembled. He half knelt next to the piano frame and held the piano in his hand. His cold eyes flashed, glanced around and wanted to find the body.
A broken spear was inserted not far from the city wall. It was the spear in Zhige''s hand. The wound on a corpse was shocking, but it could be seen from the dress that it was Zhige.
The soul has been erased, the head is shattered and the flesh is blurred!
Deep gullies filled with blood and bodies, strong winds and dust.
Shua!
Ye QingHan rolled up a corpse from a wide and deep gap. It was repaired by silver snake. It was better than the puppet Lord. The corpse was not preserved completely. It was ragged and miserable.
WOW!!
Ye QingHan jumped directly into the gap and kept taking out complete bodies. Some people were shocked alive and their souls died, while others were directly cut off by the sword Qi, and their vitality was wiped out by the sword Qi.
Jue unintentional corpses were also found, and the rest were turned into flesh and blood. The cultivation of the army was obviously not the Supreme God, that is, the cultivation of the giant God. Their flesh could not bear the aftershock of the Lord.
"The emperor''s son has the imitation feather spirit clothes I made. Even if he dies, he should leave the body. Ziyan has the dragon scale God clothes. With such strong cultivation, it''s impossible that the bones don''t exist!"
Ye QingHan rushed into xuehanoi and picked up the body. When he met the complete body, he sent it into the sky.
Wow, wow!
The blood surged and smelled pungent. Ye QingHan didn''t dislike it at all. He kept rushing into the blood ditch to look for the complete body.
Jiang Jingtian and others also joined in, looking for a gully respectively. Master Kuihu and spiritual women defended on the periphery.
A large number of bodies were salvaged, but the bodies of Ye Huanghe and Jingwei were not found.
Ye QingHan has rushed to the deepest blood ditch, and finally found a body, which was pierced by a sword and nailed to death in the deep blood ditch.
Ye QingHan rushed over, his soul felt it, and rushed up with the body in his arms.
His white hair was five feet, red with blood, and his chest was penetrated by the divine sword. The imitation feather spirit clothes did not block the attack of the world Lord. His pale face was lifeless, and the vitality in his body and the soul in the sea were crushed! Who else can there be without Ye Huang?
"No --"
Ye QingHan hugged Ye Huang and burst into tears. No matter how strong he was, he couldn''t return to heaven. Ye Huang suffered a single fatal blow from the Lord of the world. All his vitality was erased, and even a trace of will didn''t survive.
"Emperor!"
Ye QingHan''s eyes were filled with blood and tears. He roared and roared. His voice changed. He couldn''t describe the sadness, anger and despair in his heart at the moment. In this life, he didn''t know how much he owed Ye Huang, but he didn''t expect that ye Huang would die directly this time.
Ye QingHan knelt on the ground, hugged Ye Huang, knocked his head on the ground, trembled all over, the blood in his body rushed up, the light in his eyes became more and more red, and his breath was cold, which made people unable to get close.
Hiss, hiss——————
Ye QingHan made a sad voice and couldn''t even say a word.
Jiang Jingtian and Gu Qingyu and others have no words to advise, especially Gu Qingyu. Only he understands the position of Ye Huang in ye QingHan''s heart and surpasses everything.
At this time, Gu Qingyu looked at Ye Huang''s right hand and seemed to hold something. He quickly reminded, "QingHan, what do you see in Ye Huang''s hand?"
Ye QingHan couldn''t speak for a long time and didn''t reply. His mind was in a mess.
No one is close to ye QingHan. At the moment, he can go crazy at any time. Anyone close to him may be attacked by thunder like rage.
Everyone can only wait slowly.
As time passed, the sun fell, the moonlight fell on the mountains and rivers, shining on Ye Huang''s pale face. Although he died for a long time, he still had a face that people couldn''t look directly at.
Everyone''s nose tip is a little sour, especially the women of the spiritual family, whose tears can''t stop falling.
Lord, it''s an irresistible existence, but according to the current scene, ye Huang must have shot and fought back. Although she failed, it shows her inner strength.
In the middle of the night, ye QingHan held Ye Huang decadent and leaned on a broken city wall with no God in his eyes.
After a long time, ye QingHan broke off Ye Huang''s right hand and found a piece of parchment with only a few words scrawled on it.
"Ziyan has escaped!"
Ye QingHan grinned miserably, and then cried bitterly, "you silly woman, why are you always so stupid! How much do you want me to owe you before you feel at ease?"
"QingHan, I''m sorry! We should be prepared. The supreme warrior and others killed everyone in the holy city, but they didn''t stop us here. There must be other plans. We......" Gu Qingyu reminded in a deep voice.
Ye QingHan slowly looks up and looks at Gu Qingyu. His mind is in a mess. Where will he think of any plan.
"Help me bury these brothers. If there are complete bodies, bury them alone. Clean up the rest and build a clothes grave." ye QingHan said powerlessly.
"Good!"
Gu Qingyu nodded, dug a deep pit along a blood ditch with Jiang Jingtian and Li Feng, and fused the rest of the blood ditches into a huge blood pit.
Taking the holy city as the tomb, Gu Qingyu arrested a mountain peak from a distance. As a tombstone, the clothes crown tomb was built. Then some tombs were built near the clothes crown tomb, and Zhige and Jue Wuxin were buried.
WOW!
Ye QingHan got up with Ye Huang and walked slowly into the distance.
"Brother ye, where are you going?" Jiang Jingtian asked immediately.
"I''ll send you back to the wilderness and into the chaotic world." ye QingHan replied hoarsely.
Gu Qingyu and others looked at each other, had a bad feeling, and immediately asked, "what about you?"
"I want to level the sky of the nine realms!" ye QingHan stares at the top of the sky with cold air.
"You will never have a chance to return!!" Gu Qingyu roared, trying to wake up ye QingHan.
But ye QingHan has made up his mind and calmly replied, "then don''t return!"