In the small area of Panlong secret place, Lin Wutian has begun to prepare for migration. Dozens of saints and great saints have their own world, especially great saints. Even if their world is smaller than the secret place, it is hundreds of times larger than the small area. On average, no one can share much.


    The secret territory of Xiaoyu is full of people. All those who can escape in the eastern part of the big world are here. They are divided equally by the great saint and the saint. If the saint dies, they will die without doubt, but no one refuses the saint''s assistance.


    After all, the people in the small area of Kyushu have also been brought into their own world by the saints of crazy sect.


    ……


    At the moment, ye QingHan can''t care too much. He rushes frantically towards the world, hoping to find the saint of fraternity and Sanskrit sound. After saving it, he can only let it go. The creatures in the world are not only billions, but also so scattered. He is powerless to save.


    Whew————————


    WOW!!


    Ye QingHan kept moving. Half an hour later, he stepped into the big world. The stars changed. In a twinkling, it was hundreds of thousands of miles. At his speed, it would take less than half a year to cross the big world continent, but it would take 200 years for a saint to travel from the Far East to the West.


    This is the limit of speed. Ye QingHan is not afraid of hardships. He crosses the Holy Land and rushes towards the eternal holy land of kendo.


    Ye QingHan''s soul has never entered the great saint, and the coverage is even inferior to the defective products such as the ancestors of ghosts and gods. He can''t find the saint of fraternity and Sanskrit in a short time. He can only rely on luck and hope to find them before the evil soul.


    Unfortunately, the world is so big that looking for two people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.


    At this time, the saint of fraternity was going west along the northern route, and she was about to reach the far north snow field. Her speed was not very fast, because she didn''t know that the evil soul had left the war zone for the big world continent.


    It took several months for the saint of fraternity to enter the snow field in the far north. He found that there was a faint holy power nearby, and even the air of fairy spirits mixed in the holy power, so he walked curiously along the depths of the holy power.


    After decades of thinking, Sanskrit actually found that there was an immortal method on the seal of immortality, which was called immortal code. There were nine center of gravity methods in total. It took her so long to understand the three center of gravity method, and she successfully stepped into the holy land. The spirit of immortality in her body was much stronger than that in ye QingHan''s body.


    The appearance of the saint of fraternity also awakened Sanskrit. They looked at each other across the air and were on guard against each other. They were not familiar with each other, or even knew each other. Only Sanskrit had heard the name of the saint of fraternity and probably guessed her identity.


    The sky was covered with glow, and the sky seemed to open its eyes. A rich Fairy Light bathed over the Sanskrit sound. This kind of heaven blessing was unprecedented, which surprised the saint of fraternity.


    "This... What she cultivates is the orthodox immortal Dharma..." the heart of fraternity trembles. Ye QingHan cultivates only the upper half of the immortal Dharma, which are all the skill Dharma under the great sage, but the Sanskrit cultivation is obviously the real immortal Dharma, which can reach the immortal fairyland.


    No wonder Tongtian Da Sheng Society said that Sanskrit was the first existence to enter the realm of legend. It turned out that there was really an organic fate waiting for her.


    No one understands why this happens. Maybe only heaven knows. Maybe heaven knows that no one can stop the evil soul. The world consciousness can''t interfere and can only stay one hand. He''s afraid that ye QingHan and the judge will miss, which creates the seal of immortality. Unfortunately, Xia Jiulong got the seal of immortality at the beginning and didn''t understand it, but stared at ye QingHan with his head, As a result, stealing chickens did not erode rice. Instead of killing ye QingHan, he lost his life.


    However, this is pure speculation. Only God knows why Sanskrit will get the seal of immortality, and successfully discover the immortal Scripture, and can understand success.


    "Who are you?" asked fraternity saint.


    Sanskrit stared at the saint of fraternity and said, "I teach Sanskrit in heaven. I don''t know if my elder is the goddess of love in those years?"


    The saint of fraternity had a cluster of eyebrows. It seemed that ye QingHan had said the name, so he nodded and said, "this palace is the saint of fraternity. I don''t know whether the fairy is the elder martial sister said by Ye QingHan, Sanskrit?"


    Vatican was overjoyed and asked, "do you know Xiaoye? What about others? How did he disappear? He hasn''t appeared for so many years! Is he still safe?"


    Fraternity saint can be a woman. Seeing that the Sanskrit voice is so excited and cares about ye QingHan, she knows that ye QingHan has another good luck. She can''t help sighing and has some jealousy in her heart, but she also knows that ye QingHan is more than one woman and she is not orthodox, so there''s no need to be angry.


    "He''s fine. Now he''s working with the great saint to hunt down the evil soul. I don''t know if he can succeed." the saint of fraternity replied truthfully.


    They never thought that the evil soul had left the Panlong secret place and rushed to the big world. In the hinterland of the big world, no one dared to stay. They were all in the marginal areas, including the northern Wudao Zhenjun holy land, the southern ghost and God territory, and then to the west, there were the marginal areas of the Holy Land in Europe, where there were human beings everywhere.


    These humans are guiding the direction of the evil soul. It turns into a tangible black fog and rushes North quickly.


    On the edge of the big world, countless strong people are almost frozen, walking slowly, suffering all kinds of torture, just looking for a glimmer of vitality.


    The more it faces north, the colder it gets, but the evil soul likes Yin. No matter how cold it is, it can''t stop its way. On the contrary, it has more vitality for the people in the extreme south.


    Sobbing————————


    WOW!!


    The cold wind is howling and the snow is flying. Some weak accomplishments are directly frozen into sculptures. They stand on the ice field and are covered with snow. They are harder than steel.


    Wow


    Sobbing


    Countless people cried in despair. Some people held together to keep warm and exuded aura to protect the elderly, women and children. The big man outside had almost died of cold. He was covered with snow and even his beard was dyed white.


    Panic, despair, pessimism, shrouded in the Arctic snow.


    WOW————————


    Suddenly, the snow field in the far north was originally snow-white and white. There was no night, but in an instant, darkness came and evil Qi hit people''s hearts. No matter whether the cultivation is strong or weak or there is no saint, these people are mole ants.


    Ah————————


    A shrill scream dissipated in the cold wind, and countless bodies were frozen without even a chance to fall. The soul had already died, and the bodies were rotten, but the flesh was saved by the extreme north snow.


    Death has come!


    The saint of fraternity and Sanskrit sound, who were thousands of miles away, were surprised. They looked up and saw that the darkness had flooded the sky. They knew if it was good.


    "No, the evil soul is here..." said the saint of fraternity.


    "Elder, go..."


    Whew——————————


    The two figures seize the air. They dare not rescue others. They don''t even know whether they have a chance to live. They can only go to the hinterland as soon as possible. They hope that the emptiness of the hinterland will make the evil soul unwilling to chase them again.


    However, they are eternal saints. Both their souls and accomplishments are far stronger than countless practitioners. How can evil souls be willing to let them go!


    Roar————————


    The black fog formed a huge demon overlooking from the sky, swallowing the sky and plunging from the sky. The tusks broke into the sky and chased directly from the rear.