Chant————————


    唳!!!


    Long Yin Peng roared from ye QingHan''s knowledge of the sea. Although the voice was low, it was stronger than the emperor''s prestige. Even the emperor of Qin Hai trembled with his legs and knelt down directly in front of Ye QingHan.


    Buzz!!


    The ruling immortal soldier trembled and wanted to re insert ye QingHan''s chest, but the emperor subconsciously clenched the immortal soldier for fear that it would run away.


    Although the emperor was not Skywalker, he was the charming son of heaven. The blade of judgment didn''t break free and gave ye QingHan a chance.


    Boom————————


    Ye QingHan''s hands are like sharp claws, tearing the stone bricks on the hall, and the green tendons burst up. His soul is recovering rapidly and controlling the flesh. However, after being sealed for so many years, his soul has become extremely tired. It is impossible to repair to the peak in a short time.


    "Ah..."


    Ye QingHan felt that his head was about to explode. The wound on his chest could not heal for a long time. The golden blood overflowed and dyed his whole body red. He stood up with one hand covering his head and the other hand covering his chest. He couldn''t even stand steadily. He stumbled and almost fell down.


    The people looked at ye QingHan in horror and couldn''t stand up. They knelt down in the hall, including the emperor.


    "Almighty God! Supreme god! It turns out that God really exists in the world..."


    The emperor knelt down in front of Ye QingHan and kept kowtowing in the hope of God''s favor.


    Ye QingHan retreated to the pillar and looked at the group of people wearing strange clothes. He didn''t even know that the new civilization had been opened.


    WOW!!


    Ye QingHan grabbed the ruling with his empty hand, and tried his best to seal the blade of the ruling, making the world consciousness unable to sense its existence.


    The sharp edge of the ruling became a blunt knife, and even firewood was cut continuously.


    Bang!!


    Ye QingHan threw the verdict on the ground and looked at the emperor kneeling on the ground. He had no human color on his face, his lips were blue and purple, and his face was very white. He asked coldly, "how many years have passed since the Jihad? Where is this? Where did the saints go?"


    The people were frightened, and the Emperor didn''t know what ye QingHan said and where the Jihad came from? Where are the saints?


    Ye QingHan grabbed a minister in the air and plundered his memory directly. Only then did he understand that the world has changed, a new civilization has been born, and the civilization of that year has fallen.


    Boom!!


    Ye QingHan decadent fell to the ground, helplessly looked at the sky, sad from his heart, and said angrily, "is the crazy sect over? Heaven! You are so cruel!"


    Still no one understands what ye QingHan is expressing. They kneel in place in fear and dare not move.


    Woo woo


    Ye QingHan cried, hugging his head and crying bitterly. The nine saints of Kuangzong who participated in the war, plus the saint of fraternity, Zuo Shuguang, Fenghuang and Lin Wutian, there are 13 brothers and sisters! The closest people have followed themselves since their youngest age. I didn''t expect such a situation today.


    A big man hugged his head and cried bitterly. How desperate and crying he was, and his sad mood infected the hall.


    Wow


    Ye QingHan cried for a long time, slowly stood up, reached out his hand to grasp the ruling, wiped away his tears, stared at the emperor and whispered, "you''d better shut up today, or I''ll come back to you."


    With that, ye QingHan took the ruling and quickly left the hall. He didn''t know where to get some clothes. After camouflage, he came to the edge of the sea, rented a fishing boat and went straight to the pulse of Panlong island.


    The pulse of Panlong island is deep in the sea. No one has been there for thousands of years since the birth of this civilization, because it may take decades to arrive at the speed of today''s ships.


    Ye QingHan dare not use holy power for fear of disturbing world consciousness.


    World consciousness is not a real fairy. It is impossible to pay attention to the big world all the time. As long as ye QingHan does not explode and the blade of judgment does not explode, it is impossible to find ye QingHan.


    After lying on the boat for decades, ye QingHan forced the fishermen to send themselves to the pulse of Panlong island. The young fishermen who sent them were old, but his face did not grow old, but recovered some vitality.


    Today, human beings have been born in the pulse of Panlong Island, and its development is fairly good.


    Ye QingHan rented a carriage and went on. He hurried all the way. Although he consumed a lot of time, at least he wouldn''t expose his identity.


    Ye QingHan constantly changed carriages. With the help of some transmission arrays of xiushenzong gate, it took hundreds of years to reach the end of the small area and enter the small area opened by Xiantao old man alone.


    Old Xiantao was stunned. Unexpectedly, ye QingHan could come back alive!


    Hundreds of miles of aloes, the saints of the crazy sect stood up one after another. Ye Huang, Bai Xiaosheng and Jian chenxue cried recklessly, rushed over and hugged ye QingHan tightly.


    Ye QingHan was speechless and fought for many years. Instead of winning the final victory, he buried so many brothers and sisters.


    "I''m sorry... I''m sorry, I''m sorry for them!" ye QingHan knelt on the ground in pain and said in silent tears.


    At this time, old Xiantao came to ye QingHan, patted ye QingHan''s shoulder and whispered, "You tried your best. No one blamed you. At least you found the conspiracy of world consciousness, and the crazy people may not have sacrificed. Aloes found a fossil, a girl Xia ziluo. Her soul was suppressed in the sea of suffering. Although she can''t recover now, it doesn''t mean she is really dead. I believe others may have escaped this disaster."


    When ye QingHan heard this, he immediately looked up at the old man Xiantao and asked in a deep voice, "where is purple falling?"


    Xiantao old man pointed to a corpse under a Xiantao tree, which was xiaziluo taken from the fossil by Xiantao old man.


    Ye QingHan madly rushed to Xia ziluo, hugged the cold and stiff body, and her breathing was abnormal. At the moment, Xia ziluo was indeed dead in the eyes of normal people, but for the great saint, she did not die completely, and her soul was suppressed in the sea of suffering. If her soul could not be saved, it was really dead, but if she could be saved, she would still recover.


    "I''ll go out to find them!" leaf QingHan put down Xia ziluo and said firmly.


    Xiantao old man sighed, "don''t be in a hurry for a while. Aloes has been looking for tens of thousands of years and only found the body of this crazy sect. Others have disappeared without a trace. You can''t find them now if you''re in a hurry to go out. It''s better to repair your accomplishments first, at least to escape the pursuit of world consciousness."


    Hoo Hoo!!


    Dong Dong Dong


    Ye QingHan was breathless and trembling with excitement. Looking at these young people, he felt inexplicable sadness in his heart.


    "Has no day come back?" asked ye QingHan sadly.


    In addition to ye QingHan, Lin Wutian is the only great saint of the crazy sect. He should be able to escape no matter how bad he is, but he is not here. Ye QingHan has some bad hunches in his heart.


    The old man Xiantao shook his head and said, "he didn''t come back. According to the information of aloes, it seems that when the jihad is not over, Lin Wutian, Tongtian and the emperor and Saint rushed into the sea, and disappeared from there. There is no more information."


    Click!!


    Ye QingHan clenched his fist and hated them. If he could find these two saints, he would torture them with the most cruel means.


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