Ye Zhizun felt that this guy was unreliable for the first time and didn''t tell himself in advance.


    Ye QingHan has a black line. Fortunately, he found it in advance, otherwise three drops of Yanhuang essence blood will be wasted by these two guys.


    Pop!


    "Get away from me. Don''t make up your mind about the blood essence of the burning emperor." ye QingHan slapped the back of the head and said in a muffled voice.


    Ye Zhizun couldn''t grab the blood essence of Yan Huang. He had to stare at Huo Lingtian. He felt that this product was a fairy medicine. He could live forever after eating it. He was glad that he was still in a coma, otherwise he wouldn''t dare to mix with Ye Zhizun in the future.


    After a long time, Huo Ling woke up, looked at the people with a confused face, touched his head and said in wonder, "why am I confused? What did I eat?"


    Pop!


    Ye QingHan slapped Huo Lingtian on the back of his head, and he was speechless.


    "Eat whatever you don''t know, you! You''re crazy..." ye QingHan said in a hurry.


    Huo Lingtian is very innocent. He did it in strict accordance with Ye Zhizun''s instructions. Of course, he should enjoy what he can enjoy first, and the rest is for his brothers!


    "I think it smells delicious. It should be fairy medicine, so I''ll try it first. If it''s not poisonous, I can give it to the old boss." Huo Lingtian flattered.


    Click, click!


    Ye Zhizun was so angry that he kicked Huo Lingtian on his knee and roared, "you are ungrateful. I teach you that it is good to enjoy it first, but you should also think about the boss. You have forgotten me when you see the treasure."


    Ye QingHan took a deep breath and patted his forehead. He felt that talking to these two goods could kill him.


    "You two get out of here quickly." ye QingHan said angrily.


    "Good!" Ye Zhizun and Huo Lingtian shrunk their heads and ran out quickly.


    Ye QingHan shook his head, looked at the two bodies and the Yanyang sword, took down the God ring in their hands, waved to grasp the Yanyang sword and picked out the enemy''s God.


    The divine personality is almost indestructible and can only be collected to ensure that it can not be left out.


    The God ring of Yanyang is very advanced. It can even include the divine personality in it, and it has not been destroyed so far. It should be the most precious treasure of the Yan Family and the top treasure of a tribe.


    Ye QingHan readily recognized the Lord, and then buried Yanyang''s body outside.


    At this time, the spirit of shensha became stronger and stronger. The spirit of shensha under the ground was particularly serious and could not stay any longer. Ye QingHan led all the people to leave the lost sacred land.


    After such a long time, the cloud period dispersed, and the sea was calm and boundless. Led by Gu Jiutian, a group of people spent several years to rush back to Beishen island.


    ……


    As soon as ye QingHan stepped into Beishen Island, he felt a strange atmosphere. Everyone in neizong was smiling, while Sanskrit became a star figure and was held by everyone. It seemed that he had made great achievements. Even the older generation of crazy Zong smiled and seemed to forget what she had done.


    Ye QingHan looked at Ye Huang across the air. She seemed to find herself. She was the first to stand up and look at the North Sea.


    Later, Qinglian Sword Fairy also paid attention to ye QingHan and others.


    Ye QingHan was full of doubts. Before, all the crazy followers except ye Huang were indifferent to the Sanskrit sound, and even had a touch of resentment at the bottom of their hearts. Today''s attitude has completely changed.


    WOW!!


    Ye QingHan, Gu Jiutian, yanyunbei and others landed in neizong''s garrison. They had a lot of harvest this time and were particularly relaxed.


    "The boss is back," the crowd said excitedly.


    Ye QingHan smiled, nodded and said, "I''m back. I don''t know what happened. Why are you so happy?"


    They all looked at Sanskrit. Sanskrit''s face was phenol red, and her fingertips were constantly rubbing, which seemed a little nervous. It seemed that she didn''t know whether she could get ye QingHan''s forgiveness this time.


    Ye Huang looked excited. She most wanted to resolve the gratitude and resentment between ye QingHan and Sanskrit. Now the people of crazy sect and inner sect have forgiven Sanskrit. It depends on ye QingHan''s attitude.


    WOW!


    Ye Huang stretched out his hand and pulled the jade hand of Sanskrit, which was nervous and nowhere to put it. He said with a look of merit, "husband, guess."


    Ye QingHan shrugged and said with a faint smile, "do you think I''m a Banxian? Pinching fingers can break the world?"


    "You can''t, but our Sanskrit elder martial sister can! She has understood the method of eight trigrams and stars. She has found the connection between stars and eight trigrams. Through the operation of stars, good and bad luck can be calculated. In the years you left, she has calculated three disasters, one was the attack and killing of neizong by several big men of zunlonghou sect, and the other was two Jinxian level leaders of Taijiang sect and hundreds of Taijiang Shenzu The master came to Beishen island. If it hadn''t been for senior sister Sanskrit''s calculation in advance, we would have been prepared. We transferred back several eldest brothers such as Gu Qingyu and Jiang Jingtian, and 300000 Mangu murderers. I''m afraid Beishen island would have been in trouble. "Ye Huang said excitedly.


    Ye QingHan''s fine awn flashed and looked at the Sanskrit sound. His body couldn''t help trembling. If it weren''t for the Sanskrit sound this time, the crazy sect might really be over!


    No wonder the older generation of Kuangzong gathered. Even Jiang Jingtian and Gu Qingyu, who were fighting outside, returned to neizong.


    Ye QingHan whispered, and then looked at the Sanskrit sound. The great saint of heaven also has the ability to break the sky. He himself is proficient in divination. Now the Sanskrit sound is more accurate with the operation of the eight trigrams and two instruments and the stars.


    At this time, Sanskrit Yin bowed his head and made meritorious service three times, saving Kuangzong and 30000 neizong disciples. I don''t know whether he can get ye QingHan''s forgiveness.


    Ye QingHan trembled with his fingertips and looked up at Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qingyu and others. They all nodded with tacit approval in their eyes, hoping that he could put down his past.


    "Boss, our lives were saved by others. Elder martial sister Sanskrit doesn''t care about our gratitude. You should repay this kindness for us." Jiang Jingtian said with a smile.


    "Yes! Return this kindness for us." dozens of people from the old generation of Kuangzong shouted one after another.


    Ye QingHan grinned, stretched out his hand and hugged Sanskrit sound. As soon as he hugged devoid of gratitude and hatred, the things of that year dissipated, and it was no longer the heart knot of crazy sect.


    "Elder martial sister, thank you for saving fanzong!" ye QingHan whispered with Sanskrit in his arms.


    Sanskrit Yin hid in ye QingHan''s arms and burst into tears. Although she has been staying in Kuangzong for many years, she is a kind of torture, guilt, regret and being ignored by others every day. Only Ye Huang supported her. Otherwise, she would have chosen to leave. She will no longer have an intersection with Kuangzong, but she has endured for thousands of years and finally paid off.


    Silent crying, wet the shroud, how can ye QingHan not feel her emotional fluctuations?


    Pa Pa!


    Ye QingHan gently patted Sanskrit''s back and comforted, "elder martial sister, it''s all over. You don''t owe Kuang Zong, Kuang Zong owes you, and I also owe you. From today on, you belong to Kuang Zong, and Kuang Zong also belongs to you."


    Sanskrit has been waiting for this sentence for many years. After hearing this sentence, tears flooded and could not be vented. He cried loudly to vent his helplessness and loneliness at the bottom of his heart these years.


    WOW!!


    Boom!!


    The crazy sect all performed the ancient ritual of killing God in order.


    "Welcome to return to the position of senior sister Sanskrit!"


    Jiang Jingtian and others beat their chest with their right fist. They are straight and powerful.


    "Welcome the return of senior sister Sanskrit!"


    WOW!


    Boom————————


    Three hundred thousand barbarians are even more murderous, with roaring war drums, magnificent military rites and towering will.


    Thirty thousand disciples of neizong who have already been prepared are arrayed outside the place where Kuangzong is stationed, neat and uniform!


    "Welcome the return of Sanskrit elder!"


    This ritual represents that the crazy sect forgives the Sanskrit.


    Yanyunbei smiled. His years are no less than Sanskrit. Naturally, he won''t follow elder martial sister ye QingHan.


    "Sanskrit, welcome back."


    Boom!!


    Yanyunbei straightened his body, beat his chest with his right fist and said seriously.


    Sanskrit''s unprecedented sense of happiness shrouds his heart. Everything is worth it. It seems more important to get the forgiveness of Kuangzong than that of Ye QingHan!