Mad Martial War Emperor

A grand ceremony of Dual Cultivation, not many people watched the ceremony, but it was particularly lively.

Nearly 100 brides and 90% of the grooms are Kuangzong and Chaos Realm. The women of Divine Race have the same aesthetics with human beings. Therefore, with the addition of Kuangzong, the remaining people are unwilling to pay attention and only wait for Kuangzong. Add more people, and then they pick again.

The grooms were uneasy, and I was so afraid that Gu Qingyu had asked Yingxue Fairy to order the Divine Race woman to not allow the house for 100 years, and that would have hurt them.

But fortunately, Ye Qinghan not at all allows such nonsense. For 100 years, once Dual Cultivation is on the right track, their strength can be promoted to at least a small realm. This joke cannot be opened.

Ye Qinghan personally hosted the Dual Cultivation Ceremony. The flower girl is naturally a little person and a pair of little people. The all-night banquet has greatly reduced the dislike of aliens towards Kuangzong, and they soon became happy.

Ye Qinghan promised in public that after the Dual Cultivation ceremony, they took them to the Snow Country Divine Realm and returned to their ancestral land. The aliens were even more excited and wanted to leave this Danger Land, but there was no Realm in the tribe. Master, can’t compete with humans. Now that there is Ye Qinghan, naturally there is no need to struggle on whilst at death’s door.

After the ceremony, all the mad Zong people carried their beloved women into the cave, but Ye Qinghan disappeared quietly and came to the gathering place of Titan Race.

This deity is undergoing hard work, stabilizing the realm to the pseudo-Realm Master Great Perfection Realm. The temperament has changed from Heaven and Earth turning upside down. The momentum is even stronger, and the breath is getting closer to the wasteland owner of that year, even if he didn’t say a word, even Sitting in the same place, giving people an inexplicable coercion.

Born Emperor!

Shua!

Ye Qinghan appeared in front of the deity. The two people are one and the same soul, but they can think independently. It is not surprising that they are two people.

“Let’s merge, go to the poisonous urn, see if we can enter the poisonous urn, and figure out the identity of that person.” Ye Qinghan said in a tranquil voice.

The lord of the desolate is nodded, two people hold the palms together, the fleshy body and the soul are two, the breath of terror rises, the World Strength is surging, and the world can be mobilized with a wave of the hand. One idea can distort the void in front.

Weng!

Yin ———-

The melody between Heaven and Earth is dancing, the breath is overwhelming, the pressured Titan Race powerhouse is soaring, the tyrannical and overbearing breath is breathless and uncontrollable.

But Ye Qinghan quickly pulled away the breath, just like ordinary mortals.

At this moment, his battle strength is far beyond the average Realm Master, but realm can’t cross that bottleneck, which is almost 1000 miles away. If you go over this threshold, the 4 Realm Masters will not be enough to kill in person, and will surpass that of the year. Peak.

Temperament is like dust, like black gods, black hair like ink, scattered on the back, scattered hair and shoulders, and dark eyes that dazzle like stars in the night, deep and endless. In the dark world, a pair of eyes is 2 round moons, and a reptile at 1000 meters away can be clearly seen.

Weng!

The 7-foot weight appeared madly in his hands, the power of the world appeared, the Yu Lingyi rose from the wind, and the faintly discernible monument appeared behind him.

This is the real Peak battle strength!

War God, this is the real War God. The upright body exudes warfare, and it’s crazy. Who is fighting?

Master Kuihu looked at Ye Qinghan at this moment, swallowed a saliva, did not dare to greet him, and did not dare to introduce him to the beauty of Titan Race, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, what kind of woman was worthy of him?

Shua!

A stream of light cut through the clouds, and Ye Qinghan disappeared in the place where the aliens gathered.

xiū xiū xiū ——————

Hua!

Wherever I go, the wind is strong, the mountains are roaring, the 10000 beasts are subservient, the 1000 tribe kings, kneeling on the ground, dare not lift their heads.

Ye Qinghan’s silhouette flashed away, and million li seemed to be close at hand.

7 Cai Yu Ling Yi exudes a divine might, accompanied by a silhouette that appeared outside the original poisonous urn, pedals auspicious clouds, heavy grip, and golden light paves the way all the way into the poison urn, eyes like electricity, looking at Danger Land.

Si si 嘶!

Ye Qinghan took a deep breath. At this moment, the two bodies are one, the deity is so strong. If the wild ghost is really proud, he will definitely respond!

“If you are really proud, I will let you recover even if I give my life in this life! If Yan proud is killed by you …” Ye Qinghan frantically frantically, his mouth is raised, cold and ruthless, a cold glow flashes in his eyes, murderous aura rushing to the sky.

Weng weng weng!

唰 ——————

Ye Qinghan waved a long sword, smashed the poisonous urn, and the bones were fascinating. A ray of moonlight shot from the forest of urn, like a day.

10000 Silently, no creature appeared in front of him, and the wild ghost was not there.

Ye Qinghan did not dare to use Divine Consciousness to investigate. This poison qi is too poisonous, otherwise it would not poison to death a Realm Master!

“It seems that you can only venture into it.”

With a big wave of Ye Qinghan, the big monument was mobilized and slowly entered the poisonous urn. The barren atmosphere was diffused. I wanted to avoid poison qi, but when desolate aura approached, those poisonous urns gathered quickly, as if they had soul and life. , Madly rushed to the big monument, Desolate Force was quickly swallowed up, even the big monument had a strong resistance.

hiss! !

Ye Qinghan suck in a breath of cold air and immediately withdrew the great monument.

“What a poisonous poison qi can actually devour energy. Does this thing have spirituality?” Divine Bird quietly appeared on his shoulders, with a hint of cowardice in his eyes.

Ye Qinghan shook the head, thinking for a moment, suspecting, “poison qi should have no spirituality and no life, but I suspect that there are small creatures that grow with poisonous maggots, poison creatures, and devour energy.”

“Then why can anyone survive here? That wild ghost …” Divine Bird was shocked and couldn’t believe how much suffering the wild ghost had to suffer before he could survive.

Ye Qinghan emphasized madness and husky replied, “He should have adapted to the poison and formed a symbiotic coexistence contract with the poison.”

Ye Qinghan couldn’t continue to guess what the price would be to live with the poison.

Divine Bird is a little scared. This thing can’t be seen or touched. It can’t be killed. Isn’t it a courting death to run in?

“I’ll let you out, let’s go in yourself …” Divine Bird frowned and offered.

Ye Qinghan coldly snorted, said silently, “This poison only lives in this poison qi, but there is no spillover, indicating that the outside world also has what they fear, and it is near this forest, help me find it.”

Divine Bird turned around and looked at all around. Except for forests and weeds, how can there be anything holy that can stop this poisonous poison?

Ye Qinghan’s eyes were like electricity. He walked around all around and found that this was a long and narrow valley. The poison mist was scattered in this valley. The peaks on the two sides blocked the diffusion of poison qi, but the valley mouth was not blocked by the mountain range. Qi didn’t leak out either, indicating that the nemesis of poison was outside this valley.