Mad Martial War Emperor

Ye Qinghan and 3 people left the Purple Clouds Mountain Range. There were dozens of bounty hunters in the valley. Only a few people were left in the blink of an eye, and they were still fighting hard.

In the mountain range, blood flowing into a river, the earth was stained red, the bones were piled up like a mountain, and thousands of miles were slaughtered. The strength of the bounty hunter was absolutely not bad. The lethality of the trapped beasts was not to be underestimated.

Sleepy beasts are always sleepy beasts. In the case of fierce creatures everywhere, let alone the dozens of bounty hunters, even if the Xia 9 dragon does not run, it is dead.

Xia 9 The dragon power on the dragon body is too powerful. The Sacred Dragon robe protects the body and escapes with mystery, galloping all the way, arrogant 30000 li, the eyes are almost gushing out of fire, gasping for breath landed in a valley , Desperate roar.

“Cangtian, do you also fight me? Why do you give me a mark and not give me the luck? Why always favor Ya Qinghan.”

Xia 9 roared, until now I did not know that the Sacred Dragon was transfigured by Ye Qinghan.

Xuan Xiu was helpless, fiercely sighed, and said desperately, “His Highness, we have 2 people left now, and they have 4 people, and their strength is not bad. This task seems to be impossible to execute in this Secret Realm, otherwise we Exit and wait for them at the exit? “

Xia 9 The dragon was silent for a long time, and a mark echoed in his mind. It was an unheard mark, a seal of immortality!

Xia 9 Dragon, although he doesn’t know the mark is dry and so on, but knows that it can kill people, and it can kill beings stronger than himself.

“You can kill Ye Qinghan without relying on that group of wastes,” Xia 9 said darkly. “You help me hold Zhang Yingshi, I will kill Ye Qinghan.”

“His Royal Highness, safety is the most important thing. There is no need to take risks for this cheap life of Ye Qinghan!” Xuan Xiu bitterly advised.

Xia 9 Long gave Xuan Xiu a cold look, and asked Ranran, “Do you think I’m afraid of death? Or are you afraid of death?”

Xuan Xiu quickly and respectfully replied, “His Royal Highness has misunderstood the old man. I am not afraid of death. You are certainly not afraid of death, but I am afraid of something wrong. You are a body worth a thousand gold. Ye Qinghan cannot compare. Your Highness 3 thinks, anyway, Ye Qinghan You have to go out in Secret Realm. You do n’t have to take risks with him. We will wait for him at the exit of Secret Realm. As long as he comes out, he will undoubtedly die. All the opportunities he gets will be used as wedding dress for His Royal Highness. “

Xia 9 Long coldly snorted and said, “My emperor didn’t want him to live a little longer!”

Xuan Xiu said with a bitter smile, “Why would your Highness care about a cricket and a pariah? Let him live an extra 3 or 5 months and find some more treasure for His Royal Highness. It can also be regarded as his last light and heat.”

Xia 9 The dragon was silent for a long time, stunned Iron Fist, looked at the Purple Clouds Mountain Range at the back, and then thought about the previous abyss, and was afraid of encountering the existence of Eternal Level, and finally took a deep breath, nodded said, “Xuan Xiu , The emperor knows your loyalty, and knows that you are for my good … forget, this time listening to you, we will return to Secret Realm and wait for him. “

Xuan Xiu was overjoyed and said quickly, “Many Thanks Your Highness is considerate, Your Highness understands my painstaking efforts, although I have no regrets.”

2 people left.

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Ye Qinghan and the others also left the Purple Clouds Mountain Range, but that many bounty hunters remained in the Purple Clouds Mountain Range, and none of them escaped.

4 people galloping with smiles, Zongheng Mountain, seeing the ancient vicissitudes of mountains and rivers, searching for the ten thousand li Spirit Treasure, the world that was so big in the past, and now there are no traces of humanity, the palace has also decayed, dispersed with the wind, and some are buried In the mountains, there is no way to find.

100 The birds groaned lightly, and the light wind slowly flowed in the sky.

After 4 months of walking, it is a large plain area. The thick thorns are larger than the ancient trees. Numerous vines are entangled, covering the sky.

“This should be the World of Humanity at that time. For so many years, even the palace building city has been surrounded by wild grass and corrupted.” Zhang Yingshi looked at the endless mountains and rivers and sighed, “Where is eternity in the world? It will be eroded by time.”

Fan Yin and Zhanzi are silent and cannot refute Zhang Yingshi.

Ye Qinghan faintly smiled, replied, “Time is Eternal Existence. Regardless of whether we are there or not, time is always passing and we don’t feel tired.”

Space will collapse, mountains and rivers will be eroded, World will be destroyed, only time will not change, Heavenly Dao in the sky is replacing, time will not be destroyed.

3 people froze, thinking about Ye Qinghan’s words.

Ye Qinghan said firmly, “I believe that it can achieve true eternity, of course, it is not the eternal saint now. Eternal saint can be killed, at least I have seen the eternal corpse.”

Zhang Yingshi is silent. She has seen the corpses in Earth Palace, so she does not believe that there is eternity in the world.

Zhanzi and Fan Yin have never seen the body of the eternal, but it does not mean that they do not know that the eternal can be killed, so when they heard Ye Qinghan, they did not have too many emotional changes.

“You say, under what circumstances can you be eternal?” Zhang Yingshi asked, staring at Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan was a little silent and replied, “Since time can be eternal, I believe that as long as time can be created, it can be eternal. I suspect that eternal Great Saint realm is truly eternal.”

Think of the Great Heaven, who waved his hand to slay death, reversed the cycle of reincarnation, and granted 9 lords of countless years. If this existence is not eternal, who is still eternal?

4 people said that although it is not rigorous, but dare to put forward their own theory is progress! At least set yourself a goal.

Create time, time can change everything! This is the goal of Ye Qinghan.

4 people muffled forward, all thinking.

Yin ———-

After half a year had passed for four people, the sky suddenly sounded a melody, low, slowly and orderly, so that four people stood on the spot, 4 eyes looked at the sky blindly, as if the heavens came from the sky.

Sound of Heavenly Music is full of desolation, sadness, and hopelessness, a bit like the sound of an ancient 2 Hu instrument, it seems to be telling the final struggle of a dying and decaying old man, making people immersive.

4 people listened to the melody, and felt that the speed of time and space has accelerated countless times. As if the story told by the melody is to tell their own story, Ye Qinghan and the others showed a trace of panic and sadness on their faces.

Looking at the 4 people from the outside, their faces are aging quickly, and the moment of vitality has gone beyond the thousand-hundred years!

At this moment, Heavenly Dao Scripture, a prisoner in the Ye Qinghan Sea of ​​Consciousness, gave a slight shock, shielding the sorrow in his mind, and awakened Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan reached out his big hand and watched that his skin had become dull and dry. He was old and horrified. Looking at the other three people, his age was even faster than himself, and a little panic appeared in his eyes!

This melody can change time! The other party is bound to be a heavenly existence! 4 powerful beings could be killed by a whisper!

Ye Qinghan without the slightest hesitation pumped out the bamboo flute, mobilized the soul, blew the mountains and rivers, and the tragic and heroic melody interweaved with wailing, and wanted to protect the other three people.

Hua hua hua! !

The 2 rhythms are intertwined with each other. Ye Qinghan uses the rhythm to attack the opponent’s rhythm, but the opponent’s rhythm is actively full of Ye Qinghan’s rhythm. The two sides are not at all a grade.