Mad Martial War Emperor

It is impossible to resurrect an ancient dead person who is completely dead, and everyone in the world knows that this is impossible!

Ye Qinghan flashed smartly, staring coldly at the fairies, coldly snorted and said, “It’s not right to make fun of the heroic life and death!”

“There are so many things you don’t understand. Don’t take ignorance as truth. As long as you tell me where Lord Emperor Yan’s body is, I’ll give you something.” The fairy trembled at her fingertips, and two seeds appeared, lightly saying, “This It is a 2-colored Brahmin heart seed that will allow you to resurrect 9 people, but with your strength, you can resurrect a person who died within millions of years at most, and if you have a good corpse, it wo n’t be possible in the long run. reality.”

Ye Qinghan’s hair exploded, excited, trembling, but more nervous and scared, why didn’t anyone in his heart want a resurrection! But he was afraid that the goblin gave himself hope and disappointment, because she was playing with herself.

At this moment, Ye Chenxing whispered, “Boss, in the Archaic period, there is an ancient rumor that every color of the 9-colored Brahma heart represents a life, and every 100000000 million years will produce a fruit, a period of time will Nine fruits appeared, which were planted on the body of a person. The soul of the body can be gathered through the Supreme order. The length can be 9 years, and the short 1000 years can bring people back to life. It can also greatly increase the strength of this person, because The corpse drew all the essence from the fruits of the 100-colored Brahma Heart, and within 9 years, it can make people fly, and achieve the fourth state of the ancient times. “

Ye Qinghan’s scalp was tingling, goosebumps were violent, and Jingman stared at those two fruits, knowing that it contained endless energy, but I really couldn’t see that this fruit could bring people back to life.

“But there is no way to plant this kind of thing, it is not plantable. It is said that during the ancient times, only Emperor Yan His Highness the Crown Prince planted a 9-colored Brahmin heart.” Ye Chenxing whispered.

The 9 color fan heart is nodded, lightly saying, “As this Little Brat said, it is impossible to grow the 9 color fan heart, and it is impossible to bring people back to life.”

The key is method.

“His Highness Emperor Yan is in the Ghost Weeping Mountain Range! You can find His Highness Emperor Yan’s corpse as long as you find Elder Wang, the reincarnation method of the Yan clan.” Ye Qinghan said in a low voice.

“many thanks !”

Huh! !!

The fairy jade hand flickered, and threw 2 fruits to Ye Qinghan, saying lightly, “feed your seeds with your blood and thoughts, and after 3 months of feeding, plant them in the mouth of the person who wants to be resurrected, and then Drop a drop of blood on the seeds every day, and recite the reincarnation in the law of humanity sincerely every morning, as many as 1000 years, at least 100 years, the corpse will gather and dissipate the soul through the fruits of the 9 colored Brahma, and the corpse will also begin Consuming the fruit, even if the soul is successfully gathered, it may not wake up in a short time, and it may take a long time to digest the energy in the fruit. “

Ye Qinghan was holding two fruits, his heart was shaking, the stakes and fraternity died during the death battle that year, and millions of years have not passed, and the time order of Sikong Greed Wolf World is different from the immortal World time order, Eternal Great World’s million years time order may be just 2% of the immortal Immortal World time order!

ka ka ka! !!

Ye Qinghan clenched Iron Fist, fearing that the fruit would fly.

“Many thanks senior!” Ye Qinghan said, bowing.

xiu—— ——————————

The fairy did not care about Ye Qinghan and got Emperor Yan’s position. The silhouette flashed disappear without a trace. Even if Ye Qinghan used Ancestor Yan’s eyes, she could not find her trace. This person is as good as the fourth state of ancient times, and I am afraid it is no better than Emperor Yan. How bad is the Peak state.

si si hiss! !!

call——–

Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, looking at Ye Chenxing, and asked hoarsely, “Do you think she is credible?”

Ye Chenxing quickly nodded and said, “If this thing is said by others, it is still a legend, but from her own mouth, I feel very reliable, but I think it is very possible to resurrect the weak person, His Highness Emperor Yan , Once the soul dies, the hope of resurrection is very slim. “

Ye Qinghan was at his fingertips and hid the fruits of two 2-colored Vatican hearts in the Humane Tower, for fear of losing them.

“Take me to open the Yan Treasury site.” Ye Qinghan said solemnly.

At this point, Ye Qinghan has decided to resurrect the stakes and fraternity first, and then to play against Dao Venerable. In 1000 years, he wasted! Even if he loses in the future, he will not regret it, because the shame on the stakes and the fraternity can no longer be relieved.

xiū xiū xiū ————————

Hua!!

Two people took the air and walked away, but Ye Paragon was already scared at this time, and did not dare to leave Ye Qinghan, and chased the past tightly.

About an hour ago, an Ancient Remains was full of broken walls and ruins. The Totem flags of some Yan tribes are still swaying in the wind, but they are already worn out, and only half of the decaying remains. .

The ruins of the Yan tribe, the numerous tribe of the Yan tribe that year, multiplied quickly, and coupled with the talents and evildoers, this caused the Immortal God to be jealous and wanted to be completely killed and enslaved.

Hua!!

Three people stepped on the desolate site. Ye Paragon was okay, but Ye Qinghan and Ye Chenxing didn’t feel good.

Ye Chenxing has n’t known how many times here, and every time he takes some resources to go, sacrifices his ancestors by the way. This tribe is his mother. He was born in this tribe. The Elders who protected him are also from this tribe. Elder.

A large grave stands, engraved on it: the tomb of the Yan tribe.

Ye Chenxing came to the front, and respectfully stunned the nine heads, said solemnly, “My inheritance has already appeared, praying to the martyrs to protect me and wait for the glory of the Supreme Recovery!”

Hua!

Ye Qinghan knelt slowly, and also scratched 9 heads. These Yan clansman are victims of war. Since he accepted the inheritance of Emperor Yan, he has the blood of the Yan people. These people are his own clansman.

“You martyrs, please rest, and one day, I will let the Yan people dignified upright in the Ancient Immortal realm, and let the heavenly Immortal God worship!” Ye Qinghan said solemnly.

wu wu wu! !!

Hua!!

The desolate wind was raging on the ground, and the smoke and dust were rising. Only the flags of the battens were waving in the wind, and it looked very sad.

Pa!

Ye Qinghan got up and pats Ye Chenxing’s shoulder and whispered, “Sorrowful, believe me, I will let the Yan people stand up again!”

“Yes! Boss, I believe you!” Ye Chenxing’s hatred for Swire Divine Race and Swire Ancient Immortal is far stronger than Ye Qinghan, because he has seen the Yan tribe leveled off and saw the patriarch old. He slaughtered his back and saw the Yan women being insulted and the Yan children being crushed. At this moment, he wished to shine the Yan people now, but his strength was not allowed.

Ye Paragon looked at the dilapidated battle flag and the desolate ruins, and finally set Yu Guang in a mountain range in the depths, where the luck converges. Although the luck is now ruined, it is the most likely place to hide treasure.

Sure enough, Ye Chenxing rushed to the mountain range with Ye Qinghan, all around the archaic killing, and the seal of defense engraved the mountains and stones into the iron pass. No one should forcibly open the treasure house here.

This is the last trace left by the Yan tribe.

“Here it is.” Ye Chenxing pointed to the depths of the mountain range, helplessly said, “When I set up the defensive mark, I was still small, I didn’t understand, and I couldn’t, so now I can’t open this treasure trove.”

Hua!!

Ye Qinghan flashed his spirits and took out the humane royal tower. The rays of light shrouded the mountain range. As long as it is the mark of the Yan clan, this person can open it.