Chapter 1312

All eyes looked at ye QingHan, who caught the Lord of hell, but was sucked into the endless darkness by hell. Yan yunbei's face changed slightly, but the divine bird didn't care. He just quickly motioned Tong Tong Tong not to panic.

"A good man doesn't live long. He can't die. This kind of goods is cheaper than me. How can he die?" the divine bird whispered on Tong Tong's shoulder.

If you keep your voice down, the people next to you can also hear it clearly. Fang Xiaoyi and Ling Huanyu and others draw straight from the corners of their mouths. With this kind of spiritual favor, I don't know whether it's lucky or unfortunate.

"Hey, brother Bei, I haven't seen you for a long time." the divine bird looked at the people staring at him and immediately waved his wings and said to yanyunbei.

Yanyun turned his head and left, quickly disappearing into the God of wealth city.

The God of wealth city lost a lot. Part of its buildings were destroyed by the attack of God and the Lord of hell. More than a thousand people were killed and injured, and its cultivation was not bad. As a result, the God of wealth city was extremely dissatisfied with the Lord of hell and the Lord of God and wanted to declare war.

Xueshuai's face was pale and he held it for a long time. Finally, he couldn't resist. A mouthful of hard work spewed out and fell to the ground and fainted on the spot. He was just the highest peak. He fought with the Lord of hell for so long under the forced blessing of Ye QingHan. At the moment, more than half of his vitality is consumed and the source of life continues to collapse. I'm afraid he can't recover in a few years.

……

At the moment, ye QingHan holds the arms of the Lord of hell and dances wildly in the space-time tunnel, almost ignoring the space storm that can crush the divine armor.

"Let go!"

A sharp and harsh sound tore the sky, and the lethality of the storm was even more terrible.

Boom, boom!

They tumbled in the storm. Ye QingHan was protected by feather spirit clothes. Ignoring the storm, the iron arm tightened and almost changed the shape of the Lord of hell.

Boom!

Time and space changed, and they didn't know where they were transmitted. Suddenly, the light was great, and a burst of tearing force threw them out.

Bang!

Ye QingHan fiercely bumped into a mountain peak. His flesh hurt and his arms loosened. However, he took advantage of the situation and grabbed the mask on the face of the Lord of hell. His black hair was scattered and his face was revealed. It was Xiao Yue. His face was pale and his mouth was bleeding. He rolled on the ground for more than ten times and looked at ye QingHan angrily.

Ye QingHan got up from the ground, didn't have time to look around, stared at Xiaoyue, grinned and said, "it's really you, breaking the sky! I don't know if you have calculated your own ending?"

"Zuo Feng! You are brave enough to chase me in and see my true face, so you can only die!" Xiaoyue's cold light flickered, and her beautiful face showed a murderous spirit. The short dagger appeared in her hand again, reaching the peak, and forced ye QingHan step by step.

"Ha ha, Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue, do you think I'm dead? If the Lord of hell has such an IQ, I'll underestimate you." ye QingHan laughed wildly. Instead of retreating, he burst into momentum and pressed towards Xiaoyue.

"What do you mean?" Xiaoyue frowned and asked.

"Money falls to the ground and the door of hell comes out. This is the way for hell killers to escape from the bottom of the box. However, opening this forbidden art requires the cost of their own life origin. All your last blow can seriously hurt Wang Zhongjun. Now you can't even reach 10% of your power. The more you use divine power, the more your body can't carry it. Now if you force me to fight, the only outcome is spiritual emptiness Ye QingHan stepped on Xiaoyue and told the sequelae of the forbidden art of hell.

Xiaoyue's pupil shrinks and stares at ye QingHan. Her eyes are full of wonder. She asks coldly, "who are you? Why do you know so much?"

Ye QingHan sneered. The bracelet turned into a heavy maniac and said coldly, "don't ask who I am. Now I only ask you, are you reduced to a useless person or for my use?"

"For your use? Dream! Even if I lose my essence, I can kill you!" Xiaoyue threatened coldly. "Give me the supreme snow lotus and I'll spare you!"

"Don't give up until you reach the Yellow River! The dead old man didn't expect to accept such a useless disciple as you!" ye Qingleng's eyes flashed, his mood was cold, and he didn't have any pity for jade. He waved a knife and split the surrounding mountains, and fiercely hit Xiaoyue.

Whew——————

Xiaoyue tore the space and disappeared without a trace. She suddenly appeared and directly appeared at the back of Ye QingHan.

Ye QingHan rose up from the sky and escaped a blow. The long knife swallowed mountains and rivers from top to bottom, with big ground cracks and broken mountains.

Bang!

Xiaoyue didn't have time to dodge, forced hard resistance, and the supreme power destroyed the sky, but the short dagger killed the momentum of heavy madness.

Boom!

The air rushed into the sky. One of them smashed into the void and the other into the underworld.

Poof——————

Xiaoyue couldn't hold on any longer. The pain of bone etching scattered her soul. The life vitality in her body collapsed more and more, and she directly sprayed blood and flew backwards.

"Zuo Feng, I won't kill you today. I'll make you look good tomorrow!"

Xiaoyue is so angry that she tears the void and disappears again, but ye QingHan is the Lord of the world. As long as she moves in different space, she can always catch her trace.

Boom!

Ye QingHan stabilizes his body, cleaves the space with a knife, and directly blasts Xiaoyue out.

"Since I'm here today, I'm not going to let you go!"

Ye QingHan strongly blocked Xiaoyue's way.

Xiaoyue was unwilling. She thought that ye QingHan found himself by coincidence. She tore the void and left again, but she was smashed out without holding her breath. Her injury became more and more serious. The spiritual space was unstable and roared to pieces.

The spiritual space is like a divine grid. If the divine grid is broken, can it still have divine power?

Xiaoyue's face was pale. She no longer fought with ye QingHan and hard, and no longer hid space. She rushed to the depths of the mountains and hid in the mountains.

Deep in the vast white fog, it is difficult to see kilometers away. The aura is overwhelming. Ye QingHan doesn't know where this is. Xiaoyue may also come for the first time. After all, Jiujie sky is so big that many places are places that human beings have never touched.

With a sneer, ye QingHan put away his bracelet. His divine knowledge locked Xiaoyue and quickly caught up with him.

They chased each other in the depths of the mountains and hid behind the rocks, but Xiaoyue couldn't get rid of Ye QingHan anyway.

"Damn it, how can this guy quickly lock my position? Is his divine sense so strong?" Xiaoyue was angry. Her strong strength was difficult to exert one ten thousandth of her strength, and could only be suppressed by Ye QingHan.

Xiaoyue is helpless. She can only gather her divine power and breath of life. She rushes into a crack in a mountain on foot, which is tantamount to a dead end. Maybe she can escape ye QingHan's pursuit.

It's a pity that ye QingHan's divine sense is to lock her body. She found it when she entered the mountain crack. She rushed into the crack with an arrow step. The mountain road is steep, and many caves hang halfway up the mountain, like the caves of some creatures.