Sanskrit's words are sharp and don't give Yunlong sage face, but Yunlong sage has nothing to say. After all, this is not the home.

Saint Yunlong looks dignified and stares at ye QingHan for a while. If ye QingHan is really a true disciple of the great sage of Tongtian, he will capture other people's true disciples in Tongtian sect. Isn't it a declaration of war?

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The Yunlong sage exhaled a foul breath. After a long time, he dispersed the imprisonment of Ye QingHan and said indifferently, "ye QingHan, I'll give the people in heaven a face. You hand over 60% of the divine gold and divine liquid. I'll do it. It didn't happen."

Ye QingHan's body was free, and he was sweating profusely behind his back. However, it can be seen that the Yunlong sage did not dare to do it in the sect, so he simply said, "I didn't take it. You can't frame me just because you are a saint! At least I'm also a true disciple of the saint. If you frame me, you're framing the saint!"

The Taoist heart of Yunlong saints is so strong that they have no desire and no desire. Their pursuit has exceeded that of ordinary people too much, but at the moment, they are also light and cold by Ye.

Gudu

Yunlong sage didn't want to argue with ye QingHan. He took a deep look at him, turned around and left. He didn't even want the most basic etiquette.

Watching the Yunlong Saint leave, Sanskrit gloated and laughed, "you're finished. You offended an eternal saint. Don't sleep. When you wake up, you find that your head has moved."

Ye QingHan tilted his mouth and shook his head. For the behemoth, he can only take one step at a time.

"Don't worry about the eternal saint. You are now the true disciple of the great saint of heaven. The eternal Saint doesn't dare to kill you. What you should worry about is Xia Jiulong. Xia Jiulong and you belong to the same generation now. If someone kills you, the elder master can't help you take revenge." Sanskrit looked at ye QingHan with worry on his face. He didn't want to affect his Taoist heart, so he quickly comforted him.

Ye QingHan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that there was no need to guard against the eternal saint.

"Elder martial sister, accompany me to practice the cross formula and vertical cloud shadowless, and then teach me some big killing moves in the immortal code." ye QingHan said in a voice.

"Let's go, let you see the great power of the cross formula, and let you see where the gap is. Don't underestimate Xia Jiulong, or you won't know how to die." Sanskrit said faintly.

Ye QingHan is in high spirits. He wants to understand the cross formula and Tai Chi immortal code, and promote his soul to the sage level so that he can understand the immortal Dharma.

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Six months later, shengqizun appeared at the exit of Tongtian big world with his hair disheveled and his eyes blankly. He slowly walked into the cutting hospital. He was tired and couldn't even open his eyes. I don't know what he had experienced to make him so crazy.

"It's impossible! Why? How can I lose by chess alone?" the Saint qizun whispered.

In the past six months, the Saint qizun and the great saint of Tongtian played go hundreds of times. Each time, they were killed in rout, blood flowed into a river, and there was no hope of victory. At this time, the Taoist heart roared and almost collapsed.

Saint Qi Zun was tortured like this for the first time. It's normal to have such an expression.

At this time, ye QingHan and Sanskrit Yin, who practiced in the square, found the hurried steps, pale face and absent eyes of Shengqi Zun, quickly stopped practicing and trotted all the way.

"Chess sage, what's the matter with you?" ye QingHan asked in surprise.

Saint Qi Zun's eyes were red and said in despair, "is my chess really so unbearable?"

Sanskrit Yin and ye QingHan looked at each other, looked at each other, and asked in one voice, "have you lost to the elder master?"

"I lost miserably, and I didn't even have any hope of winning!" Saint Qi Zun said hoarsely as if he had been old for many years.

Ye QingHan said with a smile, "this should be the problem of realm, vision and soul calculation. After all, he is a great saint. The gap between your two elders is the same as between us and you. Our strongest advantage is in front of you. I'm afraid it's a joke. Why are chess saints so persistent?"

"Maybe..." Saint Qi Zun replied powerlessly.

Ye QingHan looked at Saint Qi Zun's pitiful appearance, but he was a little distressed and hurriedly comforted, "Chess sage, this has nothing to do with your chess attainments, but has something to do with the realm. For example, my physical body is very strong, and my physical strength is very terrible. I'm definitely the strongest of the younger generation, but can I fight you? Obviously not. Am I going to collapse? Anyway, if I were you, I would tell myself that he is stronger than me. When I get to that realm, I rely on meat The body and pure power can still kill him in rout. "

Shengqi Zun raised his eyes slightly, looked at ye QingHan and sighed, "Hey, it's not as open as you want. All the self-cultivation over the years have been lost because of a chess game. I'm ashamed."

"It's good that the sage can figure it out." ye QingHan smiled.

"Well, by the way, while playing chess with me, the great sage is refining your heavy madness. Now it has taken shape. The great sage moves, and the product level is naturally detached from nature. There are also two body armor and two pairs of eternal gloves. The great sage lets you drop blood to recognize the Lord, and then refine it with refined blood. Although the product level does not change, it is easy to use and will double its role." The saint Qi Zun nodded slightly and said.

The great saint is the great saint, and the hand is different. With it, you can refine so many eternal sacred objects in half a year, which is detached from nature and of high grade!

Ye QingHan and Sanskrit immediately rejoiced, and there was an eternal holy instrument on their body. Even if they did not win in the face of Xia Jiulong, they had already been in an invincible position.

"Farewell, elder! Go all the way, don't send it off!"

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They seized the air and left, no longer in charge of the holy chess statue, and rushed to the entrance of the great world in the twinkling of an eye.

The two chased each other. The speed was even up and down. Ye QingHan's vertical cloud shadow was about to enter the Dacheng state, and the gap between ye QingHan and Sanskrit was slowly narrowing.

WOW!!

They crossed the long river without even leaving a shadow. Half an hour later, they appeared not far from the lake.

The old man seems to like it very much and has never left. At this time, he is using the purest sky fire in heaven and earth to burn eternal sacred vessels, two eternal divine clothes, two pairs of gloves, one heavy madness, plus another goggle. Even if the Lord of the world wears it, those old and immortal in the holy land may not kill them unless the eternal Saint makes a hand in person.

The breath of divine clothes is restrained, and the prestige is not obvious!

Seven feet heavy and overbearing, the sharp blade tears the sky and imprisons. Even standing there still gives people a feeling of despair.

"Give me more than a hundred kilograms of the Supreme God's gold divine liquid. As long as you use the Supreme God's gold divine liquid to refine it again, this eternal holy instrument will be completed." the great saint of Tongtian leaned against the rocking chair and didn't even open his eyes. Unexpectedly, he only used his soul and will to control the sky fire and refine so many holy instruments!

This is the strength of Mahatma!