Sorry, from the mouth of the first strong man in those years, the meaning of the representative is absolutely different.
Ye QingHan also wants to speak and take the initiative to be soft with Qinglian Sword Fairy clothes, but so many things are pressing and carrying on his shoulder makes him unable to breathe. How can he coax women at this time?
Qinglian Sword Fairy took the initiative to say, "I'm sorry" made him soft.
Ye QingHan reached out to hold the hand of Qinglian Sword Fairy and whispered, "it doesn't matter."
"What are you going to do later?" asked the green lotus Sword Fairy.
Ye QingHan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "step by step, but I still decided to cultivate to the great sage state first. This is the most critical step for us to win."
The realm of great saints can be met but not sought by people all over the world. From the birth to the end of this civilization, including the newly advanced adjudicator, Lin Wutian, the old ancestor of ghosts and gods, plus the heavenly Buddha great saint who just died, the three great saints of the older generation, the green lotus Sword Fairy, there are only eight people, and a golden Thunder Dragon Peng, which is only nine people.
Nine is a polar number. Crossing nine is zero!
Ye QingHan is the one who made nine return to zero. Perhaps this is also the clear intention of heaven. Those suppressed great saints are no longer great saints. Their souls have been sealed and their flesh bodies are missing. Their souls can't control the energy of the world.
Ye QingHan thought for a moment, held the green lotus Sword Fairy in front with his backhand, looked down at the enchanting face, and said softly, "you and me integrate, I pass on your immortal method, and you help me become a great saint."
Qinglian Sword Fairy blushed, lowered her head and nodded slightly, which was regarded as agreeing to ye QingHan's request.
Ye QingHan's figure twinkles. He arranges a large array in all directions to form a huge defense cover. It is radiant. He can't see anything inside from the outside, but everything outside can be seen from the inside.
Whew————————
Ye QingHan returned to the hall with Qinglian Sword Fairy in his arms, pressed the divine bird into his blood, directly sealed the sacred animals in his body and shielded them from his own perception. Then he came to the bed with Qinglian Sword Fairy in his arms, pressed it under his body, and stretched out his hand to untie his robe.
Qinglian Sword Fairy was fused by Ye QingHan twice, but both times were reluctant. This time, he took the initiative.
A thousand li a day, it is a holy thing that grows in the water. It is just beginning to feel emotion. The water is overflowing, soft and slippery, and the best in human beings. The most important thing is that she contains the holy power of terror, the essence of life, which is the great complement of the world, and the integration with everyone can go all day.
Ye QingHan fought selflessly and launched a crazy attack with his previous experience.
Ah————————
Qinglian Sword Fairy doesn't understand these. She will only silently welcome ye QingHan's attack and subconsciously complete some wonderful actions.
"Divine consciousness condenses, performs the art of fusion, integrates with my soul, and helps me become a saint..."
Ye QingHan's body operates autonomously, and the spirit of immortals wanders around. Endless forces from heaven and earth flock to him. As soon as he enters the body, he will be transformed into the power of immortals.
The souls of the two people are integrated. Ye QingHan feels that the soul of the great saint realm is so mysterious. Their souls are combined into one. It is so easy to mobilize the saint killing finger and the star breaking hand again. He waves to kill the saint and suppress the ten thousand ways of the heavens. Even if it is the first finger of the saint killing finger, the lethality is more than a hundred times stronger than the previous peak state!
In different realms, the power generated by the outbreak of the same immortal method is different. At this moment, ye QingHan understands the real mystery of the prisoner's way of heaven Sutra. Although this is only the first few gravity methods and does not involve the moves above the immortal immortal, over time, it is enough for him to evolve the later skill!
Boom————————
After ye QingHan fused the soul of the green lotus sword immortal, he began to re understand the two immortal methods of destroying the holy finger, picking the star hand and the five elements of the immortal gate. Every move and every form should be re understood.
For a moment, the leaves were as cold as a flash of light, and all the fog was forcibly torn apart.
Know the sea and form a lifelike villain. His facial features are the same as ye QingHan, but they are many times smaller, and his hands continue to condense immortal seals.
Under the friction of the body, the soul is stimulated more powerful, and the spiritual power is full. Cultivating any skill can get twice the result with half the effort.
Qinglian Sword Fairy has never felt this before. Her soul is about to explode comfortably. Her body is shaking involuntarily. Her hands are wrapped around ye QingHan's broad shoulders, and her soft crisp hum is like the most beautiful flute in the world.
Time is passing fast, as fast as lightning. Ten years are fleeting. Rest, practice, rest and practice, day after day, year after year.
The evil soul completely absorbed the power of the ancestors of ghosts and gods in the Panlong secret territory and grew again. From the secret territory, it returned to the small domain channel again and saw the sky crossing. After several attempts, it knew that the people inside must be ye QingHan. It didn't bother. It went deep again and went straight to the gathering place of the saints in the big world.
For ten years, ye QingHan hasn't come back. Their defensive heart is getting weaker and weaker, but the great saint is still cautious for fear that he will become the second ancestor of ghosts and gods.
Jin Lei, long Peng and Lin Wutian stay together and form a tripartite confrontation with the adjudicator. It seems that they are at an ordinary distance. In fact, they still become a three wonders array. Who dares to sneak attack one, the other two will erupt in an instant.
At this time, everyone wants to protect themselves. No one can live alone. Jin Lei, longpeng and Lin Wutian protect the entrance to the small area opened by Xiantao tree, while Xia Chaoyang, Emperor Zhisheng and Tongtian Dasheng have also temporarily formed a small alliance. They are all understanding the star picking hand and the holy finger, hoping to evolve the third finger of the holy finger.
As for those little saints, stationed not far in front of the great saint, they always feel that once the evil soul comes, the great saint will be able to find it in advance, so they still have some vigilance in the past few years and have been relaxed in the past two years.
The nine masters of the holy kingdom are stationed together. Xia Houhe has joined forces with some strong ones, and saints such as shengqizun have joined forces with a group of eternal saints on the other side.
A cold wind blew, and even the saints shivered involuntarily. They opened their eyes and looked ahead. The sky suddenly darkened and couldn't see their fingers.
"Ah, the enemy is coming!"
Boom!!!
WOW!!
Roar——————————
The evil soul roared and killed Xia Houhe and others with a magnificent soul attack. Nine saints were attacked by the evil soul to know the sea. Some saints with weak cultivation lost consciousness without the opportunity to scream.
Whew, whew!!
Although Xia Houhe preached the last, his strength was absolutely not bad. At the moment of feeling the enemy's attack, he subconsciously backed up with his sword, tore the front, and a powerful breath hit the front, hoping to block the evil soul for a moment.
Xiahou he fled to the rear, but Xiahou supreme and others had no chance. The soul was controlled by the evil soul, the flesh lost control, was swept away by the cold wind, and the black fog dispersed, leaving a group of frightened saints.