Chapter 2249

More than a dozen big men were divided into two teams, half pulling ye QingHan's body with a rope and half pulling the blade of the ruling with a rope. They all exhausted their strength and didn't take out the ruling.

The blade of judgment is an immortal soldier. Can ordinary people take it out!

Finally, the big men gave up their weapons and focused on ye QingHan's robe. Although there were some holes, neither of the two knives left any traces on it. It must be the body armor, but they couldn't break ye QingHan's hands and legs, and they couldn't take off the robe.

"Return, this corpse should be able to sell for a lot of money," said the chief man in a deep voice.

Woo woo————————

The horn of return echoed in the sea, followed by another corpse. It was Shengqi Zun, but it was still a corpse. The soul fell into darkness and has not recovered so far. Maybe it has died completely.

Sanskrit and the holy body of the adjudicator have not been found, and more than a dozen fishing boats have all returned.

The sailing speed was very fast, and the sail was windward, which accelerated the speed of the ship.

A few years later, they returned to the land. The land near the sea formed a huge port. Originally belonging to the holy Kingdom, it has now formed a huge imperial dynasty. All the ruins of the holy Kingdom disappeared, leaving nothing left of the last civilization, except ye QingHan and Sheng qizun.

The big men took their bodies and went straight to the imperial capital of the imperial dynasty. There were people who bought rare treasures and some strange practitioners. They could control gold, wood, water, fire, earth, time, space and so on. They were called spiritual practitioners.

The status of spiritual practitioners in this civilization is very high. Some powerful spiritual practitioners are even on an equal footing with the emperor. Even weak spiritual practitioners have been granted official titles and titles. There are at least a few slaves, and even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of slaves.

Spiritual practitioners pursue limits, glory and the worship of the world, but they do not need faith and spiritual medicine to practice, and seek some rare treasures with rich elements, but they are still in a low state.

These fishermen drove their carriages all the way to the imperial capital with the flesh of Saint qizun and ye QingHan. Two carriages pulled two coffins into the imperial capital of Qinhai imperial dynasty. It is full of flowers, but compared with the civilization of that year, it is at most a medium-sized city.

Ye QingHan can only feel the endless darkness at the moment, but at this moment, he even feels the breath of human beings. However, this dreamlike feeling is very ethereal. The powerful soul becomes weaker and helpless than the living dead after the last heavy trauma. At that time, at least he can control everything with the help of his soul. Now, I don't even know if it's in a dream or dead.

The flesh has been transported to an ancient street in the city.

There are many strange things and strange people in this street. They dress up very special because different patterns are embroidered on the shoulders of their clothes to represent what kind of God they cultivate.

Some are flame patterns, some are water patterns, and some are gold patterns

Different patterns represent the type of "God" they cultivate. If people of the last civilization still live to this day, we can see that the so-called spiritual practitioners in this street don't even have an imperial level cultivation, which is a mess.

WOW!!

The two coffins were opened and the holy body appeared in the sight of the people.

"The invulnerable corpse should be a great sacrificial body. There is also a machete in one of the bodies. It is priceless. The one with the highest price will get it. Who wants to bid quickly." the leading man beat gongs and drums, attracting many spiritual practitioners who came to look for treasure.

Whew————————

Suddenly, dozens of spiritual practitioners came around, and their accomplishments were in a mess. Not to mention the emperor level, there were no sect level masters. They were inferior to those masters in the small domain in the last civilization.

"Invulnerable? What kind of cow? Don't you see that he still has a knife in his body?" a nun sneered at ye QingHan's holy body.

The big man quickly bowed down and explained, "God, how dare the grass people deceive you? This corpse is really invulnerable. If you don't believe it, try chopping him."

Bang!!

Those spiritual practitioners were impolite. They waved to ye QingHan. As a result, the spiritual soldiers in their hands were directly shattered. The terrible counterattack knocked the two spiritual practitioners away for tens of meters, coughed up blood and fainted on the spot.

This God cultivator is different from ordinary people. The stronger the power of the hand, the stronger the counterattack. The big man is just ordinary people, and the counterattack is just that. God cultivators are different.

Hiss, hiss!!

The people around took a breath of cold air and looked at ye QingHan in horror. If ye QingHan hadn't lost his face, they would have escaped.

"Is he a God? How can God die?"

Many spiritual practitioners looked at ye QingHan in fear, trembled and knelt down involuntarily.

But soon, the bodies of Ye QingHan and Shengqi Zun attracted the attention of big people. One was the order of the royal family, and the other came from the fire god sect, the largest God cultivation force in the Qin Hai imperial dynasty.

Their goal was to take away the two bodies, but they had equal rights, and the royal power was greater after all, taking ye QingHan's holy body, and the people of huoshenzong took the Holy qizun's body.

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In the main hall of the Imperial City, the emperor of Qinhai Imperial City sat down in person, looked at the coffin on the main hall, stared at ye QingHan's face, and asked in a deep voice, "can no one take down the divine soldiers on the body?"

"Your Majesty, the three worshippers have tried, and they can't get divine soldiers." Lv Jun, the Prime Minister of the imperial dynasty, replied respectfully.

Emperor Huangwei looked quite full, got up, danced his Dragon Robe, got off the Dragon chair in person and went directly to ye QingHan.

"Your Majesty, this divine soldier is a little strange. Be careful to hurt the dragon body." all the ministers advised one after another.

The emperor said faintly, "I can fight down such a big river and mountain. Naturally, I'm not afraid of a mere divine soldier. Since God let this body appear in front of me, maybe it's the one who sent me a divine soldier. How can I not!"

With that, the emperor held the blade of the ruling and pulled it hard. The ruling was even looser.

Ye QingHan even feels pain. His soul is struggling madly in the sea of knowledge and wants to get rid of the suppression of the blade of the ruling. However, the ruling is an immortal soldier. Immortal patterns are everywhere, sealing ye QingHan's soul and imprisoning it in the sea of suffering. No matter how he struggles, he can't resist the seal of the ruling.

The ministers were surprised and pleased. The experts had tried. No one could shake the ruling. Unexpectedly, the emperor could let it loose and held his breath.

Emperor's majesty, not only can lay down rivers and mountains, but also the favorite son of heaven and the gas gathering of Tianlong, the best candidate to shake the ruling!

WOW!!

The emperor once again reached out and grabbed the blade of the ruling, and his luck and strength pulled again.

WOW!!

Poop——————————

The light of the ruling shrouded the hall, and an immortal power swayed in all directions, crushing the will of everyone. Even the three offerings with higher accomplishments were pressed to their knees.

Ye QingHan's chest spews out a blood sword, which penetrates the imperial palace. A drop of blood can kill God and saint!

Roar————————

A roar came from ye QingHan's sea of knowledge, like a troll hidden in the abyss of ages, shaking the hall.

Click

Ye QingHan's iron fist, which had not moved for countless years, broke the coffin with Qi and smashed the body on the hall. The frightened ministers knelt down and worshipped God in fear.