The Flame Dragon Continent was still shrouded in a sorrowful atmosphere!
The holy land, Cang City, was massacred!
This was a big blow to the Flame Dragon Continent. At the same time, it made countless people grieve. Everyone was thinking, if their Frost Thearch came back and saw the new graves outside Cang City, how sad would he be?
Without Frost Thearch, the Flame Dragon Continent would have been destroyed! Of course, this was news that Lord Devour deliberately spread. Therefore, the people of the Flame Dragon Continent worshiped and worshipped Ye Qinghan. When Ye Qinghan's deeds in the God World came back, the people of the Flame Dragon Continent were even more proud.
Therefore, everyone hoped that their Frost Thearch would come back. With Ye Qinghan here, they had a backbone. But they also hoped that he would not come back! They were afraid that Ye Qinghan would be sad, afraid that he would bleed!
The Soul Emperor Pavilion finally arrived, slowly descending in the sky above Cang City. Countless warriors waiting outside Cang City all flew up, looking at the Soul Emperor Pavilion with complicated emotions.
"Buzz!"
When a familiar blue figure appeared in the sky, everyone shivered. Their noses felt sour, and they wanted to cry. They all gazed at that expressionless face, wanting to say something, but they couldn't!
Ye Qinghan's eyes did not linger on them. He looked at the ruins of Cang City and the countless graves in front of it.
He did not speak, and there was no murderous aura around him. His face was expressionless, but deep in his eyes was sorrow!
He slowly flew downwards, and everyone hurriedly followed him. Fireworks and the others looked at Ye Qinghan worriedly. They wanted to send a voice transmission to comfort him, but in the end, they didn't. They slowly followed Ye Qinghan and flew towards the graveyard!
Plop!
Ye Qinghan knelt in front of the graves, scaring the people behind him. They all knelt. Ye Tianlong, Night Emperor, and the others also knelt. Although they were senior, the dead were more important. Many of them were not members of the Ye Family. They died because of Ye Qinghan and the others.
"Ah!"
Ye Qinghan respectfully bowed three times, then raised his head and let out a sorrowful howl. His voice was incomparably lonely and desolate, incomparably sorrowful, incomparably furious, and filled with killing intent!
This voice was not amplified by divine power, but it seemed to resound through half of the House of Ares. Countless Fire Dragon citizens in the city all trembled, feeling an inexplicable sorrow.
Needless to say, Ye Qinghan's temperament was more emotional. He valued affection the most and was extremely impulsive. Back when the Flame Dragon City was massacred, even though Ye Qinghan's strength was still very low, he dared to lead the Wind Emperor and the others to conquer the entire Star Sea, declaring war against the number one force in the Immortal Realm! His temperament could be seen from this!
The descendants of the Ye Family, who had been reproducing for thousands of years, numbered in the millions. Now, there were less than a hundred of them left! It wasn't hard to imagine the sorrow and guilt in Ye Qinghan's heart. The murderous intent and hatred in his heart were so strong.
Everybody looked at Ye Qinghan's back, which wasn't considered broad. His shivering shoulders felt an inexplicable pain. Ye Qinghan had shouldered the death of millions of people on his shoulders!
When they were about to send some people to comfort Ye Qinghan, Ye Qinghan suddenly stood up. Then, he teleported, disappearing from his spot!
There was a beautiful Dark Castle in the Dark Forest. On the rooftop of the castle, fresh flowers were still blooming. Clusters of green grapes hung on the grape trellis, which looked so alluring.
This time, Lord Devour didn't sit on her chair. Instead, he stood on the edge of the rooftop with his back facing the grape trellis, looking into the distance quietly!
Swoosh!
As soon as Ye Qinghan appeared on the rooftop, Lord Devour shivered. He struggled to turn around, his emotionless face showing a gleam of shame. Looking at Ye Qinghan, his mouth twitched. Eventually, he sighed, "Little Han … I'm sorry!"
Ye Qinghan forced a smile, shaking his head. "It's not your fault, my Lord!"
Lord Devour sighed, his face a little gloomy. "I have to take some responsibility. If I had been more cautious that year, I would have asked Little Yu to control the Soul Emperor Pavilion to pick you up. This tragedy wouldn't have happened. Sigh … It's my fault!"
"Let's not talk about this. It's meaningless! The dead are gone. We should consider the living more! "
Ye Qinghan shook his head and said hurriedly, "My Lord, Shentu Xiong knows the location of the Secret Reincarnation Domain. Wind Moon Sovereign has helped him refine a flying divine weapon. Moreover, he has become the Lord of the Divine World. At this moment, his competence has reached … the peak of ninth grade!"
"What?"
Lord Devour's face changed, asking, "When did he leave?"
Ye Qinghan was also anxious. "At least three months ago!"
"Oh no! It's too late for the Soul Emperor Pavilion to pick him up! Shentu Xiong has reached the peak of ninth grade? I'm afraid the previous barrier is useless. No! I'm going to arrange it first! "
Lord Devour's face changed completely. His body transformed into a snow-white rabbit, closing his eyes. Apparently, the clone of the Secret Reincarnation Domain had taken action!
Ye Qinghan's face darkened. Pondering for a while, he gritted his teeth and disappeared from the rooftop!
"Yao Ji, bring Shentu Wuxie out!"
Back in Cang City, Ye Qinghan said in a low voice to Yao Ji. Yao Ji's eyes turned cold, and she immediately teleported away. She then carried Shentu Wuxie, who was looking around in confusion, and flew over.
"Shentu Xiong, you killed my people. Now, I will use your son's blood to pay tribute to them. One day, I will bring your head back to pay tribute to them! God Emperor, if I can't do it, Ye Qinghan would rather die! "
Ye Qinghan grabbed Shentu Wuxie with one hand, and the Slaughter God Saber appeared in his hand.
He raised his hand, and the saber fell!
A head rolled down. The eyes were wide open, and he died with a grievance!
"Yao Ji! Go! Fireworks, stay in the Fire Dragon Continent! Tell Lord Devour that I'm going to the Secret Reincarnation Domain first! "
Throwing the headless corpse in his hand, Ye Qinghan teleported to the Soul Emperor Pavilion with the Yao Ji. Before anyone could react … Seeing the Soul Emperor Pavilion light up, the three of them and Xiao Hei's faces changed.
"Qinghan, take us with you!"
"Boss, I'll go with you!"
Fireworks and the two of them flew towards the Soul Emperor Pavilion. Xiao Hei turned into a gust of wind and enveloped the Soul Emperor Pavilion.
"I'm not going to die. I'm just going to save someone! I'm confident that even if I can't kill Shentu Xiong, I can still protect myself. What are you all going for? "
Ye Qinghan's voice sounded out helplessly. However, the women's expressions were unusually resolute. Xiao Hei condensed into a human form and stuck tightly to the Soul Emperor Pavilion.
Ye Qinghan sighed and said, "Forget it. Yao Ji, bring them in. Let's go together!"
The women were instantly overjoyed. The Yao Ji pulled Li 'er in as well. Then, the Soul Emperor Pavilion turned into a shooting star and flew towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the clouds.
Night Emperor, Ye Tianlong, Mo Xiaoxiao, and the others did not make a fuss about following. They just looked at the sky sadly. Every time something happened, it was Ye Qinghan's shoulders that were not broad enough to shoulder it. This made them feel extremely ashamed. Especially Night Emperor, he felt even more ashamed.
Everyone looked at the sky with heavy expressions. They were all worried.
Although Ye Qinghan's strength had improved a lot, and he could even kill Qing Shan, who was at the peak of ninth grade in the Immortal Realm, Shentu Xiong's strength had reached ninth grade Supreme Martial Artist. However, Shentu Xiong's strength had reached Ninth Grade Sovereign and had even obtained the Overlord's Position. His strength had even reached the pinnacle of Ninth Grade Sovereign. Could Ye Qinghan be his opponent?
The Soul Emperor Pavilion spun madly and broke through the void of the Fire Dragon Plane. Then, it pulled Monarch Yanran, who was waiting outside, into the Soul Emperor Pavilion. Monarch Yanran was a ninth grade martial artist. She could not enter the material plane. Shentu Wuxie, on the other hand, was a false ninth grade martial artist. He did not have any godly aura, but he could enter.
The Soul Emperor Pavilion paused for a moment and flew again. It turned into a shooting star and flew into the endless void!
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