Wind Scar Secret Technique!

Ye Qinghan raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he had heard this name somewhere, but he really couldn't remember what kind of secret technique it was for a while.

"Brother Ye, what do you want? This wind mark represents the fastest speed in the world, faster than lightning and thunder, faster than light, once cultivated, it can travel thousands of miles without a trace, through the universe, several times faster than the speed of the Dapeng that soars to 90,000 miles!"

Ye Qinghan suddenly realized that he had seen this secret technique in the secret history of the God Killing Realm, but unfortunately it was only a passing one, and he knew very little about the traces of the wind.

"Put it away, now that you have the God Killing Witch Spear, and then you have the Battle Word Technique, and you have the Wind Scar Secret Technique, you will definitely be able to sweep one side. Ye Qinghan nodded.

Ye Qinghan took away all the war spears, and even the refining furnace was taken away by him, and Bei Que'er did not stop him, and let him take it.

The two of them glanced around the main hall and found that most of the treasures had dissipated in the long river of history, and the secret arts, including weapons, had been reduced to nothing.

The main hall has suffered a terrifying blow, only the refining room has not been destroyed, and the rest is in ruins, the two left the main hall, went to the open space outside, and gathered with everyone, and found that most of the people had nothing, and their faces were extremely ugly.

"You all go back and prepare well, now that the seal of the ancestral land has been broken, we are already in the endless universe, and we will usher in the challenge of the strong anytime and anywhere, and even attract the dead of the forbidden land, this time don't be caught off guard, let the scene of the year reappear!"

Everyone saw that there was no benefit, so they retreated one after another, leaving only Beisheng and Bei Crazy Dragon and Tiger Baby standing aside, Beisheng seemed to be old for a thousand years, raised his eyes to look at Ye Qinghan and Bei Que'er, and stopped talking several times, not knowing what to do.

Bei Que'er sighed and said quietly, "Grandpa, we're all fine, I won't blame you, you can go back." ”

Bei Sheng didn't dare to leave, looking at Ye Qinghan pitifully, obviously hoping to get his approval.

Ye Qinghan sneered, and didn't want to make it difficult for Que'er, so he said, "Senior, go back, I will treat yesterday's incident as if it didn't happen." ”

Bei Sheng sighed and left, Bei Crazy Dragon looked at the back of Bei Sheng's old man, smiled bitterly, and said to Ye Qinghan and Bei Que'er, "Sister, brother-in-law, grandpa is confused, don't blame him, I'll go first, you two talk slowly." ”

The dragon didn't look at the faces of the two, and dragged the tiger baby to turn around and leave.

The tiger baby screamed, and she didn't have a chance to communicate with Ye Qinghan again.

Ye Qinghan and Bei Que'er looked at each other and smiled, and then fell silent.

The seal of the ancestral land was broken, disrupting the plan of the two, Ye Qinghan's heart was like an arrow, and Bei Que'er could feel it.

Ye Qinghan is indeed like an arrow, but let Bei Que'er face the entire Wu clan alone, people's hearts are sinister, and the eight major witch tribes may not all be willing to bow down to their subordinates, and a single crazy dragon may not be able to cover Bei Que'er.

"You want to leave?" asked in a soft voice.

"Well, I've been away for too long, and I'm worried that something will happen to the Mad Sect. Ye Qinghan nodded, he didn't hide anything, and he had been away from Ye Huang for too long, he had to go back and take a look, at least to make sure she was safe.

"That'...... Go back. Bei Que'er didn't keep it, and even took the initiative to say, "Don't mention me to my sister-in-law, just because I haven't appeared." ”

Ye Qinghan smiled bitterly, how can this kind of thing be regarded as if it didn't happen? If it really didn't happen, wouldn't it be too much to owe Que Que'er? Two lives!

"Wind Scar Secret Technique, you take it away. Bei Que'er generously handed over the Wind Trace Iron Scroll Secret Technique to Ye Qinghan, and passed on the memory of the Ancient Wuwen to him, and then retreated to the side, extremely calm, as if he was not reluctant at all.

Ye Qinghan sighed, the more she is like this, the more it shows that she loves herself like crazy, and she can love without caring about everything, and she just leaves, it is too unfair to her, but if she takes it back, how to explain it to Ye Huang? It is impossible for the Wu clan to let herself take her.

Turning over the secret art of wind traces, the beginning is, the wind, the speed is extreme, chasing the traces of the wind, you can reach the end of the limit.

The mystery of the wind, from nature, beyond nature, the traces of the wind, existing in the universe, but formless and shadowless, the heart and the wind follow, the eyes sweep everywhere is the field, for the wind god.

......

It looks like a simple iron scroll, and several humanoid movements are depicted on it.

"Qi walks the dantian, runs through the strange meridians and hundreds of veins, burns the acupuncture points of the nine dragons, erupts between the legs, God and the sky are compatible, thinking of the eight wildernesses of the universe, the mystery of the wind is in the heart, the ten thousand laws can not be imprisoned, the heaven and the earth can not be bound, the wind walks, the wind has no trace, and the people have no trace......"

Ye Qinghan read the iron scroll hungrily, and his heart gradually quieted down.

"Wind ...... Where?" Ye Qinghan muttered, the secret technique of the trace of the wind is a chapter of iron scroll, the number of words is very small, talk about a few words, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, as if it contains the mystery of the wind.

Bei Que'er was stunned in place, she had never seen Ye Qinghan lose her temper like this.

Ye Qinghan got up and kept muttering, where is the wind? As if he had gone mad, he walked towards the outside world unconsciously.

"Brother Ye?" Bei Que'er tried to pull Ye Qinghan, but was directly pushed away by the momentum on his body.

Ye Qinghan walked out of the underground world, facing the breeze, rolling his clothes, exploring the sky with ten fingers, looking for the traces of the ethereal wind, walking aimlessly for a day, his body could feel the wind, but his divine sense could not touch it, Ye Qinghan walked like that.

Rustle rustle......

Going with the wind, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, the yellow sand is all over the sky, the sun is not there, and at night, the wind blows, and Bei Que'er has to retreat into the dungeon again.

Ye Qinghan's figure began to get faster, fast without a trace, and the place where the wind reached was where his figure was, shifting and transposing, without any trace.

The speed is fast to the limit, without using any spatial laws and true elements, relying entirely on the mystery of the wind.

Rumble!

With a spear in hand, the battle word broke out, the mystery of the wind mark was used, and everywhere it was just fur, but it was still multiplied in power, extremely powerful, the earth cracked, the mountains and rivers retreated, and the yellow sand rolled up thousands of waves.

Ye Qinghan walked tirelessly among the mountains and rivers, faster and faster, at the same moment, the Wu Clan Ancestral Star was full of his body, like an entity, he didn't move, no one could tell where the real doppelganger was.

......

The endless universe is rare to be peaceful, except for the Emperor Domain, most of the universe is controlled by Loulan, and most of the capitals are Roger wearing armor and holding guns, fighting in all directions, and he dares not to obey wherever he passes.

In the five hundred years since Ye Qinghan left, the endless universe was unified, and the hidden giants had to shrink again.

Today's universe is divided into four major forces, the Loulan Dynasty, the Barbarian Ancient God Killer, the Hidden Wealthy, and the Ten Thousand Ethnic Alliance.

The Ten Thousand Races Alliance was jointly created by the Monkey King and other super-first-class powerhouses, integrating all the powerhouses of all the Ten Thousand Races, just to survive.

The Mad Sect seemed to be lonely, most of the people were in retreat, and the outer elders all left separately, and if they were not summoned, they would not come back.

Today's Mad Sect is controlled by Senior Brother Lijiu, Gu Qingyu and others retreat into the background, Mad Sect seems to be a pool of stagnant water, but whoever wants to stir it up, no one knows if it can destroy half of the universe!

Roar!

A low roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the pangolin had already transformed, like a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, exuding golden light, covered with golden scale armor, and overwhelming.

He stood outside the ancestral land of the human race, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he could feel that a drop of the essence blood of the Great Emperor Pangolin was in the ancestral land, but he coveted it for five hundred years, and he still couldn't enter the ancestral land.

Stan Wuxian returned from the eternal battlefield training, looked at his unwilling expression, and couldn't help laughing, "Xiao Jia, what do you want to do? You have a soft spot for the ancestral land since you were a child, could it be that there is a mother pangolin in this ancestral land?"

"Humph!" the pangolin snorted, not wanting to explain.

"What the hell are you looking for? Tell my brother and I'll help you. Stan innocently rubbed the pangolin's head and said hoarsely.

"Blood! the emperor's blood of my clan!" the pangolin finally told the truth, he was a ten thousand races, and perhaps he could only rely on Stan Wuxi.

"What?Emperor Blood?Are you confused?How can there be the Emperor Blood of your Pangolin clan in the Terran Ancestral Land?" Stan asked with a laugh.

"I know you don't believe me, but I know that the blood of my clan is in the ancestral land!" said the pangolin aggrievedly.

At this time, Sikong Chengjun took Jinyan and others to pass by the ancestral land.

"Mother's ......" The pangolin immediately shouted when he saw Jin Yan.

Puff ......

Jin Yan fell to the ground with a speechless face, and angrily reprimanded, "Don't call me mother, how many times have you said it! I am a human being, you are a pangolin, not to mention that I am still a girl, I have no double cultivation, where is the child! Even if I have a child, it is impossible to give birth to a pangolin!"

"Hahaha......" Sikong Chengjun laughed crazy, Jin Yan has been tortured and crazy since he picked up this pangolin, the pangolin only recognizes her, and when he sees it, he calls his mother, I don't know how many times it has been corrected and it has not been corrected.

Stan's innocent smile twitched, perhaps only the internal communication of the Mad Sect would make this man who was respected by the world as the Innocent War Emperor laugh so unscrupulously.

"Auntie...... Your son said that there is the blood of the emperor of his clan in the ancestral land, hahaha......" Stan joked with an innocent laugh.

Jin Yan was angry, Gao Feng trembled, and the jade finger pointed at Stan Wuxie, "You little bastard, don't call me Auntie!"

Hahaha......

Laughter filled the ancestral land, and the endless universe was once again joyful.

"Xiao Jia, this is the ancestral land of the human race, it is impossible to have the emperor blood of the Pangolin Emperor, you ...... be obedient" Jin Yan was helpless, although he did not admit that he was Xiao Jia's mother, but for him, after all, he had input too much maternal love.

"Wait...... What are you talking about?Pangolin Emperor's Imperial Blood?" Li Jiuzhong frowned, and suddenly thought of something, if it wasn't for Xiao Jia suddenly mentioning it, he would have forgotten it, thinking of what happened back then, and hurriedly said, "There may really be, and it's in the master's Qiankun ring." ”

At the mention of Ye Qinghan, everyone was silent.

In the ancestral land, the divine light is shining, ten thousand laws are gathered, the origin and the avenue texture are intertwined, and the fairy light is soaring to the sky, just like the tomb of the immortals.

Ye Qinghan's tombstone had already cracked, his body was bathed in immortal light, constantly absorbing the mysteries of the law and the Great Dao, and his physical body was actually condensing wildly, and now he had already broken through to the peak realm of divine martial arts.