As the sky grew brighter, the mighty beasts returned to their nests, and only the little beasts that had not yet eaten were roaming outside.

Ye Qinghan wiped out the Mangjiao, took its inner Dan demon core, injected its vigorous blood into the stone trough he had just built, and jumped directly into it.

Mangjiao's qi and blood are not only vigorous, containing majestic energy, powerful corrosiveness is no worse than that of ordinary dragons, Ye Qinghan took off his shirt, sat cross-legged in it, mobilized his divine power to defend his body, took the initiative to absorb energy, and the majestic vitality was gradually sucked away by him.

The colorful snake followed Ye Qinghan to swim in the huge stone trough, entangled in the star vine and Pixiu, the god-killing eagle and the fire crow devoured the flesh and blood of the mangjiao, such a huge body was enough for them to eat.

As time passed, Ye Qinghan's cultivation continued to rise, his physical body became stronger, the dragon's blood became more and more refined, and the dragon's power was mighty, suppressing other fierce beasts and not daring to approach.

Ye Qinghan began to condense all the godheads in his body, and promoted all the godheads to the middle Great Perfection realm, the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the space godhead, and the thunder godhead......

Mangjiao's blood gradually faded, there was not much energy, only some pale red liquid, and the colorful snake was quite unwilling to rush towards Mangjiao's flesh and blood, and took the last piece of soup.

Ye Qinghan's temperament has become more soul-grabbing, and he is already infinitely close to the upper gods, but unfortunately he is still stuck here, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

The upper god and the Great Perfection are a hurdle, so many people in the inner sect broke through at the same time, it was not that their talent surpassed Ye Qinghan, but that they specialized in a secret art, and there was only one godhead, and the stored divine power was limited, even if they broke through the upper godhead, it was difficult to compare with Ye Qinghan, a person with more than a dozen godheads, Ye Qinghan consumed them with divine power alone.

The five elements were played with by Ye Qinghan, and he could launch powerful attacks at will.

Phew――――――

Ye Qinghan exhaled a breath of turbidity, put on his shirt, and had a graceful demeanor, like a dragon among people, and his height was a little taller.

Wow!

The heavy madness was summoned, Ye Qinghan directly pulled out the chaos divine source, put the demon core of the xenomorph brown bear into it, and condensed it again for more than an hour, and the heavy madness was promoted to a high-level artifact, and the gods were full of joy, and with a slight shock, the space was shattered.

Whew!

Ye Qinghan danced wildly, and used it very easily, stabbing into the mountain with a knife, looking at the only skeleton left of Mangjiao, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he couldn't imagine that Pixiu was still a picky eater now, and it used to swallow everything.

Pixiu even ate the flesh and blood of the reckless Jiao and the xenomorph brown bear, and the qi and blood were restored, and the powerful momentum was enough to crush a high-ranking god, but it was very good to Ye Qinghan, and even in the face of Ye Qinghan, it was very well-behaved, and evolved into a little lion, covered in golden hair, majestic, and even the Star Vine and the Divine Killer Eagle had to tremble three times when they saw it.

Ye Qinghan looked at Pixiu and knew that it was so well-behaved because of the dragon blood on its body, otherwise it would have eaten itself a long time ago.

"Let's go!" Ye Qinghan held the heavy madness in his hand, and Pixiu followed him all the way.

......

The Sword Spirit Void was also rushing outward at this moment, and the two powerful momentum were rapidly approaching.

Separated by 30,000 miles, only 20,000 miles are left after half an hour, and after an hour, the difference is only a few thousand miles.

In the depths of the secret realm, they couldn't perceive it too far at all, and the two of them didn't know it at all, and they were still moving forward at a rapid pace.

Cliff valley, the peaks on both sides rush into the sky, the canyon below is about 100 meters wide, surrounded by sand and gravel forests, the stone forest is like a sword, towering high, a gust of forest wind blows, echoes in the stone cave, makes a gloomy sound, so this place is also called the ghost stone forest.

The sky was bright, Ye Qinghan wrapped colorful snakes around his waist, held a heavy madness, and came to the ghost stone forest, jumping wildly like Pixiu.

"Wait...... There is a strong man approaching, I don't know if it is the sword spirit void, the suggestion is very strong!" The divine bird looked up at the other side of the ghost stone forest and said in a condensed voice.

Ye Qinghan looked at the cliff, which was suitable for blocking, and his divine sense reached into the distance, and he also found a strong sword aura full of murder and ruthlessness.

......

Sword Lingxu suddenly stopped, and also felt that there was a strong man at the other end of the ghost stone forest, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his hands were sealed, the sword was unsheathed, and the three swords came out together.

"The Sword Spirit Returns to the Sky!"

Woo Woo ――――――――

The three sword rays pierced the sky, the sword qi swept through some stone trees, the stone chips were splashed everywhere, and the divine sword was like lightning, and even Ye Qinghan didn't ask who it was, so he had to suppress it directly.

Hiss――――――

The sound of space shattering was endless, and three sword rays slashed in front of Ye Qinghan's eyes in an instant, one sword attacked, one sword stabbed at the dantian, and one sword attacked the lower plate, the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Rumble!

Ye Qinghan swung his sword to cut through the space in front of him and slashed towards the divine sword.

Rumble!

The three swords suddenly exerted their strength together, turning into a glyph, Ye Qinghan could block one and couldn't block two swords, even if he blocked the second sword, it was difficult to block the third sword.

Boom ――――――

Heavy slash hit a sword, the sword body was almost split by Ye Qinghan, the sword spirit outside the ghost stone forest trembled, and his eyebrows furrowed, he didn't expect that Ye Qinghan's attack could affect the divine consciousness inside the sword.

Shout!

The Ten Square Seal in Ye Qinghan's body suddenly jumped out, blocking the second sword attack, and grabbed the third sword with his left hand.

Rub and rub――――――

The attack of the sword spirit void was extremely strong, and Ye Qinghan was violently shocked dozens of meters, and the footprints broke the mountain rock, but the third sword was grabbed by him, his big hand was clenched, the broken god fist flashed, and the pressed divine sword roared, wanting to break free from the shackles.

The divine sword trembled slightly, and the space trembled, but it couldn't shake Ye Qinghan's will.

Ye Qinghan mobilized the Zhen Spirit Bead and cooperated with the soul to directly erase the divine consciousness in the third sword.

Poof――――――

Sword Spirit spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, his soul was traumatized, his face was pale, a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes, a big move, and the other two swords returned, and he stepped towards the other side with two sharp swords in his hand.

Ye Qinghan casually put away the divine sword, and walked into the depths with a heavy hand.

The divine bird hid in Ye Qinghan's body, it could feel that the sword spirit void was really strong, even if the combat power of the same level was worse than Li Feng, it would not be much worse, once the battle of life and death, who lives and who dies, only God knows.

"Very strong, ask for more blessings!" reminded the Divine Bird.

Ye Qinghan walked firmly to the center, one step at a time, and Pixiu followed closely.

After three breaths, the two looked at each other in the middle, their eyes sparkling.

The sword spirit's pupils shrank, and the killing machine was even heavier, because he saw a median god actually blocking his sword spirit from returning to the sky, and took away a divine sword!

"Give me back the sword!" said the sword spirit coldly.

"Sword Spirit Void?" Ye Qinghan looked at Sword Spirit Void and asked calmly.

"Yes, dare to snatch the sword of this seat, do you want to live anymore?" the sword spirit asked coldly.

"I'm here to take your life, and I don't want your sword, I just want your head. Ye Qinghan's momentum burst out, the dragon's blood boiled, the heavy madness soared into the sky, and the long knife pointed at it, pressing towards the sword spirit void with the general trend of heaven and earth.