"Hey! This time when the beasts of the Soul Devouring Clan attacked, there were three strongest kings, namely the Ice King, the Soul Devouring King, and the Demon Sword King."

"In the end, the Ice King and the Soul Devouring King escaped, but the Demon Sword King was left behind!"

"The sword of this beast is really powerful! I have to admit that it injured Lao Hei and Lao Qing, but in the end we killed them on the spot!"

General Piaoxue said with a hint of pride.

The other four generals also showed excitement and enthusiastic smiles.

After fighting with the Soul Devouring Clan for so many years, I don't know how many souls of the Soul Devouring Clan I have killed. There are also many king-level Soul Devouring Clan, but the strongest king has never fallen!

After all, they are both golden human gods with great perfect combat power. It may be easy to defeat them, but it is too difficult to kill them. Not everyone is as perverted as Ye Wuque.

"Although the victory was somewhat dishonorable, with more people against fewer, this is a war, and there is no fairness to speak of."

General Zi Ri laughed. It was obvious that they were able to completely stop the Demon Sword King and kill him on the spot because they worked together.

General Piaoxue sent the head of the Demon Sword King to the side of Ye Wuque's bed and said, "By the way, brother Ye, this time the Soul Devouring Clan has left a large number of corpses. We have ordered them to cut off all the heads and pile them together. As long as you need them, you can get them at any time."

Hearing General Piaoxue's words, Ye Wuque smiled and replied, "Thank you, five brothers."

"Okay, okay! Go out! Don't disturb Brother Ye from healing!"

"We will continue to move forward as planned. We are not far from the war fortress. There are at most ten days left."

In the end, General Hei Yao made the final decision.

"Master Ye, you should heal your wounds well. If you have any needs, please let me know at any time."

After the Seventh Prince said this to Ye Wuque, he took the lead and walked out.

After that, the five generals nodded to Ye Wuque one after another and all walked out, followed by the six dragons.

Meng Linghui walked in the end and was the last to leave. Before leaving, she paused slightly, her beautiful eyes turned, and looked at Ye Wuque from a distance, her beautiful eyes were stunned.

But Ye Wuque had already picked up the head of the Demon Sword King and seemed to be examining it carefully.

Meng Linghui retracted her gaze and sighed softly.

Immediately, she did not stay and stepped out of the door.

The beauty left, leaving only a faint fragrance, but it quickly dissipated in the void.

When the door closed, Ye Wuque was the only one left in the room again.

Ye Wuque was still holding the bloody head of the Demon Sword King, but his pair of bright eyes looked at the door, looked at the place where Meng Linghui had just stood, and his eyes were deep and calm.

Judging from Meng Linghui's various performances before, her behavior of taking care of him during the three days of coma, and the tension revealed in their conversation just now.

How could Ye Wuque not see what Meng Linghui was thinking?

This third place winner among the twelve dragons in the royal capital, the only woman, seemed to have some feelings for him.

Otherwise, Ye Wuque could not imagine that such a woman would take care of a person of the opposite sex who was not too familiar with her?

However, Meng Linghui's behavior did not stir up the slightest ripple in Ye Wuque's heart. In his heart, there was only Yu Jiaoxue from beginning to end.

Even though he was temporarily separated from Yu Jiaoxue now, Ye Wuque's thoughts about her had long been hidden deep in his heart.

Therefore, Ye Wuque did not care about Meng Linghui.

It was to cut off the thought in Meng Linghui's heart.

It is said that a short pain is better than a long pain!

Meng Linghui sighed before she left just now, hoping that the other party had understood what he meant.

Ye Wuque retracted his gaze and dispelled these thoughts in his mind.

"The injury this time is really serious. If it weren't for the Divine King Art and Life Essence, I'm afraid I really couldn't fight Yuwen Shang."

"Divine King Art... Divine Acupoint..."

"Legendary Road... Legendary Divine Acupoint..."

A deep meaning flashed in the bright eyes!

"Although the Soul Devouring Clan has retreated, as long as we don't reach the war fortress, we won't be completely safe. My injuries must be recovered as soon as possible, otherwise, if there is any sudden situation, it will become a burden."

With this thought, Ye Wuque reluctantly mobilized a trace of the Holy Dao fighting spirit that had recovered in his body and injected it into the Yuanyang Ring. With a thought, the Ten Thousand Fires Returning to the Origin Cauldron flew out and landed in front of him with a rumble.

At the same time, several precious medicines emitting strong spiritual energy also flew out! !

"Serious illnesses require serious medicine!"

"My current injuries are not too serious, but the main reason is that my life essence has been drained and needs to be replenished as soon as possible. Once the life essence is replenished, the injury will no longer be a problem. Pills alone are far from enough and will take a lot of time. These precious medicines obtained from the Wanling Ruins should come in handy..."

All the remaining precious medicines in the Yuanyang Ring flew out and fell into the Wanhuo Guiyuan Ding.

Soon Ye Wuque asked the guards outside for the spiritual spring water. This was a good thing that the Seventh Prince brought along all the way. It was good water specially used for making tea. It contained a certain amount of spiritual energy.

Ye Wuque personally poured the spiritual spring water into the Wanhuo Guiyuan Ding, and then placed all the precious medicines in it.

Hualala!

The next moment, Ye Wuque's mind moved, and he cast the Shenhuang Immortal Fire, covering the entire Wanhuo Guiyuan Ding!

Gurgle!

The spiritual spring water inside immediately began to surge, the precious medicines also began to roll, and the Shenhuang Immortal Fire began to show its power!

That's right!

In order to recover his life essence and injuries as quickly as possible, Ye Wuque wanted to imitate his previous behavior in the Wanling Ruins and stew another pot of peerless precious medicine! !

Looking at the burning of the Divine Phoenix Immortal Fire, which completely enveloped the Wanhuo Guiyuan Cauldron, Ye Wuque's bright eyes were filled with a hint of expectation.

"After taking all of this pot of ten thousand year precious medicine, not only can the life essence be restored, but the injuries can also be cured. The most important thing is that maybe I can go a step further and open up more divine orifices!"

Looking at the Ten Thousand Fires Returning to Origin Cauldron, Ye Wuque muttered to himself.

In this battle with Yuwen Shang, Ye Wuque fully realized the benefits of life essence, which comes from the divine orifices!

The more divine orifices he opened, the more life essence he would have!

Now he has opened up a total of 48 divine orifices. If he swallows all of this pot of precious medicine, he may get a surprise!

"Take advantage of this opportunity..."

Ye Wuque looked back at the bloody head of the Demon Sword King, a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand moved again, and the bronze ancient mirror suddenly appeared in his hand.

A strong and greedy desire came from the bronze ancient mirror, and Ye Wuque placed the bronze ancient mirror on the head of the Demon Sword King without any hesitation!