"What on earth is going on?"
Ye Han had a confused look on his face, he didn't know what had happened.
Am I already dead?
But this feeling doesn't feel like death.
Moreover, he seemed to have heard a burst of strange footsteps before, and he couldn't help but hear the sound of the abyss.
The strange footsteps were also heard there.
"Could it be something in the abyss?" Ye Han thought to himself.
Then he shook his head.
Even if there was some terrifying existence hidden in the abyss, why would he save himself?
Don't understand.
Confuse.
confused.
Everything seemed like a mystery, and Ye Han didn't know why.
"Oh, that's all."
Finally, Ye Han sighed.
No matter what, I am still alive, that's enough. As for who saved me...
He believed that as long as he continued to grow stronger, he would be able to figure it out one day.
The most important thing now is to recover from your injuries first, then figure out where you are, and then go look for Feng Rou.
Then Ye Han sat cross-legged on the ground and began a new round of recovery.
This time there were no accidents.
With the help of the divine body, the law of life and various elixirs, his injuries began to recover rapidly.
And just as he was recovering.
The ninth heaven.
In a huge palace.
An old man in purple sat there with a gloomy face.
This person was one of the eight powerful Immortal Lords who had attacked Ye Han before.
"Asshole, asshole!"
The old man roared angrily.
Even though several days had passed, he was still very angry.
I was about to kill Ye Han, but he finally escaped. This feeling...
“Buzz!”
At this moment, a sudden violent wave of void wave hit.
For a while.
The entire palace was shaking violently.
This made the old man look even angrier.
Without any hesitation, he soared into the sky and instantly reached above the sky.
I only saw that in the void.
A graceful woman had a cold face, and in her hand was a huge tripod emitting endless divine spirit.
"God, divine weapon? How is this possible? You, you are..."
"You, deserve to die!"
boom!
With a roar of rage, Feng Rou exploded completely.
In her hands.
The golden cauldron was also fully recovering.
An increasingly terrifying aura swept across the entire world.
"God, the divine weapon is revived? You, you are crazy. With your strength, it is impossible for you to withstand this terrifying power." The old man in purple said in shock.
He had no idea what was going on.
Why is this person so hostile to me?
He would not hesitate to revive the divine weapon and would attack himself.
However, Feng Rou ignored her completely.
The aura on his body bloomed without any restraint, and the momentum of the golden cauldron in his hand became more and more terrifying.
soon.
The momentum of the big cauldron directly reached its peak.
But her face turned pale, and even a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
You can see it.
Forced resuscitation would cause great damage to her.
Boom!
The right hand shook.
The golden cauldron flew out in an instant, and in an instant, the cauldron swelled in the wind and instantly turned into a ten-thousand-foot cauldron. The violent aura seemed to crush the entire world, and it blasted directly towards the old man in purple.
powerful.
Too strong.
This power was completely beyond the old man's expectations, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense.
no way.
Artifact resurrection.
It was simply not something he could resist.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the huge tripod hit him hard. With a shrill scream, the old man's body was blown away, and he gushed out blood in large mouthfuls as if it was free.
"Why, why..."
The purple-robed old man spoke with a pale face.
"Why?"
Feng Rou's voice was extremely cold, and endless energy was constantly being vented. At this moment, she was like a female god of war.
"Because you deserve to die."
Boom!
Another fierce smash.
The old man could no longer hold on and was blown to pieces, deader than dead.
“Puff!”
With the death of the old man, Feng Rou couldn't help but spit out blood, and her face became even paler.
But she didn't care at all.
Instead, he looked towards the distant starry sky, his eyes filled with anger.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
At this moment, several figures came quickly.
Among them was the figure of "Feng Qing".
"Miss...."
Seeing Feng Rou's expression, several people flew over quickly.
"I'm fine. Have you found any news about Ye Han?"
"this....."
Several people looked at each other, and their faces turned ugly.
Finally, an old man in red shook his head helplessly.
"There is no trace of Master Ye in the entire ninth heaven."
"What?"
Feng Rou's face changed drastically.
No breath...
This means there are only two possibilities.
First, Ye Han left here, so naturally there was no trace of him.
Second, Ye Han is already dead.
However, the teleportation array had already been destroyed by the powerful members of the weird clan, making it impossible to leave.
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