Ye Qinghan's worries were unknown to the people in the divine world. Although many monarchs and venerables heard the intimidation of the demon monarch, no one cared about it. Didn't the demon monarch, who was originally like a few mountains pressing on the divine world, easily swallowed Ye Qinghan's war beast?

This soul-devouring beast cannot die even if it uses the soul-devouring transformation, and it has become so powerful at this moment. So what if there are many demon monarchs in the demon world? In addition, Xiao Hei is so powerful. Isn’t his boss Ye Qinghan, who can kill Shen Tu Xiong, even stronger?

Even countless people in the divine world compared Ye Qinghan to Zhu Rong, the leader of the Fire God clan in the ancient world. There is even more outrageous thing, compared Ye Qinghan to the Supreme God Emperor!

Shen Tu Xiong's strength has reached the peak of the ninth-grade supreme. Ye Qinghan can kill him, but what is it if he is not the Supreme God Emperor?

In fact!

Ye Qinghan didn’t know what level of his strength was!

If the algorithm is used, Ye Qinghan is actually a seventh-grade war god! Calculate the soul, Ye Qinghan's soul skill can easily kill the ninth-grade, count the treasure, possess the Fire God War Armor, if Ye Qinghan encounters it, he can never die. In the end, counting the power of Han, no one knows what level Ye Qinghan's strength is...

"I'm just a fucking monster!"

Sitting on the wandering island north of the Soul-Devouring City, Ye Qinghan murmured to himself alone. In the distance, the demon girl fireworks hidden Linger Li Shuier and others were outing for a walk. Of course, the scene here is so bleak, it can only be considered as exploring autumn! Ye Qinghan sat alone on a hillside and began to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind.

The power of cold appeared inexplicably. Until this moment, Ye Qinghan didn't know why such a strange energy appeared in his soul space. This energy actually surpassed all energy, increasing the power of the God-Slaying Gun by several times! The strength of Shen Tu Xiong's ninth-grade supreme, and the power of the space condensation power is so domineering, but it is still weaker than Han's power.

In the past, Ye Qinghan was busy killing Shen Tuxiong, chasing and practicing, and never cared about calming down and thinking about it and analyzing it. At this moment, everything was finally done, and no one could threaten himself or her relatives' lives! Ye Qinghan then let the fireworks and the others go out to play alone, sitting here alone, thinking quietly.

The spiritual sense once again investigated into the soul space, and Ye Qinghan "looked at" this strange soul space for a moment and felt extremely sad.

The original fragments completely enveloped the fragments of the soul ocean, turning them into billions of "stars", thunder and lightning power, dark power, light power, and the inexplicable power from the Yuanyin of the Black Phoenix clan of Yanran monarch, turned into countless faint winds, blowing around among billions of "stars". A huge ball of cold power in the center stood proudly there like a monarch, without a trace of energy dared to blow over.

The more Ye Qinghan looked at it, the more he felt that the soul space was like a garbage dump, scattered with countless messy garbage...

"Huh? Why do I feel more familiar with this soul space? By the way! Last time I was in the Secret Realm of Reincarnation, when Shen Tuxiong came out, I also felt this way! What does this soul space look like? Why do I feel familiar?"

Ye Qinghan curled his eyebrows in confusion and frowned into a "chuan". He just got stuck and couldn't figure it out. After a moment, he reluctantly withdrew from his spiritual sense and opened his eyes.

"Soul space, soul space! What kind of weird thing are you?"

Ye Qinghan let out a long breath and looked up at the endless sky in the distance, as if he had seen the endless void through the sky!

Sudden--

Ye Qinghan's body suddenly shook!

A splendid light burst out from his eyes. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the endless sky. His mouth widened. After a long time, he said with a trembling trembling: "Endless Void, Endless Void! My soul space... Why is it so similar to Endless Void?"

Billions of stars! Billions of planes!

The breeze, the space is broken and the knife flows!

Soul space, disk realm!

The more Ye Qinghan thought about it, the more shocked he felt like him! Because at this moment he discovered that those original fragments surrounded the soul ocean fragments, forming a closed space! And... slowly as the soul space grows, it is getting bigger! Large and small, and countless planes are extremely imaginative!

"Male Gobi, if my soul space really becomes another world, then am I the Creation God? Impossible, it's impossible. There are no space vortexes and black holes in the soul space, and those faint winds are not the space shattering sword flow. Besides, there is no cold power in the endless void. This soul ocean is definitely not an interface! Yaya, what is this cold power?"

Ye Qinghan shouted out loud. Fortunately, Yao Ji and the others went to the other side of the island to watch the scenery by the sea. Otherwise, they would think Ye Qinghan was crazy and were talking nonsense...

"Your power of cold is not called power of cold! It is called power of Yuan!"

At this moment, an old and somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang next to Ye Qinghan, scaring Ye Qinghan to death and jumped up!

"who?"

Ye Qinghan was like a frightened hedgehog, and his spiritual consciousness was instantly opened up. Han's power was circulating. Ten god-slaying guns on his body were surrounded by ten god-slaying guns, ready to take action at any time!

As the boss of the God Realm, who else dared to suddenly appear next to him without asking for instructions and speak so impolitely? And although this voice is a bit familiar, he is very clear that he is definitely not the one he knows!

In fact, he has never seen this person before!

When Ye Qinghan's spiritual sense discovered that a lonely boat was slowly driving from the distant seaside, when he saw a barefoot white-haired old man wearing mahjong and barefoot standing on the boat, his whole body was tense to the limit. He even wanted to stab the ten god-slaying guns at the old man in mahjong in the next second!

But he didn't move in the end!

It’s not because he is cautious, but... he dare not!

A fatal warning came from his heart, and a thought automatically emerged in his mind. This person was not his rival. Once he took action, he would be wiped out!

The most important thing is that he did not feel any slight power fluctuation in the old man, but the boat still seemed slow, but it was so fast that it was frighteningly fast. What was extremely strange was that the magician fireworks Ye Qingyu and the others seemed to not see or feel the old man, and they were still playing there!

"hiss…"
Chapter completed!