Supreme Martial Artist

With a bang, Chu Yinglong was blown away! He vomited blood, his chest collapsed, and his muscles and bones were broken! Chu Yinglong was blasted a hundred meters away and fell to the ground like a broken sack.

He was lying on the ground, blood pouring out of his mouth, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Within a moment, you will be out of your mind! Ye Xinghe followed closely, stepped on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Chu Yinglong, you lose!"

"You lost your throne and your great Chu!"

Chu Yinglong looked pained and murmured bitterly: "We haven't lost yet." "Ye Xinghe, you have no idea that my son with the most talent is already hiding in the Great Yan Emperor's capital!"

"When the time comes, he will avenge my great Chu and torture you to death!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "Just let him come!"

"If he dares to come, I will definitely kill him!"

After that, he stepped hard with his feet! There was just a click and blood splattered! Chu Yinglong is dead! Ye Xinghe took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "King Chu is dead! Great Chu is dead!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the place and echoing endlessly! Upon hearing this, the group of emperor-killing demonic soldiers all took a few steps back, knelt down and surrendered.

This war has finally come to an end.

Qi Chumo led the Xuanjia Army to suppress the group of emperor-killing demonic troops.

But Ye Xinghe only felt tired, his vision went dark, and he fell softly to the ground with a thud.

Continuous battles had exhausted his energy.

At this time, Ye Xinghe just wanted to have a good sleep.

The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate.

One day later, Ye Xinghe slowly opened his eyes and woke up faintly.

At this time, apart from feeling a little tired, he was fine.

The first thing that caught his eye was a white shirt.

"Junior brother Ye, you're awake."

Liu Qingyue sat beside the bed and asked with concern on her face.

Ye Xinghe rubbed his brows, sat up and looked around.

This luxurious hall was surrounded by carved dragons and phoenixes, and the walls were painted with gold paint. Even the bed under him was carved from black dragon wood.

This should be the palace of King Chu.

Ye Xinghe didn't care about this, turned around and asked: "Senior Sister Qingyue, where are the others?"

Liu Qingyue hurriedly responded: "Junior Brother Ye, you have been unconscious all day, and everyone is busy with other things."

"I'm going out right now and calling everyone back."

After that, she stood up and wanted to leave.

But Ye Xinghe reached out to hold her, shook his head and said, "It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

"I want to know how my sister is doing."

Hearing this, Liu Qingyue's eyes dimmed and he hesitated: "This" "I can't explain it to you. You'd better read this letter."

As she spoke, she reached out and handed over a letter, "This letter is left to you by senior Li Lingzhi."

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, feeling a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.

He quickly took the envelope and looked at it carefully.

As the letter said, Li Lingzhi had already taken Ye Lingxi away.

Ye Lingxi's condition is extremely bad! Because his body was absorbed by Chu Yinglong, his heart was severed, his soul was broken, and he fell into a long-term coma.

Li Lingzhi must bring him back to Qingtian Sect and use secret methods to hang his soul.

Otherwise, your life will be in danger! The last paragraph of the letter is extremely glaring.

"Ye Xinghe, when I take Lingxi back to the sect, she must also retreat and use secret techniques to protect her heart."

"If you have nothing urgent to do, you don't need to come to Lingxi. It will affect my ability to use the secret method."

"However, the secret method is not a long-term solution. You must find a way to cure Lingxi within a year!"

"Otherwise, Lingxi will never wake up!"

Seeing this, Ye Xinghe frowned and crushed the letter into pieces! "Lingxi" his eyes flickered, and he quickly recalled the Ancient Cang Dan Sutra to find a way to cure Lingxi.

Ye Xinghe was silent for a long time and searched for the pill recipe three times.

But, still to no avail.

The heart veins are broken, the soul is broken, and half of the legs have stepped into the gate of hell! How can it be so easy to heal?

Trying to save Ye Lingxi is tantamount to rescuing a dead person! The method of bringing the dead back to life is impossible to achieve unless you are a ninth-level alchemist! "No, I must act as soon as possible to find a way to heal Lingxi!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and made a move to walk out.

At this moment, Lu Mingsheng strode in.

"Xiaoyou Ye, are you awake?"

He was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Where are you going?"

Ye Xinghe took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Lu, my sister's life hangs on a thread. I must find a way to treat her as soon as possible."

When Lu Mingsheng heard this, he chuckled and shook his head: "Young friend Ye, you are so confused."

"I have also learned about your sister's condition. It is not an ordinary disease."

"If you think about resurrecting the dead, will your random search lead to results?"

"You need to calm down first and make a good plan."

Ye Xinghe clenched his fists and his eyes flickered.

He was silent for a long time and sighed: "Thank you, Senior Lu, for your guidance. Just now I was concerned and confused."

Then, he raised his hands and said: "Senior Lu is the vice president of the Alchemist General Association, so he must have a way."

"Please ask me, senior, to show me a clear path!"

Lu Mingsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I am only an eighth-level alchemist, so there is nothing I can do about it."

"However, I can indeed show you a way."

Ye Xinghe's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Senior Lu, please let me know!"

"This kindness will be unforgettable by Ye Xinghe!"

"Between you and me, there is no need to say anything in return."

Lu Mingsheng waved his hand and said, "There is a ninth-grade alchemist in the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty."

"Although the whereabouts of the ninth-grade alchemist are elusive, you can always see him in the capital."

"If you really want to save your sister, you must go to the Great Yan capital!"

Ye Xinghe heard this, pondered for a moment, and whispered in a low voice: "The Great Yan capital?"

"I must go to the Great Yan capital, and leave immediately!"

After making up his mind, he bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Lu, for reminding me. I will go to the Great Yan capital now."

Lu Mingsheng smiled slightly and shook his head, saying, "Look, you are anxious again."

"This afternoon, the capital will send people to deal with the affairs of Da Chu. At that time, you can go back with us."

Ye Xinghe nodded, "Then do as Senior Lu said."

Then, the two walked and talked as they walked out of the palace.

Lu Mingsheng frowned and said, "Friend Ye, I checked your body before and found that your soul power is disordered."

"And your cultivation is extremely unstable, I'm afraid it will bring you trouble."

Ye Xinghe's eyes were dim, and he smiled bitterly, "Thank you, Senior Lu, for reminding me. I know this."

Before, he first used the Great Soul Devouring Technique to devour tens of thousands of souls, and then used the Blood Soul Condensing Pill to force a breakthrough.

This move made his foundation unstable and left a huge hidden danger! If Ye Xinghe cannot cure the hidden danger, he will not be able to break through to the Spirit Lake Realm.

In this life, he can only stop at the Half-Step Spirit Lake Realm! Thinking of this, Ye Xinghe slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "My hidden illness can be cured by swallowing pills and stabilizing it for a period of time."