Chapter 2486:1206 Soul, Soul! (2)
Ye Qinghan's soul space at this moment is like an egg. /first/post www>
Ye Qinghan doesn't understand!
He had thought before that his soul space might evolve into a plane. The soul ocean is the continent of the plane, and the soul space surrounded by the power of the source is the space of this plane. Now this plane space keeps getting bigger, but the continent keeps getting smaller. This... no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a plane!
"I'm a monster, let's change, let's change, it's best to explode in the end!"
Ye Qinghan withdrew his consciousness sullenly, and didn't care about it anymore, it was useless, so it's better not to care about it. This soul space has always been like a ticking time bomb, making him always wary, like walking on thin ice. He has always had a sense of crisis, afraid that he would accidentally... go, so he cherishes every moment with his relatives, so he likes to live a comfortable and peaceful life. [
It's just that Xiao Hei's appearance at this moment is the greatest guilt in his life. If he can't help Xiao Hei reshape his real body, he will have no peace in this life. That's why he worked so hard and worked so hard. I hope to get everything done before the bomb in my head explodes. Let yourself have no regrets on this trip to another world!
"It doesn't matter, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about it tomorrow! Let's talk about it, let's deal with Zhu Yi's green bamboo leaf for now!"
Ye Qinghan decided that there are still two thousand years left, and he will stop looking inside the soul and practice with all his strength. It doesn't matter what kind of ghost the soul space evolves into, whether it explodes or not, otherwise his mind will be messed up and he won't have the heart to cultivate. Don't say anything, Zhu Yi will not be able to pass that level after three thousand years!
Putting aside all thoughts at the moment, immersing yourself in the cultivation wholeheartedly, the god-slaying spear began to fly in the hall again!
Fire Mystery Territory!
As expected, the shield of Vulcan Island is constantly weakening, and the light on it is much dimmer than it was a thousand years ago.
Zhu Yi became the supreme king of the Mysterious Fire Realm, Wan Dao surrendered, and there was no more war. No one dared to resist the hostility head-on. Although some warriors from the lineage of the general Wang began to boast and bully the warriors from the other two lines. But under Zhu Yi's strict prohibition, a few troublemakers were killed, and no one dared to make trouble again. On the surface, Huoshen Island became peaceful and harmonious.
Zhu Yi seldom made public appearances recently, but the people in Fire King Island began to migrate one after another. Obviously, in the future, Fire King Island will become the Dokdo where Zhu Yi lives alone, and the holy land of the Fire Mystery Realm in the future.
In the palace of the Great General, in the garden in the backyard, the scenery is beautiful. Zhu Yi is lying lazily on a reclining chair alone, enjoying the gentle sunshine and the gentle breeze. He is very comfortable. His eyes are half-closed and half-open. The thin clothes, which stick to his plump body, are tempting to commit crimes.
"Buzz!"
There was a fluctuation in the space, and the pretty servant girl teleported over, twisted Xiaoman's waist and half knelt beside Zhu Yi, massaged and kneaded Zhu Yi gently with a pair of jade hands, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Zhu Shuishui's subordinate Zhu Dan has absconded. He has arrived at Fire King Island at this moment, and I surrender to you!"
"He knows the times!"
Zhu Yi didn't move her body, exhaled like blue, but slightly arched her waist to make the lying position more comfortable, and asked, "Did you ask? Since he can dive out, can he lead us in?"
"It's hard!" The maidservant shook her head, and said, "He said that the restrictions on the island are completely controlled by Zhu Shuishui, and it's easy to get out, but the only way to get in is to attack by force!"
"oh!"
Zhu Yi closed her eyes again, her curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and waved her hand lightly: "Then wait for two thousand years, let Zhu Shuishui live another two thousand years, of course... let Ye Qinghan live another two thousand years!"
The pretty servant girl's eyes turned cold, her murderous aura filled the air, and she said quietly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, after two thousand years, Ye Qinghan will definitely not be able to escape our palms!"