Chapter 543

Name:Divine Perception Author:bu zui
At the moment, Huang nishang suddenly felt a force that she couldn't resist. That force was full of strong dead breath, making her face pale, and the breath of life was gradually weakening.

"Have you survived after all? Well, nishang will accompany you on the huangquan road. You won't be alone. Nishang will still be your woman in the next life..." with that, Huang nishang fainted, and her breath of life is gradually weakening.

Ye Han is dead!

Looking at the young man who was pierced by the overlord gun in Murong Hetu's hand, amazing anger and sadness filled the world in the villa. Why did they work so hard? Why are you willing to make enemies with major sects and the giants of the underground world?

It was for him, for the young man, but now the young man left them and went to another world.

"Brother, the three-year period that Zhao Hengtian promised you hasn't come yet. How can you die? How can you leave us..." Zhao Hengtian looked up at the sky and roared, his eyes turned red, his fists clenched, and his fingernails were inserted into the meat.

"Brother!"

"Han Zi!"

"Leaf less!"

Shouts came out from heaven and earth. At this moment, the bloody men of tianlongwei couldn't help crying. The sadness and anger on their face filled the world. When their faith died, what's the significance of their fighting again?

From Hangzhou in East China to Xijiang, they destroyed Jiang Yutang and defeated the Tianzun society. From Xijiang to central China, they fought against Murong Hetu, the overlord of the south, and fought for half of the rivers and mountains in Central China. Over the past half a year, they stepped on one enemy after another and laid down the rivers and mountains.

But now, the young man who accompanied them to fight the country, devise strategies and have superior intelligence has gone.

This Phoenix Mountain has become his Jedi!

Scenes belonging to Ye Han flashed through the minds of tianlongwei, Zhao Hengtian and others. Their faces looked a little painful and sad.

"Ah, impossible? Why is it like this? I haven't personally told you that you are the son of my madman. You can't die. Die for me. My Madman's son is dead, and you all have to be buried. Die for death..." crazy, full of madness, was released from the madman at this moment. The Xuanyuan sword representing justice seemed to become a sword of killing God at the moment, Killing heaven and earth, crazy madmen are very terrible. Four Northeast tigers were killed and fled.

At this moment, the war between heaven and earth ended because of the madman's words, staring at the madman and ye Han who had no voice.

Ye Han, is he the son of a madman?

Vibration, indescribable vibration flashed in everyone's heart. If so, now ye Han is dead, how many people can bear the madman's crazy revenge?

Not only madmen, but also the Ji family, the first family in China, the hidden family with Xuanyuan blood. Even the first ancient martial school like Shaolin should be careful.

Ye Han is dead and the madman is angry. Next, I'm afraid that both Chinese black and white will cause an uproar. That process will definitely be bloody and crazy!

If ye Han is not the son of a madman, then ye Han is dead, and the madman is only angry at most. However, at the moment, he personally says that ye Han is his son. This kind of joke madman won't joke casually.

Why did he try so hard to help Ye Han? At this moment, there is an answer, because they are the relationship between father and son.

Murong Hetu's heart trembled. He thought he had solved everything by killing Ye Han, but he provoked a more powerful enemy. The madman wanted to destroy Murong mountain villa and waved his hand.

At the moment, after hearing the madman's words, the dirty old Taoist priest and Huangfu Qitian's faces were moved.

Ye Han, son of madman!

On the other hand, Taoist priest yuxu chose to intervene after all. No one could stop his appearance. Jiu kongzhi was so frightened that he peed in his ass and threw down a bundle of fairy rope and ran away. Finally, Taoist priest yuxu got a bundle of fairy rope, and the holy beast white tiger also ran away. I don't know where he went?

The war in the villa has stopped except for the madman who chased and killed the four Northeast tigers.

The man went crazy. It was terrible. The four Northeast tigers were badly beaten and fled everywhere.

"Although the boy died, the holy beast also escaped. It's a pity!"

The main sects sighed. This time, they did useless work. They didn't get anything except killing Ye Han, but lost many experts.

"Go!"

People began to leave the villa. There was no need to stay here. The madman was crazy. If the fire burned himself, no one dared to think about the consequences.

Soon, except ye Han, there was only Taoist priest yuxu left in the whole villa. People from all forces fled and left. The madman had no vent and stopped. He looked at the void and looked dull. He didn't chase. His son was finally found. They haven't recognized each other, but now they are separated by Yin and Yang. Now, Even if he kills everyone in the world, can his son rise again?

However, even so, he will still do what he should do. Today, who caused their father and son to be separated from Yin and Yang and unable to recognize each other. In the future, he will let everyone go to the funeral.

In the villa, looking at the silent young man lying on the ground, the sad atmosphere filled the world. At the moment, it is difficult for them to believe that the young man who will never give up and never fall in the face of difficulties is dead.

In this silence, the slovenly old Taoist walked in, and he looked at the people and said; "Come on, the boy's life is not so cheap. Lord Yan dare not accept it."

Hearing this, their eyes moved one after another, and everyone was like grasping a life-saving straw, staring at the sloppy old Taoist priest tightly.

"Taoist Xiao, is what you said true? My son is not dead yet?" at this time, the madman who was hurt alone appeared in front of the sloppy Taoist priest like a gust of wind. The smell of terror enveloped him. As long as the sloppy Taoist priest dared to say no, it seemed as if he would start.

"Ji family boy, I Xiao Qingshan is the answer. I said he didn't die if he didn't die, but he still needs a baptism to get rid of the change." after that, the dirty old Taoist's eyes fell on Ye Han. He has calculated for ye Han that he will die and be reborn. You face the world.

Since it is king in the world, ye Han certainly won't leave his life here.

At the moment, all eyes stared at Ye Han lying on the ground. Is he really not dead? Murong Hetu's shot pierced Ye Han's heart!

However, under the gaze of the surrounding eyes, wonderful changes have taken place in Ye Han's body. A flame slowly emerges from his chest. In this flame, it seems that there is a giant bird. Then, the giant bird turns into a dazzling red light to cover Ye Han.

The next moment, ye Han's body was covered by fire, and the raging flame burned on his body, as if it would never go out.

Seeing here, the sloppy old Taoist took a sip of wine, and a smile appeared on his face. The sacred animal rosefinch finally played its role!