Dan King Zhang Ming was in the main hall, walking back and forth.
After a long time, the mood gradually calmed down, and a deep voice spoke.
"Let me tell you casually, Ye Duoduo has returned to the Dahua Empire from Nanzhou Continent."
Ye Duoduo's name is indeed charming, like a magnetic attraction. She closed her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming smiled a little self-deprecatingly.
"Hey Hey--"
"I have been famous for many years in Zhongzhou Continent, but I am not as good as a little kid!"
"Hi--"
"Don't be too happy. Ye Duoduo returned to the Dahua Empire, brought back many magicians from weak areas, and also joined and formed alliances with a large number of powerful sect figures. Then he went to Kunshan to provoke a fierce soul battle against the Kunshan sect."
"Have you ever thought that the Kunshan Sect's soul power level today is not as good as that of the past? Even Han Biao's soul power level is about to break through the bottleneck and become a demon immortal master with an eight-round soul ring."
"What is the level of Ye Duoduo's soul power? After three years of training in Nanzhou Continent, a place of weak territory, how much has his soul power level increased? Is it possible that Han Biao's soul will be defeated?"
"This time, if you provoke the Kunshan faction to fight the spirit, you will definitely lose your soul. If you encounter Han Biao fighting the spirit again, is there any chance of escape?"
"So, soon, Ye Duoduo will be completely wiped out in Kunshan and disappear forever in the Dahua Empire."
Alchemy King Zhang Ming said lightly. .
"When the time comes, Ye Duoduo will leave his soul bones and Mingdu will arrest his soul body. How can you still feel at ease? Just forget about that doll!"
Although Han Shuang's pretty face showed calmness, the delicate hands in her sleeves were already tightly clasped. Many complicated emotions flashed through her lowered beautiful eyes.
As Zhang Ming said, the Kunshan Sect's soul power level has been strengthened. Hanshuang knows everything.
Because of this, Ye Duoduo went to Kunshan again and provoked a fierce soul fight. No matter how many powerful figures from the sect joined forces to fight for souls, they could not harm or destroy the Kunshan sect. They could only destroy themselves.
Mentally sensing the increase in soul energy in Ye Duoduo's body, he imagined that after three years, he would work hard to cultivate his soul power. With his talent and potential, how could a demon master with four soul rings compare with Han Biao, who had several soul rings? Can the gap still provoke a spirit fight?
If Ye Duoduo really provokes the Kunshan faction to fight for souls, there will only be one end.
The soul is destroyed.
Hanshuang couldn't help but show a kind of anxiety on her pretty face when she thought of this.
"Ye Duoduo is really a stoner. He knows full well that he will provoke the Kunshan faction to fight fiercely, just like facing a tiger, but he still shows off his strength and wants to go to Kunshan again to provoke a spirit fight."
"Wouldn't it mean that one's own soul would destroy one's own soul?"
"well--"
"Three years ago, I went to Kunshan for the second time and luckily escaped soul injury and death."
"This time, go to Kunshan again..."
"well--"
"I'm afraid I can only destroy Kunshan with my soul!"
Zhang Ming looked directly at Hanshuang. The anxiety on her pretty face was clearly visible to him. A kind of nameless anger appears even stronger.
Zhang Ming has never seen Hanshuang's worries like this before.
"Kunshan Soul Fighting, Mingdu must be present. When the time comes, Ye Duoduo's soul will be destroyed, leaving behind his soul bones, but his soul body will be detained by Mingdu. Do you still have to get him?"
"It's better to forget about him earlier!"
"well--"
Zhang Ming frowned.
Hanshuang's pretty face fell into the cold again. He glanced at Zhang Ming and spoke in a cold voice.
"Kunshan Fighting Soul, even if he only leaves Ye Duoduo's soul bones, Hanshuang will take him away. None of this is your business."
"Hanshuang still says the same thing. If you treat Hanshuang as a friend, we will do it forever. If you want to forcefully covet my beauty, you will completely give up on this idea."
"There are many girls prettier than me in the world. Why do you waste your youth by pestering Hanshuang, a girl who doesn't like you?"
"Hum hum!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Okay, Hanshuang, you actually said that I am a man who is greedy for beauty."
Zhang Ming was so angry at Han Shuang's words that his face turned blue, he twitched and roared angrily.
"In these years, Zhang Ming has never been interested in other girls. He only cares too much about you. Don't you know my heart?"
"When you are the head of the Kunshan Sect, Zhang Ming will do his best to help you and stabilize the situation. He will never cry out in pain. Don't you still understand my heart? You are the one I admire in my heart. Girls.”
Hanshuang's pretty face with a touch of coldness slowly became softer when looking at the blushing Zhang Ming, and she just sighed softly.
"well--"
"Brother Zhang Ming, Hanshuang will never forget your help to Hanshuang. It's just that when it comes to love, you have to talk about fate and you can't force it. Ye Duoduo and I are not as simple as you think."
"Hey Hey--"
When Zhang Ming heard Han Shuang's tenderness, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand.
"snort--"
"I will think about this matter carefully."
"After the matter in Kunshan is completed, I will definitely ask Han Biao to remove the soul power seal for you. Then, you go, where will Zhang Ming accompany you?"
When Hanshuang saw this, he was really stubborn and annoying. He kept pestering him and just shook his head helplessly.
"Two days later, Ye Duoduo will definitely go to Kunshan again and provoke the Kunshan faction to fight for the soul. At that time, be careful about your image and don't offend Han Biao."
Alchemy King Zhang Ming murmured his words.
Hanshuang's pretty face changed color slightly, and she clenched her delicate hands again.
"It's getting late today, you should have a good rest. Zhang Ming won't disturb you."
Zhang Ming looked at the calm Han Shuang and sighed.
"well--"
Walked towards the door of the main hall.
Zhang Ming was about to go out when his footsteps suddenly stopped.
"Oh, by the way, as far as I know, the sect's forbidden area, the Deep Palace, has recently been filled with strong soul energy, which has rippled out. If your mental induction is good, you have been practicing soul power for three years, and your good disciple Huang Ying will... Out of seclusion."
Zhang Ming spoke without stopping, pushed open the door of the hall, walked straight out, and disappeared into the night.
The heavy door slowly closed.
Hanshuang's beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Ming, who was walking away and disappearing into the hall, with a look of astonishment.
After a while, a burst of joy gradually appeared in her beautiful eyes.
"Yinger, you are finally coming out of seclusion."
"You Shen Palace, but you have broken out of the gate of hell."
Extremely hot temperatures spread throughout the closed room, grilling it like a furnace.
The light snowy white and rich soul energy is the ice-condensed spiritual fire that relies on Chang Duo's soul body. Burning in the red alchemy furnace. Wandering around the room, lingering.
Ye Duoduo was in front of the alchemy furnace with a solemn expression, staring closely at the furnace.
The wood animal fire slowly rotates the elixir into its initial shape and slowly burns it.
Ye Duoduo activated his mental induction to control the heat, consistently controlling the temperature balance.
Steam over slow heat.
After half an hour, a strong scent of medicine gradually rose from the alchemy furnace.
Slightly rich soul energy fluctuations came from the alchemy furnace and hit the inner wall of the alchemy furnace hard, causing a low bell-like sound.
After a long while, Ye Duoduo smelled the aroma of medicine coming from the alchemy furnace. His eyes suddenly opened and he looked at the lid of the alchemy furnace, which fell off by itself. A round green pill flew out and was held in his hand.
