Chapter 1413, greetings

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Ye Duoduo's eyes were fixed on those pupils.

Just a rapidly enlarging dark palm.

After a while, his eyes were focused, and without any hesitation, the green wood beast fire was activated, lingering around his fist.

One move of soul power is activated.

"boom--"

The punch hit the black palm very accurately. The extremely hot temperature directly caused thick smoke to erupt from the palm of your hand.

Facing the wood beast fire, the Yellow Sea's dark and rich soul energy was corrosive, but had no effect at all.

The strong collision brought up a powerful and rich soul energy, which spread instantly and directly rushed away the nearby big trees and broke them in half.

The ground was a mess.

"Oh--"

"It's the Yanyan Spiritual Fire!"

The fist-palm fighting lasted for a while, and Huang Hai's expression changed.

Staggering steps.

Deng Deng Deng Deng——

Back quickly. The rich soul energy in the body surged, and a wisp of green flame, which was the wood beast fire, was forced out from the palm of his hand.

Huang Hai looked at the flame, and his face gradually became gloomy.

Ye Duoduo grasped the Nine-turn Soul Iron, put it in his luggage, and glanced at Huang Hai.

"It's not the Yan Yan Spirit Fire, but the fire source wood animal fire."

This man's soul power level is indeed strong.

But, for him, it was not a deterrent.

Although the gloomy and rich soul energy is strange, facing the source of Yanyan Spirit Fire, the wood beast fire is suppressed, and it is very miserable.

In a fierce soul battle, there is only a 70% certainty that this person's soul can be defeated, his soul injured, and it is impossible to destroy his soul.

"hey-hey--"

Huang Hai smiled sinisterly.

Looking at Nian Zhou Xiang and the others. The figure retreated and fell into the clouds.

A voice slowly came out.

"Why--"

"It turns out that he is a boy who is valued by Long Yan. He does have strong soul power."

"Today's soul battle is over. We'll see you at the Longchi Lingtai."

"At that time, it will depend on your soul power level, whether you can advance to the top ten!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Ye Duoduo couldn't help but sneer as he looked at the place where the Yellow Sea disappeared.

"snort--"

"As expected of an inner disciple of the Four Pavilions Faction, a magician with a soul power level of forty-two or above, who dares to say such cruel words!"

Huang Ying looked at the fierce battle of souls, and in just one round, she was defeated and injured, forcing Huang Hai to retreat.

There was a look of astonishment in her beautiful eyes.

Huang Hai is one of the younger generation among the inner disciples of You Pavilion. He has a great reputation and is an almost rare six-wheeled soul ring magician.

He is passionate about fighting souls by nature, and his talent and potential for cultivating soul power and martial arts are extraordinary.

The soul power increases rapidly, relying on the power of You Pavilion. Normally, he always likes to provoke the magic master to fight for souls, sometimes defeating or injuring other people's souls.

Therefore, those demon masters were afraid of Tanyou Pavilion's powerful power and did not dare to harm or destroy his soul.

In this way, the reputation of Huanghai is getting bigger and bigger.

Naturally, there is no doubt about Huang Hai's soul power level.

Huang Ying did not expect that Ye Duoduo's fierce spirit fighting in one round would frighten Huang Hai, a man who was passionate about spirit fighting, into defeat and injury, and scare him away.

Ye Duoduo looked at Huang Ying's shocked look, turned his eyes to Zhou Xiang and the others not far away, and gave a faint shout.

"Get out of here!"

Zhou Xiang and the other two people hurriedly struggled to get up from the ground, feeling a bit like a state of universal amnesty, and fled in confusion.

Because Huang Haihun was defeated, they had completely lost their confidence in provoking Ye Duoduo to fight the soul.

This illustrious Huang Hai has been defeated and wounded. Who do they think they are?

A magician with such a level of soul power must be a demon master. Does he dare to provoke a soul fight?

"call--"

Ye Duoduo breathed out lightly.

Turned around and looked at Huang Ying.

For a moment, I didn’t know what to say?

At that time, the atmosphere became somewhat silent and awkward.

Huang Ying didn't speak either. She gently stroked the soft hair of the demon marten with her jade hands and lowered her eyelids slightly.

"cough--"

"Ahem——"

"you you--"

"You also went to Qilianshan Longchi?"

The atmosphere was silent for a while, then Ye Duoduo coughed a few times, broke the routine and spoke first.

"yes!"

"My soul power level is not high. I'm afraid it's still a little difficult to get the top ten places?"

"However, since you are here, let's consider it a life experience!"

Huang Ying nodded slightly and spoke in a low voice.

Ye Duoduo rubbed his hands and suddenly became a little restrained.

After hesitating for a while, he said.

"You, you, why did you come alone?"

"Why did you come here alone?"

Huang Ying caressed the devil's jade hand, stopped for a moment, raised her beautiful eyes, and stared at Ye Duoduo.

"Master is in seclusion to cultivate his soul power. Before he comes out of seclusion, I will come out on my own and travel alone in the Qilian Mountains!"

"How have you been these past few years?"

Ye Duoduo's eyes looked a little confused.

Huang Ying smiled.

"hehe--"

"Do you want to ask about Master's situation?"

Huang Ying's body stiffened slightly unnoticeably.

Ye Duoduo breathed out gently.

"Is she okay?"

Huang Ying's beautiful eyes looked slightly dim and she nodded.

"Master is very good."

"Then, then she is in Dongzhou Continent, in the Northern Territory?"

Ye Duoduo asked again.

There was a little more warmth in Ye Duoduo's voice. In my mind, the scene when we parted suddenly came to mind.

The back figure was sad and struggling.

Regardless of whether it was right or wrong at the beginning, which side was it?

In the end, the Kunshan sect was truly wounded and destroyed by Ye Duoduo, and was disbanded.

Hanshuang is the leader of the Kunshan Sect. Even if he doesn't avenge his sect's destruction and his soul-destroying master, he will probably still have the gnashing hatred in his heart, which will always be a scar deep in his heart.

Hanshuang shouldn't run away, and she couldn't provoke Ye Duoduo to fight.

After all, because of what happened, she couldn't face the reality, so she had no choice but to leave the big talk empire where she had lived for many years, and wandered in a foreign land.

When Ye Duoduo thought about this, he seemed to feel an inexplicable distress in his heart.

Hanshuang was not wrong from the beginning. The mistake lay in the positions of both parties.

In fact, from the beginning, her soul was hurt in the hands of the most important person, it was her inner soul.

Wandering in a foreign land for so many years. A female streamer with a high level of soul power still suffered a lot.

Huang Ying's questions about Ye Duoduo also arose because of her, and she chose to remain silent.

"When I left, Master told me not to tell anyone about her whereabouts. Especially you."

Ye Duoduo was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly.

"This girl, when she is jealous, her personal grievances and hatred will never be erased. The deep resentment will be stored in her heart forever!"

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. As long as she is fine!"

Ye Duoduo sighed and shook his head.

The emotion in her heart had long been cleared away, and she smiled at Huang Ying.

"Hehehehe——"

"I will also go to Qilian Mountain Longchi. If you go there too, we will go together."

"Then, will I be a drag on you?"

Huang Ying's beautiful eyes were slightly bright, looking a little worried.

"No, no."

"oh--"

"Besides, I'm not familiar with Qilianshan Longchi at all. You at least know something about it."

"To be honest, if I'm with you, maybe I'll save a lot of worry!"

Ye Duoduo waved his hand.

"Oh well!"

Huang Ying's jade hand gently stroked the snow-white magic marten, hesitated for a moment, and nodded gently.