Violent Bull Demon

The majesty and terror of the holy powerhouse is extremely terrifying. As soon as that breath appeared, it seemed like the sky was falling apart, like the end of the world. Under the pressure, I couldn't help trembling. .

Although the semi-holy realm is infinitely close to the saint-level realm, it seems that there is only a difference of one level, but the gap is as big as heaven and earth, and there is no comparison at all.

In fact, the powerhouses in the semi-holy realm in the world are a hundred times stronger than the saint-level powerhouses, and if the existence of the Void Secret Energy Dao realm is added, the ratio may even reach a very considerable level.

As far as Ye Han's ability is concerned, it is not difficult to kill a strong man in the semi-sacred realm. Even if several strong men in the semi-sacred realm unite, they cannot break through the blockade of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons.But if he is facing a former saint level, even if it is a strong man who has just entered the holy level, he has no way to block it.

After experiencing the baptism of the ancient Sea God Temple, Ye Han's strength can already defeat the existence of the junior holy level, but he can't kill it at all.After all, to be promoted to the realm of the holy level is to transcend the ordinary form and reach a more advanced level. The comprehension of the realm of heaven and earth is quite advanced. If you drive it at will, you can release the terrifying power of rules, tearing Splitting the void and breaking through the blockade is not so easy to kill.

The holy ancestor is already the most powerful existence in the world, representing the power of the world's pinnacle.Although there are even more powerful ancient giants in the legendary realm, and even terrifying superior existences that are as terrifying as gods, the existence behind these hidden scenes is illusory, and the holy rank represents the most powerful peak in the minds of ordinary people.

Therefore, although the main hall is full of semi-holy realm powerhouses, under the pressure of the holy level, they feel a kind of majesty from the soul, which makes people feel boundless pressure.

"Holy patriarch, I, Lao Niu, didn't mean to offend. It's just that this bird is looking for trouble. I just can't understand Lao Niu!" Although Hengot's heart was full of excitement and passion for fighting, but in the presence of the holy-level powerhouse Under the coercion, it was like a basin of cold water poured down from the head, submerging the fiery heart in an instant, the head said in a low and respectful manner.

After all, under the wrath of a saint-level powerhouse, it is not something that semi-holy-level powerhouse can bear.

"Honorable ancestor, this vulgar tauren, slandered Kuntian Dapeng's blood, and I ask the ancestor to rule!" Cold, with a hint of conspiracy in his tone.

"Um?!"

The high-altitude voice suddenly changed, like a storm, sweeping through the hall, rumbling thunder accompanied by dark clouds, like a mountain pressing down from the sky, the bull-headed Hengot's body froze suddenly, and the surrounding air suddenly condensed, as if countless The chain tied him there tightly, and even his expression froze.

In the hall, there was a dead silence. No one would have thought that Borg Pengdi, who is known as the "Son of Blood Peng", would be so despicable.

For a moment, there was a trace of pity in everyone's eyes. You must know that this is the territory of the Tianpeng clan of the Kuntian Dapeng bloodline of the sky spirit clan.As for Ye Han, he was habitually forgotten by everyone.After all, a person in the realm of the Void Mystic Energy Dao, even if the former saint-level person sneezes, it may be wiped out. Even without the holy-level tentacles, the half-holy-level Xuepeng Son can tear it into pieces.

Excited yet full of hatred, he stared at Ye Han with a sneer, his blade-like eyes seemed to be planning to change the criminal law to completely vent the anger in his heart.

However, when everyone pessimistically thought that Hengot was doomed, only Ye Han had a calm face, with silver brilliance shining from the depths of his dark eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Along the way, Ye Han has encountered many disasters. Saint-level powerhouses are no longer considered the most powerful existences. Ancient giants in the legendary realm, emperor-level overlords, and gods and demons have all encountered them more or less. He's just a strong man who has just entered the holy level, but he can't stop Ye Han's explosive power.

The hidden aura slowly oscillated, and without outsiders noticing, the dark eyes gradually turned into a piece of silver.

Half black, half silver, like a half-moon moon, exuding a strange but terrifying and majestic aura, as if it would erupt at any time with a terrifying force like a landslide and an earth-shattering destruction.

"It's just a dispute between the juniors, why bother to make a big fuss and lower your identity to intervene in it!"

In the dead silence, the old voice sounded slowly, and the seemingly calm words seemed to carry an unimaginable majesty. The aura of the holy-level powerhouse just now was swept away in an instant, and the hall No longer so depressed.

Whoosh!

He took a heavy breath, exhaled strong white air, and sprayed it out along the wide nostrils. Hengot's face relaxed slightly, as if he had unloaded a heavy mountain, and his breathing became calm, but his face remained the same. It was dignified, obviously having a lot of scruples about the existence of the holy level.

In the main hall, everyone was full of doubts. How did they think that the tauren, who were originally at an absolute disadvantage, suddenly appeared with a big backer, who was also a terrifying existence at the holy level, and instantly reversed the balance of strength, allowing the two sides to restore equality again. degree.At the same time, my heart was uneasy, with a kind of panic.

If two semi-holy realm powerhouses fight, as long as they try their best to avoid it, they will not receive any impact.But if it were two saint-level powerhouses fighting, I'm afraid they might be involved and suffer inexplicable attacks.Moreover, the entire city of Aka Banqiu may be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Anxiously waiting...

call!suck!call!suck……

Under the dead space, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

"Since your Excellency has spoken, so, this saint will let them go! If next time, hmph..."

After a long while, when the tense atmosphere was unbearable for everyone, the high-ranking voice of the saint-level powerhouse came again from the depths of the city lord's mansion. Before the words fell, the coercion was on the hall, like the terrible majesty of the doomsday , faded away like a tide, and the boulder pressing on everyone's heads disappeared in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help showing a relaxed look.

An argument that almost turned into a fight, but it ended strangely and abruptly. The steps of the development of the matter were too fast, and it ended in an instant before everyone could react.When everyone came back to their senses, they were a little puzzled, especially the retreat of the Kuntian Dapeng holy-level powerhouse at the end, which was somewhat incomprehensible.

After all, in their eyes, the high-ranking saint-level powerhouses have always been extremely noble existences. No one or any power can change the majesty of the saint-level ancestors.

However, there are also some people who faintly feel that the old voice that appeared last seems to come from a more terrifying saint-level powerhouse. The saint-level powerhouse chose to avoid it, perhaps because he was afraid of the strength of the mysterious figure.

Even the tauren Hungot was at a loss. He didn't understand why a saint-level powerhouse came forward to help them. His voice hidden treasures, which seemed extremely mysterious, and he didn't reveal his true body. Just the power of his words made his opponent retreat. As if possessing an incomparably terrifying power.

Of course, the only one who knew clearly was Ye Han, the surging silver light quietly dissipated, and his deep eyes glanced at Di Boluia not far away without leaving a trace, only to see a flash of a smile.Obviously, he should be the one who shot just now.After all, with Ye Han's ability, he felt that this person was extremely mysterious, and the power he possessed was at least not comparable to that of ordinary saint-level powerhouses.

……

The banquet continued, and the hall resumed its excitement again. A lot of figures suddenly appeared beside the Tauren Hengot, greeting them warmly, with a 'sincere' smile on their faces, the degree of enthusiasm made Hengot bear it a little bit. Can't live.

Although he didn't know why a mysterious saint-level powerhouse would help him with his tentacles, Hengot suppressed his doubts very well.The figures approaching from all around, although this bull head is bold, but not stupid, he knows very well in his heart, nothing more than seeing a terrifying saint standing behind him, hoping to make some connections.

The Southland Continent is full of cruel natural laws. If you want to survive, you must have a strong power, or be attached to a strong power, otherwise you will be swallowed up cruelly, or die, or become a slave, and you will die soon!

The implicit hypocrisy made Ye Han frown. As he has no attachment to power, he naturally wouldn't like this kind of hypocritical banquet. He slowly withdrew from the crowd and walked towards a side door.

"What's the matter, leaving so soon?!"

Before the footsteps were taken, an old and familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Ye Han knew who was standing behind him without looking at him.

"Regardless of any race, as long as you have wisdom, you will learn cunning and lies, deceit and greed. This situation is the same everywhere." Ye Han said indifferently.

"The Southland Continent is shrouded in killing and chaos. Greed often becomes the original sin, lies and deceit become habits, and cunning becomes the heart. Such a race makes people feel hopeless!" Deborah's voice instantly became lonely. , the old expression was silent, and his heart seemed extremely restless.

Ye Han wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, so he just silently stared at the sky.

"Hehe, Xiao Niutou, what's your name, haven't you asked your name yet?" A sincere voice sounded from behind, Ye Han turned his head, and the shadow enveloped him like a hill, but he didn't feel the slightest pressure. kindred friendliness.

"Call me Ye Han!"

... (To be continued.)