In the ninth double ninth heaven, everything is at peace. Han Yu and Qi Tianxia lay on the ground without moving for a long time. After a while, the nine suns suddenly shot beams of light at the same time, hitting Qi Tianxia. At the same time, a scroll fell from the sky and gently landed on Han Yu's body.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a powerful aura burst out from Han Yu's body, like a volcano erupting in an instant. Han Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and two terrifying beams of light shot out from his eyes.
The seal in his body was shattered by the terrifying shock just now, and his cultivation was restored to the realm of the first layer of the transformation wall in the later stage of the Martial Saint.
Immediately, Han Yu's injuries recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Han Yu sat up, and the scroll on him rolled to the ground.
"What is this?" Han Yu picked up the scroll curiously.
"It's just me and Qi Tianxia, Qi Tianxia is already in a coma, who gave me the scroll?" Han Yu looked around suspiciously.
"Could it be a gift from Yangtianjie?" Han Yu thought, and slowly opened the scroll with curiosity.
On the scroll, there is a lot of ancient red text, which turned out to be a supernatural power, called Cang Mingzhi, which is a kind of high-level supernatural power of heaven.
Han Yu was overjoyed. The high-level supernatural powers of the heavens are the strongest supernatural powers under the supernatural powers of the extreme Tao. They are stronger than the ancient forces. They are very limited, and they are all secrets that are not passed on, so that Han Yu broke through to the late stage of Wusheng. When he was in the first layer of the transformation wall, he only cultivated a magical power called the Lion King Fist.
This kind of supernatural power was acquired by a master of Yaochi Sacred Palace inadvertently in an ancient ruin. Although the technique is novel, it is not suitable for Han Yu. And he had no choice at all. Although there are three high-level supernatural powers in the Yaochi Holy Palace, it is impossible to pass it on to Han Yu.
The high-level supernatural power of the sky is the trump card of an ancient force, and it is also the trump card of Han Yu.
Han Yu carefully watched the content on the scroll, and after reading it, he was even more overjoyed. Cang Ming's finger is not only a fingering method that is very suitable for Han Yu, but its power is even higher than that of the Lion King's Fist. Only the masters of the fifth stage of the wall of the Martial Saint can cultivate, and the following people can't bear the backlash brought by the Cang Mingzhi.
But Han Yu doesn't need to worry about this, his physical body is not weaker than that of ordinary Wu Sheng's late stage transformation wall five-layer people, and he can practice.
Han Yu put away the scroll, ready to deprive Qi of Qi of energy.
Suddenly, a strange force came, pulling Han Yu.
"When the time is up, the Yangtian Secret Realm will automatically send people out." Han Yu took out the Qitian armor like a lightning, put it on his body, and hid his cultivation in the mid-stage of Wusheng.
"Swish!"
Han Yu and Qi Tianxia disappeared into the Yangtian Realm at the same time.
At the same time, people from all over the Yangtian Secret Realm were teleported out.
Outside, the figures flickered for a while, endlessly.
Han Yu and Qi Tianxia appeared in the same area, and in an instant, two gases returned to Han Yu's body, it was the black dragon and Yun Taixu. Han Yu didn't want people to see that Yun Taixu had become his incarnation.
There were many people on the scene, but everyone's eyes still found Han Yu and Qi Tianxia for the first time. Seeing that Han Yu was standing, Qi Tianxia was lying unconscious on the ground, everyone's heartstrings trembled violently in an instant.
"I didn't expect Han Yu to win the first place in the end!"
"Swallowing the demon body, invincible system, he won the first place, in fact, we should have thought of it long ago."
Many people feel that it is both unexpected and reasonable.
"I said that Han Yu will win the first place. He is a veritable first genius of all ethnic groups!"
"It can be compared to the existence of the emperor when he was young, and his future achievements are limitless."
"The Swallowing Demon Body has reached its culmination, and it is not a weak Emperor Wu!"
Many people looked at Han Yu with hot eyes, and they all wanted to win over Han Yu.
The people of the Supreme Holy Land checked the whole world and found that there was no danger to their lives. They looked at Han Yu with a bit of gratitude. In their opinion, Han Yu had absolute strength to kill Qi Tianxia, but he didn't, it should be because of the face of the Supreme Holy Land.
But among the crowd, there are also people with bad intentions, especially those from the Demon Sect, Yuxu Holy Palace and Fengyun Holy Land. The murderous intent was not concealed, and it became more and more terrifying, causing the sky to change color and making the lively scene quiet in an instant.
"Han Yu, as a man of righteousness, but killing innocents indiscriminately, what's the difference between you and a demon?" Lin Zhengjun shouted angrily.
Everyone stopped talking and looked this way. Those who stood between Lin Zhengjun and Han Yu could not help but move away.
The murderous aura on Lin Zhengjun's body rushed towards Han Yu like a blade, but he couldn't get close to Han Yu's body at all. Han Yu looked at Lin Zhengjun calmly and said coldly, "Which one of your eyes saw me killing innocent people indiscriminately?"
Lin Zhengjun was suffocated by the question. After Lin Daoxuan was killed, he directly thought that it was Han Yu killed, so he was preconceived.
"Xuanwu watched you kill Hun Qianfan with your own eyes. Are you still killing innocent people? Holy Master Ling, I hope the Supreme Holy Land can give us justice!" Hun Guye said in a low voice.
"Are Xuanwu's eyes blind?" Han Yu scolded unceremoniously.
Xuan Wu, who was on the side, stared at him with rage, but was stopped by his own master and could not speak up.
"You still dare to argue?" Hun Guye pointed at Han Yu and shouted.
Han Yu said indifferently: "First of all, I didn't kill Soul Qian Fan, and secondly, even if I killed Soul Qian Fan, what would happen. The competition in the Ten Thousand Clan Conference will inevitably be damaged. You can't afford to lose?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao took out Hun Qianfan's head, spun it against the golden horn, and said in a milky voice, "Look here, Hun Qianfan isn't dead yet."
Seeing Hun Qianfan's head being treated like a toy by the little horns, the demons' lungs would explode in an instant.
"Bring it!"
Soul Lonely grabbed Xiaojiao.
At this moment, a wonderful figure appeared quietly, Chen Mengyao slapped it out, and patted Hun Guye's palm back.
"Is this a place where you can commit murder?" Chen Mengyao said coldly, with a sense of domineering invisibility. It actually caused many overlord-level characters to feel their hearts tremble.
Chen Mengyao, who was at the seventh level of Lotus Transformation in the middle of Wu Sheng, could already be on an equal footing with the overlord-level characters present.
"Saint Yaochi, what do you mean?" Soul Guye jumped up and down, was blocked by a junior, and still scolded him so much, he just felt very embarrassed.
Chen Mengyao glanced at Soul Guye, didn't speak, didn't look at it at all, and even made Soul Guye so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, and smoke grew in the seven apertures.
"Everyone, the Ten Thousand Races Conference aims to promote the peaceful coexistence of all races and create a great world. Han Yu defeated Hun Qianfan without saying, and even took down Hun Qianfan's head as a toy. This is a blatant provocation to the Demon Sect. Insults run counter to the purpose of the Ten Thousand Clan Conference. If this happens, the world will once again fall into the flames of war between the righteous and the devil. Han Yu will be the culprit. Are you here willing to watch him bring the great peace Prosperity, is it ruined?" Yun Daoyuan's gloomy voice sounded.