Chapter 547: Eight-Winged Envoy

"Ye Han is promoted!"

The unchanged voice suddenly sounded in Ye Han's ears, at this moment, the space of the ring has been restored to its original state, the blood color has completely disappeared, and the light of Qingming shines down, and the warm temperature makes people feel comfortable.

"If there is no killing, this is definitely an ideal place to cultivate!"

Ye Han looked at the blue sky and said softly, I don't know what Lu Dao was sighing.

Looking at the lower part of the body, he could clearly see that a deep wound was going down from the shoulder to the body, almost across half of his body, the blood was slowly flowing down, and the pale bones were clearly visible, however, there was no expression of pain on Ye Han's face, as if the wound was not on his body.

In fact, although Jondilos was enchanted, he was still the top powerhouse of the fifth-rank supreme realm, and when Ye Han slashed the opponent away with a sword, the counterattack before death also caused Ye Han to be seriously injured.

Swish!

The golden light came as promised, shining on Ye Han's body, and the warm feeling was like a mother's embrace, which made people addicted.

In fact, this feeling is a bit too luxurious for Ye Han, since he was a child, he has never enjoyed this feeling, until he was strong enough, he shocked the first family in Zhongzhou in one fell swoop, and then took his mother back.

Just under Ye Han's calm gaze, the surging gold surged on Ye Han's body, covering the wound, quickly repairing, and after a while, the blood stopped, and the flesh and blood turned out healed quickly, gradually restoring the original appearance of the skin.

Buzzing!

In the dantian, the eight star seals slowly rotated, like the stars in the universe, under the traction of some mysterious force, they quickly rotated, surrounding a position, slowly rotating.

Again, the vague position before gradually became clear. It was as if a star mark was about to be formed. And under the traction of the mysterious force, the mysterious force gradually became clear, flowed out of the dantian, ran all over the body, and slowly strengthened.

This kind of change can't be seen clearly with the naked eye, even if it is a huge divine thought like Ye Han, he can only feel the differentiation, but he knows very well that this transformation doesn't seem too obvious. is pushing his body to another level.

"Is this the power of creation? It's amazing......

After waking up from his meditation, Ye Han felt the changes in his body for the first time, and his already strong body was completed in a blink of an eye, seemingly after thousands of years.

However, this kind of law is fundamentally different from the power of those laws that Ye Han has come into contact with. Even if it is a strong law of space, in front of him, it is nothing. Of course, this is just a feeling. After all, Ye Han has not yet gained a trace of the power of creation, and its true effect can only be fully displayed at the moment when it is obtained.

……

With the end of a round. The number of people in front of the Shengtian Palace has been reduced, and those who are not strong enough have been sent into the Endless God Domain. Of course, they were lucky, after all, they saved their lives at the last moment, while the remaining strong fell on the road of the last level.

That's right, that's how cruel it is!

No one can break the rules of survival of the fittest in nature, even if you are strong enough, you are still only a member of heaven and earth, unless you are qualified to break the power of this rule, jump out of the shackles of heaven and earth, and become the supreme of heaven and earth!

However, so far, Ye Han has never seen such a strong person, even if the golden skeleton, with countless gods and demon slaves, is still bound by the rules of heaven and earth, sealed in the golden hall for a long time, knowing that Ye Han and they arrived, it was only when they came to break it!

Rumble!

Suddenly, Ye Han's cold hair exploded, a bad thought came to his face, his face turned cold, he looked up, but found that at some point, a pair of arrogant but indifferent eyes were looking down at him.

"Jondilos, where is he?!"

As if interrogating, the indifferent voice that overlooked the top rang in Ye Han's ears, and the feeling was as if he was looking at a lowly slave, with the majesty of the superior.

It's a pity that Ye Han is not his subordinate, he glanced at him lightly, and a faint voice sounded.

"I can stand here, what do you think?!"

The unreserved feeling of disgust surged up, and it could be clearly felt even ten feet away, the majestic eyes of the eight-winged angel shot out a furious killing machine, and the cold sight was like a raging storm, surging suddenly.

In an instant, in the space, it seemed that a hideous giant beast had emerged, with a bloody mouth and Sen Han's teeth, biting down towards Ye Han.

This is a manifestation of momentum, turning into a terrifying beast, which can destroy a person's mind without a sound.

In fact, momentum is an ethereal and traceless thing, and when the strength is weak, it is a display of strength, but when the realm reaches a considerable level, this invisible existence, with the support of a huge amount of force, becomes a tangible substance.

Roar!

Above the illusory space, a hideous and terrifying beast showed a mouth full of fangs, and its bloody mouth seemed to be like a black hole, which could engulf a piece of space, and naturally Ye Han could not be spared.

Boom!

At the time when the darkness was infinitely expanding, and the blood basin mouth was about to devour the space, above the space around Ye Han, the cold air overflowed, the sword was unsheathed, and the flying sword qi turned into a silver storm, rolling from the bottom up.

Buzzing!

The storm of sword qi suddenly rose, like a silver dragon, roaring in the sky, and the hideous dragon head loomed in the center of the storm, as if it would roar out of it at any time. The silver sword qi built up cold scales, each scale exuded a suffocating chill, and the sharp smell filled the air and filled the entire space.

Recite!

The roaring voice shocked the void, and the dragon roared like a sword qi, and in an instant, it slashed through the void, and the hideous dragon head showed the supreme majesty of the strongest race in the universe.

With a heaven-shattering dragon roar, it roared out, and its swimming body, exuding the smell of sword intent, swung its tail and swooped away.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, the space was torn in half, and the originally clear picture was shattered in an instant.

"Huh?!" The eight-winged angel's face changed, as if he didn't expect that the ant-like existence in front of him would actually block his attack, and in the low voice, the perfect face showed a trace of solemnity.

As soon as he came into contact, he felt that although the realm of the human race in front of him was not the top, the kind of sword intent that was enough to split the space could occupy a place here.

"Damn, Jondilos didn't tell the truth!" "There was a pang of anger in his heart, in his eyes, Jondilus was just a subordinate, dispensable, but he was ashamed of the feeling of being deceived.

However, when his eyes fell on Ye Han again, the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger, maybe Jondilos should die, but he didn't allow an ant-like human to threaten him, and he was still a strong man with unlimited potential.

Whew!

Ye Han's gaze did not give in, his sharp gaze turned into a sharp sword intent, and the depths of his dark eyes turned into the appearance of the Five Elements Sword Intent, and the sharp sword light turned his eyes into a sea of sword qi, which looked as if ten thousand swords were condensed, a kind of murderous aura, surging in the air.

Two sharp rays of light resounded in mid-air, constantly colliding, emitting a trace of sparks, and the sound of collision echoed in front of Shengtian Palace.

There are only less than twenty people left, each of them is the most powerful elite, and after being carefully selected by thousands of powerful philosophers, there are only the lucky ones left.

It is no exaggeration to say that everyone here is the most genius existence in the plane. Even a genius like Ye Han, who has completed the thousand-year path of others in just a hundred years, does not dare to say that he is the top among them, which shows how strong the people left behind.

Now, it is finally about to reach the final end, as long as it goes through a round, the winner will be able to harvest the coveted ninety-ninth star seal, and the star seal array will evolve into the power of creation, which is the goal of every strong person.

At this moment, the unexpected collision of the two powerhouses made everyone feel a little excited. You must know that injuries in the ring can be saved, but in the battle in front of Shengtian Palace, there will be no such treatment.

Once the two of them make a move, it will definitely be a volcano hitting the earth fiercely, and then maybe one person will be defeated, or two people may be injured, no matter what the situation is, it will definitely be beneficial to everyone, and it is natural to hope that the conflict can happen.

Under a strange atmosphere, a pair of eyes stared here, scanning the two figures, the essence of light flickering, but they didn't know what Lu Dao's heart was heading towards.

The eight-winged angel looked at Ye Han indifferently, and after a long time, he said coldly: "Apolis, remember this name, you will die under my hands!"

The voice of indifference, the strong smell of forest filled the air, and when the words fell, Apolis turned back sharply and walked into the distance, his face extremely proud, like a proud rooster, as if nothing could make him bow his head.

"My name is Ye Han, and I look forward to meeting you again!"

A voice filled with sword intent suddenly sounded from behind him, and the sharp tone was as if a sharp sword had suddenly pierced into the body, making people's bodies cold.

Apolis paused, a layer of frost hung on his perfect face, like a cold mask, a trace of noble and indifferent chills bloomed from the corners of his mouth, and the stopped steps stepped away again, and continued to walk forward!

At the same time, Ye Han looked at the distant background, his face had returned to calm, and he didn't say anything more, but he knew very well that from today onwards, another arrogant angel had been added to his hostile ranks.

A battle quietly came to an end, and the Katsutengu Palace returned to calm.

A day later, the mysterious voice sounded again.

"The last battle, ready to start!"

…… (To be continued......)