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Mengli used his toes to think and knew that what Han Yan was giving him was not anything good. He really wanted to say, "I don't want this big gift anymore. Please let me go back, okay?" He did not say anything, because he knew in his heart, even if he were to kneel down and beg for forgiveness, Han Yan would not let him go.

Even in his wildest dreams, Mengli would never have imagined that he would have met his end today, and that he would fall into the hands of an unknown nonnative cultivator. How could a man not bow his head under the eaves? Mengli secretly sighed in his heart, hoping that Han Yan would not kill him. Hence, he braced himself and asked: "Han Yan, what huge gift do you want to give me?"

Han Yan did not immediately answer his question, but said instead, "As an envoy of the God, you should have heard of Heart Drilling Ants before!"

Mengli was startled, of course he had heard of Heart Drilling Ants, it was just that he did not understand why Han Yan suddenly asked him that question, "Why are you asking this?"

Han Yan's mouth revealed a devilish smile, and said: "I want to give you a Heart Drilling Ant."

"Why did you send me the Heart Drilling Ant?" Mengli's heart thumped, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Han Yan had obviously guessed what Mengli was thinking, and laughed: "The Heart Drilling Ant can make a cultivator suffer a fate worse than death, this is the huge gift I have given you."

Mengli's expression changed again, became abnormally ugly. He unconsciously took a step back, and said with a trembling voice: "Han Yan, what are you trying to do?

Han Yan waved his hand and narrowed his eyes as he said, "Whether or not I will act recklessly will depend on your performance."

No matter how foolish Mengli was, he knew that Han Yan wanted to negotiate terms with him. Now that life and death was in Han Yan's hands, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and ask: "What exactly do you want?"

"I want your cultivation technique. If you give it to me, you can naturally die." Han Yan didn't waste any time and changed the topic, "If you don't give it to me, I don't mind letting you experience the feeling of wanting you to die."

Mengli was very clear about how powerful the Heart Drilling Ant was, but he was still a Divine Envoy after all. At most, ordinary Heart Drilling Ants would kill him, but it would not cause him to experience the feeling of wanting to die. Suddenly, Mengli thought about what Zhou Dong had said back then, and subconsciously asked: "Do you really have purple-winged ant emperor in your hands?"

"Yes, you can try." Han Yan squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

Mengli sucked in a cold breath. He believed that Han Yan had Heart Drilling Ants, but he did not believe that Han Yan had purple-winged ant emperor s. He said coldly: "Of course I want to try. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to betray the gods. After all, this cultivation level was given to him by his master.

Han Yan sighed, and said: "Looks like you can't see a coffin without tears, then I'll grant your wish!" As he said that, he patted the Universal Bag on his waist, and a purple flying ant flew out, floating above Han Yan's head, and releasing a buzzing sound. This flying ant had already evolved to the realm of a Six-winged flying ant, and it was the strongest purple-winged ant emperor among the Heart Drilling Ants.

Mengli's pupils shrank as he opened his mouth wide in shock, and he cried out involuntarily: "purple-winged ant emperor, you really have a purple-winged ant emperor?"

"See the coffin?" Han Yan laughed and said, "Have you shed tears?"

Mengli was on the verge of tears. He truly could not imagine how Han Yan could cultivate such a powerful existence like the purple-winged ant emperor. He gnashed his teeth and said: "Fine, fine, fine, I'll promise you that …" He did not want to live a life worse than death. If Han Yan really allowed the purple-winged ant emperor to attack his primordial spirit, he would still say it out if he could not endure the pain. Since he would have to say it sooner or later, at least he would not have to suffer the pain of death anymore.

Mengli took out a divine scroll from the Universal Bag and quickly recorded it down.

Just as Mengli was about to hand the divine scroll over to Han Yan, everyone who was not far away came to their senses. Bohr said in a stern voice, "Big Brother, you can't give the divine arts to him …"

Mengli glared at Bohr as he silently cursed in his heart: "It's not like you won't experience the taste of living a life worse than death. If the one being threatened by Han Yan was you, would you still say that? " After saying that, he suddenly thought of a sinister method, and sighed: "Second brother, I do not want to give this technique to him, but you have seen it for yourself, he is only interested in my Space divine abilities technique, if he is interested in your method, would you give it to him?"

Mengli knew he could not resist, but he had thought of a method to lure in trouble from the east. If Han Yan's attention were to fall on Bohr and the others, once he launched his attack and used combination ability, he would have a chance to kill Han Yan. Now that Mengli had been controlled, the power of his ability had been greatly reduced, but he still had a 50% chance of killing Han Yan.

Bohr did not expect this level. He coldly snorted and said: "Even if Han Yan were to ask me for the method, I would not give it to him even if I die."

Han Yan smiled indifferently, he snatched the divine scroll from Mengli's hands and said to Bohr: "Don't be anxious, you all have a share, I will not be biased …"

Bohr only had one thought in his mind, and that was to snatch the divine pellet, or kill Han Yan. Thus, he threatened: "Han Yan, quickly hand over the divine pellet, or else I'll make you die a graveless death."

Mengli sighed, and said: "Second brother, forget it! You are not Han Yan's match. "

"Big Brother, don't worry!" We will definitely avenge you. " Bohr said in a serious tone.

Hearing that, Mengli's anger reached his heart, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and said unhappily: That's right! I'm going to die, but it's a pity that before I die, I won't be able to see you kill Han Yan. "

Han Yan could not be clearer about their conversation and the meaning behind Mengli's words. He sneered: "Mengli, could it be that you're worried that you've been killed by me, which is why you're provoking me?"

"I … I'm not afraid of death!" Mengli blushed and said while clenching his teeth, "I was only speaking the truth."

Han Yan smiled slightly, but did not point it out and said: "You are not afraid of death, and I do not want to kill you right now either. Don't you think being crushed by hope is a very interesting thing?" After saying that, he slapped his palm on Mengli's shoulder, instantly sealed his cultivation, and threw him several kilometers away. He then said to Li Yunfeng: "Look at him, let him see how this group of cultivators died."1

Li Yunfeng dodged, grabbed onto the mid-air Mengli, and said: "Boss, don't worry, I will definitely look favorably upon him."

Han Yan looked at Bohr, and said indifferently: "Are you going up together, or one by one?"

Bohr clenched his fists and bellowed: Han Yan, you are so arrogant even when you are about to die. There are so many of us, how can we not kill you?

"You'll know soon enough whether or not he can kill me." Han Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, his eyes filled with disdain.

Bohr's anger rose to a head as he bellowed loudly, "Brothers, kill him!"

But, just as he said that, a series of miserable screams came from behind Bohr, and one cultivator after another fell.

Bohr's face darkened, he immediately turned to look, only to see a scene that he could not believe even in his dreams. Han Yan's clone stood beside the dead Divine Envoys. If one looked carefully, there were actually seven of them. Bohr did not know when the clones had hidden behind the group of people, but they had suddenly killed more than ten people, and all of them were killed in a single strike.

Bohr opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "Han Yan, how are you able to hide your aura so well within the formation we have set up?"

"Formation?" Han Yan laughed coldly, "The broken array that you all have set up, can it be considered a formation? I've already controlled it. "

Bohr had a face full of disbelief, and cried out involuntarily: "Impossible, this great formation was personally set up by Big Brother Mengli, how can you break it without a sound?"

Just as Han Yan wanted to answer, the nearby Ruoxue Zhu couldn't hold back and laughed out loud: "You're such an idiot. That piece of trash Mengli has already been controlled by my husband.

"This …" Bohr didn't know how to reply for a moment, and his heart bled again. There were exactly a hundred Divine Envoys behind him. If he did not take action, the combination ability would not be able to be used anymore. Thinking about it, Bohr knew he could not delay any further, and immediately said: "Brothers, activate combination ability, I will …"

This time, before Bohr could even finish speaking, Han Yan's clone had killed another person. Before he could even use his combination ability, he had already died in an infant.

Zhou Dong knew how powerful Han Yan was, but he never thought that Han Yan was so abnormal. Killing a Divine Envoy was as easy as crushing an ant to death. Zhou Dong clenched his teeth, strode to Bohr's side, and said: "Brother Bohr, we can't wait any longer. If we were to be broken by Han Yan one by one, even if we die, we won't know how we died. It would be better to fight Han Yan now, expend his divine power, and maybe escape. "

Bohr's brain wasn't sharp, but he knew that it was a crucial moment. Gritting his teeth, he replied, "Fine, let's fight it out with him." With that said, he raised the giant ax in his hand and flew straight towards Han Yan.

It had to be said that the giant ax in Bohr's hands was very big, and was around ten meters long. From the energy fluctuations emitted from it, one could tell that it was a considerably strong divine artifact.

Bohr arrived in front of Han Yan, suddenly raised the giant ax in his hands and roared furiously: "Han Yan, I don't believe that this Nine Profound Axe won't be able to kill you …" He channeled all of his Godly Force into the giant ax, causing a black light to shine out from the giant ax, which produced a buzzing sound. Clearly, the giant ax wanted to kill Han Yan in one strike.

Han Yan laughed, he did not use his divine ability to block, but instead shouted out, "Ultimate divine ability, Ancient Titan."

The moment these eight words were spoken, Han Yan's body expanded at a shocking speed. In the blink of an eye, he had become a giant that was over thirty meters tall, and stood there like a small mountain. When Han Yan became the Ancient Titan, both his strength and defense increased by several times. As long as it was not an extremely abnormal ability, as long as the opponent's cultivation level was not at Keeper, Han Yan could easily defend against it.

Han Yan was slightly startled, but he was unable to retract the giant ax that he had swung out. He could only bite the bullet and continue to hack at it. Originally, this axe should have struck Han Yan's chest, but after Han Yan suddenly grew much larger, he was only able to strike Han Yan's calf. This scene looked a bit comical, but what was even more comical was what happened afterwards.

Bohr thought that no matter how weak this axe strike was, it would still be able to lightly injure Han Yan.

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