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The mountain range was quiet, so quiet that even the breathing of the people around them could be clearly heard.

Although Li Yunfeng and the others had guessed Han Yan's motive and knew that he was playing with Wang Ming, they did not expect him to say such a thing. Wang Ming and the rest were also the same, they couldn't believe their own ears, the other party actually said that he wanted to become a god, how was that possible?

One had to know that the gods were high and mighty existences, and the result of insulting the gods with their words was the destruction of their souls.

Wang Ming did not know that such a strong cultivator like Han Yan wanted to die, so the only explanation was that he heard wrongly. However, when he saw the astonished looks on everyone's faces, he didn't seem to have misheard his words. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Fellow Daoist, have I heard of it, or are you indulging in wild fantasies?"

"You haven't heard." Han Yan squinted his eyes and smiled, "I am also not daydreaming."

As the saying goes, mud men have a bit of an earthy side. Wang Ming had long since reached the edge of his fury. He could not hold it in any longer, and his body began to emit a strong killing intent. He coldly looked at Han Yan, his eyes looking as if he was looking at a dead man. He said in a low voice, "Brat, you have such big words. You actually want to become a god? You don't even know who you are?

Han Yan did not get angry. He shrugged his shoulders and replied with a question: "They can become Gods, but why can't I?"

This was a rhetorical question, but when Wang Ming heard it, he felt that Han Yan was intentionally provoking him. He immediately roared angrily and said angrily: "Brat, do you think it is so easy to become a god? Don't even mention becoming a god with your current cultivation, even if you can become a god, I still won't let you become a god.

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said with disdain: "Are you even worthy?"

Wang Ming's face became abnormally ugly. This time, he was certain that the other party was humiliating him, and said gloomily: "I'm not worthy enough, so before I kill you, you'll know that I'm not worthy." After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and with a green flash, he flew towards Han Yan like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Han Yan.

At the same time, a cold green light appeared in Wang Ming's hand. This cold light contained a huge amount of energy, if it truly landed on the cultivator's body, even an expert of the Divine Card Level Six would be severely injured. However, Wang Ming did not know Han Yan's identity, nor did he know that Han Yan trained in Strength, if he did, he would not have used this ability.

This was because while this technique was very effective against ordinary cultivators, it had no effect on cultivators without any divine power in their bodies.

Han Yan's pupils shrank. In the blink of an eye, he already knew the effects of the divine ability. He did not dodge, but just stood there motionlessly as if he was scared silly.

Wang Ming also did not think that far. Under his fury, he lost all reason, and actually thought that Han Yan had forgotten to dodge his attack. He fiercely said in his heart, "Kid, no matter how powerful you are, you will die under this sacred art." He suddenly raised his right hand and threw out the cold light from his palm.

This sudden change caused the surrounding people to be stunned.

Li Yunfeng's expression changed greatly as he hurriedly warned, "Boss, be careful …"

At this time, Xiao Hui and the rest had also flown over. Seeing the cold light that was flying towards Han Yan, it was already too late to stop it.

Xiao Yuyao's eyes were filled with worry, but he had no solution, and anxiously asked: "What do we do, what do we do …"

They all knew how powerful Han Yan was, but they didn't think that Han Yan could stop his sneak attack.

However, there was one person who was not worried, and that was Fenger. She gave the rest of them a look not to worry, and said with certainty: "Sisters, don't worry. As long as my husband turns into the Ancient Titan, no matter how powerful his abilities are, as long as his cultivation isn't too far off, he can easily resist them. "

After the girls heard Fenger's words, they also felt that it made sense, but they still anxiously looked at Han Yan.

After the streak of cold light flew out, it transformed into a green mist with a "pa da" sound. This mist was very spiritual, and under the control of Wang Ming's divine sense, it quickly enveloped Han Yan's body. After that, it seeped into Han Yan's clothes, landing on his skin, and passed through the pores on his skin into the blood vessels, quickly circulating through the blood vessels.

Han Yan's mind moved, he felt the changes in his body. When he saw the green liquid enter his blood and try to devour his life force, he could not help but sneer. Han Yan gave a low cry as he quickly formed a hand seal. A flowing light flashed on his body, and then, at an astonishing speed, he grew bigger. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a Ancient Titan, proudly standing between heaven and earth.

At this moment and at this very moment, Wang Ming, who was flying at top speed towards Han Yan, was completely stunned.

Wang Ming was not an idiot. He had a complete understanding of the situation in the God Realm and he could instantly confirm that Han Yan was not an ordinary cultivator, but was actually a considerably strong descendant of the ancient god. Thinking of this, Wang Ming's heart thumped, he immediately used his divine ability, wanting to fly out of Han Yan's attack range.

Although Wang Ming's flying speed was not slow, it was still much slower than Han Yan's.

Han Yan suddenly waved his right arm, and grabbed towards Wang Ming, who was in front of him, and grabbed Wang Ming. Then, Han Yan suddenly exerted force through his wrist, and a huge amount of energy entered Wang Ming's body. He pitied Wang Ming, and without even having the chance to use a divine ability to resist, his cultivation was forcibly sealed by Han Yan.

Han Yan suddenly raised his right leg, and with a stride, he arrived in front of Li Yunfeng and the rest. Raising the Wang Ming in his hand, he coldly snorted: "Make them retreat, otherwise, you will only become a corpse." He did not intervene, after all, there were still over a hundred thousand native monk over there. If they really fought, the cultivators of the Aurora Squadron would definitely suffer heavy losses.

Even though Wang Ming was strong, he was also afraid of death, and said in shock, "Fellow Daoist, don't act recklessly …"

Han Yan laughed coldly twice, and said with disdain: "Didn't you just say you could kill me? "What, have you forgotten it already?"

Hearing this, Wang Ming laughed bitterly in his heart, he was a little regretful that he was so easily angered. If he knew that Han Yan was so strong, he would not have sneak attacked him. But now, what was the use of regret? He still had to solve the problem that was right in front of him. Wang Ming took a deep breath and pretended to be calm, "We are followers of the Gods. If you kill us, the Gods will not let you off."0

"Gods?" Han Yan snorted, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger, "If even I, the God's envoy dares to kill you, do you think that I won't dare to kill you?"

Wang Ming's heart thumped once, his expression became unusually ugly, and he cried out involuntarily: "You … What did you say? Did you kill an architect?

"Oh!" I forgot one thing. You have never seen me before, so it is understandable that you do not know who I am. However, you should have heard of my name right? " Han Yan said coldly.

Wang Ming had already figured out who the other party was, but he was just a little unable to accept it. Or rather, not daring to face the reality as he asked in a trembling voice, "You, you are Han Yan?"

Han Yan nodded his head and admitted it: "That's right, I'm Han Yan. Do you still think that I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Wang Ming had already thought of Han Yan's identity just now, but after hearing Han Yan personally say it out loud, he still felt that it was hard to believe. He really couldn't understand. Was the information he obtained wrong? Wasn't Han Yan trapped in the Ancient God Mountain Range by Lei Duo and the others? Why did it appear here? That's right, Han Yan must have escaped. But thinking about it in the blink of an eye, he became confused again. Even if Han Yan could use the ultimate divine ability of the Ancient God Clan, it would be impossible for him to escape from the hands of Lei Duo and the others!

Thinking about it, Wang Ming felt helpless. He had obviously heard of Han Yan before, it was rumored that Han Yan had an extremely high cultivation, and was extremely ruthless. In a one on one situation, no one could be his match. Also, it was said that the life continent of the life continent s were also killed by Han Yan. Furthermore, Han Yan had powerful Heart Drilling Ants in his hands, and even purple-winged ant emperor s that even caused the gods to fear them …

If Han Yan really took out the purple-winged ant emperor, then that would be a fate worse than death!

Wang Ming did not dare to think further. His body trembled violently as he said in fear, "Han Yan, listen to me …"

Han Yan looked at him coldly, his eyes looked as if he was looking at a dead man, and snorted coldly: "My time is limited, if your answer doesn't satisfy me, I don't mind letting you experience the taste of living a life worse than death." As he said that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took it out, floating beside him.

Wang Ming glanced at the purple-winged ant emperor and his body trembled even more violently. He hurriedly said, "Han Yan, if you kill me, they will definitely fight you to the death. I know you are very strong, but with this many people, even if you can kill them all, you will have to pay a huge price.

Han Yan had said so much because he did not want to fight head on. Since this fellow understood this point, the next step would be much simpler. Han Yan nodded his head, and said: "That's right, I indeed don't want too many of them to die, so I want to negotiate with you. If the negotiations are successful, I can spare your life. "

Hearing that, Wang Ming secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He did not want to die, so he quickly said: "Alright, I agree to negotiate with you."

Han Yan shot a glance at the hundred thousand native monk s in the distance and said in a heavy voice, "My request is very simple. Get the hell out of here with your people, then give us half of the God Realm's land. Of course, you can also choose to fight to the death, but I have to remind you, purple-winged ant emperor's attack methods will definitely satisfy you. "

Wang Ming's body trembled again. He hesitated for a moment, then said: "Alright, I agree." Although he said that, he laughed coldly in his heart, and said gloomily: "Han Yan, so that's what you're thinking. It's a pity that you're still too inexperienced. As long as you let me go, I will have all of the architects come here and catch you in one fell swoop. "

As long as Wang Ming could think of a solution, Han Yan could naturally think of one as well. He would not give Wang Ming the chance to do so, and he would also not put himself in danger.

However, now was not the time to think about these things, so he had to let this group of cultivators leave first.

With a step, Han Yan arrived in front of the native monk of the God Realm and said to Wang Ming, "I'll send you back."

Wang Ming was overjoyed as a malicious plan quickly formed. He deliberately revealed a look of hesitation, and then, nodded: "Alright."

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