Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 225
"Fellow Daoist Han, if you hand over this scroll of the God of Enchantment to me, it will be dedicated to Lord Yuhuang."

"I, Hua Rong, can guarantee that after Fellow Daoist Han returns to the Immortal Realm, all the resources to cultivate to the Immortal Emperor Realm will be provided by my Emperor Yu Palace."

"It also contains five top-grade fairy artifacts, and an extra artifact!"

Huarong smirked all his life, stretched out his hand, and approached Han Ye little by little.

Ao Lie burst into laughter when he heard the words.

"The price he paid for being able to lower the realm with the cultivation base of a third-level golden immortal can only be borne by Qingdi and Yindi's forces. Who would value your fairy-breaking artifact, haha."

Hua Rong stopped in embarrassment.

"In the Dragon Emperor Palace, I randomly select [-] pieces of top-grade fairy artifacts in the treasure pavilion, but there are no artifacts."

"But Lord Dragon Emperor promised that you can bring fellow Daoist Han with you when you enter the Misty Temple in the future!" Ao Lie said loudly, his disdain for Hua Rong was beyond words.

After all, the Shenlong clan, no matter where they are, are existences exuding endless jewels.

Seeing that Han Ye still didn't show any interest, Ao Feng picked up Ao Lie's words again.

"Fellow Daoist Han should know where this artifact in the world of immortals and demons comes from."

"Back in the day, Ni Yang relied on the Mystic Scroll to advance from an unknown ordinary celestial being to an eighth-level immortal emperor famous in the world of immortals, demons and monsters!"

"But there is a premise, that is, no one knows the existence of the Mystery Scroll."

"But now, how can Fellow Daoist Han survive the siege of hundreds of immortal emperors in the fairy world?"

"Or give it to Qingdi or Yindi, two peak people in the fairy world?"

"How long will their remaining shadows last? Once the two immortal emperors ascend to the ascension, where will Fellow Daoist Han's immortal journey go?"

"As for Emperor Yu, he is no more than an eighth-level immortal emperor. My Lord Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan can destroy him with one hand!"

Hua Rong's anger was hidden deep in his eyes when he heard this, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Han, no matter what, we are humans, so we can't let this artifact go out, right?"

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on Han Ye, Zong Jue thought that it was impossible for him to win the treasure from everyone and leave safely.

So he quietly entered the Jiuchongtian Hall, and began to search for the treasures that no one wanted.

Han Ye looked at the smiling but extremely nervous expressions of the two in front of him, and nodded.

Who would dare to blatantly possess the Mystic Picture Scroll, the number one treasure in the world of immortals, demons and demons?

He Han Ye dares!
"Correct."

"I don't belong to any force in the world of immortals and demons."

"Because I have just passed the Ninety-Nine Heavens Tribulation, and I haven't ascended yet."

"As for the Scroll of Mysterious Gods, it's in my hands, if you have the guts, come and grab it."

After Han Ye finished speaking, he turned the scroll in his hand and made a seductive gesture with his middle finger.

Hua Rong and Ao Lie looked at each other and laughed.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Han just said he didn't want to give it. It's really unnecessary to find such a bizarre reason to deceive us."

The inferior artifact, the Heiyuan Sword, suddenly disappeared.

Broken sparks exploded in Han Ye's ear.

The forbidden runes surrounded Han Ye's body, no matter how fierce the sword light harassed him, he couldn't enter at all.

"Ao Lie, this is an attacking artifact given to me by His Majesty Yuhuang! It can't even break through his defense, no wonder he dares to speak like that!"

"Let's join forces, kill this person first, and then discuss after the God's Scroll!" Hua Rong said to Ao Lie.

Ao Lie and Ao Fengfei flew into the air, and instantly recovered into the two golden dragon bodies.

Baiyu Square suddenly darkened.

The golden red light flashed more and more dazzlingly in the whole palace.

Han Ye looked up, and saw that in the giant dragon's mouth that converged together, two groups of blood-colored flames were churning wildly with the golden thunder and lightning, and they were about to erupt!

This blow that burned everything was obviously intended to cover everyone.

Fang Tian was shrouded in the glow of the Dragon Ball, looking at his calm face, it seemed that he was not worried about the breath of the golden dragon that was about to descend.

A black artifact armor emerged from Hua Rong's body.

The armor piece detached from the battle armor itself, and turned into a whirlwind of pitch-black scales to protect Huayan in it.

"Ao Lie!" Hua Rong roared angrily.

'Roar! ! '

The golden red thunder flame jetted down from the sky and landed where Han Ye was.

In an instant, the terrifying high temperature swept away, turning into waves of flames and rushing to all directions!

Hua Rong urged the divine armor to resist, but was horrified to find that Han Ye was standing safely under the attack of the seventh-level demon king's divine beast, and was still smiling at him.

Sudden chills all over the body!

I saw countless runes condensed on top of Han Ye's head, forming a light curtain, like a crystal eggshell, firmly resisting the thunder flames outside.

"This... this is the restriction of Niyang Immortal Realm! How can you use it!?" Jin Long's sun-like pupils showed panic, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"Bound!"

Following Han Ye's order.

Thousands of crystal-like slender ground thorns suddenly appeared on the ground of Baiyu Square.

It actually instantly pierced through the scale armor defense of the upper-level divine beast golden dragon in the air, piercing through the chest and back!

"kill!"

The crystal thorns grow horizontally in response to the sound, wandering wantonly among the flesh and blood.

"Ang!!" The two golden dragons let out a stern roar, and the terrifying thunder flames shot out indiscriminately along with the struggling heads.

"Photograph!" Han Ye threw out the Myriad Beast Spectrum.

Circles of light threads hang down from the score and wrap around the necks of Ao Lie and Ao Feng.

"Wan Beast Spectrum!! He can use it!" Hua Rong and Hua Yan's expressions both retreated in shock.

The two golden dragons in the air that were mutilated by Ni Yang's restraining force were bloody and bloody, and within a few breaths they were bound by light threads like silk cocoons, slowly ascending into the spectrum of beasts.

Fang Tian stood there dumbfounded. He felt the infinite oppressive power emanating from the Ten Thousand Beasts Book, and knew that it was impossible for him to escape.

"The envoy from the upper realm who took the Dragon King's Spirit just disappeared? What's the use of my True Dragon Spirit!?"

"Fang Tian, ​​do you go in by yourself or shall I see you?" Han Ye said coldly.

"You want to enslave me! Dreaming!" Fang Tian roared angrily, and immediately raised his hand to take the real dragon spirit in the Dragon Ball.

He knew in his heart that even if his strength increased by five times, he would still be no match for Han Ye, but he still had to fight to the death. The Dragon Clan will never be a slave!
"Roar!"

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded from the Myriad Beasts Book.

Fang Tian was directly pressed to the ground by the supreme coercion emanating from the spectrum.

"What's inside!? Why is the blood of my five-clawed dragon suppressed!!"

A blood-colored dragon claw suddenly protruded from the spectrum, grabbed Fang Tian who was unable to move, and retracted it.

Hua Rong and Hua Yan fought beside the prohibition on Qingyun Road, trembling all over.

"I won't admit it! The coercion just now is definitely the demon emperor!!"

"This myriad of beasts is really like a legend! If you get it, you can command thousands of spirit beasts to fight against the world of immortals and demons like Immortal Emperor Niyang!"

Han Ye walked slowly towards the two of them.

"Aren't you two going in?" The relaxed voice invaded Huarong and Huayan's mind like bad news.

"Father, what should we do?" Hua Yan anxiously transmitted voice to her father.

Cold sweat kept falling on Hua Rong's face.

It looked like he was about to ask for forgiveness.

But in front of Yuanying sitting cross-legged in his dantian, a phantom dressed in an imperial robe suddenly opened his golden eyes!

(End of this chapter)