Chapter 1815 Bakebe Hitoe

"How about you help me with something?" Han Yu said.

"What's the matter?" Yaochi Saintess asked without hesitation.

"You pretend to be me to confuse the descendants of heaven." Han Yu said.

"Okay, I understand." The saintess of Yaochi nodded.

"Be careful." Han Yu warned.

The saint of Yaochi smiled at Han Yu, and this smile was truly overwhelming. Say no more, turn around and leave. Han Yu continued to practice.

"Little thief, don't think about it, you won't succeed..."

"You continue to die, I want to watch you destroy your future..."

The old man cursed.

The seventy-second failure, the seventy-third failure, the seventy-fourth failure... Han Yu went further and further on the road of failure.

When he failed for the 131st time, even if Han Yu healed his injury, he still felt a faint heartache, and he was about to form a Taoist injury.

"So difficult?" Han Yu frowned.

And the old man has fallen from the late martial sage to the seventh level of Hualian in the middle martial sage. Even if Han Yu's cultivation does not improve, it will consume him a lot.

"I don't believe it anymore!" Han Yu gritted his teeth and continued to attack crazily.

When the one hundred and fifty-seventh failed, the one hundred and fifty-eighth attempt.

"Crack..."

Suddenly, the first golden lotus on the Holy Palace shattered, and then turned into mercury and flowed in all directions, covering the entire Holy Palace with a layer of gold paper.

"boom!"

Han Yu's dantian, which had not changed for a long time, began to expand rapidly, turning into a boundless ocean. The aura on his body is simply more terrifying than a volcanic eruption, like a huge star suddenly exploded from the middle, forming an extremely terrifying air wave.

"Finally broke through?"

Whether it was the suppressed old man or the four masters guarding the palace outside, they were all in a daze.

What a miracle it was for Han Yu to break through like this, but they all involuntarily added the word "finally".

"ah……"

Suddenly, the old man let out a long and unwilling cry, and then his eyes gradually became lifeless. He finally chose his soul to commit suicide.

Not long after, the Mistress of Yaochi came over and was stunned for a while looking at the black flames on Han Yu's body.

It was the master guarding the palace who asked her to come to see Han Yu's miracle. The powerful aura emanating from Han Yu made her heart tremble.

"Shua!"

Suddenly, the mica fairy tower flew up, and then suppressed Han Yu.

"Um……"

Han Yu who was practicing, the palace master of Yaochi who was watching, and the four masters were all taken aback. The five of them hurriedly took action to stabilize the Mica Immortal Pagoda without suppressing it.

"His aura is so powerful that it actually disturbed the automatic defense of the Mica Immortal Pagoda!" The palace master of Yaochi felt turbulent.

A few days later, the violent breath on Han Yu's body finally calmed down. He stood up with a long body, and the crackling sound all over his body was extremely graceful.

Han Yu looked inside the holy palace. At this time, there were only six lotus flowers left on the holy palace, and the holy palace turned into a translucent golden palace.

Now the hardness of his holy palace has reached an unimaginable level, surpassing the physical body. Even if Han Yu's head is cracked, there will be no problem with the holy palace, protecting the soul from being hurt.

Han Yu controlled the god-killing gun to hit the holy palace, making a loud bang, the holy palace was not damaged, and his soul was at ease.

"Han Xiaoyou, congratulations..."

The Mistress of Yaochi flew over and congratulated repeatedly.

Han Yu withdrew his mind, looked at Yaochi Palace Master and said, "Thank you senior, senior, I originally wanted to use the Mica Immortal Pagoda to suppress it for a year, but I didn't expect it to take more than two years."

The Mistress of Yaochi smiled and said, "It's okay."

Han Yu smiled slightly, looked at the old man's body, reached out and grabbed it, a stream of blood origin energy rushed out from the old man's body, and was swallowed by the purple dragon. The old man's bloodline origin energy is very strong, and after the purple dragon devoured it, the degree of resurrection reached as much as 70%. His bloodline origin qi is second only to the pure emperor blood.

Then Han Yu shot out a pattern bullet, which melted the old man's body into the pattern bullet and ground it into fly ash.

The Mistress of Yaochi secretly sighed, and couldn't help sympathizing with the old man.

After sleeping for tens of thousands of years, only to dominate the world when he wakes up, he did not expect to become a stepping stone for others, what a sad thing this is.

However, the Palace Master of Yaochi is only sympathetic, the life and death of the old man has nothing to do with her.

After tidying up, Han Yu left the Immortal Sacrifice Pagoda with the Mistress of Yaochi.

"Recently, the descendants of Heaven have gone crazy. As long as Yaoyao appeared in places, they turned them upside down. One time, Yaoyao almost fell into their trap. Fortunately, Yaoyao is already a master of the seventh level of Hualian in the middle stage of Wusheng. You escaped that catastrophe without revealing your identity. If you let them know that you have reached the terrifying realm of the first stage of martial arts, I am afraid you will be scared to death." Yaochi Palace Master said. Looking at Han Yu with some envy, she has been trapped in the seventh level of lotus transformation in the middle stage of martial arts, but she has been stuck for a long time, but she has no momentum to move forward.

"I'll give them a surprise." Han Yu said with a faint smile as the coldness in his eyes flashed away.

"It can be said that they have exhausted all their means. No, they also proposed to hold a Ten Thousand Clans Conference. It is obvious that they want to attract you to show up." Yaochi Palace Master said.

"What is the Ten Thousand Races Conference?" Han Yu asked.

"Half a year ago, the people of Yaozu proposed that now ten thousand races coexist peacefully and create a great world together. They hope to hold a ten thousand race conference to discuss ideas and draw closer the relationship between ten thousand races. After discussion , We also feel that the Ten Thousand Races Conference can be held, and it is finally finalized that it will be hosted by the Supreme Holy Land and held in three months, so that the arrogance and heroes of the Ten Thousand Races can compete and discuss and exchange ideas."

"In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the Yaozu, the Demon Sect, and the Yuxu Holy Palace wanting to take this opportunity to save some face. After all, they lost too badly in the previous confrontation, even if all the tribes live in harmony now. , They are also unable to hold their heads up in front of our orthodox sect. At the same time, the descendants of the Heavenly Court probably want to lure you out through this conference."

"Nowadays, the matter about the Ten Thousand Clans Conference has become an uproar, and the arrogant figures of all factions and races have become the object of heated discussions. And you are naturally the most popular. Many people hope that you can be on the Ten Thousand Clans Conference, once again Frustrating the vigor of the monster clan, the demon sect, etc., and under the instigation of people with good intentions, the voices of the people in the world are getting louder and louder for you, and you won't even show up if you don't want to."

Han Yu smiled and said, "Why don't you want to show up? I'm already looking forward to this Ten Thousand Races Conference."

The Palace Master of Yaochi glanced at Han Yu, realizing that a bloody storm might sweep across the entire Qianyuan Continent in the near future.