Chapter 429: Ye Clan’s New Saint, Ye Hanjun!

The sky has changed.

The sky above the ancient thunder pool should have been vast, with only artificial light sources, and no concept of sunny or rainy days.

But on this day, the wind was raging, and the lightning was like a pack of wolves waiting for an opportunity, constantly looking for targets to attack with greedy eyes.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

In the thunder pool, the deep purple water surface spun, and the terrible vortex turned into a purgatory that devoured living beings.

The mechanical spirits that were practicing normally fled in panic, and never dared to approach the thunder pool again.

"Alarm! Alarm!"

"Super strong energy fluctuations have been detected, and a living being has broken through the realm. Danger! Stay away! Immediately!"

Mechanical birds, mechanical sharks, mechanical generals, mechanical war wolves... The weakest is also brilliant and perfect, and the average rank is at the fetus of the most holy.

Their intelligent brains calculated frantically, but they still could not use conventional methods to infer the source of the change.

The only way is to include the world and the clouds that were stirred up when the cross thunder sword broke through several years ago.

Only then can they estimate that the reason why the vision is so spectacular is traceable and reasonable.

"Last time it was the Guardian Holy Spirit's advancement, this time it's the master's advancement?"

"Isn't this too weird? This is the ancient thunder pool, the environment itself has a great atmosphere!"

"It can suppress this place, like a real dragon is born, it's rare to see it in an era, right?"

In addition to mechanical spirits, there will naturally be humans in the ancient thunder pool.

They know the existence of Ye Hanjun, but the information they have is limited, and they can only see the leopard in the tube, and their understanding is very shallow.

"I surrender, the thunder dragon and thunder phoenix transformed by the ancient thunder pool are actually circling and flying above his head..."

"At this moment, he seems to have become the master here, the thunder pool is his domain, and if he crosses one step, he may be torn into pieces..."

A group of middle-aged and elderly people wearing mecha costumes stood in a row, their faces more complicated than each other.

I have lived for a long time, and I have seen all kinds of scenes.

What's wrong with this person? It's almost the same to say that he is a scene of proving the truth and becoming a god.

But if the 8th level is promoted to the 9th level, there are so many strange phenomena around, which is too far-fetched.

"No! It's becoming a saint! I smell the scent of the holy source!"

"I heard that this person is the descendant of the Mingdeng Ye family, and he is also a crowned emperor, very young."

"How long has it been since the traces of Mingdeng disappeared? He has actually taken this step, enough to become the guardian of the tribe?"

Some people were amazed, and some echoed:

"The dragon in the abyss, if it doesn't sound, it will be amazing."

"Although the inheritance of the Ye family is not as good as our Ji Shen Mountain, it has ups and downs... maybe there will be a time to make a comeback."

"This person is definitely the core seed, carrying the ambition of rising. I hope he will not take risks and force a breakthrough, but have enough precipitation, so that he can walk on flat ground in the future..."

As he was talking, the strange phenomenon changed again.

Above the ancient thunder pool, the space seemed to be divided.

On the left half, a gray sun rose to the sky.

There is a gray stone door that stands tall and upright, sitting in the center, as if it has existed since ancient times.

Around it, the stars rise and fall, and the brilliant starlight echoes each other, as if they are chasing the source of the long river of time together.

There are also seven waning moons and three full moons, accompanying each other day and night, rotating and flying.

On the right half, there are ten whirlpools.

They are black and red, and the blood is full of horror.

In an instant, the whirlpool expanded, and ten hells pressed across the universe.

There were interlaced lightning, blazing fire, flying frost flowers, and dancing diamonds...all kinds of terrifying punishments kept emerging.

In the end, there were also Yin soldiers and demons all over the mountains and plains, lined up in neat teams, slowly walking between the ten hells.

This is the ancient thunder pool. Have you ever seen ghosts appear in the past 200,000 years?

All the onlookers opened their mouths wide, their necks were like being grasped by iron pliers, and the experience of being on the verge of suffocation made them speechless in horror.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The vision is weakening, but the pressure is getting heavier.

The young man sitting on the side of the thunder pool has an altar floating above his head. The altar is full of stars and the moon is in the sky.

His eyelids trembled several times, and his gray pupils slowly opened.

At this moment, he was emitting fluorescence all over his body, with a hint of orange in his white skin, more crystal clear and moist than jade.

On his forehead, a miniature gray sun seemed to have its own vitality and breathe at a steady speed.

He was wearing a set of complex silk white robes, surrounded by the light of blessing.

With his long golden hair, he looked very majestic, as if he was born as the emperor of a religion, deeply cultivating the way of faith, with thousands of believers and unparalleled power.

But what really made the onlookers tremble in their souls was that this person was not only holy, but he also had another face!

If you look at his shadow from the side, or if you have bad thoughts, you can spy on his charm.

People can see that his long robe drags on the ground, and his body is covered with blood-red demonic patterns and spells, as if he has returned from hunting in hell, and the blood on his fingertips has not yet been wiped off.

In his abdomen, a dark vortex swallows all the light sources, which makes people shudder.

Under him, flowers bloom and bloody corpses float.

There are black vines climbing, covering the ground one by one. No matter where the soles of his feet fall, it will become a paradise of darkness.

"One body, two faces..."

"This person is both good and evil, both saint and demon, really unfathomable..."

Everyone trembled and retreated in unison.

Most of them are saints, standing at the 9th level for many years, knowledgeable and experienced.

Why do they lose their souls and their usual cognitions are repeatedly rubbed on the ground when they see this young man?

"Ice is born from water and is colder than water, and the disciple is better than the master..."

"This boy has just ascended to the position of saint, but he has the appearance of a crown..."

"There are also many holders of SS-level authority in the Mechanical God Mountain, such as Robocop · Tai Shiquan, Mecha Grandmaster · Gong Zuqiu, Capsule Dean · Xiahou Chijia, Technology Apostle · Changsun Youyi, Array Master · Jimo Traveler..."

"They have all passed the period of young practice, and they can be regarded as "great success and crowned emperors" in the eyes of outsiders..."

"But this young man surnamed Ye has a great momentum to catch up, and his future is limitless..."

People sighed, marveled, and awed.

These whispers, as thin as mosquitoes and flies, were heard by the initiator without missing a single one.

Ye Hanjun's eyebrows twitched, slightly surprised.

Just like when he was promoted from the 7th rank to the 8th rank, the two powers were no longer promoted separately, but were still completed simultaneously.

However, unlike before, he was "one face and one body" at the 8th rank.

On weekdays, he mostly maintained the accompanying costume of the "Pioneer Cult Master", and once he switched to battle, he would switch to the "Ten Hell Kings".

Now, the powers of the two powers seem to be better linked together.

Whether the world sees evil or good depends on their thoughts and opinions.

Of course, if you can see two sides of one body, as if there is another shadow entangled with the creature, the perception is extremely powerful.

"The physique has been strengthened..."

"The flesh and blood furnace, the source of the soul, can finally easily refine the fetus of the saint..."

"The coverage of the Ten Directions Hell King Hall has also skyrocketed dozens of times. In a moment, almost half of the ancient thunder pool will be covered by me?"

Ye Hanjun felt the current state and quickly adapted to the new realm.

However, when his attention turned to the "Pioneer Cult Master", something strange happened suddenly.

"Hua La La..."

There seemed to be a rolling fog in front of him, and the next moment, the fog dispersed, and tens of thousands of pictures flashed interlaced.

A large amount of information elements rushed into Ye Hanjun's soul like a flood.

He groaned, his face showed pain, and he subconsciously held his breath and concentrated, and then he was relieved a little.

"Huh, what is this?"

Ye Hanjun carefully observed each picture, and suddenly realized that these short-lived humans seemed to be his followers?

The senior followers with the highest rank and the deepest faith presented relatively clear pictures.

The clarity of the intermediate followers and the primary followers decreased in turn.

After being promoted to the 9th rank and the power was further strengthened, the perception of the followers seemed to have a qualitative change?

Ye Hanjun was surprised.

After a groping, he suddenly saw a disheveled girl carrying two baskets of black things, walking on the mountain road with a huff.

She walked for a while and was actually exhausted.

When she put down the heavy burden on her shoulders, her face, which had been flushed due to long-term exertion, finally showed a hint of relaxation.

Then, she hummed a little tune happily, grabbed an old shovel, and began to dig in the deserted fields.

"Yu Ruxin???"

Ye Hanjun was stunned for a second, and then reacted.

I haven't seen her for a long time, and there is no information about her.

But it is clearly her, holding a shovel and plowing the fields seriously, and her former temperament can still be identified.

And the things in the basket are probably the feces of some creatures. The residual energy is too amazing, and it seems a bit generous to use it for fertilizer.

"Click!"

The picture was interrupted, and Yu Ruxin's figure disappeared.

Ye Hanjun was stunned, looking for other pictures, and found Ye Liuying, Ye Yin, and the other seven disciples one by one.

These pictures are not always there, and it seems that certain conditions need to be met to trigger them.

However, Ye Hanjun also observed that the picture of Ye Liuying is the most complete.

The reason behind this, could it be that he and she were both in the Jishen Mountain, the world around them was in sync, and the distance was close enough?

"Firefly? Can you hear me, Firefly?"

Ye Hanjun tried to radiate his soul and communicate over a long distance.

Who would have thought that Ye Liuying, who was tilting her neck in the picture, blinked and looked surprised.

She looked around and found nothing.

When she looked inward and saw that the full moon mark on her forehead was glowing with fluorescence, she suddenly realized and also communicated with her soul:

"Ye Hanjun?"

"It's me."

Ye Hanjun answered, with a hint of joy in his soul.

This ability to secretly achieve two-way communication is obviously very valuable.

When he becomes stronger, or leaves Jishen Mountain, he will be closer to other disciples and Daozi.

Can he easily convey his ideas and then command everyone in the overall field?

Once there is a major situation or an unexpected accident, he may be able to help a lot.

The summoning distance of the Holy War Gate must have been improved. Gathering followers and developing the team, we will definitely see this day in the near future.

"Ye Hanjun, have you made a breakthrough?"

"Ancient thunder pools frequently produce strange phenomena, and there is a small disturbance in the mechanical city at the moment."

"Really?"

Ye Hanjun smiled lightly:

"It doesn't matter, they all know our surnames, and at this point, there is nothing to hide."

"I have become a saint, a genuine ninth-level saint, and the powers of both positions have increased greatly."

"Pack up, we should be able to leave the Mechanical God Mountain in a few days..."

In a forging shop on a certain street, Ye Liuying's expression was dazed for a moment.

The new saint of the Ye family... Ye Hanjun!

The realm that was out of reach in childhood was climbed by him in an instant.

If he could return to the Dark Lantern Abyss now, those elders and great elders would have to pay respectful respects to Ye Hanjun when they met him, and all kinds of etiquette were indispensable.

From today on, he completely got rid of the word "weak"!

In the heavens and the worlds, except for the descendants of the gods, and the so-called false gods and true gods, there is still a need for enough awe and concern.

For the rest, at most, they can look at each other equally, and it is impossible to look up to them again.

That kind of frustration of powerlessness, abandon it, get rid of it, it is no longer necessary to exist.

"It's not easy. I finally established a solid foundation."

"Although you could obtain the combat power of the most holy spirits before, the power was difficult to strengthen them. The SS-level authority did not play a practical effect."

"The rank of the main body is synchronized with the contracted spirits, and they are in perfect harmony. You can manipulate the king of ordinary holy beasts at will, right?"

Ye Hanjun smiled but did not respond directly.

But Ye Liuying still caught a trace of pride mixed in his mental fluctuations.

"As the five hundred years are approaching, we are ready to leave."

"Wait for your notice later...see you later."

The fluorescence on the foreheads of the two people dimmed at the same time.

Ye Hanjun interrupted his soul and looked around. Mu Yi, Lan Qixiong, Mo, Gua Gua, E Daxian, and Jian Leizi were all within his sight.

Only Jue Xian was still playing.

Even if a mountain collapsed in front of him, it seemed impossible to destroy its state of unity between heaven and soldiers.

"Since the eighth song "Dahan" has also been upgraded to the limit, Jue Xian has been performing with abandon. Is he creating? "

Ye Hanjun listened to the piano music for a while, and it was still the same as before, not any of the eight songs.

It was sometimes crisp and moving, sometimes gentle and melodious, but from time to time there would be pauses that would make people frown. Even if one did not understand the way of music, one could detect that it was abrupt and contradictory, and out of tune with the whole piano music.

"Big tadpole, congratulations!"

"You have finally become a saint, and from now on the sea is wide for fish to leap, and the sky is high for us to fly! "

Guagua jumped back onto Ye Hanjun's shoulder and found his own seat.

Mo also rushed over with a whoosh, hugged his ankles tightly, and secretly assessed his physical condition.

"Ye Hanjun, you are so fragile..."

"This body can only bear a little bit of happiness, you have to be stronger and stronger..."

"I'll try..."

Ye Hanjun laughed and looked away guiltily.

It's not a wonderful experience to be remembered by Mo to repay his gratitude all day long.

Fortunately, Mo has self-knowledge, and every time he wants to repay his gratitude, he will take the initiative to communicate.

As long as he refuses or stops in time, Ye Hanjun can avoid a cruel "master-killing".

"Why hasn't Grandpa Jue woken up yet?"

"It's so busy. It has hardly rested for hundreds of years. "

The promotion of the big tadpole has become a fact. Guagua is relieved and begins to look forward to the next journey.

According to the plan, they are going to "Yu Village".

But Juexian is still immersing in the performance, and rash intervention is not necessarily the right approach.

Little Guagua tilted his head and thought seriously about what to do.

Ye Hanjun looked at the labels such as "Life Turbulence" and "Concentrated" in the status column, and said decisively:

"Wait a minute, no rush."

"Juexian is either trying to comprehend a new song or absorbing too much thunder elements, and is on the verge of a breakthrough in rank."

"Will it be so fast?" Guagua glanced at Mo.

Rag was the first to be promoted, but it is still the Supreme Void Yin and has not found the opportunity to break through.

Grandpa Jue is one step behind. Is he going to catch up and become the leader of the team after Mu Yi and Jian Leizi?

"Clang clang clang..."

Time flies, and the meeting time agreed by Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying was finally ruined.

He stayed in the Ancient Thunder Pool for another ten years.

While exploring the effect of the power enhancement, he listened to Juexian's sometimes chaotic and sometimes pleasant piano music.

The second era of the new universe, the 1570th year.

The sound of the piano suddenly changed, and the original pauses and abruptness were completely broken, as if it was a piece of piano music that was connected into one, bringing people a completely different audio-visual feast.

"Yin——"

Beside Juexian, the ninth gem condensed.

It was bright all over, just like the other eight, without a trace of impurities, and always shining with dazzling light.

Then, the agitated ancient thunder pool suddenly calmed down, and the water surface was calm without a ripple.

And above the thunder pool, a green-gold five-clawed thunder dragon that was a kilometer long appeared out of nowhere.

There was also a green-gold phoenix that was a kilometer long, soaring and spreading its wings, with long feathers, showing the beauty of the holy phoenix among birds.

"Fuck..."

This great immortal was shocked.

This thunder phoenix is ​​so beautiful, it's almost alive. Without careful identification, who can determine that it is an energy body, not a flesh and blood entity?

And that five-clawed thunder dragon is also mighty and domineering.

The supreme and invincible dragon power is hidden under the evolution of thunder.

A phoenix and a dragon circling and dancing in the sky, accompanied by the lingering sound of the zither, the zither and the harp sound together, I'm afraid it's just like this?

"Human confidant, I finally created the ninth song."

“This song is called “Dance of the Dragon and Phoenix”, one dragon and one phoenix, complementing each other, one hard and one soft, yin and yang…”