Chapter 482 Ten-Winged Hammer Angel

"Holy Angel?"

Ye Hanjun pretended to chat with Ye Liuying as if nothing had happened, but behind his back, he used more perception to explore the source of his gaze.

At first glance, this holy angel carries six wings and six soft and pure white feathers, which naturally has a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

Her hair was blond and wavy, hanging down just to her waist.

Her chest is relatively flat, and her buttocks are not straight, and they are not sexy or voluptuous.

But her skin is impeccable, as if it reflects the morning sun, and its texture is more exquisite than porcelain, which makes people feel loved.

——Six-winged Angel of Holy Light.

No matter what Mr. Ye Han thinks, this is the most standard holy angel.

This type of holy angel has an affinity with the light element and can perform powerful light attack skills and provide light healing assistance.

Except for its slightly weak body and few other shortcomings, it is considered a rare and high-quality companion spirit in the field of light.

"Guagua, go find out who she is."

"Put it on me!"

Guagua patted her chest and agreed, continuing to pretend to be a harmless little white rabbit, and began to jump around among the seats.

Along the way, no matter men, women or children, as long as they notice it, they will find it very cute and want to reach out and touch it.

Guagua can hide if he can. If he can't hide, he will be touched by a dirty hand. Anyway, this is a deformed body, not the original body.

After a while, it returned home with a lot of fruits and snacks.

"Tadpole, her name is Qingrong!"

"Just now I heard someone talking about the angel clan, and she happened to be mentioned!"

Guagua pulled out an herb from the pile of spiritual treasures, crushed it and applied it on his body. He played with it while transmitting a message:

"Weren't the remaining divine angels in the heaven exterminated by the Miemeng divine bird?"

"But He didn't kill all the holy angels. That's unrealistic. Angels are an important component of the system of heaven. Since He wants to be called a 'god', he naturally needs to be recognized by the angel clan."

"Then, some members of the Holy Angel family hate the destruction of the Meng family so much that they either escape from the heaven or hide in the corner of the heaven, never daring to show their face again."

"But there are also some outsiders who are intimidated by the power and take the initiative to surrender."

"The family behind Qingrong is one of them."

"In addition, she is one of the few holy angels who has grown to the most holy perfection. This time she was selected as a representative to participate in the banquet of the gods and witness the enthronement ceremony of the Lord of Heaven."

Guagua was rolling in the pile of herbs. On the surface, he was having a great time, but in fact, his mental fluctuations were a bit low:

"Alas, the once glorious Angel Clan is in such a miserable condition now."

"As the most holy and perfect king of holy beasts, Xiao Qingrong can only sit in the corner. It shows how embarrassing her identity is and how disliked she is behind her back."

"Tadpole, after we defeat the Divine Bird of Destruction, can we take care of the Angel Clan?"

"Ben Gua likes the smell of them, they are clean. It would be too pitiful for such creatures to live in the shadows all their lives."

Ye Hanjun listened carefully, remained silent for a moment, and said slowly:

"The angel family...may not be as fragile as we think."

"Tadpole, what did you find? I will also become a melon-eater!"

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he immediately threw away the herbs, tugged on Lord Yehan's collar, and hung it on it, urging him to continue talking.

"There is something wrong with Qingrong. She is not a six-winged holy angel, but a ten-winged divine angel."

"Ah?" Guagua was stunned for a second, "Have you seen her attribute panel?"

"How could this happen? Ben Gua just came within a hundred meters of her and didn't sense any divine fluctuations..."

"A conferred god has provided cover for her. If it weren't for the "qualification appraisal", I wouldn't have been able to see through it just by relying on super spirituality. "

In the spiritual world, Ye Hanjun shared the attribute panel simultaneously, and Guagua, Lie Xinxin, Ye Yin, and Ye Liuying all obtained relevant information.

——

[Race Name]: Ten-Winged Hammer Angel

[Chaos Seal]: "Heaven"

[Major]: Free Path/Sky Path/Holy Path/Auxiliary Path/Physical Path

[Rank]: The Holy Fetus·Perfection

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: Pattern 777777 "Dive Penetration", Pattern 850000 "Ringing Turbulence", Pattern 850000 "Fearless Counterattack", Pattern 936666 "Pursuit Hammer", Pattern 968888 "Defensive Hammer", Pattern 985000 "Charge Swing", 989000 tattoos "Holy Light Dispersion", Divine Grace Hammer, Divine Blessing Armor", 999999 Tattoos "Ten Hammer Combo", 999999 Tattoos "Divine Light Self-Healing"...

[Core Personality]: "Patience"

[Current status]: Holy blessing/Holy asylum/Holy disguise/Holy seal/Holy amulet/Holy protection (Source: Eighteen-winged Divine Angel), Holy container (Link target: Eighteen-winged Divine Angel)/Fluorescent flash/Seal God’s bloodline (strong)/caution/accident/thinking/health/…

[Contractual relationship]: None

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"God's Hammer Angel...this is not the god-conferring legacy that was destroyed by the Miemeng Divine Bird..."

"Of course, it's hard to say. The bloodline of the Angel Clan is not absolutely fixed. It is easy for a series of mutations to appear in the same family. Even if the ancestors become gods, the descendants will have many mutations based on their divinity. The main manifestations are In different competency categories…”

Ye Yin recalled the information he had. The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became:

"With so many special states with the word 'sacred', she only has the appearance and life fluctuations of a holy angel on the surface. Once the flesh is dug out, every drop of blood contains infinite divine power. If this detonates...what will happen? What?"

"Could it be a bomb?" Guagua asked enthusiastically:

"The concept of a human bomb is translated into an angel's body."

"When the Divine Bird of Destruction appears and detonates, she sacrifices her life as the price to fight back on behalf of the angel clan?"

"It's possible." Lord Ye Han thought:

"Isn't the last god-conferring angel in the recent ancient universe the "Eighteen-Winged Divine Angel"? "

"This Qingrong may be the core inheritor who was sealed in recent times. This era has just awakened."

"But if not, the secret hidden behind it is worthy of in-depth scrutiny. If Mie Mengshi knew this, I'm afraid it would be difficult to sleep or eat well."

"Yes." Yeliuying sighed:

"Even your super spirituality can't be seen through. Sister Xin, who is good at disguise, didn't notice anything strange."

"I have reason to suspect that this is a sealing technique that is enough to deceive the true god."

"Even if the Divine Bird of Destruction comes in person, it will be impossible for him to detect abnormalities in a short period of time."

"If an attack breaks out at a critical moment, Qingrong's goal might be achieved."

"Jun Han..."

Ye Yin pursed his lips, his mental fluctuations were extremely solemn:

"You said... the pillar of the angel clan is not dead, right?"

"Everyone thinks that the Eighteen-Winged Divine Canon Angel has fallen long ago. His tribe and his subordinates have been completely eradicated by all forces in recent years."

"There is no owner in the heaven. It has been for many, many years."

"But if this is false, the Eighteen-Winged Divine Code Angel is just in trouble, and finally breaks free at the cost of several epochs..."

"If He returns as a king and encounters the newly ascended Divine Bird of Destruction of Meng, what will he think? And what will he do?"

"Gah! This melon is too big, I can't even digest it!"

Guagua shook his head, feeling like his butt was on fire and his head was smoking:

"Is it possible that we have unintentionally intervened in the dispute between gods?"

"Xiao Qingrong obviously has an extra purpose in participating in this banquet of gods."

"We, plus Mushen Mountain, Mohegan Mountain, Sea of ​​Chili Peppers, Sea of ​​Clouds... this is too lively, isn't it? There must be something good to watch!"

"Mr. Night."

A second voice suddenly came from Lie Xinxin's body:

"I wasn't sure at first, but after sharing the attribute panel, I am 90% sure that this angel of God who hides his identity was not spying on you at first, but me."

"Why?"

Ye Hanjun was puzzled and said suspiciously:

"Is it 'fluorescent flash'?"

"But I haven't heard that there is a special connection between the Shining Spirits. Your method of possessing Sister Xin is so clever, how can she understand it?"

"That's where I'm confused right now."

Zheyu replied:

"Lie Xinxin's demihuman body is filled with fiery fire and light elements."

"I possessed her body. Although I can't imitate the strong Goose Immortal, I can perfectly activate the skills I have mastered."

"But the hiding effect is the same. As long as I am unwilling to be exposed, it is often difficult for outside creatures to find me."

"This is the second time this has happened so far."

"The second time?" Ye Hanjun's eyes flickered slightly: "When was the first time?"

"Totem Ancient City, Mystery Tower."

Zheyu responded:

"That day, I was reviewing official documents as usual. The messenger from the Shining Alliance came to visit and clearly mentioned that they knew I was the Shining Shining and wanted me to join the Shining Alliance."

"Reminiscent of the ten-winged hammer angel, possessing the identity of fluorescent light."

"I suspect that there may be some special connection between them..."

"Is there still this matter?"

Hearing this, Lord Ye Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Things are getting weirder and weirder.

If Qingrong is a member of the Shining Alliance, has Feiyue also come to heaven?

Could she, they, be planning something, lying dormant in Meng's palace, waiting for an opportunity to move?

"Tadpole, why don't I go over and say hello?"

"As long as I return to my true form, the descendants of gods such as God Angel have an innate affection for each other and will not harm me easily."

"inappropriate."

Ye Hanjun thought about it again and again, then held down the little guy who was eager to try:

"Whether it's true or not, whether it's an enemy or a friend, the God's Banquet has not yet reached the final stage, and the Divine Bird of Destruction has not yet revealed its true form."

"Our core purpose is to kill gods. This is the number one priority."

"And once you take action, you must succeed. Otherwise, if you let the Divine Bird of Destruction and Meng escape, Mingdeng Yeshi and Sun Abyss will have an eternal scourge."

"Based on these factors, it doesn't matter whether it's Qingrong or Flying Moon."

"With Muyi here, we have the confidence to wait and see what happens. Rushing to step out of our identity may not necessarily be a good thing for us."

"Okay, then I can only continue to eat melon."

Guagua was not downcast, but he was too curious, so he just needed to divert his attention:

"The guests here are the best in the world."

"The content of their chats, just eavesdropping on some scraps, might be breaking news."

"I'm going to continue eavesdropping. Do you have anything you want to eat or drink? I can get it back if I act cute..."

…

Six months.

Ye Hanjun stayed in the Heavenly Palace for six months.

Half a year in the eyes of mortals is actually very short in the eyes of saints.

Ye Hanjun also had no sense of the passage of time. He listened to gossip every day and occasionally chatted with the holy beast saints he liked. Time passed in a blink of an eye.

"Ku——"

One day, a deafening bird cry came from outside the palace, and the roof of the Heavenly Palace actually fell off and collapsed outward.

The bright divine light rushed in at the first time, and the waiters who were transporting wine barrels and meals knelt on the ground in fear, their legs shaking like sieves.

And the guests sitting in the seats, whether they were laughing or closing their eyes to rest and store their energy, were all awakened.

In just a moment, they straightened their backs, the calm ones looked like frost, the excited ones looked fanatical, and the spirit that was about to burst out... burst out in an instant!

"Here comes the God of Heaven - kneel -"

An old man with great power spoke, and his heavy voice swept through the Heavenly Palace.

Immediately, like thunder and lightning, like the sky turning upside down, a huge and irresistible pressure enveloped the whole place.

"Greetings to the God of Heaven!"

"Since the death of the God of Angels, the heaven is without a master, and any major force can come and go at will, fighting and killing, and there is chaos and disorder all day long!"

"In the second era of the new universe, bathing in the divine light of the God of Feather, obeying the new rules and laws, we are supremely honored!"

After all the servants knelt down, one saint after another, one holy beast after another, prostrated themselves.

They did not dare to look up at the sky, their eyes fell to the ground, and from eyebrows to mouth, they were all in awe.

"Bold, why don't you kneel?"

A flying feather brushed the neck of a saint, and blood splattered.

The saint's breath suddenly weakened, and he could not help but fall to the ground, saying with difficulty:

"I recognize the Miemeng family as the new master of the heaven, and I have come from a distant place to congratulate them."

"But the myriad races in the heavens... have long abandoned the ritual of kneeling and worshipping..."

"Especially among the high-ranking people, they are not the family nor the vassal, why must they kneel? Do the etiquette of the gods need to be so harsh?"

"Yes, we came here with the beautiful pepper, and we are one of the vassals of the sea of ​​peppers."

"In principle, we only kneel to the goddess of spicy and spicy and the spicy demon king. If we are asked to suddenly kowtow to the gods and perform the supreme ceremony...what will the outsiders think? Losing our own face is a small matter, but losing the face of the sea of ​​peppers is a capital crime!"

In the inner and outer rings of the Heavenly Palace, at least one-tenth of the creatures did not kneel down, and each had their own opinions.

Ye Hanjun was one of them.

Based on the feeling, this pressure was not all of the Miemeng Divine Bird, not even one percent.

Any saint king or person with a firm mind has the possibility of resistance.

In other words, this is just a simple test to distinguish the weak from the strong, nothing more.

"Wow~~~"

The supreme pressure suddenly shrank.

An indescribable light and shadow shrank in size, finally passed over the head, and jumped into the throne of the inner circle.

The view of the sky was widened again, and Ye Hanjun looked carefully. The person who just spoke was an old man, with gray hair combed meticulously.

He had the aura of a superior who was not angry, overlooking the whole scene, and suddenly nodded, without saying anything more, chasing the previous light group into the inner circle.

"It's Miemeng Skull, the great elder of the Miemeng family, nicknamed 'Punishment Saint'!"

"He is the second strongest master of the Miemeng family after the current patriarch. The number of kings of sacred beasts who died in his hands is too many to count with two hands!"

The sharp-eyed guests seemed to recall the terrible experience, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva to ease their frightened faces.

"Swish! Swish, swish, swish!!"

A series of divine lights flashed, and at least five Meng-Meng fledglings cut through the sky and stepped into the center of the Heavenly Palace one after another.

Ye Hanjun saw a radiant middle-aged man, an old man without legs, a middle-aged woman with a gloomy look, and a pair of young men and women with high spirits.

"Here it comes! Meng-Meng Feng, be the head of the family!"

"The reason why the Meng family is called the 'Son of Heaven' is because of the SS-level "Son of Heaven" authority. Meng-Meng Feng is undoubtedly a great master. Although he has not been able to get involved in the crown position, he can kill demigods!"

A Tengu who has reached the minor level of the Holy Saint, not knowing whether it is excited or frightened, clamped his tail between his legs, and his ears turned into airplane ears, as if all the bones in his body were soft.

"The one without legs is the last generation of the clan leader..."

"I didn't expect the old clan leader to be still alive. Although he looks very weak, he may see the Meng family ascend to the God Clan in his lifetime. This honor - no regrets even in death, right? ”

The other Bifang, who had reached the highest level of sainthood, was very envious. The desire and longing hidden in his eyes caused a group of holy beasts to growl.

"Mie Mengqin, the second elder of the Miemeng clan, is not a crowned emperor, but only an S-level "favored by heaven". Since the contracted Miemeng fledgling regained its divinity, it has been difficult for the holy kings to find an opponent. ”

"Mie Mengmiao and Miemeng Qiang, this pair of siblings soared to the sky, enjoying the treatment of the gods at the best age, which really makes the beasts envious!"

Bifang's voice suddenly lowered, but it did not escape Ye Hanjun's perception:

"But I heard that the Miemeng clan originally had two mainstays of the middle and young generations."

"One is called Miemengwu, a saint king level, and died in the sea of ​​clouds for some reason."

"The other one, called Miemenghua, has a more powerful background. He is the only crowned emperor in the middle and young generations, inheriting the SS-level "Son of Heaven". He will definitely be the patriarch of the Miemeng clan in the future."

"Who would have expected that such a genius, who has not yet been promoted to the holy throne, died in a foreign land eight hundred years ago. All the kings of holy beasts who accompanied him died. There was only a word 'night' left on the scene, which seemed to point to the Abyss of the Dark Lantern... "

"Hush, be silent!"

"This is the unforgivable hatred of the entire Mie Meng clan. Sooner or later, the Mie Meng divine bird will catch the stinky mice of Ming Lan. Are you tired of talking about this at the God's banquet?"

Tengu blocked Bi Fang's mouth with a slap. Bi Fang realized later and suddenly shrank his neck, no longer daring to speak.

Lord Ye Han's eyes glanced at Ye Yin unconsciously.

Ye Yin shook his head and said secretly:

"We didn't do it."

"Come to think of it, it's either Ye Qiyu or Ye Nishang. The probability of Concubine Ye Wen is low."

"Ye Mochou died in the hands of the Haixiong Clan and the Mie Meng Clan. They in turn slaughtered the Mie Meng Clan's unfinished emperors, burying the clan's hope and future... This is in line with the clan's character." (End of Chapter) )