Chapter 483 Eighteen-Winged Divine Angel

"interesting."

This is the first time Lord Ye Han has heard about the destruction of Menghua.

Referring to Mang Hao, a similar candidate for clan leader must be accompanied by a strong man at the level of a holy king, and there cannot be only one in number.

Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, or Concubine Ye Wen can kill them.

This means that the combat power they can mobilize has already reached the same level.

"In less than half an era, the members of the Death Sect have grown so fast..."

Ye Liuying smacked her tongue and couldn't help but sigh:

"Once upon a time, we were still under the protection of Saint Ye's family, experiencing trials and suffering."

"In the blink of an eye, our young kings and emperors have all ascended to the holy throne and become the pillars of the family."

"Now, we are pointing our swords at the gods, treating them as fish on the chopping board. The disparity in mentality here... is so dreamy!"

Lord Ye Han's eyes were dazed for a moment.

Ye Yin moved her lips, longing for it:

"Yes, I really want to hold a glorious family reunion and invite all the old friends to meet."

"Just like what the Mie Meng clan is doing, tell the heavens and all the saints of the gods that there is an owner of the dark lamp. If you want to get involved, consider whether you are qualified."

"Then, people of the Ye clan will no longer have to hide in Tibet."

"Just because we rely on our family and the underworld lamp to go out and go into the heavens, everyone is in awe..."

"The day when the Ming Lantern is unsealed, it will definitely happen!"

Ye Hanjun smiled slightly, and there was a sparkle in his eyes:

"Muyi alone is not enough."

"Like the Bird of Destruction, a new god holds a grand banquet. How many ghosts, ghosts and snake gods are secretly spying on it?"

"My Ming Deng has far more enemies than Mie Mengshi. Coupled with the fetters of the Sun Abyss, no matter how powerful I am in the world, there will always be clowns jumping out to cause trouble."

…

At that time, the banquet was going on normally.

The arrival of the Meng-Destroying Divine Bird and the Meng-Destroying Clan undoubtedly raised the atmosphere of the banquet to a climax.

Amidst countless compliments and admirations, the light curtain in the inner circle suddenly collapsed.

Jing Rui and Jing Gu from the Elf Tomb cleared their voices and took the initiative to fly towards the throne:

"Congratulations to the Divine Bird of Destruction for ascending to the throne of the Supreme God. Following the order of the Spiritual Ancestor, I will present you with a nine-color elemental sacred stone!"

"This stone is an innate thing that gathers the nine elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness."

"With this sacred stone, it is easy to support a great secret realm. If you use it for practice, it will be of infinite benefit."

"This is a testimony of the sincere friendship between the Elf Tomb and the Heaven."

"Lingzu sincerely hopes that Heaven and the Elf Tombs can interact with each other in the future. If an alliance can be established, it will definitely be a win-win situation."

"Well, Lingzu is interested."

The indescribable light group still couldn't see the true form of the Miemeng Divine Bird.

But he clicked three feathers, and at first he was speeding like a divine sword. When he approached Jing Rui and Jing Gu, he miraculously stopped:

"Three divine feathers, give back to the spiritual ancestor."

"Order has just been restored in the heavens, and it is the time when allies are needed. As a veteran protoss, I am very happy to be able to cooperate with you."

"Thank God!"

Jingrui and Jinggu were overjoyed.

They put away the feathers very carefully, returned to their seats, and saluted respectfully:

"We will definitely convey the wishes of the gods to the spiritual ancestor!"

"Today the gods have come in their true form. We are full of excitement and joy. We should drink ten cups to show our respect!"

"Gudu! Gudu!"

At this moment, not only Jingrui and Jinggu raised their wine glasses, but the rest of the guests in the inner circle also moved in sync.

Such a scene radiated to the outer circle, and the Holy Clan of Feathers such as Tengu and Bi Fang hurriedly held the wine barrel and drank heavily.

"Congratulations to the gods on their enthronement. With the gods here, the world of heaven will soon get rid of its reputation as a food desert!"

The royal family of Chili Sea, the woman in red nicknamed "Beauty Chili", held up the exquisite wine glass with a smile as bright as a flower:

"My grandmother always wanted to expand her business territory."

"If we can purchase special products from the heavens and sell them to all parts of the world, the creatures in the heavens can enjoy the blessings, and the heavens can also enjoy different levels of taste. Please seriously consider the possibility."

The mental fluctuations of the Mongolian Bird of Destruction spread out in a long and melodious way:

"I have admired the name of the goddess Xiangxin for a long time. Among the people in the title, no one can compare with her in terms of business and money-making ideas."

"However, the heaven has just been recovered and is still in disarray."

"I want to stabilize my dominance in the heavenly realm, and when it is impregnable, I can then enter into real business cooperation with Goddess Xiangxin."

"This time will not be particularly short. How about we agree on a thousand years? After a thousand years, I will bring gifts and visit Chili Pepper Sea in person - how about that?"

"Everything follows the will of God. We dare not interfere."

Beauty Jiao drank the wine in her glass, her cheeks were red, and she sat back down in a slightly flirtatious manner.

"Lord of the Heaven Realm, I represent the Golden God Mountain!"

The Hercules general, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly jumped up and threw himself enthusiastically towards the throne.

Visible to the naked eye, it is blocked by a divine barrier. No matter how hard it tries, it is impossible to step into the vicinity of the Divine Bird of Destruction.

"Hehe, you are worthy of being called a god, what a strong deterrent!"

"I have no other intentions. My boss wants to explore the reality of the Valley of the Giants, but he always feels unsure and wants to find a reliable helper. Do you have any ideas?"

The Hercules General's voice was carefree and had no meaning at all.

There was a sudden commotion in the huge Heavenly Palace. Jing Rui, Jing Gu, Mei Jiao... representatives of the top forces all cast their sights on General Hercules.

"Hercules, he's very brave."

"The two eras in the Valley of Giants restrained the tribesmen and no longer fought everywhere like in the recent ancient times. They finally stopped."

"Why do you want to come and provoke me when you get to Mohegan Mountain?"

The mental fluctuations of the Divine Bird of Destruction began to be mixed with a hint of scrutiny.

General Hercules seemed not to hear it, and laughed heartily and said:

"I can't help it. The eldest son of my family was pressed to the ground and rubbed by giants when he was young. He almost lost his life."

"Zhou Yuan in the Giant Valley is uncharacteristically low-key. God knows if their ancestor died."

"If that's the case, if you don't seize the opportunity to overthrow them and wait until a new giant is born, won't you be asking for trouble for yourself?"

"In this case... let me think about it."

The answer from the Divine Bird of Destruction was extremely tactful.

"Okay, after you think about it, tell me, and I will go back and tell the boss!"

The powerful general of the Barbarian type is probably born slow.

It didn't hear the underlying message at all, and actually sat on the ground happily, looking like it was waiting patiently.

"This idiot..."

Ye Liuying was speechless and couldn't help but complain:

"Planning a war between the gods is actually on the table. Does the Barbarian God's legacy have all the muscles in their mind?"

"Even if the Divine Bird of Destruction had some ideas, he would not dare to agree immediately in front of so many gods."

"If you think about it with your feet, you will know that this is something that should be planned secretly."

"We haven't even started yet, but if the news spreads first, wouldn't Giant Valley have enough time to respond?"

Ye Yin lowered his head and considered:

"I have heard before that Hercules and the God of Giants have a grudge, but there is no conclusive evidence to prove it."

"In the second era of the Cenozoic Era, with the continuous birth of new species, the old powerful races will always be replaced. As one of the most representative mythological races in the universe, is it possible that the giant race will be destroyed?"

"Disaster."

Ye Hanjun disagrees:

"The giants are keeping a low profile, so I guess they have indeed encountered a difficult problem."

"But Hercules is also a god who controls power. It's not that difficult to defeat the giant god in the same field."

"Go further and launch a racial war to carry out a clearing attack. If Hercules doesn't find two helpers of the same level, he won't even have a chance."

"Ahem! This is the banquet of the gods, don't talk about it right from the start! There's a lot of fighting and killing, the atmosphere is too solemn!"

The thirty-six-star ladybug king shook its insect limbs and suddenly saluted towards the throne:

"We in Jukun Valley heard that there is a master in the heaven, so we came here to congratulate him."

"My God, please take a look at this list of gifts. They are all high-grade holy insect essences and blood, and the remains of divine insects, but the Yu clan will not dislike them."

According to the words, a scroll floated towards the Divine Bird of Destruction and Meng.

After the Miemeng Divine Bird glanced at it, he handed it to Miemeng Qin:

"Xiao Qin, write everything down."

"Those who have gone to great lengths to reach heaven, I recognize the kindness in them."

"When the Heaven Realm is stabilized, I will definitely visit them all one by one. I won't say any more words of thanks here."

"Everywhere, the little bugs are so frightened."

Thirty-six-star Ladybug King, as if she had received a supreme compliment, returned to her seat with a bang.

"On behalf of Mu Shenshan, I would like to congratulate the god on his ascension to the throne."

"On behalf of the sea of ​​clouds, I offer blessings to the gods..."

Lingyao and Lingshuo from Mu Shenshan, the Cloud Witch Goddess and the Light Witch Goddess from Yunhai... representatives of the gods who were qualified to sit in the inner circle presented treasures one after another.

In this regard, the Mongolian Bird will also respond with basic courtesy.

But when the Holy King's family in the middle circle came forward to pay homage one by one.

He didn't speak anymore, and at most he made a faint nasal sound, and the difference between the two before and after was quite clear.

"The gods are so majestic. You can't see their appearance clearly, but you can feel the unparalleled aura of the gods!"

"Hehe, I have also met the God's Yu Clan. The Fire God Mountain once didn't want me, but now I am under the command of the Mie Meng Clan. They are all from the Yu Clan, so how come there is a sense of friendship among them, right?"

Bi Fang, Tengu, Chongming Bird, Ghost Car Bird, Qingluan... all the colorful bird-shaped holy spirits line up to see the gods.

Lord Ye Han stood still.

His seat was at the end. If any saints nearby tried to push forward, they would be stared at by those in front of him, and they would not be allowed to worship him.

Then at this moment, Ye Hanjun saw Qingrong, who was sitting upright and serious - suddenly stood up.

"Wow~~~"

The milky white holy light brushed across everyone's faces, and six white wings spread out to both sides. The holy angel with a wingspan of about twenty meters suddenly became the focus of the audience.

"It's her, the representative of the holy angel who surrenders to God..."

"Tsk, the angels are so beautiful that they don't look like real people. Coupled with this holy aura, no matter how vicious the gangster is, he won't be able to think of committing a crime..."

The saints and holy birds who have worshiped the sacred bird of Miemeng have different expressions.

Among them, jokers account for two-thirds.

The "angels", the supreme race that once represented the heavens, have now declined into this state.

All the angels of God have fallen, and the few holy angels still have to kneel at the feet of the enemy and obey their orders.

Some of the aboriginal people in the heaven have mixed feelings.

The other part, gloating.

They like to hear stories about prosperity turning into decline. How could they miss the opportunity to add insult to injury?

"Don't the angels like to keep their feet off the ground? Why are they stepping on the ground this time?"

"Although the floor is very clean, I just feel that it doesn't fit the image of a noble angel, hahaha..."

Those who laugh, those who laugh, those who feel distressed, those who sigh, those who are calm, different emotions give different charms.

Qingrong didn't say anything, and didn't even look at any of the arrogant people.

But in the next moment, several flying feathers shot out, and the saint who grinned the loudest suddenly fell down and refused to close his eyes.

"Isn't it a wise decision for the Holy Angel Clan to be willing to rely on our Feather God Clan?"

"Since you are attached, you are one of our own. If you laugh at me again, do you want to fight against me to destroy the Meng family?"

The old voice of the great elder of the Mie Meng clan, Mie Meng Skull, echoed through the temple, and the indifference in it was comparable to that of an iceberg.

The saint and the holy bird, who showed their arrogance not long ago, suddenly fell to their knees in panic:

"I don't dare! Please forgive me! I know I was wrong!"

The Miemeng Divine Bird did not speak. Miemeng Skull snorted coldly and continued to give orders:

"This is a feast for the gods, meant to celebrate."

"Since you are qualified to sit here and are willing to obey the will of God, you can avoid the death penalty...get out."

"Qiang!"

The guards stationed by the wall immediately looked fierce.

They rushed to the detractors, took their arms or wings, and threw them directly out the door.

"Thank you...God for your forgiveness!"

The guests, who were bruised and swollen, quickly got up and fell to their knees again before the door closed.

"Bang!"

The heavy temple door closed, and the Tianshen Palace became completely quiet.

There was only the aroma of wine in the air, and the scene was silent and peaceful. It was unbelievable that this was a packed banquet.

"Qingrong, you are a role model for the Holy Angel clan."

"If you can convince those holy angels who have escaped from heaven to respect me and destroy the Meng clan, the supreme leader of our clan will never kill them and will definitely treat them with courtesy."

Miemeng Feng, the current head of the Miemeng family, descended to the ground, raised his head and looked at Qingrong's face, half serious and half sincere.

Qingrong didn't answer and walked through the crowd.

After stepping into the inner circle, she passed over the Hei Xiong Clan, Yuan Fei Ji, Mapo Cult, and then passed over the sea of ​​clouds, Elf Tomb, Jukun Valley, Mushen Mountain, Pepper Sea... Finally, she stood about five minutes away from the Miemeng Divine Bird. position of 100 meters.

"The angel family has a bad fate."

"Although the destruction of the Meng clan is not the main reason for the decline of our clan, the legacy of the Angels of God died because of you. This is an indisputable fact."

Under the gaze of everyone, the six-winged holy angel Qingrong, while saying frowning words, bent over and hit his knees to the ground.

"Plop!"

She actually knelt down on the ground, and she knelt on her knees without any moisture!

You must know that she is a holy angel. Even ordinary angels will never use the ritual of prostrating.

Now facing Yu's title of God, considering her identity as an angel clan, it is absolutely impossible for the Destroying Meng Divine Bird to force her.

But she still knelt down, Qingrong treated the new master of heaven - was she really so awe-inspiring?

"That's not right, Xiao Qingrong has shifted thirty degrees and is not facing the Great God..."

"In fact, she is worshiping towards nowhere, and the target she is greeting could be..."

Before Xiao Guagua finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion that penetrated the clouds and cracked rocks, as if it was about to collapse the entire palace.

"Click!!"

Qingrong's body of the holy angel was full of cracks without any warning.

Four more wings stretched out from her back, and in an instant, ten wings burst out.

Her wavy golden hair danced wildly in the air, and her eyes lit up with golden light as she flew up out of thin air.

Then, a giant hammer appeared in her hand that was seriously out of proportion with her body.

Facing everyone's shocked gazes, she raised the giant hammer and hit her heart directly.

"Boom!!!"

It was a ground-breaking blow, and the violent hurricane blew up the seats in the audience. Thirty-six-star Ladybug King, Seven-Sword Mantis User, Jingrui, Jinggu, Belle... all the representatives of the Protoss felt turbulent waves in their hearts. .

Even the biggest and most honest Hercules general had his eyes widened, and he was so shocked that he couldn't hold his tongue straight:

"Oh Mom, the hidden angel of God?"

"Which ancestor is this? How come the divine fluctuations he possesses are almost the same as those of gods?"

"La-ma-su-mo-ha-"

Whether it is a saint or a holy beast, they all hear the majestic Sanskrit sound for a moment, as if a Buddha has appeared in the world.

That kind of life magnetic field that is not evil but strict forces 90% of the creatures to do their best to lie down on the ground.

In this way, the lowest distance and the dual pressure exerted on the body and mind can have room to slow down and resist.

"Crash!!!"

The eleventh, the twelfth, the thirteenth...

There are eight more wings, like branches sprouting, and their majestic vitality blocks the majesty of Jiutian.

Qingrong's divine and angelic body suddenly became hazy like mist.

A bright red code appeared in front of him. The code flipped wildly along with the wind and waves. Countless pages fell to the ground, and then blood-red ancient trees imprisoned the throne.

The mysterious light group representing the divine bird that destroys Mongolia seems to be trapped in a birdcage, and it cannot escape even if it rushes left and right.

"I'm guilty. I'm sorry for my descendants and my vassals."

"But I'm not dead yet. What's the crime for killing my last remaining body?"

"Tear!!"

A white feather suddenly turned red, like a bloodthirsty demon soldier, aiming at the head of the Mengming Divine Bird.

"Swish!"

Another white feather suddenly shone like gold, blocking the three flying feathers that were cut at a strange angle, and was suddenly blocked and shattered.

"Divine Angel... violent form."

"The secret of the God... Haotian Wuji!"

A point of divine light, as thin as an embroidery needle, pierced straight through the sky.

Immediately, a mushroom cloud radiating a radius of 500,000 miles-exploded.

Ye Hanjun endured the stinging pain in his eyeballs and looked at the sky. He was surprised to find that at this moment, the sky seemed to have thickness, and the width... extended infinitely! (End of this chapter)