Chapter 518: Double Crown, Unrivaled in the World
Time flows like a stream, passing like a dream.
Ye Hanjun seemed to be in a vast sea of sand, the ruthless wind confused his eyes, and the yellow sand in the sky hindered his steps.
But he still walked on, with no distractions and firm faith.
However, when he finally crossed the sea of sand, he was faced with the endless ocean.
The sea breeze mixed with the smell of fish and salt condensed into a tornado, carrying the momentum of destruction and rushing across the sea.
Ye Hanjun could not find any tools to go out to sea, and had no support points.
He chose to jump, and tried incredible things with his hands and feet.
Finally, the endless ocean was also broken through.
But the front is still not the end, the sword mountain, the tiger's den, the dragon's pool, the cliffs, the netherworld purgatory...
The mortal's practice of learning scriptures may have ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties.
Ye Hanjun experienced nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine difficulties, the torture of the level, sometimes a difference of one thought, all hope is lost.
...
Time... seems to have passed for a long time.
Ye Hanjun walked alone and dully in the spiritual world.
At the worst, he even forgot his own name, didn't know where he should go, and where was his way home.
"Big tadpole, come on!"
"Clang! Clang!!"
"Boom boom——"
"Hulu... Hulu..."
"Human patron, too lame, too lame! Did you get defeated just like that?"
"My lord, since it's you, you can do it!"
...
Occasionally, there would be a familiar, kind, but very distant call in his ears.
Every time at this time, Ye Hanjun's confused eyes slowly reflected a ray of brilliance.
That was the light of the spirit, although dim and almost nothing.
However, even if it became a firefly on the ground, it dared to compete with the bright moon in the sky.
Ye Hanjun recalled his belief.
——Crown.
This is the top and most powerful realm of the human race.
He not only wants to ascend, but also surpass, to be the peak that has never been seen before and will never be seen again.
For this, what's wrong with suffering?
As long as there is a breath left, we will fight to the end.
Since the five universes, the fetus of the god has been seen frequently.
The human race clearly has the power of the contract, but it has become a foil.
If we don't adjust the weights on both sides of the scale and stop the erosion of "disaster", there will be nothing left in the heavens, the worlds, all things and races.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Ye Hanjun heard his heartbeat again.
His body seemed to turn into a giant, as tall as a mountain.
When resonating with the heaven and earth, the sound shook the forest and resounded through the clouds.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Ye Hanjun heard the sound of blood flowing.
The blood in the blood vessels, like rivers, lakes and seas, rushed into the heart and gathered at the source.
When it circulated and gushed again, the infinite and boundless power poured into the limbs and spread into hundreds of acupoints, flowing endlessly and torrentially.
"One thought is god, one thought is devil."
"The one who wears the crown is as bright as the sun and fierce as the autumn frost."
"The anger of the crown makes the mountains and rivers tremble, and the wind and clouds change color."
"The order of the crown is as powerful as thunder and lightning, and it cannot be disobeyed."
"The crown has the momentum to swallow thousands of miles and is invincible."
"..."
The secret realm of chaos, the double gates of life and death.
Suddenly, the gate of the end of life was seen, emitting faint light, like a deep sea whirlpool, thrilling.
Sitting at the end, Ye Hanjun, I don't know when, black hair is a hundred meters long, draped over his shoulders like a waterfall.
Under him, the sea of blood and corpses is more than ten thousand feet high.
Suddenly, blood is like flowers, and all flowers bloom together.
Suddenly, the bones are condensed into towers, and the towers are connected.
He is like a demon god in human form, who has cultivated the secret of killing. A strand of hair can be used as a soul-devouring weapon, and a piece of nail can be used as a battle axe to open the sky.
"Swish!"
The heart moves at will, and Ye Hanjun opens his eyes.
Two pillars of blood light shot out in a moment, with the ferocity of dragons and tigers, and the speed of electric pythons.
With two bangs, the unshakable chaotic wall actually left two bottomless pits, which was the most shocking.
Ye Hanjun seemed unaware.
When the blood light disappeared from his eyeballs, his pupils returned to black.
The tranquility in it was like a cold pond, which could accommodate all the noise in the world. When you see a mountain, it is a stone, and when you see the sea, it is a well. The wrath of the sky cannot change its face. When the wind stops, the water level is like a mirror.
Ye Hanjun's aura - earth-shaking!
It is said that the King of Hell commands ghosts and gods.
However, the King of Hell has ten palaces. Above the ten palaces, what kind of person can command?
At this time, at this moment, here.
This Ye Hanjun, with ghosts as robes and divine blood as patterns, is colorful and fantastic.
He wears a huge crown of bones on his head, as if he is carrying the weight of the dead world with a human body.
On his waist, which was neither sturdy nor frail, he wore a jade token.
On it, the word "kill" was engraved on the front and "pardon" on the back. The former was full of killing intent, while the latter was full of compassion. The contrast was sharp.
And under His body, blood was no longer qualified to be a carpet.
The deep ancient tomb was filled with desolate bones, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Ordinary corpses would be fine, but the corpses of the Clown King, the Mie Meng Divine Bird, and the Butcher's Arm were also kneeling on the ground, as if they would never dare to stand up without orders.
"Hua... Kacha!!"
Originally, the "Ten Kings of Hell" had ten hells as the Dharma world.
Among them, the Wind and Thunder Hell held the power of thunderbolt.
The Fire Doctor Hell held the power of blazing flames.
The Diamond Hell controlled the power of plunder.
The Bin Leng Hell held the power of ice and snow.
The Wok Soup Hell held the power of boiling and bursting.
The Copper Pillar Hell controlled the punishment of footsteps.
The Slaughter Hell, the punishment of cutting with a knife.
The Train Hell, the power to control the operation.
The Plundering Hell, the power to hold the blazing power.
The Luofeng Hell, the strictness of weighing life and death.
Suddenly, the ten hells merged into one, a deep abyss as high as the sky and as wide as the earth, as black as ink, hanging on the back.
The ten Hades clones also merged.
Finally, they returned to the feet of Ye Hanjun, condensed into ten wriggling shadows, one look at them was terrifying, the second look was soul-shattering, the third look was annihilated, and the body and the way were immediately dead.
"Big Tadpole..."
Guagua, who was dozing off, suddenly woke up.
His body seemed to be a little bigger, and he stood on the golden lotus with his chest and head held high, with the power of a white tiger and high spirits:
"The Ten Hades of Big Tadpole, inherited from Grandpa Shura's bloodline, is one of the strongest in the way of killing. "
"However, the crown is unique. If we go back to the old path, we will inevitably hit a wall..."
"Now that we have finally taken this step, I feel that the direction of the law evolution has been greatly sublimated, without serious dislocation or change..."
"Big tadpole, what is the name of this unique mythological authority? I will remember it firmly and help you spread your reputation in the future!"
"The Ten Palaces of the King of Hell, above the Ten Palaces, is called the Emperor."
Standing on the land of bones, with the dark abyss hanging on his back, Ye Hanjun's eyes are deep.
The words in his mouth are obviously normal human language, and the additional sense of rhythm makes it completely different from mortals and saints:
"This crown is called - Emperor Yan."
"Holding this divine power, you should be like the True Lord of the Netherworld, the God of Death of the Underworld, the Ghost King of the Yellow Springs, and the Nether and Hell systems, and easily shock..."
"So cool! "Guagua shook off his sleepiness and cheered: "Grandpa Shura is the first ancestor of the Mingdeng Ye family. Grandpa Shitian and Grandpa Chengfeng are the second and third ancestors. Big Tadpole is the fourth ancestor. He is not only the pillar of the family, but also the pillar of the heavens and the world... Great!" Ye Hanjun, who was wearing a huge skeleton crown, had no joy on his face. He looked at the Gate of Awakening on the other side, where another Ye Hanjun was sitting cross-legged with a frown, as if he had encountered a problem. "After the 7th level, both powers are promoted together..." "To impact the crown position, not only the body and soul are torn apart, but the way to the crown position is not the same?" The fierce version of Ye Hanjun murmured, trying to analyze the problem. A single crown is at most equivalent to a strong man in the Conferred God. Only a double crown, benchmarking the Heavenly Venerable, is worth matching "disaster". Is it because the "coach" comes from the will of the world, so it is more difficult to prove the truth? "Shua!"
The thoughts were not yet deep.
The Holy Night Cold Lord suddenly woke up.
At that moment, the white robe rustled, as if a strong wind blew across his shoulders, and the good news from the sky fell directly to the earth.
A faith altar floated in the air.
The light of billions of faiths, like sparks, splashed and fell into nothingness.
Bathed in the divine light, the Holy Night Cold Lord was like an immortal descending to the earth, and his long golden hair suddenly turned white.
Unlike the frosty white of Ekifla, his hair did not have the meaning of coldness, but was as clear as a spring, as pure as Guagua.
Including eyebrows and beard, after turning snow-white, there was an inexplicable vicissitude of life, as if he had experienced hardships and finally got his reward. The wisdom hidden in the depths of his heart could be used at will and was inexhaustible.
Using Guagua's words to describe it, this big tadpole had a fairy-like appearance, like the legendary charlatan!
However, his eyes were gray, without pupils, like two balls of chaos, and the more you looked at them, the scarier they were.
The gray sun mark on the center of his brow disappeared, and a gray sun, like a crown or a halo, floated above his head, fully highlighting his divine aura.
The ancient stone gate that should have stood behind him disappeared.
But under the feet of the Holy Night Cold Lord, three flawless full moons, seven broken crescents, and countless stars, like a super huge magic array, emitting gray light all over.
Standing in this array, the Holy Night Cold Lord seemed to overlook all living beings, and the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of all living beings were all reflected in his gray eyes, passing by like a movie.
"The first level... the instructor."
"The fourth level... the protector."
"The seventh level... the pioneer leader."
"Now it is the tenth level, Chaos has given me guidance, and this title is... the master of creation!"
The Holy Night Cold Lord lowered his head, only feeling that his small body had a great power.
The mind was shaking, the laws were rippling, and ripples were stirring everywhere in the Chaos Secret Realm.
Just like the softness of water, the magnificence of mountains, the height of the sky, the breadth of the earth... Everything has a carrier, everything has its essence, and the entanglement of cause and effect is the most mysterious.
"Is this the crown?"
"The perception given by the spiritual side cannot be measured by the word 'times'..."
"Although there is only a one-level difference, the crown and the saint are like clouds in the sky and mud on the ground, which are very different..."
The Holy Night Cold Lord sighed, feeling a bit trance and unreal.
After a while, he raised his chin, and the eyes that gave birth to chaos were aimed at the other side.
"Boom!!"
The Holy Night Cold Lord and the Fierce God Night Cold Lord, their eyes intertwined, and in an instant, it was no less than lightning and thunder.
It was an amazing collision, accompanied by the sound of tearing the eardrums, and the unshakable Gate of Awakening and the Gate of the End of Life shook at the same time.
They... are like positive and negative magnets!
The powerful adsorption force made the two doors like walls, constantly moving towards the center point.
"Ugh..."
Sacred Ye Hanjun and Evil God Ye Hanjun both showed expressions of pain.
One covered his head and arched his back like a shrimp.
One was covering his heart, his body trembling wildly.
"Bang!!"
The door to awakening and the door to the end of life collide violently.
Lord Yehan, who is divided into two bodies, each retaining its memories and beliefs, is like two afterimages, constantly switching between illusion and reality.
Guagua——Don’t dare to take a breath.
Ejifla, Huazhu, Goose Fairy—even Shi Xiaolan were in a rare state of awakening, staring closely at the final fusion of the two Yehan Lords.
"Mo...are you ready?"
"If he succeeds, you and I will be the fourth deity of the new universe."
On a sticky black tentacle-like biological egg, stood a miniature version of the three-eyed white raven.
He stared at the two Yehan Lords who were colliding and merging tens of thousands of times per second, and his three blood gem eyes narrowed slightly.
Then, the wings opened slightly, making preparations for flight.
"Crow... I'm... ready!"
"I envy Lord Ye Han so much, he looks so painful..."
"Crow Crow, it should be painful when we evolve, right? I'm so looking forward to it..."
The sticky black egg was like a meat ball that was beating up and down, unable to calm down.
The three-eyed white crow was silent, his cold gaze unblinking, hiding the divine fluctuations in his body, like a time bomb about to detonate.
"boom!!"
The sacred Lord Yehan and the evil god Lord Yehan merge into one.
It is different from the old days of one person with two appearances and two phantom bodies.
Lord Ye Han, who has successfully fused, has a chaotic left eye, a dark right eye, the left half of his hair is as white as snow, and the right half of his hair is as black as night, clearly distinguishable.
All accompanying costumes and accompanying visions also use the central vertical line of the human body as the dividing point. They are combined left and right to symbiosis with each other, but will not affect or interfere with each other.
Reflected in the vision of Guagua, Ejifla, and Goose Fairy, behind the absurd and weird forms.
Life and death have reached a perfect balance in Lord Yehan's body. He does not stand in the real world, but in the realm of yin and yang, governing the entire cycle of reincarnation.
"Click!!"
The secret realm of chaos began to crack, gradually collapsing as if it could no longer hold Lord Ye Han's personality.
"Quack! This great immortal has been patient for a long, long time, and I can finally attack the gods!"
The Great Goose looked up to the sky and screamed, suddenly spread its wings, and immediately the black feathers fell down, fierce flames surged into the sky, and the arrogant energy swept left and right.
"The art of war is accomplished."
"Using thunder as the base and harp as the body, what shape will it take after the Nine Nethers?"
The fingers of the golden demon plucked the strings, scattering thousands of afterimages.
The sound of the piano is getting faster and louder, and Nirvana is reborn, just in a blink of an eye.
"Ouch! Crow, you lied to me!"
"Ascension and evolution don't hurt at all! Woohoo, I'm so envious of Lord Yehan..."
The sticky black egg jumped up and down, and there was a faint sound of breaking.
At some point, the three-eyed white crow disappeared.
He is like a sparrow, rushing into the egg body, the stream of light flashes, and then, the extremely suppressed and extremely terrifying life force burns like a blazing flame! (End of chapter)