"broken" The old man from the God-Demon Tree had an ugly expression on his face.
His eyes were solemn, staring at a bright light in the sky on the "screen". , "What is that?"
Jiang Han asked doubtfully.
A look of worry flashed across his eyes, because Yan Yumo and others were still there, and if something unexpected happened, he might not be able to get there in time.
"It is the world spirit," the old man from the God Demon Tree said solemnly.
Jiang Han's expression suddenly changed and he lost his voice and said, "That's what the world spirit wants to do."
Although it seemed that the world spirit was just a small light, Jiang Han did not dare to despise it at all.
Just imagine, the existence that controls the power of a world, even if it is in a weak state, no matter how weak it is, is enough to crush all the geniuses "You do not belong to this world, and there are many people with great luck.
You will disrupt the order of this world, or in other words, cause panic to the world spirits."
The old man from the God Demon Tree said in a cold and faint voice, "The battle that defeated the sky countless years ago. " "Then it's going to happen."
Jiang Han looked ugly.
The old man from the God Demon Tree took a deep breath and said, "Kill everything in the cradle."
Jiang Han's expression changed several times, sometimes with murderous intent, sometimes with worry, and finally calmed down.
"What should we do?"
His voice was cold, and even his eyes did not waver.
It was as if his whole personality changed drastically in an instant.
The old man from the God Demon Tree looked at him deeply and sighed: "As of now, if you are the only one who enters the battlefield, you may also perish, but this is the only possible way to resolve this difficulty."
"I want to know why."
Jiang Han did not refuse.
His expression was terrifyingly indifferent, as if he had a sense of indifference to everything.
In the battlefield, Ming You and Ling Ximeng, who were fighting fiercely, stopped almost at the same time and took a few steps back.
His eyes suddenly fell on the void, with vigilance.
Buzz The void was filled with ripples like water waves, and a faint light emitted from the center, which then magnified at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a door.
All the geniuses looked at the door with vigilance.
In the battlefield, such changes occurred, so that no one dared to take it lightly.
Where the eyes were focused, a blurry figure slowly walked out of the door.
It was ordinary, even unremarkable, but it made it difficult for the geniuses to look away.
Deathly silence.
The world seems to have lost its voice.
A hint of murderous intent flashed through Ling Ximeng's blood-colored pupils, and a strange color flashed across her deep eyes.
"Jiang Han" Yan Yumo was the first to react.
She stood beside Jiang Han in a flash, hugged his arm as if to declare her sovereignty, and cast a provocative look at Ling Ximeng.
"Why did he show up now?"
"It's strange.
He has neither divine aura nor demonic aura on his body.
Which camp does he belong to?"
"I hope he is not from the other side.
Otherwise, we will be in big trouble."
All kinds of thoughts flashed through the minds of all the geniuses, even though Ling Ximeng and Ming You were also tyrannical.
But Jiang Han's power, which cannot be seen through at all, is even more frightening.
Normally, Jiang Han would have touched Yan Yumo a few times and made fun of her, but at this moment, he was motionless.
Like a cold stone.
Looking down at Yan Yumo, Jiang Han's eyes flashed with a strange light, but it quickly disappeared.
He raised his head and looked around at all the geniuses.
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"Everyone, I'm here to tell you some sad news."
"Jiang Han, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you still remember me?"
Ling Ximeng smiled brightly, her red hair dancing wildly.
Although she was smiling, it was very charming.
Jiang Han glanced at her indifferently and uttered two words coldly, "Shut up."
Yan Yumo frowned slightly, she always felt that something was wrong with Jiang Han.
Not far away, the smile on Ling Ximeng's pretty face faltered, her blood-stained eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her long hair suddenly grew to tens of feet, piercing Jiang Han like sharp war spears.
Mingyou watched with cold eyes, wanting to know how powerful Jiang Han was.
However, the next moment, Ling Ximeng's expression changed.
"This is impossible" she screamed.
Those bloody hairs were stagnant in the void, as if they were grabbed by a big hand and unable to move.
It's okay for most geniuses, after all, they have seen Jiang Han's ability in the hall before.
But Mingyou's expression changed drastically.
He had not entered the main hall, so he had no idea about Jiang Han's strange ability.
Ming You has a deep understanding of the power of Ling Ximeng's blood hair.
He is confident that if it were any of the geniuses present, they would not be able to tangle with Ling Ximeng.
But now, the bloody hair is inexplicably stagnant and motionless.
When did Jiang Han possess such terrifying power?
"Yeah" Jiang Han squinted his eyes.
He felt that the bloody hair was breaking free from the shackles of his thoughts little by little.
Nodding slightly, Ling Ximeng was worthy of being the number one genius of the Spirit Clan, which made the second best among the Spirit Clan think he was far behind. brush He let go of the restraints, and the bloody hair suddenly retracted.
Ling Ximeng stared at Jiang Han and took a few steps back.
Jiang Han didn't look at her again, but just said to himself, "Although you may not believe this unfortunate news, it is the fact that we are all likely to die."
Wow As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.
Even though most of the geniuses are those with firm minds, they couldn't help but feel a little panicked at this time.
They were already suspicious of Jiang Han's delay in showing up, and because Jiang Han knew the mysterious old man, they couldn't help but believe in his words.
On the side, Yan Yumo was also stunned.
She stared at Jiang Han's expressionless face, and her heart suddenly moved.
"He was in this state that day," Yan Yumo murmured in her heart.
"Jiang Han, although I recognize your strength, on this issue," the little ape king stepped out from the crowd, stared at Jiang Han, and said seriously, "How can you ensure that you are telling the truth?"
Jiang Han said quietly: "I don't need to guarantee you, your life or death is none of my business."
As he spoke, he glanced at Yan Yumo, Jing Tian, Ye Tianming, Feng Qingyang and others, "I only show up for the slightest hope that the people I care about can survive."
For a moment, everyone was silent.
If Jiang Han really made any guarantee, they might still have doubts, but what Jiang Han said made them more aware of Jiang Han's words.
"Junior Brother Jiang, how did you know?"
Feng Qingyang suddenly asked.
Jiang Han was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed slightly.
He turned to look at the gods and demons fighting higher up, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Soon, you will understand" he murmured.
All the geniuses were shocked, and their gazes were cast to the sky almost at the same time. boom Thunder rolls from the sky, and purple lightning breaks through the void.
A pair of huge eyes appeared in the sky, without any emotion, looking down below, as if looking at a group of ants.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed drastically. aa2705221: