For several days, the servants were cautious looking at their master's gloomy face. () The bright moonlight shines on the balcony, and the lit Jingxin Incense is surrounded by a faint smoke, rising slowly. Ye Han looks at the page of paper in his hand with a sinking face, his eyes are deep, and he doesn¡¯t know what he is thinking. What. The moonlight suddenly appeared, and a touch of cyan appeared on the balcony, with lotus flowers on its feet, appearing in front of Ye Han. "Why are they provoking me? I'm afraid it's not just about the divine energy!" Ye Han sneered softly. His eyes fell on the face as white as snow, as clear as white porcelain, and the light shone on it, creating a halo. "Of course there is a reason for this. It's just that a few servants were injured and we don't want you to interfere!" Han Muxue floated and sat opposite Ye Han, looking at him across the table with an extremely serious expression. With eyes like stars, he looked at Ye Han coldly, tapping his scallion fingers on the table, and a loud sound rippled through the room. "Your only mission now is to practice and improve your cultivation as soon as possible. We have devoted a lot of cultivation resources, but we don't want anything to go wrong and our investment to fail." Suddenly, deep in his eyes, A cold light shot out, just like the cold wind blowing in winter, causing the temperature in the room to drop rapidly. The anger turns into ice! "Perhaps you need to understand that if the time comes and you show us the strength to convince us and make us feel that the investment fails, the consequences will probably not be something you can bear." The threat of being cut and beaten reached Ye Han's ears , making his face extremely cold, but no emotional changes could be seen. "I know what I should do!" After a long silence, an indifferent voice sounded from Ye Han's mouth. "I will take personal responsibility for this matter. If you want to interfere in our Han family's affairs, you must be prepared for a disastrous failure!" Han Muxue stood up slowly and left an inexplicable sentence. I wonder if Ye Han is included among those people. Ye Han stood up, walked up to the rooftop with his hands behind his back, looking at the retreating figure, with an unpredictable smile on his face. "Living under someone else's roof, do you think that the people of Lanyu Divine Kingdom are extremely thirsty? But they are also so ruthless. If it weren't for so many resources and powerful magical skills, even the ancestors would not suffer these bird-like things here. Ye Han, do you really want to surrender to that little girl?" A phantom appeared. The three-phase main god said with an extremely unhappy expression. "Surrender? This word will never suit me!" Ye Han sneered indifferently. "Acridine!" As if echoing Ye Han's voice, a small snow-white beast lay on top of its head, pointing its little paw at the sky, as if it was yelling angrily. Compared with the initial stage, this little snow-white beast has grown a lot. It looks as furry as a small ball, flipping randomly in the air and being extremely flexible. I don't see any discomfort at all. Ye Han was sitting there cross-legged, looking at the little beast with a kind look, which seemed to be related to him by blood. It was a warm scene. Calm and peaceful. After a month of retreat and practice, except for the accident of meditating on the "Supreme Sky Classic" earlier, a lot of the remaining time was spent on this practice. With the support of the high-grade Shenyuan Dan and the almost-condensed high-grade Ancient Yuan Stone. Ye Han's physical fitness has been greatly improved, and his supernatural power has reached a peak, a tyrannical body. It brought about a sudden increase in combat power. Such a growth rate was something he could not have imagined beforehand. It is no exaggeration to say that before practicing the "Sky Classic", his consciousness only reached the level of a half-step master god, but he was inferior in other aspects. But now, his physical fitness is close to the highest level of the Saint King's peak giant, but his realm has not yet broken through, but it has surpassed the peak Saint King's giant. On the surface of the body, strong white lines outline a map of the universe like stars. From time to time, bright starlight will burst out, which is a harbinger of the artistic conception of the space of cultivation. A casual blow is beyond the power that a strong person in the later stage of the Saint King should have. With a simple sweep, it can collapse and destroy the extremely solid mountain that has been deposited here for hundreds of millions of years. Sitting there, motionless, the divine spirit fluid in his body was slowly moving. The spiritual liquid that is as warm and moist as water is not particularly strong. It flows through the body, as if moisturizing everywhere, rather than having a strong conflict. "Acridine!" The young swallowing Tianhuan, this snow-white little beast, was very close to Ye Han. It spun around in the air and finally landed on his head. It almost felt like it was its own. The nest is full of messy black hair, lying there, making a comfortable cry, and the figure is cleaner than the water, which makes people feel some pity in their hearts. The biggest benefit of practicing "Zhikong Classic" is that Ye Han's understanding of the artistic conception of space has reached a very high level. Before that, the other three artistic conceptions undoubtedly outweighed him. But now, the spatial artistic conception is smooth all the way, and it has become a veritable number one. Even the terrifying mythical beasts transformed from the three major artistic conceptions were extremely honest in front of Tun Tianhuan and did not dare to make any changes. After sitting on the balcony all night, the sun and the moon alternated. The first ray of sunlight shone down and fell on Ye Han's face. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the bright light, stood up, stretched, and turned around. Went on. In the courtyard, many servants had already gotten up early. When Ye Han walked out, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then felt like saluting. Without stopping all the way, he walked to the gate and pushed open the courtyard door. When the tender grass on the ground was still covered with crystal dewdrops, Ye Han stood on the steps. His courtyard itself is located on the hillside, so high up that one can see everything below. When several figures appeared in his sight, the corner of Ye Han's mouth suddenly cracked, revealing a mocking sneer. At the foot of the mountain, several figures were walking up. There were men and women, wearing black robes without markings, which showed that they were also recent disciples this year. At this moment, their faces were gloomy, and they walked up quickly. "That guy hasn't shown up yet? Are we supposed to keep waiting like this? Not only will it delay your and my cultivation, but I'm afraid the mission won't be completed by then." One of the male voices said, with an unwillingness in his tone. "No need to talk nonsense. This matter is a task assigned to us by the Lord and must be completed. Otherwise, if we disappoint that Lord, we will not be able to gain a foothold in the Kingdom of God by then!" As soon as the Master finished his nagging words, next to him Someone scolded. "Don't say a few words. We are here for the mission. It is worth ten thousand contribution points, which is enough for us to choose a magical skill that can attack the main god in one step." Soon a female voice admonished from the side. "I hope we won't be disappointed this time, we" Seeing that they were approaching the courtyard, someone looked up, as if there was a plug in their throats, and couldn't help but stop suddenly, staring at the door with wide eyes. "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" A calm voice sounded quietly, without any anger, but it made everyone stunned and felt a little uneasy in their hearts. When everyone looked around, Ye Han stood at the gate, as if he was waiting specially. "At that moment, several people felt a sudden and extremely bad feeling in their hearts. They turned around and wanted to go back along the way up. But Ye Han waited for them specially and was naturally unwilling to let them go. Seeing their actions, Ye Han showed a strange smile. "Everyone is here, don't leave in a hurry!" "Blast!" Just as everyone was speeding up their pace and preparing to leave, Ye Han's voice suddenly became sharp. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: A loud thundering sound was heard in the calm space. This space seemed to be filled with unbearable terrifying power and exploded instantly. The terrifying shock wave suddenly swept across the void, forming lines clearly visible to the naked eye, like a physical whip, fiercely sweeping across the bodies of everyone present. ¡®Bang bang! ¡¯ The terrifying loud noise seemed to hit everyone, their eyes widened, and their bodies were torn apart, like inflated balloons, exploding into clouds of blood mist. Ye Han seemed to have received a terrible impact. He flew up high, rushed out, hit the door hard, and flew into the courtyard. "Sir? What's wrong with you?" "Are you okay?!" The cautious servants looked at Ye Han who was dripping with blood and was not spitting out blood. They gathered around him anxiously and was spitting out blood. There is no flaw in the actual injuries, and both sides bear the same amount of force. Although everyone is at the same level, the physical fitness of a few people is completely incomparable to Ye Han, so they were all blown into blood mist, while Ye Han was only slightly seriously injured. Suddenly, there was a sharp and long roar from all around, and dozens of disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall wearing blood-colored robes flew into the air and quickly surrounded Ye Han's courtyard. There is a strong smell of blood in the air, and there are broken pieces of flesh and blood on the ground. The artistic conception of the space seems to have not dissipated, exuding an aura of horror. "What happened?" "It seems like someone died, and even the Law Enforcement Hall was alarmed?" "You dare to kill people in the Kingdom of God, you are simply seeking death." Many peopleEveryone gathered around and talked about it. Many people still had shock on their faces. Many people on the hillside where the incident happened had seen it. There was no way to hide it. Soon, several red-clad Law Enforcement Hall disciples stepped into the courtyard, slapped away the surrounding servants, lifted Ye Han up, and threw him to the ground. He couldn't help but groaned, and then A mouthful of blood spurted out once. "What's wrong with me? How dare you do this to me!" Ye Han's eyes were round and he was roaring as if he was extremely unwilling. "You dare to kill people in the kingdom of God. You have committed the crime of capital punishment. You deserve to be killed. How dare you question me?!" The law enforcement hall disciple roared angrily. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!