Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 257 The God-King's Joint Killing Intent

Zuo Qiumei watched Jiang Lan take Qin Yu and the two away, and snorted coldly.

"If it wasn't for the sake of his sincere love for my stupid sister, my mother would have cut him off a long time ago!"

"Boy, what do you say, from the tone of your voice, are you going to be an enemy of the Eight Great Holy Cities?"

Han Ye looked towards the sky and smiled lightly.

Just when Jiang Lan mentioned Jiang Li's marriage, Han Ye suddenly felt a boundless murderous intent from time.

"It's not that I want to be their enemy, but that they have united to kill me."

"Can you feel the God King's thoughts?" Zuo Qiulin held her chest in surprise.

"Tsk, do you understand Bu Suan's qi mechanism? Forget it, I can't explain it to you, a village woman in the wilderness." Han Ye looked Zuo Qiulin up and down with disgust on his face.

"Han Ye!!!"

Asura Sea.

The 36 suspended islands built by the flesh and blood of monsters in the sea exude monstrous magic energy, reflecting the entire sea area into deep purple.

A man with red hair reclined on the throne of God, looking down at the respectful Zhou Xian below.

"Jointly attack and kill the newly-promoted Craftsman God of the Misty Temple, and share Chehouyuan's refining weapon equally?"

"Hehe, why? This benefit is indeed attractive to other god kings, but it is not a good thing for me, God King Shura."

"Each of you Eight Holy Imperial Cities possesses the spiritual treasures of the Inheritance Primordial Mist, while the remaining god kings of the God Realm have only a handful of spiritual treasures in their hands."

"I have Che Houyuan's first-class Hongmeng Lingbao blood broken ruler, and I am already an invincible existence among the god kings. Why should I help you become stronger?"

"However, I still have to thank you for letting me know the existence of the New Craftsman God, and now he belongs to me, ahahaha!"

Luo Fan, the Asura God King, laughed wildly, and a whirlwind of devilish energy rose from his body.

Seeing that Luo Fan was about to leave, Zhou Xian shouted, "Tianzun Mountain is coming!"

The figure of Shura, who had become illusory, reappeared again.

"Oh? Is it related to this matter?" Luo Fan stared at Zhou Xian with great interest.

"My grandfather promised that whoever contributed the most to killing Han Ye will help him once in the battle for Heavenly Venerable." Zhou Xian bowed his head respectfully, with a sly smile flashing in his eyes.

"What did you say!?" Luo Fan teleported to Zhou Xian, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Senior Shura, can't believe my grandfather's words?" Zhou Xian asked confidently.

"Of course not!" Luo Fan put Zhou Xian down, turned around with an unspeakable expression, lost in memory.

At the end of the last battle for Tianzun, Luo Fan had defeated the god kings and won the Tianzun Lingbao.

But at the last moment, Piaoyu Tianzun suddenly made a move, causing the position of Tianzun that had already belonged to him to change hands again, and made the divine beast monkey.

Luo Fan will never forget the power of Piaoyu Tianzun at that moment, it is a kind of unfathomable and unfathomable power of heaven!

"Which other god kings have you notified?" Luo Fan suddenly turned around and asked.

"Almost all." Zhou Xian answered truthfully.

"You guys are so cautious about a little new God King!" Luo Fan suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"This person is quite weird. Our Thunder Punishment City needs to ensure that one hit will kill him!"

Arctic ice field.

Han Ye was gnawing Zhou Qing's baked ice lotus fish, while guiding him to understand the law of time.

"Han Ye!" Zuo Qiulin's shout resounded throughout the island.

"Why?" Han Ye replied lazily.

"I'm going to the East China Sea, are you going?" After Zuo Qiulin finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.

"Huh... not angry, not angry."

"I made a promise with an old ghost before. If I don't defeat him, I will never set foot in the God Realm Continent."

"Aren't you going to help my younger sister's heir to snatch a marriage? You have to understand the cause and effect of this."

All the people on Iceland disappeared, and they were taken back into Jiang Lan's world by Han Ye.

"Are you sure?" Han Ye asked when he appeared beside Zuo Qiulin.

"If it was before, it would only be six points."

"But now I have refined Yan Luo Jing, ten points!" Zuo Qiulin beautifully took out the mirror to take a look at her peerless face.

"You don't mind if I take everyone to understand the battle between the gods and kings." Han Ye pointed to the small tower of Jiang Lan that emerged in his hand.

"You treat your subordinates well."

Zuo Qiulin turned around and disappeared into the space, followed by Han Ye.

God Realm East China Sea.

The sea area is vast, many times larger than the land of the God Realm.

In the center of the East China Sea, a series of dense island groups are distributed among them.

Looking carefully, these islands are actually composed of flowers, plants and trees, with endless vitality rolling and undulating in the waves.

"Old ghost, I'm coming!" Zuo Qiulin stood high in the sky and waved her hand casually. The black snowflakes falling all over the sky instantly withered thousands of plants and trees.

"Zuo Qiulin, after so many years, you finally dared to set foot on my Lingmu Island again. Could it be that you are sure to defeat me?" An old voice echoed in the grass and wood island group.

Vitality once again glowed in the black snow.

All kinds of plants grow, and chaotic petals fly from the island to the air, condensing the figure of an old man with green eyebrows.

"Grandpa!" Duan Mulei, who was watching the battle in Jiang Lan's world, suddenly exclaimed.

Feeling the majestic aura of the law of wood in the old man's body, Han Ye felt a little puzzled.

"This person should be the god king of Lin Haisheng Imperial City, how could he have something to do with Duanmu's family?"

Zuo Qiulin and the old man with green eyebrows looked at each other, and in an instant, two completely different killing intents collided.

'boom! '

The sea water sank tens of thousands of feet under the two of them.

"Field of Wood!"

Countless flowers, plants and trees grew wildly on the island, turning into huge waves of branches that instantly submerged Zuo Qiulin in it.

"Death field!"

A black spherical world swung from Zuo Qiulin's body, and the flying ice and snow exploded into ice cones, smashing the tree world into thousands of holes.

"Is this the majesty of the god king!?" Everyone in Jiang Lan's world watched in amazement as the sky and sea were filled with the ice of death and the trees of life.

"Zuo Qiulin, you were defeated by this trick back then, don't let the past happen again today!"

The long green hair on the head of the old man with green eyebrows suddenly danced with the wind, and then exploded into a ring-shaped barrier tens of thousands of miles away.

The spiky hair splits infinitely, driving the power of space and stabbing towards Zuo Qiulin who is floating in the center!

"Old ghost, don't cry when you lose your hair!"

Yan Luo mirror rose from Zuo Qiulin's hand, and it was protected by mirror barriers.

Seeing that countless sharp strands of hair were about to tie Zuo Qiulin into a chill, the old man with green eyebrows was about to stop.

The mirror barrier of the Yama mirror suddenly expanded, and it actually guided the hundreds of millions of hair needles to an unknown place.

Immediately afterwards, the pale color quickly spread from the hair tips that were not in the mirror, and spread throughout the entire ring-shaped long hair barrier in an instant.

"You are a first-class Primordial Spirit Treasure that matches your cultivation!!"

"The old man admits defeat!!"

The green-browed old man hastily cut off his long hair, with ashes-like debris floating around.

"Wooden fish, can you take it?" Zuo Qiulin floated proudly between the sky and the earth, looking down at the green-browed old man who was stroking her long hair with great distress.

"You stay in the death ice every day, where did you come from..."

Mu Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of that figure sitting in the clouds, that was as lifeless as a ghost.

"Could it be that your Excellency is the new craftsman god Han Dianzhu?"

(End of this chapter)