Chapter 1689 Son of Hanche, Northern Han Sect

"Don't talk nonsense. If you bump into a big shot, you won't be able to survive!"

Princess Hongyi frowned and shouted fiercely, glaring at Jiang Tian and others with a look of disgust and annoyance.

Yuan Jiankong was so frightened that he trembled all over, nodded quickly and shut up.

Princess Hongyi has always treated people harshly and cruelly, and this is not a joke.

If something really goes wrong, even if she doesn't kill herself for the sake of her fellow disciples, she will inevitably take action on Jiang Daoyou and three other outsiders.

Jiang Tian's face was calm as he mingled among the crowd and looked at the monks without saying a word.

Most of these monks are above Nascent Soul, and the worst are Golden Core.

Some set up spirit gathering arrays around them, slowly breathing in and out to restore their vitality. Some stood upright, scanning the surroundings warily. Some were silent, thinking about their own concerns.

But there was no noise at all. It was obvious that this team was quite disciplined.

The most eye-catching thing is a golden warship, engraved with countless formations, which can withstand at least ten critical strikes from the powerful gods. It is the most expensive among many aircraft.

Around a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators stepped on their swords and floated in the air, like guards, not daring to slack off.

"Four peak Nascent Souls and one half-step god."

Finally, Jiang Tian's consciousness fell on the five people in the golden warship, and a hint of enlightenment emerged in his heart.

at this time.

Among these five people, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and slender snow-white legs was looming in the pink palace dress, and her chest was even more seductive. She walked out of the cabin and said in a sweet voice: "Hey, Pan. Elder, you are so proud that you let Han Che, the dignified son of the Northern Han Sect, wait!"

"Subordinate, I know my mistake! I have seen the Son of God Hanche!"

Elder Pan, who was originally showing off his power in the Wuya Sect, knelt down on the ground and bowed three times and bowed nine times, with a look of fear on his face.

But everyone took it for granted and there was no surprise.

Son of God, Son of God!

Strictly speaking, it has two meanings. One is that at least one of the parents is a powerful god.

The other type is one who is extremely talented and has reached the peak of Nascent Soul, even half-step into becoming a god. He will inevitably step into the realm of god transformation, which is the seed of god transformation.

In either case, a Son of God is a very important person.

Moreover, Wuya Sect, Snow God Palace, Arctic Palace, and Wasteland Sect, these four divine sects, were originally dependent on Beihan Sect.

Even an ordinary inner disciple of Beihan Sect must be treated with caution by the senior officials of the four vassal divine sects, let alone a divine son?

Specifically, the son of God Han Che, his father is a god-level elder, and he is also extremely talented. He condensed the golden elixir at the age of fifty, and the Nascent Soul at the age of a hundred. Now he has reached the half-step of god transformation at the age of only 200 years old. It can be said that His talent is so stunning that Elder Pan cannot compare to it.

"Oh my god! This time it's Hanche Shenzi who leads the team!"

"I heard that he is not only from a good family background, but also has excellent talents, unparalleled cultivation, and powerful strength. He is also very handsome!"

"Hey, if you perform well in action and are favored by God Son Hanche and accepted as a maid, wouldn't it be like reaching the sky in one step!"

And when they heard that the Son of Hanche was here, many female cultivators, headed by Princess Hongyi, had their eyes shining with admiration, as if they were little fans meeting their idol.

"This time, I must become the woman of the Son of God! Parents, please protect your daughter!"

Even Princess Hongyi was moved, murmuring drunkenly, with a hint of spring in her beautiful eyes.

Not to mention that in terms of cultivation, Princess Hongyi needs to rely on Han Che.

In terms of worldly wealth and power, Hanche Shenzi controls two living planets.

Princess Hongyi originally only controlled a small country, and she was too far away from the Son of God Hanche.

The Northern Han Sect is so powerful that it controls more than a dozen living planets.

Its territory is infinitely vast, and its many resources are inexhaustible. Dozens of secular countries and hundreds of millions of creatures must obey its orders, regard it as a god, and worship and pray to it every day.

The disciples of Beihan Sect are truly as sacred as immortals and Buddhas in the mortal world. They are the kings of a country and should be treated with respect when they see them. For everything on these life planets under control, Beihan Sect can be said to take life and death, and obey or rebel according to their heart.

"It's actually the Son of God Hanche!"

"The Son of God Hanche once killed dozens of Nascent Soul demon cultivators, and his record was brilliant!"

"Yes, I heard that even the eldest son, Han Ming, regards him as his right-hand man and his subordinate!"

"The eldest son, Han Ming, is one of the three eldest sons of Beihan Sect. He is the eldest son and has a brilliant record. He is the eldest son who has the best chance of ascending to the position of sect leader in the future!"

"The second eldest son Han Cheng is also here this time. Why isn't Han Cheng the most promising?"

"The level of the God Transformation determines the future future and potential, and is closely related to the chance of climbing to the top and returning to the void. Han Cheng is only a sixth-grade God Transformation, but Han Ming is a Saint-grade God Transformation. The Saint-grade God Transformation is better than the Super-grade God. It is said that the probability of becoming a Returning God is very high! However, there is only one percent chance of becoming a Returning God! So, basically, Han Ming is the leader of the sect and has no chance of running away! !”

"Once Han Ming becomes the leader of the sect, the Son of God Han Che will at least have the position of elder. At that time, one person will be less than one person and more than hundreds of millions of people. He will be able to control several great cultivation stars!"

"Yes, that's what a man should do!"

Many male cultivators showed admiration and admiration, wishing they could replace him with their own bodies.

The female cultivator in palace attire was an elder of the Wasteland Sect, named Chenxi Fairy. She was at the peak level of Nascent Soul and was highly regarded by the Son of Hanche. She had joined forces many times before and did not take Elder Pan seriously. After hearing this, He snorted coldly: "If you behave like this again, even if we don't blame you, how can God Son Hanche spare you? Where is the supreme majesty of the Northern Han Sect?"

"It's okay! There's no big delay. Elder Pan, get up!"

At this time, God Son Hanche walked out and said with a calm smile.

This son of God Hanche has a tall and tall figure, a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows flying into his temples, a high nose bridge, sharp corners of his mouth, and lines like a knife and axe. He is wearing a golden battle suit and a purple gold crown on his head, which makes him look even more... The majestic figure is tall and straight, full of heroic spirit, like an undefeated war god descending into the world.

As a half-step god-transforming power, Hanche Shenzi has the extravagant appearance of a Taoist. The natural taste of Taoism seems to be in harmony with the heaven and earth, and blends with the surrounding environment.

The elegance, ease, and detachment developed through cultivation and realm; the peerless majesty honed by holding important positions and leading an army to fight, are harmoniously and perfectly integrated.

"Subordinate, thank God Son Hanche for your great kindness!"

Under Han Che's majesty, the four peak Nascent Souls, including Fairy Chenxi, did not dare to neglect in the slightest and bowed in salute.

Elder Pan kowtowed again and then dared to get up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"It is rumored that God Son Hanche is one of the top ten handsome men in Kaiyang Star Territory. I didn't believe it before, but when I saw him today, he is indeed well-deserved!"

"He is still ranked in the top ten, I feel he should be ranked first!"

Seeing the true face of God Son Hanche, many female cultivators looked intoxicated and wished they could die for him immediately.

"He is indeed the most shining man in the Kaiyang Galaxy under the starry sky!"

Princess Hongyi only felt that her whole body was getting hot and even a little damp.

I just feel that all the men in the world, compared with Han Che, are like the light of a candle meeting the sun in the sky, they are all dim and not worth mentioning.

"Fellow Taoist Taichu, this is the Son of God Hanche, who reached the half-step of becoming a god before he was two hundred years old. Isn't it amazing?"

Yuan Jiankong looked envious and excited.

"Well, not bad!"

Jiang Tianyan nodded insincerely, after all, there was no need to draw attention to himself.

In fact, if he wanted to reach the top and become a god, he might have done it a few years ago. He just wanted to lay a solid Taoist foundation and prepare for becoming an immortal. He wanted to condense the divine golden elixir, so his entry was slowed down.

As for Qing'er, she was only thirty years old when she first appeared, and she had already reached the stage of becoming a god. She was an immortal, and even the son of God Han Che could not catch up with her.

Yuan Jiankong felt that Jiang Tian didn't seem to think highly of Han Che Shenzi, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, the earth's cultivation civilization had just flourished, and it was normal for Jiang Tian not to understand the power of the strong.

"not bad?"

As a loyal admirer of God Son Hanche, Princess Hongyi couldn't help but feel resentful when she heard Jiang Tian's comments, and hummed: "You don't know how thick the sky is, you are not even as good as a hair of God Son Hanche. These earth monks , poor cultivation, frogs in the well, but everyone thinks too highly of themselves, maybe this is the fearlessness of the ignorant! "