Chapter 418 Evolution, Jiuyou Juexian!

In the conference hall, Bai Hanyan held his head, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Bi Baixia and Rongyue are no less generous.

That's the Haixiong Clan, with S-level authority and the King of Holy Beasts, the real Holy King family!

Like the Melancholy Rose, there is also a "Princess Rose" of the same level, which is superficially comparable to it.

But in fact, one is the only pillar, and the other is one of many. If there is a real game, the balance of victory will only tilt in one direction.

"Hai Xiong clan...isn't it very popular recently?"

"They want to cooperate with the original overlords of the sea of ​​​​clouds, the light witch goddess and the cloud witch goddess. For this reason, they specially presented the dark lantern..."

Hong Zixun murmured and suddenly became speechless:

"I see……"

"They captured your tribe, so you 'visit'?"

"This is troublesome. It will definitely take time for you to return. During this gap, the news that all the tribesmen dispatched by the Horrible Bear Clan have been destroyed may have been transmitted like a blazing fire among the large and small forces in the sea of ​​clouds..."

On the side, Lu Yin no longer had a bright smile, staring at the extra Ye Nishang, obviously misunderstanding something:

"Ming Deng Ye Clan, a super god clan that has been prosperous for hundreds of thousands of years..."

"There are rumors that your family has given birth to a new title and a new god, and has returned to its former overlord status..."

"But there are also rumors. These news are all false. You are still lingering on, and you are close to extinction in a matter of days..."

"What the facts are, it's hard to tell in just a few words."

Ye Yin apologized again, then puffed up his chest, Shui Bo calmly said:

"Our situation is indeed delicate. If we go the right way, we will be immortal, but if we go wrong, we will be doomed. Caught in the middle, we are in dire straits."

"What's this called..."

"Are we actually related to the Gods?"

The bright sacred tiger's exploded hair still couldn't be gathered back. As the guardian spirit of the Holy Spirit, it actually bit the bullet and said horribly:

"The forces in the heavens and the world are eyeing you. I'm afraid there are as many as tiger hairs, right?"

"How are you going to clean up the mess now? You won't drag us into the water by force, right? Beasts have their own ways, and people have their own humanity. You can't do this!"

"Senior Shenghu is worrying too much."

Ye Yin shook his head:

"Our original intention is simple, to rescue our tribe at all costs."

"Unfortunately, the cruelty of the Horror Bear clan exceeds our plan, and the Saint King-level powerhouses stationed in the Emerald Cloud also force us to have no additional choice."

“The only relief is that our hands and feet are very clean, no one can lock our position in a short period of time.

"However, the sea of ​​clouds is no longer a place to stay for a long time. Melancholy Rose must evacuate here and find another place to collect resources..."

"You don't need to tell us, we also know that we are far away from right and wrong."

Xin Luo suddenly interrupted Ye Yin, his eyes as bright as a torch and said:

"What happens after that?"

"If one day something happens and Melancholy Rose is branded as a dark lamp, where will we go and watch our family be destroyed?"

"You have two choices."

Lord Ye Han was pacing, and suddenly he was side by side with Ye Yin, and said in a calm tone:

"First, go to our opposite side."

"There are thousands of enemies of the Mingdeng Ye clan. If you join and become one of them, no one will deliberately make things difficult for you."

"Easy to say."

Xin Luo frowned and said extremely seriously:

"It's even more difficult to separate the relationship."

"If we really want to join them, with our strength we are just cannon fodder, what's the benefit?"

"You're awake."

"Then, you might as well consider the second option."

Ye Hanjun nodded and said calmly and forcefully:

"On behalf of the family, we can invite you to become allies."

"Note, we are allies, not vassals."

"People who can help us in times of crisis bear greater risks, and correspondingly, they naturally have more benefits."

"If the Mingdeng Ye clan survives this catastrophe and becomes one of the strongest in the world again, we will be your protective umbrella. The world is huge. Anyone who dares to bully you is equivalent to trampling on the face of the entire Mingdeng."

"Are you drawing a cake?"

Shu Bo, the worshiper next to Xin Luo, tried not to show any timidity and sneered:

"Who can say clearly what will happen in the future?"

"We are just little people. As powerful people, why do you bother to win over us?"

"Furthermore, tell us these things. If we don't agree and surrender, you won't want to silence us, right?"

"Yueying...is this true?"

Hong Zixun had not yet adapted to Ye Yin's real name, so he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Lu Yin next to him bit his pink lips, looking pitiful like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"No."

Ye Yin sighed:

"I have not been able to get along with you for more than a day or two. I also have deep feelings for this big family."

"If you decide to go your separate ways, I will never interfere."

"It's just that the positions are different and some things have to be done."

"But no matter what, I will not harm your lives. The Mingdeng Ye clan is famous for killing, but it is not an indiscriminate killing. It is not as unbearable as you think."

"Why!"

Rongyue, Bi Baixia and Bai Hanyan suddenly looked sad and didn't know how to answer.

They glanced at Xin Luo. Obviously, at such a time, they subconsciously wanted to take him as the leader.

"It's very unwise to become the opposite of a good person."

"Our goal is to protect ourselves wisely. If we can do nothing, we will be satisfied."

Xin Luo never showed anger from beginning to end, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper as he weighed the pros and cons:

"But... it's hard to recover when you overturn the water!"

"It has become an established fact that Princess Rose participated in the killing of the Hideous Bear clan."

"Fortunately, the other party is a saint clan, not a god clan. Killing a group of vanguard troops will also be a heavy blow to our family..."

"You'd better not underestimate the Hideous Bear clan."

Ye Hanjun shrugged and reminded:

"On the surface, they haven't established a cooperative relationship with the Wu clan, but secretly, they have already joined another big ship."

"A few years later, it will be easy for the Haixiong family to further develop and become famous all over the world."

"..."

Xin Luo shut her mouth tightly, and after her pupils shrank violently, all her eyes focused on Lord Ye Han:

"I have felt from before that the relationship between you and Yueying is extraordinary, not as simple as distant relatives."

"Who are you? The emperor of the Ye family? The holders of SS-level authority?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Ye Hanjun asked calmly.

"If you can prove your worth and let me see the benefits from forming an alliance with the Ye clan, we will board this pirate ship."

Xin Luo's answer was extremely domineering, finally revealing some of his true temperament.

"This is simple."

Lord Yehan summoned Muyi Hanba and said generously:

"We, the Ye clan, are not alone. Sun Abyss has become our ally."

"One day, we will join hands to break the existing difficulties and welcome a brilliant future together."

"You boy."

Muyi Hanba raised his eyebrows, thinking that summoning him meant a fight, but he didn't expect that he was just going through the motions.

However, the Hanbao tribe never cares about the outside world's evaluation. If it were not for the condition of their ancestor, they would not bother to hide the news.

"boom!"

Muyi Hanba revealed a hint of divinity and allowed the desolate atmosphere to envelope the entire hall.

In an instant, the Holy Tiger of Light seemed to have its limbs twitching and ran away in a pee.

The buck-toothed rat lord curled up in Rongyue's arms, the wolf snake next to Bi Baixia... one after another, they either lowered their heads or clamped their tails, with earth-colored faces, like frightened birds.

"Self-conferred...Legacy?"

"Although King Shura had two sons of gods, none of them left any descendants..."

"You just mentioned the Sun Abyss. This aura, this appearance...could it be the Drought Demon Clan in myths and legends, right?"

Hong Zixun asked tentatively. Seeing that Mr. Ye Han didn't answer, but just smiled, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"No, no? Really?"

"The Sun Abyss was once the head of the Seven Abyss. It disappeared for unknown reasons, but its reputation spread outside is still that of a bottomless cold pool, which can easily make the gods fearful..."

Rongyue, Bi Baixia, and Bai Hanyan seemed to change their expressions.

Hu Qi, Shu Bo, and Guli Laosi, Xin Luo's three major worshippers, also showed signs of trance and were mentally unstable.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lord Yehan takes back Muyi Hanba and no longer makes him the only one under the spotlight.

Then, he scanned the hall, not only talking to the Melancholy Rose, but also to Ye Yin and Ye Nishang:

"I have a certain degree of confidence in rekindling the glory of the Underworld Lantern."

"But we lack time. No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to be born with enlightenment."

"Everyone, whether to join forces or go against each other, the choice is in your hands."

The dark councilors and guardian saints of Melancholy Rose looked at each other in confusion.

They looked left and right, doubting each other's thoughts, and kept whispering:

"The underworld lamp, the sun, the two abyss unite, this is a new thing that breaks the sky..."

"If this news gets out, those ethnic groups who like to add insult to injury will have to think carefully about whether they are ready to face the double wrath..."

Hong Zixun weakly raised his hand and expressed his opinion:

"I have decided, no matter what, I will follow Brother Yueying!"

"Isn't the worst result that we will die without death? On the other hand, if we can achieve success, our descendants will be able to enjoy happiness!"

"My little slave is also willing to follow the Ye family!"

Lu Yin chuckled and said:

"My little slave has had enough of living by the rules."

"Let's play something big next. Follow Ye Shi, maybe you can enjoy some delicious food~"

"That...that..."

Guangming Holy Tiger blushed, held it in for a long time, and said with shame:

"Master, if you have a chance, can you take me to the Sun Abyss?"

"In this life, I have grown to the greatest sage, which is already the limit of limits."

"But if I can live in the Sun Abyss, maybe I can break the barrier and rush towards the realm of perfection."

As a light attribute monster, it is really jealous of the legendary sacred place "Solar Abyss".

Lord Ye Han smiled, and Lie Xinxin, who was imitating the Sun Witch, was even more dumbfounded.

Those inside the wall want to get out, and those outside the wall want to get in. There is really no way to talk about the choices and fates of living beings.

"You can't come in and out at will for a short period of time, but... we will wait for that day soon."

"Okay! Xiaohu is ready to fight!"

The Holy Tiger of Light gritted his teeth and took the lead in "betraying" Xin Luo:

"Brother Xin, don't hesitate!"

"This man can easily defeat Brother Gurilaus and slaughter the Horrible Bear Clan. He must be the main force!"

"The outside world has publicized the Mingdeng Ye clan in a very bad way, but no matter how many hearsays there are, it's still not as good as what we saw with our own eyes!"

"Come on board, raise the sails, and set sail!"

"Whether the future will shock the world or expose corpses in the wilderness, the turning point of fate will all happen tonight!"

Xin Luo counted numbly for a few seconds, exhaled a breath, and relaxed all the frowns on his brows.

He turned around, faced the other dark councilors and the guardian saints, and said seriously and solemnly:

"Don't you have any objections?"

"If not, I will agree on Melancholy Rose's behalf."

"Um...Old Speaker Jinghui's side..."

Hong Zixun rubbed his head and suddenly remembered that there was another important person who was not present.

"It's okay, he is also a gambler, and his decision-making speed will only be faster than mine."

Xin Luo shook his head and did not forget to say:

"Send someone to tell him later to stop wandering in the sea of ​​clouds and go sightseeing somewhere else."

"yes."

Hu Qi and Shu Bo took orders.

…

It was a busy night.

The melancholy rose stationed in the yellow cloud suddenly began to move.

Many grassroots tribesmen don't know what happened, but the Melancholy Rose is a mobile force, similar to nomads, going from one place to another for anywhere from decades to hundreds of years, and they have long been accustomed to it.

At that time, Ye Hanjun, who had just experienced a big battle, had no time to rest at all.

In order to ensure the reliability of Melancholy Rose in the short term, he introduced his authority and preached together with Yagakure.

The priority is Hong Zixun and Lu Yin, the dark councilors who have not yet been promoted to the ninth level, followed by the backbone.

Ye Hanjun will not force them, he will clearly define the pros and cons and let them make their choice.

But he obviously underestimated the temptation of additional powers. Those with lower power levels have the opportunity to rise to power, and those with lower power levels have the opportunity to obtain "Herald Blessing" and "Guardian Beast". The existence of these powers will make even saints jealous. .

Finally, the finishing work barely came to an end.

Ye Hanjun returned to his room, took a bath, and slept until dawn.

"Tadpole, Grandpa Jue seems to be awake. Take a look!"

Just when he opened his eyes, Guagua pulled his arm and said expectantly.

Ye Hanjun shook his head and felt that yesterday's fatigue was gone. He was full of energy and returned to more than 90% of his condition in all aspects.

"Yeah?"

In his sleep, Ye Hanjun was actually a little touched.

But he is not so impatient. Each evolution of the contracted spirit is like a gift. Opening it earlier or later will not change its essence.

"Juexian, how is the situation?"

Lord Ye Han probed into a trace of soul power, and the mark lit up smoothly.

The texture derived from the summoning formation quickly covered the corner of the room.

Suddenly, a feeling of oppression that made people's hair stand on end rose from nothing.

"Wow~~~"

A little gleam of light seems to come from the end of time.

It was a black guqin, faintly glowing with green thunder, as if lightning turned into a dragon and wrapped around the piano, it was extremely magical.

Its strings are still red, vigorous and dripping with blood.

With just one glance, Lord Ye Han could confirm that Juexian was completely transformed.

He, an eighth-level dabbler, would probably not be able to play the piano. If he wanted to play the music, he could only realize his wish after becoming a saint and gaining matching power.

"Boom!"

The color of the arc changed back to green again, pure green, dazzling green, and full of vitality.

However, there are eight fist-sized thunder balls, like beautiful orbs, lingering on the strings and rotating slowly.

They are all green, three of them are lighter in color, and the other five are bright and give people a more dangerous feeling.

Ye Hanjun was surprised. Just staring at the eight lightning and thunder balls, he actually sensed multiple familiar auras.

Does that first thunder ball correspond to "Minghu Yin"?

The second one... "frivolous"?

The third one... "Big Cold"?

…

So what is the eighth one? If I remember correctly, Jue Xian can only master seven skills...

Lord Yehan seemed to be lost in the mist, he meditated on it and then appraised it.

——

[Race name]: Jiuyou Juexian

[Chaos Seal]: "Soldier"

[Major]: Deduction Path/Suppression Path/Rhythm Path/Furnace Path/Smelting Path

[Rank]: The Most Holy Fetus·Xuyin

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 888888 pattern "Minghu Yin", 888888 pattern "frivolous", 888888 pattern "Great Cold", 999999 pattern "General's Resent", 999999 pattern "Wrath of the Sky", 999999 pattern "Sword Killing", 999999 pattern "Red" "Desolate", 999999 pattern "Shura's last wish"

[Core personality]: "Striving for excellence"

[Current status]: Heavenly soldiers unite (permanent)/Reflecting body (double harp harmoniously)/Fengshen bloodline (less)/Health...

[Contractual relationship]: Very stable

——

"Nine Nether Juexian..."

Ye Hanjun chewed these four words and felt a stream of heat rush into his head and a stream of cold air pour into the soles of his feet.

What a domineering name. Nine is the number one, and You has the meaning of quietness, darkness, and secludedness.

Nine Nethers and Netherworlds either point to the deepest part of the earth, or are used to describe extremely high places, which are unreachable in the eyes of the world.

And isn't the word "Jue Xian" the real name?

It was the first time that Ye Hanjun saw that the true name of a unique soldier's holy spirit actually matched the name of his race.

"Sure enough, the suspended thunder balls represent the music score, and each one corresponds to a skill..."

"General's Complaint, Heaven's Wrath, and Red Desolation maintain their limits and their strength does not decrease."

"Sword Killing has been weakened, and another unique one has been forced to be reduced to the limit..."

Ye Hanjun sighed lightly, and felt a little sympathetic to Juexian's experience.

It was weakened once in each stage, ups and downs, up and down, repeatedly resisting the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth, and to some extent it was also very tenacious.

"The rest is "Shura's Last Wish."

"Although it is only a limit skill, it didn't exist before, and it was suddenly obtained after evolution. This name... is so special."

"Friend of the human race, I have comprehended a new song."

The golden demon transformed into shape, hooked a string with his nails, closed his bloodshot eyes, and was intoxicated:

"Senior Shura Bow, you gave me the bowstring and gave me a faint touch of divinity. ”

“Over the long river of time, I accidentally heard that the emperor of the Ye clan had fallen. My heart was touched, and I recalled the various disasters of the Dark Lantern, and this song was born…” (End of this chapter)