Deceive All Worlds, Start To Create A Mythical Ancestor

At this time, thousands of powerful geniuses from all races in the universe injected energy into the Nine Heavens Demon Seal together.

Such a spectacular scene, just for a short moment, the red light from the Nine Heavens Demon Seal rose sharply, and then entered Di Yan's body in a very strange way.

As this huge transformed energy was injected into Di Yan's body, Di Yan's originally tall and straight figure seemed to be more swollen.

This scene was somewhat uncoordinated, but what was not surprising was that the aura emanating from Diyan's body at this time was so powerful that it was unknown how many times stronger than before.

There is no doubt that Di Yan has broken the current confinement through such a method.

Now his strength has definitely surpassed the six-time awakened talent level.

"Thank you for your fulfillment, I will step onto the jihad arena and fight for the final dignity of all races in my universe.

Feeling the majestic power emerging from his body, Di Yan smiled lightly from the corner of his mouth.

"Please Di Yan, I hope you don't let us medical officials."

Xuan Kun's face also became solemn at this moment, and he said solemnly to Di Yan.

Although the geniuses of other universes and races did not speak 640, the light in their eyes was very firm.

Di Yan looked around at the exhausted geniuses of all races in the universe, and there was an inexplicable sense of solemnity on his body.

After he nodded slightly, he no longer hesitated, but moved his body directly. The next moment, Di Yan was already standing on the jihad ring, looking towards Han Mu from afar

Although Di Yan knew that his opponent was Yang Wanjun, Di Yan did not look at Yang Wanjun at this time, but focused all his attention on the unfathomable Han Mu.

Han Mu didn't pay attention to this.

"Are you starting to feel uneasy and self-doubting again?"

Han Mu looked at Yang Wanjun whose face changed slightly beside him, and asked with a smile.

"To be honest, it's really a little stressful. After all, the aura exuding from him is too strong, and it brings me a great sense of oppression."

"It's an uncomfortable feeling, but I trust you."

Yang Wanjun's face was also slightly pale at the moment, but generally speaking, his expression was quite calm, and he forced a smile at Han Mu.

This can't be blamed on Yang Wanjun's lack of ability to bear it or something. After all, what should I say about this thing? At this time, Han Mu has not yet raised Yang Wanjun's strength to a bandit through the Genesis Record.

In other words, Yang Wanjun's strength at this time is still at the level of a four-time awakened talent.

As for Yang Wanjun's current strength, just feeling the aura of Emperor Yan whose strength level has broken through the upper limit of the six awakened talents, this has brought him great pressure, making it difficult for Yang Wanjun to breathe.

At this moment, Yang Wanjun was able to say these words to Han Mu with a smile, which in itself was already considered a very difficult task.

"Well, it's all right as long as you're willing to trust me."

"Although the last player from the talent camp of the universe and all races to enter the jihad arena, after being promoted through external forces, his strength is indeed very strong, and to a certain extent, he has broken some restrictions."

"But you are different, because the means I exerted on you, although it can be regarded as an external force, but after this external force acts on you, it is equivalent to allowing you to directly possess this level of power. "

"You know, these are two completely different concepts."

"Although the power I will give you later is only yours temporarily, but during that period of time, you are a strong person of this level [absolutely will not be mixed with half water]

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"And this is where your greatest advantage lies.

"Okay, the opponent has already entered the field, you don't need to worry about anything, just remember what I said."

There was a smile on the corner of Han Mu's mouth, and he smiled lightly at Yang Wanjun (cfbc).

Yang Wanjun nodded, saluted Han Mu respectfully, and then stretched out his figure. After a few ups and downs, he appeared on the Jihad ring.

"You're nothing but a puppet."

"According to the normal situation, a guy like you is not qualified to stand in front of me at all."

"I don't know what kind of means the aborigines used to make you, the aboriginal players of the cosmic trial field, have such a powerful force in the jihad arena.

"But that's not important to me anymore."

"Because you Blue Star natives have won nine games in a row. In terms of the overall situation, we have already lost."

"What I have to do now is to do my best to prevent you aborigines from winning the unprecedented ten consecutive victories in the jihad arena.

Di Yan, who was standing on the jihad ring, had an extremely ugly expression on his face, but generally speaking, he was at least quite calm.

After Di Yan transformed into energy through the Nine Heavens Demon Seal, he broke the confinement in a short time.

He is aware of the majestic and majestic power in his current body, and he has definitely reached the level of a seven-time awakened talent.

What's more, before that, Di Yan himself was the peerless arrogance among the geniuses of all races in the universe.

Now there is not much to talk about. Before Di Yan watched nine games in a row at the bottom of the Jihad ring, he had already understood something.

Knowing that he is on the jihad arena, what he needs to face is not these puppet players, but the unfathomable native Han Mu.

It was also for this reason that from the moment Di Yan stepped onto the Jihad ring, he never paid attention to the aboriginal contestant who was about to face him.

Although the former aboriginals suddenly became extremely powerful after they entered the jihad arena.

Di Yan couldn't see clearly before, but now he understands clearly that the level of power possessed by those aboriginal players is equivalent to that of a seven-time awakened talent.

Now Di Yan himself has this level of strength, not only that, Di Yan is extremely talented, in other words, he has the ability to leapfrog to fight.

Therefore, Di Yan has great confidence in himself, and does not think that the last aboriginal player is his opponent.

And when Di Yan was thinking about these things in his heart, Yang Wanjun, who was standing opposite him, had already begun to show some clues.

This is a change of breath, derived from the inside out.

Di Yan can be sure that Yang Wanjun, an aborigine who has just entered the Jihad arena, is only at the level of a four-time awakened talent at most.

But now, it was as if a volcano had erupted in Yang Wanjun's body, and powerful energy had densely covered every part of his body. .