Chapter 1254: The Holy Gate Genius, But Er

The essence of the sacred tree, the wood world is coming...

Under the particularly horrifying gaze of more than 200,000 genius strong men in the audience, the Sheng-big scene that had appeared on the demon clan Xiaoran before appeared in front of everyone again.

Countless lush towering trees directly wrapped the cold weather falling to the ground tightly.

The growth rate of the wood world is increasing, and its spread is even more amazing than before.

In just a few blinks, the airtight wooden cage covered the entire battleground for the races to fight for hegemony. However, Han Chen did not have a hundred-foot demon body as powerful as the owl, but was submerged in the lush wood jungle.

"Boom!"

The thick aura of overwhelming momentum spread out from Feng Haoyue's body, and everyone in the audience trembled. The other party was definitely thinking of killing Han Chen into pieces in a moment.

Hanchen is in danger!

Xuexi, Shenyu, Mu Tianen, Chi Ming and other Han Alliance geniuses couldn't help but turn pale, and each of them had a strong solemn meaning in their eyes.

Yan Wu frowned slightly and murmured softly, "Will you just die like this?"

...

The top of the main peak.

The Palace Master Lianyu of Huantian Sect chuckled faintly and said, "It seems that I don't plan to hold back anymore. Fu Shan, your Holy Sect will still lose."

Fu Shan, the elder of the Holy Sect, frowned, wondering whether to stop the game. If Han Chen was killed like this, it would be a huge loss.

But if the competition for all races is so grand, it would be a bit unreasonable if the game was stopped.

What's more, the guests and strong men from other super sects are here. This century-old ceremony is not a confrontation between the Holy Sect and the Family.

After a brief hesitation, Fu Shan finally shook his head and showed a look of regret.

I can only hope that Hanchen can still maintain a glimmer of hope.

...

"Hahahaha, with this little ability, you deserve to fight me?"

A arrogant laughter came out of Feng Haoyue's mouth, and his hands were constantly changing various seals. He saw a rich green light appearing in the lush wood forests in a range of thousands of meters below.

The rich green brilliance is like the essence condensed by countless life forces.

A terrifying energy riot surged out, violently like the volcano that was about to erupt.

"Turn into pieces for me!"

"The essence of the divine tree, the wood world is coming."

"burst……"

Cold words were revealed from Feng Haoyue's mouth, and everyone in the audience trembled, their eyes widened, holding their breath, and their hearts were raised to their throats.

"That boy is definitely finished." A scream rang out from the crowd.

"Boom!"

But just when almost everyone in the audience thought Han Chen was about to be destroyed by the terrifying power of the "Sacred Tree Realm", a surging gray light suddenly appeared.

The endless gray light, like the ripples on the water surface, spreading infinitely into all directions.

In an instant, under the terrifying eyes of the audience, the trees and jungle that were full of vitality and exuded a strong power of life actually withered at an extremely rapid speed.

The gray light seemed to be the most terrifying "plague" in the world. Wherever you go, the plants and trees wither, the giant trees wither, and the leaves are yellow...

The strong power of life was quickly plundered, and the devastating energy that should have been fully exploded was suppressed.

"Oh my God!"

"This is?"

...

Everyone in the audience stared at the eyes widened, their faces filled with deep shock.

"The power of the Great Wilderness, this kid actually mastered the power of the Great Wilderness?" At the top of the main peak, Fu Shan, the great elder of the Holy Sect, couldn't help but stand up from the stone chair, showing surprise between his eyebrows.

The deputy head of Jiuxiao Pavilion, Yan Wuji, Elder Lianyu of Huantian Sect and other powerful guests were also very surprised.

They were already surprised that Han Chen was able to skillfully use the power of space before.

And the scenes that are now appearing are even more shocking.

"What a domineering power of the Great Wilderness, who is this kid?" The Aokong Demon Lord in the Demon Realm turned his gaze to Fu Shan, the elder of the Holy Sect. "Elder Fu Shan, this kid must not be secretly cultivated by your Holy Sect? If that is the case, then your goal has been achieved."

The other strong men were stunned and subconsciously swept their eyes to Fu Shan.

The purpose of the Aokong Demon Lord is naturally referring to the Holy Sect's genius disciples shine brightly in the battle for hegemony in this race, in order to establish their reputation as the holy land of martial arts in the Zhongxing Continent.

By the way, with the ability of the Holy Gate, there is really such a possibility.

However, Fu Shan smiled and shook his head, "You guys think too much."

A few simple words immediately dispelled everyone's suspicion because the other party was Fu Shan.

...

“Buzz!”

In just a few blinks, the decisive battle for the hegemony of all races has become a different situation.

Just now, the lush jungle that was still alive and bob was withered at this moment, and the originally strong torso of the giant tree turned into a dried rotten wood.

It is no longer difficult for everyone to realize the slightest bit of life from it.

"Okay, so awesome!" Liu Ying, who had had a conflict with Han Chen before, had a strong face full of shock.

Sha Yue, Mu Feng and other geniuses around him were also shocked.

Ye Xiu, Ming Tong, Pu Wang, Qing Ying, Long Kui, Jin Cong, and Shi Hui, all of them looked solemn, and all kinds of huge waves rose in their hearts, and a huge wave.

Feng Haoyue, who stood proudly in the void, frowned, and his gloomy face was quietly covered with frost.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a particularly violent and heavy explosion burst out on the decisive battle platform below.

The dried rotten wood and the yellow leaves burst into pieces in an instant, turning into pieces dancing in the sky.

The terrifying power fluctuates, and the momentum is like a craze to the sky.

The majestic waves of air were venting their own will, and under the majestic aura that soared into the sky, a sharp young figure once again appeared in everyone's sight.

The cyclone of the strong power of the Great Wilderness lingered all over the body, and the Hanchen sword was dying, with a little messy clothes stained with a little mud. A trace of blood hung on the corner of his mouth, and his cold eyes were like the sharp sword in the other party's hand, showing his extraordinary sharpness.

"With this little ability, are you embarrassed to be proud?" Han Chen said coldly.

"Hmph, don't be too happy too early."

Feng Haoyue's eyes became colder, and a deeper energy fluctuation emanated from his body.

“Buzz!”

The next moment, the space behind him became violently distorted, accompanied by a cold and chaotic aura, the sky and the earth changed. Under the rolling wind and thunder, a huge black shadow of the winged bird was shocked in the sky.

Looking at the amazing black shadow, the faces of the people below changed again and again.

This was a killing move that had just been given to the demon clan Xiaoran. With Han Chen's current state, can he withstand it?

"A naughty thing, if you think I, Feng Haoyue, only have this ability, then you are very wrong. Let you see what you have, and you should shout with me here!"

"snort!"

Han Chen sneered, and a huge sound appeared in his body.

"Wow!"

A dazzling white light flashed, and a pair of golden wings suddenly appeared on Han Chen's back.

"That's it?"

"Wings of the Fantasy Dance?"

...

Everyone in the field lit up, but they realized that this thing was the top mid-grade artifact, the Wings of Fantasy Dance, won by the champion of the Thousand Mai Huiwu Competition.

The golden wings are extremely exquisite and beautiful, and each feather leaf is dazzling as golden as scales.

The wings spread out, exuding a particularly gorgeous luster.

Immediately afterwards, with Hanchen as the center, circles of thick air waves rotated rapidly. The fierce wind was rash, and sand and stones flew on the table. Hanchen's body followed by the powerful light of the stars, and the wings of the fantasy dance behind him magnified sharply, just like the legendary angel wings, holy and majestic.

"Swoosh..."

Han Chen suddenly rose up from the ground, turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

During the movement, the holiness that bloomed from the wings of the fantasy dance directly enveloped the cold Chen. It seemed that the cold Chen merged with the wings of the fantasy dance. It suddenly turned into a huge golden-winged bird.

The turbulent atmosphere is coming.

"Cry..."
To be continued...