"here we go."

Han Le held his breath.

The two giants Yunle and Abunasol have both set their sights on themselves, which means that it is impossible to be good today.

Although he was promoted to the third level of Pinghuang Heavenly Master, the strength levels of the two sides are still different.

These gaps cannot be made up for even the ancient divine weapons.

After all, Han Le has not become a legend yet!

He has great potential. Given enough time, he will definitely be able to kill Yun Le easily. As for the King of Warlocks, Daluo Mountain's inheritance originally restrains wild beasts, not to mention the wild arts developed from wild beasts.

But time is endless.

"I can only fight one."

Han Le gritted his teeth. He did not activate the two ancient magic weapons, but took out a keyboard from behind.

Everyone was stunned.

All of them have reached this level. Does Han Le still want to play a battle song to fight two?

Even if he practices both martial arts and martial arts, and the battle song aura is blessed by him, how could he beat Yunzhou's Intelligent Brain and the King of Warlock?!

You know, the rules of war songs were determined by Yunzhou Zhiwang.

"Han Le, give up!"

"Han Le, just follow Lord Yun Le like us."

"You are obviously a human being, why do you want to be enemies with the world? Return the golden sword of the ancestral tree to Lord Yunle, and Lord may ignore the past and protect you!"

Someone said this in the shelter.

Most of these people are Yun Le's direct descendants. They said this, but they had bad intentions in their hearts, pushing Han Le to the forefront.

It seemed as if he did not cooperate with Yun Le, he was an enemy of all mankind.

Some even shouted: "Han Le, you are indeed a rebellious boy. Yunzhou Intelligent Brain protects humans in the Yunzhou continent for so many years, but you dare to disobey his will!"

This statement is heartbreaking.

Han Le looked at the person who spoke coldly, and it was Ji Donglai, who was under Yun Le. This person is strong and is already in the realm of the God of Heavenly Man. If he hadn't met Lin Ying before, Han Le would have suffered a loss!

Everyone in the shelter suddenly became active.

But Han Le was unmoved at all.

Because he knew that those who really care about him remained silent.

Everyone is smart. How many fools can become great musicians or even legends?

Han Le and Yun Le have already had this quarrel. Even at this time, Han Le gave in to the Golden Sword of the Ancestral Tree and the Red Dust Sword, would Yun Le really let Han Le go?

it's out of the question!

But they didn't want Han Le and Longcheng to continue to fight.

Because they have seen the tragic situation on the other side of the string world!

All the warlocks who follow the King of Warlocks have turned into dead bones at this time.

The other half of the string world has become the underworld.

Obviously, those who came from all directions to cheer for the resurrection of the Warlock King with a pilgrimage mentality did not expect that Abnasol was no longer the great pioneer of that time.

While assimilating the summer insects, he was also assimilated by the summer insects. Although he had human wisdom, his mind and nature had completely collapsed.

Everyone will become his nourishment!

In his eyes, there is no one in his own eyes.

Only yourself, and others.

...

Han Le also knew this.

When he thought of the other end of the string world, his heart ached faintly.

On the one hand, it was because the man suspected of Han Er had appeared near the huge furnace and was holding a heavenly secret stone, which seemed to be doing things for Abnasol.

Now, even Abnasol's great disciple has turned into powerful undead spirits. If Han Er is really still in the string world, the outcome would probably be miserable.

Han Le has few bonds in this world, but the second young master is one of them.

He always remembers the chicness of Han Er jumping into Tianhe from the revolving restaurant when he first met.

If he really died, Han Le would never show mercy to the King of Warlocks!

On the other hand, Han Le felt sorry for the warlocks. Not long ago, when he got involved among the warlocks, he even had a drink with the bear monster brother.

The other party swears to tell him that Yunzhou Zhiwang is the king of wild beasts and the king of warlocks is the justice.

But what about now?

Han Le's real eyes vaguely saw a distorted giant bear monster through the mist created by the summer insects.

His eyes gradually became colder!

"Although the preparation is not enough, since you are struggling with each other, come on!"

Han Le made up his mind and prepared to play the battle song!

That's right!

It is in this string battlefield, the top of the two worlds, in full view of everyone!

He wants to confirm his legendary battle song!

He already has the Yanhuang Realm, and as long as he has the support of the war song, he can turn into a curved realm!

After the legend, Han Le, who has the strength of a third-level Pinghuang Heavenly Master, can compete with the two giants!

But his actions were stopped by the Ancestral Tree Golden Knife!

"You want to achieve legend here? This is impossible!"

"First, this is too dangerous. When building the Qu Realm, you need to devote yourself to it. I am too weak now, and you have not completely suppressed the Red Dust Sword, let alone the two old guys are eyeing me!"

"Second, the things in your mind are too complicated and there are too many things, and even Master Pinghuang has not digested them. The musician needs more peace of mind. Even if you play the ancient and modern music, it is easy to get into a devil!"

"Third, you can't even have time!"

Before he finished speaking, the warlock king's extremely domineering curse had already come!

The light green evil curse unstoppably broke through the defense of the three magic weapons and fell directly on Han Le!

A severe pain spread to Han Le's body!

His muscles were cramped wildly, his pupils were dilated, and his heart was severely painful!

The next second, his breath was cut off!

Bang!

Not far away, a dancing white bone immortal died of his body, but when he died, he still had a horrifying smile on his face.

After all, he is just a skeleton.

Han Le is resurrected.

On this Daluo Mountain, Han Le could not die.

The Red Dust Sword can't kill him, and the curse can't kill him!

It's just that this will interfere with all his actions.

The Red Dust Sword that was just suppressed is actually ready to move again!

The summer insects not far away roared to the sky and attacked the two worlds with dust all over the sky!

boom!

It hit the mountainside and the whole mountain in both worlds was crying!

"I know you have a Daluo Mountain Dead ghost pay for your life, but so what?"

Abnasol sneered: "I will kill you a few times if you have a few lives!"

Immediately afterwards, the curse of the Warlock King came out one after another!

Every one is an undefensive death curse!

When he reached the realm of Abnasol, even the yellow light emitted by the kerosene lamp could not resist his curse!

Daluo Mountain is being attacked by summer insects.

Han Le himself is even more in the process of continuous death and resurrection, and it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to play the war song!

However, in the cycle of death and resurrection, some things gradually awakened in his heart.

His understanding of the Pacification of the Wasteland has become more profound.
To be continued...