Fortune Chapter 544

In fact, even the people of the compulsion tribe do not know that their most worshipped holy object, the Chi divine compulsion is the holy beast Vermilion Bird, of course, this is also mainly because the holy beast Vermilion Bird has never appeared in the history of the compulsion tribe, although the people of the compulsion tribe worship it, but they do not know much about it.

When Ye Han showed the tattoos on his body, the scruffy old Taoist knew that the sacred beast Vermilion Bird had already recognized Ye Han as its master, which was a providence and a chance, but the scruffy old Taoist never told Ye Han that the little tiger was the sacred beast White Tiger and that the Chi God compulsion was the sacred beast Vermilion Bird.

Ye Han’s strength was still too weak at that time, and it seemed a little too early to be exposed to these dimensions.

It was only that opportunities often came with crises, and Ye Han, having obtained these opportunities, naturally had to endure the corresponding crises.

The Holy Beast Vermilion Bird, which is a divine bird, controls the fire of heaven and earth, and its vitality is only comparable to that of the Black Dragon among the Four Great Sacred Beasts, because the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird’s Bathing Fire Rebirth Technique allows it to be reborn in death repeatedly, and each time it is transformed, it is an evolution.

And right now, Ye Han, the master, was suffering from a crisis, so the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird, which had already recognized Ye Han as its master, would naturally come to his aid.

The Holy Beast Vermilion Bird’s Bathing Fire Rebirth Technique, this would be a huge sublimation for Ye Han.

The battle on Phoenix Mountain in Shanhai City, after all the forces had left, was also a complete shock to the north and south worlds of China.

Eight major ancient martial arts sects, the great powers of the North and South underground worlds, such a terrifying line-up converged on the Phoenix Mountain in Shanhai City, an earth-shattering battle that shocked the world.

This battle did not just involve all the forces, it also brought out Huangfu Qitian, Madman, and such divine figures as Dirt Daoist Xiao Qingshan and Daoist Yu Xu.

It was a feast, with forces from all sides converging, old monsters coming out, and all of them, almost exclusively, for one person.

However, that young man, who had created miracles in the south, died in this battle, at the hands of the southern hegemon Murong Hetu. After knowing this news, many people lamented for it, for a supreme genius to die young in this way, that was a very painful and regrettable thing.

Not only that, this aborted genius was even the son of a madman, and this news was equally alarming to China.

Ye Han, was the son of a madman.

The son of the Madman had died, so what kind of shocking anger would the Madman erupt next?

When the Madman became angry, it would definitely be a river of blood and a field of corpses.

“Alas! I didn’t expect this Ye Han to be the son of the Madman, but it’s a pity that such a genius has died. I thought he would be able to create another miracle and amaze the world, but unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned, he died at a young age and will never reach the height of his father.

“It’s a pity indeed, I’m afraid that many people are now disappointed!”

All over the north and south, people who were following the battle were talking and lamenting, one gaze had already withdrawn from Shanhai City, since that youth had already died in battle, it was not worth paying further attention, a genius who could not grow up, even if it was stunning, could only become a thing of the past.

“Son of a madman, you, to die like that!”

A sigh came out slowly from Zhuge Bongrou’s mouth, Ye Han was the son of a madman, this news really shook her, that person who had plunged from the bottom to this point today with his own hands and a mind, there was such an amazing identity behind him, unfortunately, this identity was only revealed after Ye Han’s death.

However, what makes Zhuge Bongyuo more unfortunate is that Ye Han is dead. For Ye Han, Zhuge Bongyuo feels that he was his rival, but at the same time there is also a sympathetic taste, in this world, no one understands her better than Ye Han.

Now, the person they were rivals and also had an indefinable relationship with died, making Zhuge Banruo’s eyes slightly complicated, Ye Han died, the agreement between them was null and void, but she had an empty feeling clouding her heart.

“Ye Han, this cup of wine, I toast you!” Zhuge Binruo poured out the strong wine in her hand towards the ground, the wine stayed very, very slow, as if a small stream of water was slowly flowing from the ground into the pond in front of her.

“Still not getting through? Why?”

At the same time, the Yan family compound, Master Yan was now lost in thought and sat down on top of the recliner, his face seemed to have become even older in this instant, his eyes, haggard like withered wood, he slowly closed his eyes, his palms were slowly trembling, right now, he was experiencing the pain and suffering of sending his white hair to his black hair, the battle at Phoenix Mountain in Shanhai City had now spread throughout China, he as concerned, could he not know the outcome of that, his grandson had died in battle.

But they had not yet recognized each other, ah, he did not yet know that he had parents in this world, and that he was his grandfather.

Ke Yanke stood just behind Master Yan, shaking his head and sighing darkly, his eyes complicated.

“I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it …… B*****d, Ji Madman you B*****d, why didn’t you save our son? Why? No, I want to go to Shanhai City, I want to see him!” Yan Qing Mu’s face was covered in tears, she stood up and stumbled out of the Yan family compound, her son, she hadn’t really looked at him a few times, she hadn’t called him son, and he hadn’t called her mother!

In Shanhai City, Tang Da Shao and Lin Bo Mo were laughing and weeping at the moment, drinking heavily.

“Hahahahaha! Thief God, you really haven’t opened your eyes! What exactly did my brother provoke you, you have to treat him so, you say it, I am willing to take him to suffer, even to the eighteenth level of hell old me also have no regrets, I only ask …… I only ask you to return my brother to me, to return Hanzi to me, to return me …… ”

At the end of the sentence, Tang Da Shao’s voice is mute, that mouthful of several dozen degrees of strong wine down, four or five empty bottles can kill ordinary people, Lin Baimo red eyes pouring wine into his own mouth, the two back to back looking at the sky dome, their best brother died in battle, which makes them feel that life is a little less what.

Meanwhile, on Mount Emei.

Master Wu I shook her head and sighed; “It’s a pity, forget it, leave his sister behind and send the rest of them down the mountain, they can hide it from them for a while but not for a lifetime, they will have to face it sooner or later.”

“Yes, Master Sister.” Master Emotionless nodded, the same sigh coming out of her mouth.

On this day, Zhou Yun’er and the girls, who had been touring Emei Mountain for several days, were sent down the mountain, but Ye Qiao was left behind for the reason; Master Wu-mei wanted to take her as her disciple, and, Ye Han had already agreed to do so.