amaotonovel Chapter 827
Chapter 827
Han Changkong was thinking secretly in his mind, constantly thinking of various ways to improve the efficiency of cultivation. He was racking his brains to plan how to increase the power of the formation in order to get greater help on the road of cultivation. Suddenly, his sound transmission stone vibrated slightly.
Han Changkong's mind moved, and he quickly reached out and took out the sound transmission stone. He only heard Fang Hao's voice coming over anxiously:
"Kuroko, a God King has specifically requested a fight with you on battlefield number ten."
Han Changkong was stunned at first, and was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that someone would come to provoke him so soon.
But he was not afraid. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile, and responded:
"I'll be there shortly."
After saying that, he directly put the sound transmission stone into the space on his person, then stood up, stretched his muscles, and the divine power in his body surged slightly, and his whole body exuded a powerful and confident aura.
At this moment, the atmosphere on battlefield No. 10 was as tense as a taut bowstring, ready to explode at any moment.
The camps of both the Gods and Demons were already on high alert, with all the soldiers looking solemn and their eyes revealing strong hostility.
From the Protoss camp, a burly, stern-faced God King stood out from the crowd. He shouted at the Demonic Gods with disdain on his face:
"You little bastards of the Demon Clan, quickly call out that coward Li Heizi to me. I will kill him on the spot today to avenge the shame of my God Clan!"
His voice was like rolling thunder, echoing endlessly over the battlefield, making everyone's ears buzz, and instantly igniting the tense atmosphere. A fierce life-and-death duel seemed to be about to begin.
Fang Hao from the Demon God Clan looked up and was slightly stunned when he saw that the arrogant person challenging him was actually Xing Yuan.
"Commander Fang, I remember Xing Yuan wasn't in Battlefield 1? Why did he suddenly come to Battlefield 10?"
The person who spoke was a God King who had hurried over from Vanguard City to provide support, his face full of confusion and puzzlement.
Fang Hao's face was solemn, and he slowly said:
"Is that even a question? They're clearly targeting Li Heizi. Xing Yuan is a peak Divine King, renowned among the gods. Furthermore, he controls the extremely overbearing power of fire, which counteracts Li Heizi's gold-based power. I'm afraid Li Heizi will be in great danger in this battle. I'm genuinely worried for him."
Yuan Yan, who had been standing silently behind the two men, was also taken aback when he heard this, and a look of worry instantly appeared on his face. He thought to himself that although his boss had many magical abilities, he was only at the early stage of Divine King cultivation. The gap between him and Xing Yuan was like an insurmountable chasm.
From the level of strength to the attributes of the rules, no matter from which angle, his boss seems to have little chance of winning.
Yuan Kun beside him had a worried look on his face. He gently tugged at the corner of Yuan Yan's clothes and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Yan, can the boss beat the guy on the other side?"
Yuan Yan frowned, his eyes filled with deep worry. He slowly shook his head and replied in a low voice:
"I'm not sure either. The last Protoss Boss fought was at the late stage of the Divine King. Although his power of rules was the same as Boss's, the one coming today is at the peak of the Divine King realm. Moreover, he controls the power of fire, which can restrain Boss's gold. I'm afraid he will be extremely difficult to deal with."
Just when everyone was filled with worry and expectation, a slight space fluctuation suddenly came from the distant sky.
I saw a black shadow across the sky like a meteor and arrived in an instant.
The light dissipated, and Han Changkong's figure appeared steadily in front of the Demon Clan camp.
He was dressed in a black robe that moved in the wind, his posture was upright, his face was stern, and his eyes revealed a sense of determination and confidence, as if nothing in the world could shake his resolve.