Mystic God-level Emperor System

The air seemed to condense.

The Xuanding clan present was a little bit difficult to breathe.

Zhou Tianwang stood in the void with a gloomy expression, staring at Su Han.

The figure of the thirteen princes has completely disappeared.

Punched to death.

As Su Han said at the beginning.

The seventh princess' figure shook for a while, and Mother Xu quickly supported her, her face was ugly, her eyes fixedly looking in the direction of Su Han, there was resentment, anger, and a trace of...unnoticeable fear.

Yes, it's just fear!

As a great saint, Mother Xu has been used to seeing strong winds and waves in her life, but she has never seen such a situation before her.

A quasi-sage, only possessed by the holy master, even she has never been involved in the super-degassing luck!

With the word weird, she couldn't describe the mood in her heart at this moment.

"The Thirteenth Prince is defeated..."

"It was a terrible defeat, no bones left..."

"..."

The faces of the Xuan Ding tribe were all extremely ugly. Looking at Long Ye and Su Wen'an, they all breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on their faces.

"Princess Seven, I said that he won't make a second punch if he beats him to death. Are you satisfied?"

Su Han ignored the existence of King Zhou and turned to look at the seventh princess, with a slight smile on his face.

"He is retaliating 100%, he knows about Nanhua..."

Di Zhufeng's face was ugly, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes looking at Su Han.

Although he had previously dealt with Nan Hua, he still recognized Nan Hua and Su Han's talents in his heart.

Even if Su Han killed more than a dozen ministers' heirs, there was still a hint of cherishing talent in his heart.

But now it has long since disappeared, and there is only the killing intent to cut the roots.

The seventh princess looked at Su Han, never spoke, just kept looking at Su Han.

If she hadn't instructed Di Fu to deal with Nanhua, the other party would certainly not even kill him today.

regret?

Perhaps there was a trace, at the moment the Thirteenth Prince died, she was shaken.

But not now.

Regret is useless.

There is only revenge.

Only to make her thirteen brother look at her eyes under Yu Quan!

"You must remember that you are just a quasi saint.

No matter how strong you are in the same rank, you are not an ant to worry about in the realm of earth fairy.

The road to seizing luck this time has forged many enmities for you, and your enemies are all over the fairy world.

When your path is over, you can understand how hard and difficult the road behind you will be. "

The seventh princess spoke slowly.

Su Han smiled, "My ant, I also want to go against the sky, people, can't live without dreams.

Regardless of whether anyone wants to settle accounts in the future, I will continue one by one, I am dead, because I am not as skilled as others, and I will not blame others.

So, if you have such a plan, just come to me. "

"So arrogant."

"He...has this kind of arrogant capital, surpasses his luck... even you and I, as great saints, have never been involved..."

"So what, it's always just a quasi-sage, even if the saint is not sure of winning against him, the saint can always kill him easily!"

"It's true... But if the Great Sage wants to make a move, he has to wait for him to finish the road of fortune, but behind him, there is also a Holy Lord sitting in the control."

"The Holy Lord, no matter how strong it is, our Profound Ding Emperor."

There was a whisper in the surroundings.

The Xuanding clan warriors looked at Su Han with a hint of resentment and anger.

Only a few people are calm and admire Su Han's mastery of super-degassing luck.

"I will come to you."

The seventh princess left a word coldly, and got up and left.

Mother Xu and Di Zhufeng quickly followed.

Before leaving, the two also bowed their fists in the direction of King Zhou.

"It's just a discussion, you can tell the winners and losers, why do you want to play this killer."

King Zhou Tian finally spoke.

He stared at Su Han coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes had not concealed it.

Changing to an ordinary quasi-sage, being looked at by a holy lord like this, even if the holy lord has not used any means, it is difficult to resist the pressure of his eyes.

Su Han is not.

He has seen many of them.

Zhou Tianwang was not the strongest among those holy masters he had ever seen. Fan Donghai of the Archaic Yinmen was better than him.

In terms of mentality, Su Han was far from the level of Quasi-Sage.

From the cultivation base, now his death god's authority has also reached the transcendence level. Like the Holy Lord, it will also have a little impact, dissolving a lot of Zhou Tianwang's personal coercion that only targets him.

"Senior shouldn't ask me this question, but should ask the seventh princess and the di worship."

Su Han smiled lightly.

King Zhou Tian was silent for a few breaths, and after a few deep glances at Su Han, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

"Senior Yongkang, we can go to the True Dragon Academy."

Su Han looked at Long Yongkang and smiled lightly.

There was a strange look on Long Ye's face. He came from the True Dragon Academy, and now he wants to return to the True Dragon Academy again, but his mentality and identity have long been completely different.

...

After this period of fermentation, Su Han's road to seizing luck has not only spread in the Central Dragon Court, its news has spread outside the Central Dragon Court.

Even many human races learned of this from some powerful people who passed by.

After the Battle of Kunlun, the human race's status in the immortal world has significantly improved, especially those races that only have saints or great saints, and their attitude towards the human race has changed 360 degrees.

Even some holy races with a holy lord sitting in town have to be jealous when facing the human race.

In the human race, there is a terrifying existence who does not know the origin and has a mysterious identity, but can kill three holy masters and repel one holy master in one move.

Who is not scared.

At that time.

Su Han's killing of the thirteen sons of Emperor Xuan Ding was also spreading. This incident was even faster than the road to seize the luck itself, and it was shocking.

The road to seizing luck is inherently easy to offend people, and the warriors who have walked this way will rarely kill, otherwise they will face the disaster of extinction after they have walked.

Not to mention the killing of the son of Emperor Xuan Ding, the fourth strongest in the True Dragon Ranking.

Some people think that Su Han is tantamount to suicide.

After he finished the road to seizing luck, even the moment he left the Xuanding Dynasty, he was already facing death.

"Fuxuan, Grandpa told you that he will stay a line and meet in the future. This son will completely tear his face with the Xuan Ding Clan, and I am afraid that I will not be able to go to the True Dragon Academy."

In the void, an old man smiled faintly, as far as his eyes were, it happened to be Su Han and others.

Next to the old man, stood a woman with a cold face, although she was only in the third realm of Quasi-Holy, but the aura on her body was stronger than that of the holy one!

"Grandpa, you mean, someone from the Xuan Ding clan will kill him halfway through?"

Long Fuxuan frowned slightly.

"Already here."

The old man smiled.

Long Fuxuan's eyes suddenly condensed, and as expected, a figure appeared in the distant void, it was the Xuanding Clan Heavenly King Zhou. He didn't notice the existence of the old man and the woman, only Su Han was in his eyes.