Mystic God-level Emperor System

The movement here instantly attracted the attention of the old Zhiqiu, and the other quasi-sages in the holy city also noticed that a quasi-sage aura erupted in the Shen Medicine Valley, and there seemed to be fighting, and they rushed to the Shen Medicine Valley with uncertainty.

In an instant, several figures fell beside the warrior in the penalty hall. Li Xuanji and others looked at the warrior in the penalty hall, then looked at the iron sickle, frowning slowly.

Hu Zhen went and returned, and his expression changed in vain when he saw the warrior of the Palace of Punishment lying in the ruins, coughing up blood.

"Hehe, there are many quasi-sages of your human race."

Tie Jian smiled coldly, his eyes swept across the crowd.

Hu Zhen immediately took the warrior from the Palace of Punishment from the ruins, checked his injuries, and saw that he coughed up blood constantly, so he treated his injuries with his cultivation base.

"Why did your Excellency attack my Kunlun martial artist?"

Old Zhiqiu frowned.

"Why, you have to ask him."

Tie Jian sneered.

The young master of the Black Zerg took the other quasi-sages of the Black Zerg and slowly walked forward. Upon seeing this, Hu Zhen immediately spoke:

"Sage Ma, what is going on? Is there any misunderstanding in it?"

"You human martial artist, you are not bad at words, my men just taught him a little lesson, it's not a misunderstanding."

Young Master Black Zerg said lightly.

"Everyone, you are the guests I invited from Kunlun to come back to the banquet. The guests acted on the host's people at the host's house. This is justified and reasonable, right?"

Old Zhiqiu smiled.

"Then your master, what are your plans? Do you want us to leave?

Or should we guests say sorry to this ant? "

Young Master Black Zerg smiled.

After saying this, the saint aura on him slowly rose up, and instantly enveloped Li Xuanji and others, constantly exerting pressure on them.

When the quasi-sage faced the saint, he naturally had no ability to resist. Just this breath made the old Zhiqiu and the others feel as if they were being pressed on their back by a big mountain, and their breath became a little rush.

But in the next second, this feeling disappeared like a tide.

A figure came slowly from behind them.

"Su Sheng!"

The crowd clasped their fists and saluted.

Su Han nodded faintly.

Young Master Black Zerg's eyes fell on Su Han, and he smiled lightly: "Are you the new saint of Kunlun?"

Su Han glanced at him, and lightly pointed at the warrior of the Palace of Punishment, a life worm plunged into his body, and in an instant, his injury healed instantly.

"Let's talk about why they shot you."

The warrior of the Palace of Punishment hurriedly hugged and saluted Su Han, and then said the matter again.

"Oh, because of the road to luck."

Su Han nodded slightly and smiled at him: "You didn't do anything wrong with this matter, I will deal with it."

"Yes, Su Sheng!"

The penalty hall warrior nodded quickly, stood aside with joy, and then cast pity on the young master of the Black Zerg Race and others.

"How do you call it?"

Su Han smiled towards the Young Master Black Zerg.

"Black Zerg, Ma Qingfeng."

Young Master Black Zerg smiled lightly.

"Have you never heard of the road to luck?"

Su Han smiled.

Ma Qingfeng sneered and said faintly: "Maybe I am ignorant."

"Ok."

Su Han nodded, with a sincere expression: "You are indeed a little ignorant. As a saint, you shouldn't be like this. You rarely leave the Black Zerg on weekdays?"

Ma Qingfeng only taunted deliberately, but didn't expect the other party to follow her own words and mock her for being ignorant?

Before he spoke, the iron sickle pointed at Su Han and shouted angrily: "What are you..."

"Noisy."

Su Han waved his hand gently.

boom!

The limbs of the iron sickle suddenly turned into blood mist, he looked at Su Han with a look of astonishment, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. In his mouth, it became empty, not to mention the tongue, even the teeth were gone. !

Ma Qingfeng was furious, "You dare!"

After a cup of tea.

Ma Qingfeng and others were already lying on the ground with their eyes closed, with injuries all over their body, but Su Han looked calm and calm, as if he had never taken any action.

What Li Xuanji and the others saw was stunned. They didn't expect that Ma Qingfeng, who was also a saint, was in Su Han's hands, just like a young boy, without the strength to fight back!

Su Han said faintly: "Lock them up, and when everyone arrives, behead to show the public."

"Yes."

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"Kunlun is in front."

"Well, it's there, hey, I didn't expect that one day we would have to come to Kunlun to please the unintentional Taoist leader."

"What to please, just to increase our feelings. Although we are the deacon of the True Dragon Academy, we are not the true dragon family. The dragon bone and phoenix blood pill left by the unintentional Daoist will not be our turn.

But as long as we cultivate a good relationship with the Wuxin Daoist, we will gather the spiritual materials in the future, and ask him to refine the dragon bone and phoenix blood pill. Isn't it beautiful? "This is also true. Nowadays, in the realm of immortals, it seems that only Dao Chang Wuxin can refine the dragon bone and phoenix blood pill. This pill is about to be lost. It may not be possible to see one in decades, even those on the true dragon list. The strong have to ask for this pill for the sect and nothing

It’s a good relationship. "The three figures came to the holy city as they talked. They are all from the True Dragon Academy, and they are all saints, and they are in charge of the power of luck, but they are not from the true dragon clan. I heard that Su Han is hosting a banquet. They came here after receiving the news

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"Huh, that's..." The three of them suddenly stopped, their eyes all looking away. Not far from the gate of the holy city, there was a figure kneeling on the ground with her head down, occasionally someone Standing in front of them, pointing and pointing, the human warriors passing by will be sarcasm from time to time.

sentence.

"Song Heng."

"It's him."

"If this guy hadn't talked nonsense in the real dragon **** realm, he wouldn't have fallen here.

His father is a holy lord, and his future is bound to be stronger than ours, but now he has to kneel here for a hundred years. "

"If you talk too much, you will lose it. It's better to practice in a low-key manner like I am waiting.

The three shook their heads, looked at Song Heng a few times, and walked into the holy city.

Song Heng knelt on the ground with his fists clenched. He thought he could bear all the humiliation for his life, but he just couldn't stand it for a while.

The human races around who are pointing and pointing are really hateful. He can't wait to violently violently kill them with a punch.

But as long as he thought of this, he would feel that there seemed to be eyes staring at him in the blazing mountain behind him, and it made him feel numb!

"Human race still has saints! Su Han sent him to stare at me!"

Song Heng was terrified at the time, and he no longer dared to provoke the idea of ​​violent lightly.

"Sentimental winter, what a poetic name, but I think autumn is more suitable.

How are you kneeling these days? It just so happens that Tianjiao from all sects is coming here. I will come out to welcome you and take them to see you together. "

Xue Gu couldn't help but smile when he passed Song Heng with Bladeless Blood. When Song Heng heard the words, his nails were immediately plunged into the flesh, and his extreme anger made him tremble.