Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Dadao Wuxin really promoted to Great Sage?"

Xue Gu was dumbfounded.

Blade Wuxue nodded slightly, "The news comes from Wang Jiang and his wife, and it is accurate."

"I go……"

Xue Gu's hands trembled a little, and he shook his fingers to calculate the time for Blade Wuxue, and said with a look of surprise:

"When he walked on the road of depriving luck, he was only in the third stage of the holy. Like me, I can understand the promotion to the holy after he finished.

With his aptitude, there will be a few more decades of accumulation, and I believe that he will be promoted to the Great Sage.

These decades can be countless times faster than others' three to five hundred years, or even two to three thousand years.

But you do the math yourself, how long is this, why is he a great saint? "

Blade Wuxue smiled faintly: "In Fengyun Kyushu, he was shocked again and again like this. Now that he is promoted to the Great Sage, I take it for granted. We might as well guess when he will be promoted to the Holy Lord?"

Xue Gu: "..."

Outside the holy city.

Countless human warriors walked around Liu Chanfeng's trio, but at this moment, they were in no mood to taunt them.

Everyone was excited, talking about the news they had received through various channels.

"Su Sheng has been promoted to the Great Sage!" "I also know about this. Today, my ancestor retreats and suddenly feels that he is directly promoted to the Seven Tribulations Golden Body and successfully passed the Golden Body Tribulation. Human luck must have risen again, because at that time he was almost defeated

Suddenly, it was because of the rising luck that he was instantly promoted to the Seven Tribulations Golden Body! "

"Your ancestor is really lucky, my ancestor is not good enough. Thirty years ago, he was promoted to the Seven Tribulations Golden Body and was destroyed by the Golden Body.

If the ancestor endured for thirty years, he would be able to successfully set foot in the golden body, it would be a pity..."

"The world is unpredictable, and your ancestors must not know that our Kunlun will have the current scene, the former life and death enemy, such as the dog of the bereavement, even though the holy lord of the Protoss is not dead, it is said that it has fallen apart.

"..."

Liu Chanfeng and Ling Yi looked at each other, and then each showed a bitter smile.

Kneeling for a while, they also knew that Kunlun had faced a siege experience before.

Only that time, it was Kunlun's enemies who left the lives of three holy masters, as well as the lives of dozens of saints and great saints.

As for ordinary warriors, it is countless.

If they knew about this long ago, where would they dare to fight Kunlun's idea?

"Impossible, how long is this, how can he be promoted to the Great Sage, how is this possible!"

Song Heng muttered to himself.

"Brother Song, maybe this person has hidden his strength. When Ma Qingfeng was also a saint, he was easily suppressed by him. At that time, he might already be a saint."

Liu Chanfeng comforted.

"You know what a shit!"

Song Heng glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't talk about suppressing Ma Qingfeng, even the saint of the True Dragon Academy, there is no enemy of his one, you have not known the way to seize luck until now. What does it mean!"

Liu Chanfeng's face changed slightly, a little ugly.

Although the identity of the other party came from an unusual origin, being so insulted by a quasi-sage still made his face a bit unbearable.

Upon seeing this, Ling Yi immediately became a peacemaker and resolved the tension and embarrassment.

"Follow him, anyway, we are all going to kneel here for a while, don't think about it anymore, let's think about what we are going to do after we leave here."

Ling Yi smiled.

Song Heng's expression gradually improved, but when he thought that Su Han might already be the Great Sage, the jealousy in his heart burned irresistibly.

As the Profound Ding Clan's Tianjiao, he worshipped the True Dragon Academy again. Not surprisingly, in a few years, he will be promoted to the Saint.

In the future, the sword will point to the realm of the great sage and the holy master, becoming the world's first-class powerhouse, and can even hit the real dragon list.

In the end, everyone was in awe of the Xuantian Palace.

Such a background made him a very proud person, but now all these prides have been broken by a humble generation.

Broken to the ground, worthless!

"I must change my fate against the sky! This is definitely not my fate!"

Song Heng gritted his teeth and thought.

Pooh!

A child ran past like wind, and then spit on Song Heng's head.

Song Heng stretched out his hand to wipe off his saliva, and glanced at the child with a gloomy expression. Ling Yi and Liu Cangfeng were afraid to speak out, fearing that they would be uninteresting.

"The humiliation I have now is a test given to me by God. As long as I can bear all this, one day I will be reborn from the ashes!"

Song Heng clenched his fists, his heart was full of fighting spirit!

...

"This is the speed of the Great Sage..."

Su Han stepped on the void, with his hands on his back, a sigh on his face.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and his speed was so fast that ordinary martial artists could hardly capture it.

The power to ask for life in the body was always running, trimming the direction of Su Han's pursuit, so as not to "get lost".

A few days later.

Su Han's figure suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction. He, who was closely connected with the human fortune, noticed that the human fortune over there was abnormal and was rapidly declining.

Such fluctuations, at least because millions of human races are being slaughtered, will appear, otherwise the fluctuations will not be so strong!

Su Han immediately changed direction.

Worship the moon country.

A very rare human kingdom in the earth fairy world, because it is located in a remote place and there are no special mineral resources around it, few foreign races will be tempted here.

Therefore, the Kingdom of Baiyue has been inherited here for more than two thousand years, and it has never been weakened. Instead, it has developed from only one one-knife form, to now has a seven-kata golden body, and more than ten strong ones!

This kind of background is no longer weak among the human forces scattered on all sides of the Earth Immortal Realm. Su Han once came to the Earth Immortal Realm for the first time. In the Northern Blood Slaughter Tribe of the Yasha tribe, the Great Yaksha was only seven calamities. Golden body only.

If nothing happens, the Moon-Worshiping Kingdom can continue to develop slowly as before. Even if a foreign race passes by here occasionally, it will seldom be moved by this barren land.

But today, the Kingdom of Worship is about to suffer a catastrophe.

The bustling Kyoto has become ruins.

Millions of human beings in Kyoto have died at least 70% to 80%, countless corpses piled up into mountains, and pavilions turned into ruins.

Such a scene has never been seen in the Moon-Worshiping Kingdom for two thousand years.

The sergeant in heavy armor, covered in blood, stood in twos and threes behind a group of high-ranking men of the Moon-Worshiping Kingdom, their eyes fixed on the figure in the void, and there was a deep hatred in their eyes.

Their relatives are all in Kyoto, and now they don't know whether it is alive or dead, and the whole of Kyoto has become like this. It is the old man with silver pupils in front of him.

They didn't understand who the other party was and why they had to do this kind of thing. The other party looked very similar to the human race, and most likely was of human origin. That being the case, why do you want to be cruel to the same kind?