Villain: You were the one who suggested breaking off the engagement, why are you crying now?

Boom!

A terrifying energy aftermath rushed out from the space crack that had just been torn open.

The pressure it carried actually caused the eighth-grade commander to fall to the ground instantly.

Fortunately, Su Long bore most of the pressure, so the commander was not hurt, but was just blown away.

"Hahaha, Su Zhantian, you and Jiang Tianzheng want to stop us?"

"You're dreaming!"

In the void, two figures flew backwards. Even the void could not withstand the fluctuations of several people fighting.

The five ferocious alien martial saints were about to take advantage of the situation and injure the two.

But they saw a figure standing quietly outside the crack not far away. He walked in expressionlessly and came to Su Zhantian and the others in a flash.

"Su Long! Have you become a saint?!"

When the five alien martial saints saw him appear, their faces were full of disbelief and astonishment.

"Where is your Martial Saint Heavenly Tribulation?!"

They were extremely puzzled as to why Su Long could become a Martial Saint quietly.

And his aura was so stable.

You know, after the eighth rank, every promotion to a higher level requires a Heavenly Tribulation and the baptism of heaven and earth.

If you pass it, you will become a strong man.

If you can't pass it, you will die.

As for the Martial Saint Heavenly Tribulation, it is even more terrifying. Almost every thunderbolt can kill a ninth rank who has walked out of the origin.

But...why didn't they smell the breath of the Heavenly Tribulation?

Su Long glanced at the five alien Martial Saints, and said nothing. Instead, he turned around and passed his own immortal matter to the injured Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng.

With the immortal matter of the Human Emperor, the deep scars on their chests that could be seen to the bone gradually healed.

The pale face also improved.

Su Zhantian stood up and looked Su Long up and down, with surprise in his eyes: "You changed your path?"

He is Su Long's father, so he naturally knows more than anyone else.

In the past, Su Long followed the path of a benevolent general, and his combat power did not increase too much.

But at this moment, the origin breath he felt from Su Long was not the path of a benevolent general, but a brand new path. This origin made him think of Su Long as the leader.

Is this... the origin of the human race?

Jiang Tianzheng also looked at him from the side, frowning again and again.

"The emperor's path?" He asked in disbelief.

Su Long smiled and nodded, and replied: "I am following the path of the emperor, and I don't need to pass the tribulation."

There is nothing to hide about this matter.

Of course, it is limited to the top.

For the path of the emperor, he only needs to develop the power of the human race. As long as the recognition of the human race and himself is higher, his origin will be strengthened at all times.

"Hiss..."

Jiang Tianzheng and Su Zhantian looked at each other, and they both took a breath of cold air.

Walk out of the Human Emperor Way!

Isn't this what Ye Tao said before, the human race... someone must become an emperor, so that they can fight against the aliens!

I thought it would be possible after dozens or even hundreds of years.

But...

Now Su Long suddenly changed to the Human Emperor Way!

Su Long looked at the shock in their eyes and the desire to ask questions, and couldn't help but said: "Dad, now is not the time to talk about this, let's solve the things here first."

As he said, he glanced at the five alien martial saints who were ready to move.

Although the situation is now three to five.

But he is not panicked at all. The alien martial saints who came are all second-stage martial saints, and none of them are more than three stages.

He can handle it!

"Okay." Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng suppressed their doubts and continued to make fighting postures.

The promotion of martial saints is divided into one to nine stages.

The gap between each stage is calculated in kilometers.

Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng became saints thirty years ago, and now they are only the second stage of martial saints.

The cultivation method of the human race, from the first to the ninth level, as long as there are resources, understanding, and the courage to see blood and participate in the battle, the speed of promotion can be very fast.

But after reaching the martial saint, the cultivation rules need to be explored by oneself.

So the promotion is too slow.

"Hmph! You just became a martial saint, and you dare to participate in the battle?"

"Are you looking for death!"

The five foreign martial saints grinned, with fangs and fierce eyes.

Su Long ignored too much, and the light lit up from the storage ring, and then a gun emitting moonlight and silver light was held in his hand.

Silver Moon Spear!

Before he stepped into the origin sword, Su Long was good at the spear!

It was only after stepping into the origin that he switched to sword skills in order to match the position of martial saint inherited by the Su family.

Now, he has walked out of his own way.

His peak combat power is when he uses a gun!

With a gun sweeping across the void, Su Long pointed the gun downwards, and a little bit of silver light gathered. The power of destruction mixed with the power of origin actually showed signs of piercing the void.

"Who is here to die?" Su Long looked disdainful, holding the Silver Moon Gun.

Back then, he,So is it!

Eighth-grade invincible!

Except... demigod Ye Tao.

"How dare you!" Seeing him so arrogant, a foreign martial saint with blood-colored bone wings on his back was immediately furious.

The blood-colored bone wings shook, and his body shot out at an extremely fast speed.

At a speed faster than a hundred times the speed of sound, in almost the blink of an eye, he came to a distance of less than a kilometer from Su Long.

Facing his charge, Su Long's eyes were sharp, and the silver moon spear poked forward.

Stab!

A small hole was poked in the space, and the tip of the spear poked into the black hole, and then appeared from the other side of the foreign martial saint's head.

Feeling this extremely deadly attack, the body of this aggressive martial saint sank instantly.

The tip of the silver moon spear brushed past his head.

"Second stage origin!"

The martial saint with blood-colored bone wings dodged the attack in a panic, and his face was extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and spat out a few words.

At the same time, he was shocked.

Is Su Long really just a preliminary saint?

Once he became a saint, he had the combat power of the second stage of origin!

"I let you dodge it." Su Long sighed with a little regret.

"I haven't used a gun for many years, it seems that my skills are a little rusty."

"But... you can't dodge this attack!"

As soon as the voice fell, Su Long's figure standing in the original place instantly turned into a residual image, and the whole person had rushed out. The power of a gun caused the dark matter energy in the void to riot.

"Moon-watching gun!"

Boom!

In the endless dark void, a crescent moon phantom rose. The strong power of the moon, combined with the blessing of Su Long's origin martial arts, actually made this piece of void unstable.

"Not good!" The face of the Bone Wing Martial Saint changed drastically, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

He is also a second-stage martial saint, why... his attack can give him the illusion of death!

At this moment, he didn't care too much, took out his weapon, burst out all his energy, and struggled to resist the tip of the Silver Moon Spear.

Clang!

Sparks flew, the power of the origin dissipated, and a turbulent flow began to surge in the void.

Boom!

After only holding on for half a second, the weapon in the hand of the Bone Wing Martial Saint was shattered, and the whole person was blown away for thousands of miles!

After doing all this.

Su Long swept the Silver Moon Spear in front of him, and the turbulent flow in the void was smoothed out.

"You all come together." Su Long's expression was grim. For the first time in many years, this middle-aged man showed his long-buried edge and domineering.

The remaining four Martial Saints stared at him.

"How did you... become a saint? Wasn't the thunder tribulation a few days ago caused by you?"

They stared at Su Long's face, wanting to see what kind of explanation he would give.

However, under their gaze, Su Long burst into laughter: "Who told you that I was the one who caused the Saint Thunder Tribulation?"

"If it wasn't you, then who else could it be?" The four saints of the alien race looked extremely ugly, with a vague sense of foreboding in their hearts.

The next second, a hearty and cheerful voice exploded in the entire void.

"The Saint Thunder Tribulation was caused by me, do you have any objections?"