Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 6643 My dear cousin, it’s your turn!

Facing the worship of countless creatures.

Su Han did not speak, but stood in the air with a long sword in his hand, and nodded slightly.

He was never one for conceit.

But this moment.

He knew that he could withstand this worship!
On the other hand, the look on Shenghai Mountain's side was so gloomy that it seemed as if water might drip out of it.

The original intention of bringing so many creatures here was to suppress the royal family members, use their mouths to spread rumors, and suppress the royal family from the perspective of public opinion and psychology.

But everything that happened now was completely out of their plan.

To put it bluntly, it's like shooting oneself in the foot!

At this time of party strife, Su Han alone mobilized the emotions of over tens of millions of people. How big a butterfly effect will this bring to the royal family?

Jing Liuting could even foresee that—

If there is no reversal in the next battle, the royal power will inevitably increase greatly after the royal internal competition is over!

In some ways.

The increase in royal power means the weakening of Shenghaishan's power.

Because of an internal rivalry within the royal family, the opportunity for Shenghaishan to rebel was snatched away!
"boom!"

No matter how good Jing Liuting's mood was, he couldn't help it at this moment and smashed the chair under him into pieces.

But as a top-level expert, he couldn't go up and fight with Su Han, so he could only stand there helplessly and angrily.

Compared to him, the King of Ziming was much more stable.

Whether it was when Jing Min was being tortured or when Su Han was enjoying his glory.

The expression of the Purple Nether Lord was as calm as ever, without any fluctuation at all.

This is not because of why he became the Supreme.

Since a long, long time ago, the royal children of his generation have been far inferior to him!

"Come!"

Su Han's roar echoed throughout the entire venue.

"Since you have the guts to come on stage, I will slaughter Sheng Haishan with blood today!"

"You only have two ways to retreat."

"One left immediately, the other had his flesh torn apart!"

"Uh-huh!!!"

The moment the words fell, the Tianmie Liuli Sword burst out with a thousand-foot-long sword light, and in this instant, it slashed ten times in a row!
Ten terrifying sword beams that were ten thousand feet long almost occupied everyone's sight, covering all the void that could be seen on the critical sea and lake surface!

The origin field unfolds at this moment, pulling all these so-called geniuses of the Holy Sea Mountain into it!

Not everyone has the fighting power like Sikou Shiyong.

Not everyone can possess the origin and the field of origin!

Under the absolute suppression of combat power, the cultivation power of those who were dragged into the field was almost directly suppressed, and they could not exert even 10% of their full combat power!
“Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…”

The bodies were split in two by the sweep of the sword.

They wanted to dodge and escape, but their strength determined their outcome. How could they escape?

The sky was filled with blood mist, and the thick bloody smell also permeated the air.

If Su Han was an indestructible god of war before.

Now, he is an absolute god of death!
His indiscriminate killing caused a silent scene in the field.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Many holy souls of the primordial gods rushed out from their broken bodies and headed straight for the edge of the critical sea.

The place was still covered by Su Han's origin domain. They had no way to escape, but they all huddled together trembling, fearing that Su Han would go crazy and kill even the Yuanshen Holy Soul!
Some of the disciples of Shenghai Mountain only have the cultivation level of Yuansha Realm and Tunyin Realm.

How can they fight against a Nine Spirit being like Su Han?

The combat power was already suppressed, coupled with the terrifying ability of the Tianmie Liuli Sword to ignore defense, even if the opponent had stronger defensive equipment, it would be difficult to withstand Su Han's sword!
As the time goes.

There are fewer and fewer people fighting against Su Han, but there are more and more Yuanshen holy souls hiding at the edge of the critical sea!

They had tried to blast open Su Han's domain barrier.

But how could they blast open the fusion of the ten original realms?
Not to mention the barrier of the origin realm, with Su Han's current combat power, he could just use his cultivation power to condense a cage that would be enough to trap all the disciples of Shenghaishan present!

Two thousand, one thousand, eight hundred, five hundred, two hundred...

In this kind of competition, the time of an incense stick is no longer a limit, the only difference is the winner and the loser!
"The prince is mighty! The prince is mighty!!!"

From the high platform, there was an excited and enthusiastic roar.

Su Han didn’t know which prince sent that message, but it didn’t matter anymore.

"Hey!"

Another person's body was cut open, and Su Han's hostility seemed to have reached its peak.

He watched as the other party's divine soul rushed out and fled towards the edge of the critical sea.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes swept through the air.

Of the thousands of Shenghaishan disciples and foreign aid, only one figure was left at this moment.

The eighth prince, Jingzhong!
He stood there blankly, his arm holding the long sword shaking constantly, and his expression looked extremely pale.

When looking at Su Han, Jing Zhong's heart was shocked!
"My dear cousin, it's your turn."

Su Han's voice was a little hoarse, and his dark pupils were deep and cold, giving Jing Zhong an extremely strange feeling.

"Do you know why I kept you until the end?"

"Keep?"

Jing Zhong's face darkened and immediately turned ugly.

This word sounds a bit harsh when used at this moment.

"if not?"

Su Han said: "Do you think that you have been able to hold on until now with your strength? Let alone me, that Yan Junqiu, that Sikou Shi Yong, which one of them can you, Jing Zhong, contend with? I can kill them, but I can't kill you?"

Jing Zhong clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh and blood flowing out.

At this moment, he finally felt what "humiliation" meant!
The two faced each other in the void.

Those two, who were originally from the same lineage but became enemies over the years, became the final symphony of this battle.

"Everything today was planned and controlled by you personally. Could you have expected this situation to happen?"

Su Han's smile grew wider, and the coldness in his eyes grew deeper.

"I can tell you that the reason why I have kept you until now is because you are different from the other disciples of Shenghai Mountain."

"Because I want everyone present to see with their own eyes how I, Su Han, suppressed you, Jing Zhong!"

"Although restricted by the rules of the internal competition, with the Supreme Creator protecting you, I cannot completely eliminate this evil from you."

"But being able to kill your body is also a small return to me from you for all these years!"

Jing Zhong was silent for a while, and finally took a deep breath.

"If you think you can kill me, then go ahead!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Su Han laughed out loud: "Only if you swear to die and never give up, you will be a real man!"

"I just don't know if you can still maintain the same perseverance in the future!"

"Wow!!!"

The right hand under the python robe slowly raised up, and as Jing Zhong's pupils contracted, it gradually occupied his entire vision.

And those words that were like the abyss of hell, also fell into Jing Zhong's ears at this moment.

"Certainly!"

(End of this chapter)