Demon Dragon Emperor

"Su Han, you deserve to die!!!"

Hihiro's roar was heard.

He subconsciously slapped the Behemoth Shadow, wanting it to stop Su Han.

But Su Han had already passed by him, and Behemoth Shadow was only at the peak of the second level of spiritual destruction. How could he possibly catch up with Su Han?
"Sikou Shiyong, you still don't..."

Bi Guang turned to look at Sikou Shi Yong again.

In his heart, even if Sikou Shiyong snatched those five items, it would be better for him than if Su Han snatched them!

But he found that Sikou Shiyong also had a gloomy expression. The Templar Knight tried his best to chase him, but to no avail.

Until this moment.

Only then did they truly feel the feeling of powerlessness from Su Han!

The Knights Templar and Behemoth Shadow Gods, as well as the many seven-life creatures of the two great divine kingdoms, formed a combined attack technique!

If they only rely on themselves, they are no better than ants in front of Su Han!
"Su Han caught up!"

Bi Guang gritted his teeth and shouted: "If you don't want him to get there first, you'd better stop him!!!"

Face doesn't matter anymore.

Bi Guang is just simple-minded and doesn't want Su Han to obtain the supreme mantle!
And his words did work.

"Wow!!!"

A huge tail, flashing with dazzling crystal light, suddenly waved towards Su Han.

Su Han's eyes narrowed, and murderous intent emerged.

"Feng Si, you want to die too?!"

The person who made the move was none other than the seven-life powerful man from the Wind Dragon clan!
But it was not the young man before, but another old man who was also dressed in white!
Su Han had heard of this person before. His name was Feng Si, and he had been stagnant in the state of perfect mind transformation for 4.6 million years!
He was once the top prodigy of the Wind Dragon clan, possessing extremely powerful and rich Wind Dragon blood.

But fate is like this.

Even if he tried countless methods and deliberately experienced multiple crises.

That holy calamity, however, has not yet arrived.

Just speaking from the perspective of being below the Nine Spirits, Feng Si is definitely one of the top beings among the many Seven Lives.

There are even rumors that -

Although Feng Si has not reached the ninth level of spirit, his fighting power is already comparable to that of a spirit that has been broken by one catastrophe.

To the other seven creatures, Feng Si is indeed a huge threat.

But here is Su Han...

Even if Feng Si can really be compared to a calamity that breaks the soul, so what?
"Shh!"

When Su Han rushed forward, he was already walking side by side with Feng Si.

He shook his arm, and the Tianmie Liuli Sword suddenly made a sound of sword ringing.

Feng Si's tail was right in front, and Su Han could obviously overtake him, but he deliberately slowed down.

That expressionless look made Feng Si startled!
"Su has killed nearly 10,000 seven-life creatures. You are not a big deal. Do you want to try?"

Feng Si's old face changed and hesitation appeared in his eyes.

Finally, he gave a dry laugh, and the huge dragon tail that blocked Su Han was retracted at this moment.

"I was just joking with Lord Su. How could I dare to stop him?" Feng Si said.

Su Han glanced at him and said, "It would only take me a split second to kill you. I just didn't want to kill you because I thought you had a higher aptitude, but fate was unfair and you haven't entered the Nine Spirits for a long time!"

Feng Si fell silent, a look of guilt rising on his face.

"Only this one time!"

Su Han snorted coldly again, and his figure instantly surpassed Feng Si.

He didn't say the rest.

But just based on this speed, Feng Si knew it well.

It would be easy for Su Han to kill him!
Perhaps it was Feng Si's actions that made the other seven creatures in front of him feel determined.

Although Bi Guang kept shouting in reluctance, they were not bewitched by him, but kept moving forward with all their might.

Ten, seven, five...

Until there were only three left out of the seven creatures in front of Su Han!
Finally, someone couldn't help it and attacked him.

It was a huge figure, over a hundred meters tall, with bulging muscles all over the body and extremely long hair that almost hung from the shoulders to the heels.

The Titans' seven-life warriors are the celestial beings who slaughter the entire clan!

His big hand, like a palm-leaf fan, covered Su Han in front, filled with an indescribable sense of terrifying power.

Su Han did not hesitate at all, he raised his hand with the Tianmie Liuli Sword and stabbed it towards his palm.

"Your sword is indeed sharp, but my Titan clan focuses on the physical body. Even if a catastrophe breaks the spiritual realm, it cannot defeat me..."

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish his words, the Tianmie Liuli Sword pierced through his palm!
Tumen Tianxiang was stunned at first.

Immediately afterwards——

Indescribable pain started from the palm, quickly spread to the arm, and then spread to the whole body!

The pain of a martial arts practitioner is mainly caused by the holy soul of the Yuanshen.

The pain of physical cultivation mostly comes from the flesh!

Especially the Titans!
They are extremely sensitive to pain, even more so than normal body cultivators!

"what!!!"

The pain completely stimulated Tumen Tianxiang's nerves, making him unable to help but scream out.

"I can't do anything to you?"

When Su Han opened his mouth, the long sword that pierced his palm suddenly turned.

The sword blades rose up on both sides, Su Han raised his hand fiercely, and the Tianmie Liuli Sword immediately followed Tumen Tianxiang's palm and cut directly upwards!

"Pfft!"

A clean and neat sound came from Tumen Tianxiang's arm.

At this moment, Tumen Tianxiang only felt his arm going numb and even forgot the pain.

It was not until he lowered his head that he saw that his right arm, spurting out a lot of blood, had been cut in half!
"you you……"

His pupils contracted and he stared at Su Han, unable to speak for a moment.

"Go on, I can't do anything to you." Su Han stared at him.

"what!!!"

A cry even more miserable than before came out of Tumen Tianxiang's mouth again.

He had no idea what the Tianmie Liuli Sword was!
He didn't even know that when Su Han was competing in the royal family of Ziming Universe, he used this sword to cut down several supreme heavenly weapons!

Tumen Tianxiang is absolutely confident in his physical strength.

The fact is indeed as he said -

Even though he has reached the Perfect Transformation of the Mind, even if the first or even second calamity were to break his soul, it would be impossible to hurt him!

But everything that happened at this moment completely overturned Tumen Tianxiang's understanding!

His right arm was severely injured and blood kept flowing out, causing his hair-covered face to become paler and paler.

Seeing Su Han still staring at him.

Tumen Tianxiang suddenly moved to the left and subconsciously distanced himself from Su Han.

Even if he does this, it will affect his speed of advancement!

"If it weren't for the Supreme Mantle that was already within reach, I would have chopped off your head with my sword this time!"

Su Han took one last glance at Tumen Tianxiang and jumped past his horrified gaze!

At this moment.

There were seven living creatures left in front of Su Han, but only one was left!
He was a man wearing a red robe, with very long hair, five fingers hanging down from his sleeves, and nails even longer than his fingers.

Looking at this person from behind, he looked like a ghost wandering around, with a weird feeling all over his body.

Even without seeing his true face, Su Han already knew who this person was.

The first cultivator under the Nine Spirits——

Kill the ghost! (End of this chapter)