Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Everything is a long story, but in fact, it just happened in a flash.

"boom!"

The void trembles, there are still cracks torn apart, the shield is constantly trembling, as if it is unstoppable, as the five-color palm knife continues to fall, there is an extremely small black hole on it that is almost invisible to the naked eye. .

At the moment when the black hole appeared, the old woman spouted blood again, and at the same time her wrinkled eyes suddenly widened and roared, "Impossible!"

"Crack!"

When the others heard this, they all showed their doubts, but soon Su Han solved the doubts for them.

The moment the old woman's words fell, this extremely precious low-grade purple gold shield, worth more than one billion gold coins, started from the tiny hole, and cracks appeared, just like the shattered void just now.

This shield... is broken!

The fragments with purple-golden light scattered from the void, and there was no more power to stop the five-color palm knife. When they were scattered, they did not fall to the ground, but the fragments turned into powder, and finally dissipated between the sky and the earth. .

"Puff puff!"

The old woman spurted three mouthfuls of blood and trembled all over.

This purple-gold-level shield has been recognized by her blood, and her mind has been affected.

If she was not in the Dragon God Realm, it would be fine, this purple-gold shield shattered, and her body could only be shaken.

But she was in the Dragon God Realm, and the shattering of this shield not only implicated her physical body, but also her soul.

At this moment, she only felt that her primordial spirit was about to be opened, more like she was about to be shaken away.

"What kind of magic are you?!" The old woman looked up.

She didn't care about the injuries of the body and the soul. Although she felt distressed about the broken purple-gold shield, she didn't care.

At this moment, the only thing she cares about is Su Han's strength, Su Han's five-color palm sword!

"The five elements shatter the true meaning."

Su Han's plain words came from the void.

The shield's blocking was only an instant, and it still failed to intercept the five-color palm knife.

That golden clock is now Zhao Chen's only defense.

At this moment, Zhao Chen's face was completely pale, and a deep despair emerged from his heart.

Under this despair, there was even more indescribable regret, which spread like a flood.

If he had known this earlier, even if he was punished by Zhen Wuzong, he would never fight Su Han!

At the same time, the old man's face was also solemn.

The golden clock belongs to him. Like the shield, it is a low-grade purple-gold-level defensive equipment. Su Han can split the shield together. He really has no confidence that his own clock can block it.

"Second way." Su Han said again.

As he spoke, the five-color palm knife finally landed on the big clock.

"Om~"

A humming sound was reflected from the big clock, and an indescribable impact came from it. Zhao Chen's pale complexion disappeared directly, but instead a rosy appeared.

"Puff puff……"

He spouted blood, and his body seemed to have received countless extremes. His inner skeleton was completely shattered, and the dragon pill on his chest shattered with a bang, and his body broke apart at this instant!

Zhao Chen, die!

After Zhao Chen died, the big golden clock made a cracking sound, and then it collapsed completely.

"boom!!!"

After the big clock was broken, the five-color palm knife fell on the ground again, and a huge crack that was several miles long was torn from the ground, like an earthquake. Its depth cannot be measured by the naked eye, at least several hundred. Meter!

At this point, the five-color palm knife completely disappeared.

"Boom!"

The old man was like the old woman before, the clock was broken, his soul and body were shocked, blood spurted from his mouth, and he flew out.

He didn't realize the terrifying power of it until he really came into contact with Five Color Palm Sword.

"Su Baliu...Su Baliu!"

Those loose cultivators in the distance were all looking at the torn ground for several miles. The void was torn apart and would soon heal, but the earth was torn apart, and it was here forever.

They couldn’t imagine that the five-color knife swept the middle-aged man’s air-sealing technique, crushed the old woman’s purple-gold shield, and even shattered it. This was also a purple-gold clock, and there was finally With such a power, the ground several miles long was split into a depth of hundreds of meters.

If someone took the five-color sword with physical strength, wouldn't they be killed thousands of times?

One after another, they looked towards the void. There was a figure in white clothes standing in the air. With his hands under his hands, the white clothes fluttered, and the black hair moved with the wind, and the diamond-like star eyes were deep.

No one can believe that this is just a young man who is less than twenty years old!

An army of 100,000 people and three Dragon God Realms, no one can stop him.

One sword per person is enough to sweep any nine sects!

It's not an exaggeration to call it "Su Ba Liu"!

"The third way."

Su Han's eyes swept across the three Dragon God Realms, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and finally his eyes fell on the trembling He Ruan.

"There are three leaders in this coalition, Li Yuan is one, Zhao Chen is the second, and you... are the third."

He Ruan's heart was beating wildly~www.ltnovel.com~ An indescribable sense of crisis rose from his heart, and his scalp was numb!

How did Zhao Chen die tragically just now? He could see clearly that the cultivation level of the peak of the Dragon Core Realm was actually shattered by the vigorous shock before the big bell was broken!

He Ruan thinks that he is not weaker than Zhao Chen, or even stronger than Zhao Chen.

But how strong is it?

No matter how strong it is, it is only the Dragon Core Realm!

Even these three powerhouses at the peak of the Dragon God Realm were shattered because of the purple-gold level shield and the big clock, causing their whole body to suffer heavy blows, and the blood continued to spurt out. How could he be able to stop him in a Dragon Pill Realm? live?

He is not Su Han, and he cannot leapfrog.

"Pavilion Master Su!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly clasped his fists and said: "The old man is the Supreme Elder Heng Yue of Mingzong Qi Mingzong. Although he is not a member of the True Wuzong, he is at least in the Dragon God Realm. In that true Wuzong, he can speak."

Su Han paused and said with interest: "Go on."

"The old man doesn't want to fight with Pavilion Master Su anymore. After returning, the old man will discuss the True Wuzong, and will no longer fight with the Tushen Pavilion, and hope that Pavilion Master Su can let go of the master once!" the old man said.

What he called the ‘sect master’ is naturally He Ruan.

"It's daytime now?" Su Han asked suddenly.

Heng Yue frowned: "What happened during the day?"

"I said you were dreaming!"

Su Han's figure flashed, and went straight to He Ruan.

His cold words also reached everyone's ears.

"Not only He Ruan, today, all the sects who attacked the God Tushen Pavilion, this pavilion will not let go!"

"If you really want to go to Zhen Wuzong, please bring a sentence for this pavilion, let Zhen Wuzong wash his neck, and wait for this pavilion!"

"This pavilion will personally lead the Tushen pavilion to take him to the top of the sky!"