Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"The sacred tree of the sun, the heart of the wood is spiritual, with nine lines and bright green skin, and it will not change even if the ancient times change."

This is what Su Han once saw in ancient books, the record of the **** of the sun.

He raised his eyes and looked again, but saw that the so-called ‘Heng’an Wood’ had strong green flashes on it, and at the tip, nine black patterns could be seen intertwined.

This is definitely the real sun **** wood!

"Even in my last life, I have never seen a real sun **** tree. I didn't expect to see a piece of it here. Could it be that the original sun **** tree appeared here? The ten golden crows, that bow The super power of Nine Arrows, is it also impossible to emerge from the Longwu Continent?"

Su Han was shocked.

The sun sacred tree is definitely a treasure, and it is a treasure, a treasure of heaven and earth!

In the ancient times, there were sects that used the sun **** wood to prop up the sky, which was passed on for hundreds of millions of years without being dilapidated.

According to ancient records, no matter how big the sun **** tree is, it can be changed at will if it is true, such as the Dinghai **** needle in myths and legends.

And this real Wuzong... is it used to hit the door?

"Violence of heaven and things."

Finally, Su Han spit out these few words.

He knew how to use the sun sacred tree, but he was helpless without the sun sacred tree. He didn't expect that a low-level sect on an abandoned planet in this area would give himself such a big gift as soon as he came up.

The sun sacred tree, even if it is placed in those high-level star regions, or even in the sanctuary, can be called a noble holy thing.

"boom!!!"

At this time, the Huahai trio had also slammed into the light curtain with the sun **** tree.

At this moment, all the void around them was broken!

The originally crumbling blue sky was as fragile as paper. Numerous cracks in the code like spider webs appeared quickly, and then exploded with a bang.

A huge black hole was formed in that area!

There was violent suction from the black hole, and the faces of the three of Hua Hai changed, and they hurriedly backed up holding Heng An Mu.

If they do not retreat, they are likely to be swallowed by the black hole.

And under this impact, the center of the light curtain, which was hundreds of meters away, broke open with a bang!

A huge hole appeared above the light curtain.

"Broken!"

"As expected of Heng'an Mu, even this amazing light curtain can be broken open!"

"Before, there were 100,000 attacks, but there was no way. I didn't expect it to be broken."

Those casual cultivators were all short of breath, staring at this place dullly.

On Yun Qianqian's face, the worry that had disappeared appeared again.

This light curtain broke open, and all the six dragon gods of the True Wuzong could enter it. The strength of these six dragon gods alone might be enough to sweep the Tushen Pavilion.

She held the spar tightly, and when Su Han was in crisis, she immediately crushed it.

"It deserves to be the **** of the sun, even my curtain of light is enough to break open."

Su Han also shrank his pupils and waved his hand immediately.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged to make up for the huge gap.

Without the Sun God Tree, Su Han would admit that even if the ten Dragon God Realm first joined forces, this light curtain would not be broken.

But now, with the help of the sun **** tree, the three dragon gods actually broke the sky-sealing light curtain, and there was still such a huge gap.

Even if you make up yourself, it will take at least half an hour to completely make up.

Because with the opening of this hole, some of the spiritual stones originally laid here have been completely blasted, and the absorption of heaven and earth aura alone is not enough to withstand consumption.

"Get out!"

"Hahaha, Tushenge still wants to keep me waiting? Wishful thinking!"

"Tushen Pavilion, after I wait to go out, I will kill you all!"

Those 100,000 disciples who were trapped here, when they saw the entrance of the cave, without a word, immediately rushed towards the outside of the entrance.

Su Han frowned slightly, and did not make up for it. With a big wave of his hand, the hundred beams of light dissipated out of thin air, and the light curtain collapsed with a bang.

"Why, seeing that this light curtain is useless, I put it away?"

Yuan Xi, one of the twins of the Dragon God Realm, sneered and said, "You, the light curtain, are only useful for the Jiuliu Sect."

Su Han did not speak, but stared at the other side calmly.

"You are the master of the Tushen Pavilion, Su Han, Su Baliu?"

The flat sky figure walked towards the void flatly.

The scar on his face was extremely hideous, with a faint blood-red appearance.

Anyone who knows him knows that whenever this scar is red, it represents a time when the flat sky is extremely angry.

In the past half month, the blood red on the scar has not dissipated.

Don't look at the flat sky at this moment indifferent, but the anger in my heart is already overwhelming.

The eleven nine-liu sects such as Huihaizong and Qi Mingzong were cultivated by Zhenwuzong after years of painstaking efforts.

On these sects, the True Wuzong did not know how much it had cost, but he did not expect that it was almost destroyed in the hands of Tushen Pavilion!

Although there are 100,000 people left~www.ltnovel.com~, the flat sky is still angry.

He Ruan was killed, Zhao Chen was destroyed, Li Yuan was split in half...

These things spread out, even if True Martial Sect really wiped out the Tushen Pavilion, the face and loss of True Martial Sect would still not be restored!

"Don't come unharmed." Su Han smiled slightly.

"Now that you can face this sect so peacefully, you have to say that your mood is indeed very good."

The flat sky raised his head slightly, and squinted his eyes and said: "This sect gives you a chance. Now it is under the jurisdiction of Zhenwu Sect. Unconditionally letting Zhenwu Sect drive for a hundred years, this sect can let go of the Tushen Pavilion today.

"You should keep this opportunity for yourself." Su Han said lightly.

"So, do you have to smash with my Zhen Wuzong to the end?" A murderous intent burst from the flat sky eyes.

"Death? Ha ha..."

Su Han smiled and shook his head, and then said: "It's not a death smash, but...I don't want to let the real Wuzong go!"

"What a big tone!"

Without waiting for the flat sky to speak, a violent shout suddenly came from a distance.

The person here is a young man, who looks a bit like Pingtian, and he is Pingtian's son, Bianyu!

"Dog bastard, my father called you Su Palliu, that was to give you a face, you killed so many people in my Zhenwu Sect, you thought you could survive or not?!" Bian Yu shouted.

With the appearance of Bian Yu, the figures of each group also condense from a distance.

One hundred thousand disciples of Zhenwu Zong are here!

These one hundred thousand disciples are not the one hundred thousand of Qi Mingzong and Huihaizong. The one hundred thousand disciples of Zhen Wuzong are really well-trained, and they are all selected from those nine sects.

Whether it is talent or cultivation base, all qualities are better than that of the 100,000 disciples of the alliance army.