Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

　　 Late at night, starry.

　　 Su Han sat at the door, looking at the starry sky, a little lost.

　　 He can clearly feel that all the divine power in his body is flooding all parts of his body, like a tidal wave, majestic and powerful.

　　 "There are two types of forgetting, one is amnesia and the other is self-deception."

　　 "For any monk, the former is impossible. If it weren't for the soul search, no monk would have real amnesia."

　　 "And what I want to do is the latter."

　　 To deceive yourself is actually to deceive yourself.

　　 But for the mortal person, this is the real end.

　　 When all the divine power is condensed in a certain place in the body, as plain as water, and will never appear all the time, then he can truly enter the world.

　　 can't feel the divine power, can't feel the air between heaven and earth, don't contact with any monks, and don't mention any cultivating things...

　　 With the passage of time, all this is gradually forgotten, the memory is like a cocoon, all wrapped up, and when it comes out of the ordinary, it really bursts out.

　　 At a certain moment, Su Han suddenly raised his eyes——

　　 In a village in the distance, there is a monstrous light emanating from the sky. The nine colors are turned into bridges, piercing through the world and passing through the past and the present.

　　 "It appeared again..."

　　 Su Han murmured softly, "As soon as I arrived at Liuhua Village, the treasure was revealed, but it hasn't appeared yet. I'm afraid that the descendants of the Blue God and Pangu Xingzi have not left yet."

　　 "What the **** is that?"

　　 After a while, Su Han's eyes suddenly flickered: "People in Liuhua Village have always known that I am a god, but maybe, I can use this matter to fight!"

　　……

　　 In a blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

　　 It has been ten years since Su Han arrived in Liuhua Village.

　　 Wang Changxi has completely grown into a handsome guy. Because of the improved quality of life and the strongest hunter in the village, there are even many people from other villages who come to match him, not to mention his own village.

　　 Wang Xinlan has also grown into a big beauty. She has knowledge. Compared with other women, she has a clear and refined temperament.

　　 Wang Zushi, Li Mingfang and his wife, the wrinkles on their faces are obviously more.

　　 They are nearly fifty years old, and they will get old after all.

　　 Normally, young men and women can get married at the age of 16, but the three Wang Changxi and sisters, for some reason, have been delayed until now.

　　 Su Han's appearance hasn't changed much, he's still so young.

　　 These two years are very important two years for him.

　　 The frequency of the nine-color jewels appeared more and more frequently, and the treasure seemed to be born at any time.

　　 One day, the ancient Thunder God found Su Han again and advised him not to delay time. Ten years have been wasted.

　　 It was precisely with this opportunity that Su Han told the ancient **** of thunder - if I am not dead, no matter what happens, I should not take action.

　　 The ancient **** of Thunder can understand Su Han's obsession. Although he was puzzled about it, he still agreed.

　　 was also brewing in Su Han, how to find an opportunity in this treasure, the sky suddenly changed, a teleportation formation appeared, and a large number of monks appeared again.

　　 "They're here again!"

　　 "God damned!!!!"

　　 "We are of no use to you, what are we going to do with arresting us!!!"

　　 screams came from all over Mortal Island.

　　 There was a banging door shut, even though it was useless.

　　 Su Han looked at his hands and sighed softly.

　　 Two years of silence, his body's supernatural power has shrunk to the arm, at least in terms of hands, it is no different from ordinary hands.

　　 If this continues, maybe countless years later, his divine power can really be concentrated in a certain place in his body, as plain as water.

　　 That moment is also the time to truly enter the world.

　　 However, these monks appeared again.

　　 They are like the king of Yama, controlling the life and death of these mortals. If Su Han intervenes, the two years of silence will be wasted again.

"I, Su Han, is not a benevolent person, and I will fight for my own selfish interests. Right and wrong are useless to monks, but living beings are the origin of the galaxy and the root of everything. Even if they are weak, they are ultimately a life! "

　　 "There are some things you really shouldn't do!"

　　 His expression gradually became cold, and Su Han walked out of Wang Zushi's house.

　　 Wang Changxi and others all looked at him behind, seeming to guess what he was going to do.

　　 "Mr. Su."

　　 Wang Xinlan suddenly spoke, and his name for Su Han changed from "sir" to "sir".

　　 It seems that it will be more cordial.

　　 "You taught me that there is reincarnation in the heaven and the earth, and there is an end in life. Perhaps what happens at this moment is a part of the end."

　　 Su Han paused slightly, and looked back at Wang Xinlan, with relief in his eyes.

　　Wang Zushi's family already knew about the matter of transforming everything. Wang Xinlan was reminding herself not to interfere.

　　 Just like saving Wang Changxi before, it may be part of life.

　　 "People are born, old, sick, and die, but what does this have to do with God?"

　　 "You are also a god!" Wang Xinlan shouted.

　　The meaning of the words is that God shouldn't catch them, but if Su Han wants to transform the mortal, then he shouldn't attack the God because of them.

　　 This is a matter of interfering with fate, and for Su Han's Hua Fan, there is great resistance.

　　 "I would like to die and help Mr. Su transform into a mortal!" Wang Changxi said in a deep voice.

　　 Su Han was moved, looking at Wang Zushi's family, his heart was complicated.

　　 Mortals with weak survivability know how to repay their favor~www.ltnovel.com~ Those monks who can fly into the sky are so inhumane!

"wait me back."

　　 took a deep breath, Su Han lifted his feet, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

　　 At the same time, the divine power in his body surged, and his whole body was poured in an instant, including the two palms that had been completely eliminated before.

　　 This means that his two years of hard work have been in vain.

　　 This is equivalent to the second turn of the van, and it fails again!

　　 "Boom!!!"

　　 The void roared hugely, and Su Han stood in front of the teleportation formation, dressed in white.

　　 Many monks looked at him, their expressions changed slightly.

　　 But before Su Han could speak, there was a violent shout: "Get out!"

　　 This violent drink billowed like thunder, with the same sound as the Dadao. When it came, it passed by Su Han, and instantly swept all the monks who came out of the teleportation formation.

　　 He only heard the muffled sound, at least over ten thousand people burst into pieces, and the soul was annihilated.

　　 Someone who is slightly stronger will bleed from the seven orifices, and the face will be like ashes.

　　 "This is the second time!"

　　 The voice came again: "If I meet again for the third time, it will be chased in the air, and you will definitely be slaughtered!"

　　 "No one can disobey the superior's order!" someone shouted sternly.

　　 has just finished speaking, and the next moment is a ray of light, which instantly penetrates the eye of this person!

　　 "Mortals exist, and the first-class star domains are extremely ethereal, they are transformed into mortals, and they have everywhere to go!"

　　 "No matter strong or weak, this is life. If there is no conflict of interest, how can you trample it at will!"

　　 "You are also a monk, but regardless of the bottom line, you should kill!"