Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Dark pilgrimage?

Not to mention that Ye Xin was just the son of a prince.

Even if he is the Holy Son of the Dark Holy Dynasty, Su Han will still kill him!

These people have to endure all the torture and suffering that Su Qing has endured over the years!

They have always thought that they are superior, overlooking these slaves and barbarians like ants.

The result at this moment is their retribution!

The other two young men were obviously of high status to be with Ye Xinshuo.

But at this moment, looking at the miserable look of Ye Xin being torn apart again and again, they wanted to speak, but they didn't dare.

"Break through, rush out!!!"

Someone roared.

Needless to say, a large number of figures were already rushing in all directions.

"Boom boom boom..."

They expanded their cultivation and continuously bombarded the light curtain.

However, it was of no use.

This is the light emanating from the barbarian holy monument, which is inspired by the blood of twelve million barbarians!

When it broke out, even the Immortal Emperor Realm was helpless, let alone them!

"Rumble..."

One after another, huge figures easily penetrated the light curtain and entered the arena.

When they saw the monks around them, their eyes turned blood red instantly!

The anger has been passed down from generation to generation, the torture has been passed down from generation to generation, and the murderous intention they have suppressed is finally beginning to be vented at this moment.

"Tear them all apart, we can't let them die easily!" Di Bao said.

The monks' scalps were numb and they were extremely frightened.

Their total total is only 30,000 people.

But what about the barbarians?

Twelve million!

They rushed up with their heads squeezed. If they couldn't catch anyone, they would all go crazy!

So, next, a horrifying scene happened.

If there is a chance to catch the monk, he will tear it into pieces forcefully.

But the soul retains it and lets the next person tear it into pieces.

But even these monks, whose bodies and souls are separated, can only be counted as 60,000 people.

Still too little.

Therefore, those who couldn't catch them grabbed the arms or legs one by one and tore them apart again.

This scene made even Su Han's hair stand on end.

Too cruel!

There was no complete body in the entire field.

Not even a complete finger.

A large number of barbarians let blood splatter on their bodies and faces.

But they don't care at all.

In the end, Su Han sighed and threw the Hua Fan in his hand.

"ah……"

Hua Fan only let out a scream, and then his whole body was torn into pieces by countless big hands.

…

The entire arena has turned into a slaughterhouse.

More than 30,000 monks died instantly.

The only one who is still alive is the old man who is in the first-level Immortal Realm.

He was hiding in the void, his scalp was numb, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Even after living for so many years, this was the first time he saw such a bloody scene.

It's not like he hasn't tried to blast away the light curtain.

But he simply couldn't do it.

"There is one more person."

At this moment, Su Han's voice came out.

He pointed to a certain void and said: "There."

After hearing this, the old man's hair stood on end.

"call out!"

The old puppet man stepped out and was about to capture this man.

But at this moment, Di Bao's shout came over: "I'm coming!"

Su Han hesitated slightly, turned his mind, and the old puppet stopped.

"boom!"

Di Bao's huge figure rushed out at this moment.

Clenching his fists, he struck hard at the void!

"boom!!!"

Just like a mountain was shattered, the void exploded violently.

The figure of the first-level Immortal Realm old man flew out upside down.

His face was pale, blood was constantly spurting out, and his eyes were filled with deep horror.

He instinctively wanted to resist, but at this moment, a huge shaking force swept away from his body.

"boom!"

His body exploded instantly.

Not even the soul appeared.

"This damn Di Bao is at least comparable to the peak Immortal Realm!!!"

The old man did not shout this.

But it was the only thought he had before he died.

With one punch, he killed a first-level Immortal Realm!

And not only the body, but also the soul cannot escape.

This is something that even the peak Immortal Emperor realm among monks would find difficult to achieve.

Su Han was also shocked.

He had a deep understanding of the power of the barbarians in his previous life.

It's simply too weak.

See you again now, can you actually kill a first-level Immortal Realm with one punch?

What kind of terrifying power is this?

And why do they become so strong?

Turning around, he saw a large group of barbarian people, still looking for the broken limbs like wild wolves.

Just the lives of 30,000 people would not be able to vent the anger in their hearts.

Even Su Han saw someone's blood-red eyes staring at him, Xiao Yuhui, and Tang Yi!

The barbarians obviously knew that it was Su Han who immobilized Hua Fan, allowing Su Qing to regain his golden blood.

Su Qing is their god and they dare not exceed it.

But here, Su Han, Xiao Yuhui, and Tang Yi, even if they help the barbarian tribe, the latter cannot control their emotions.

They hated the monks so much.

The so-called 'deep hatred' simply cannot describe the hatred in their hearts.

They only have one idea.

That's killing!

Kill all over the world, kill all the monks in the entire middle star field!

Such a terrifying look made Su Han's heart beat faster.

He understood the hatred of the barbarians.

Tens of millions of years.

In the previous life, there were monks suppressing them.

In this life, tens of millions of years have passed, and they are still being suppressed.

This hatred and hatred are irreconcilable and cannot be erased in a day or two, let alone a year or two.

"Stop it all!"

Looking at the barbarians who wanted to eat the corpses alive, Su Qing frowned slightly and shouted loudly.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

Su Qing immediately snorted coldly and shouted: "Here comes the monument!"

"call out!"

The light curtain quickly shrank, and finally it was all integrated into the stone tablet, and fell into Su Qing's hands.

"Buzz~"

Immediately afterwards, a ray of light dispersed and passed over all the barbarian people.

The redness in their eyes disappeared instantly.

All the barbarians calmed down at this moment.

This scene shocked Su Han.

Su Qing, controlled this barbarian holy monument?

Is it because of him that the entire barbarian tribe is so strong?

Good son...

Hahaha, what a good son!

In the excited eyes of Su Han and Xiao Yuhui, Su Qing walked slowly.

He knelt down with a thud, his whole body lying on the ground.

"Qing'er, meet your parents!"