Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Late at night, there are stars.

Su Han sat at the door, looking at the stars in the distance, a little lost in thought.

He could clearly feel that all the divine power in his body was filling every part of his body, like a surging tide, majestic and powerful.

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

"For any monk, the former is impossible. Without being soul-searched, no monk will truly lose his memory."

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

Self-deception is actually deceiving oneself.

But for mortals, this is the true end.

When all the divine power is condensed in a certain place in the body, as plain as water, and will no longer appear all the time, then he can truly enter the mortal world.

I can't feel the divine power, I can't feel the divine energy between heaven and earth, I don't have contact with any monks, I don't mention anything about monasticism...

As time goes by, all this is gradually forgotten, and the memory is like a cocoon, completely wrapped up, and then really bursts out at the moment of transcendence.

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

In a village in the distance, there is a huge light emanating from the sky, and nine colors turn into bridges, penetrating the sky and the earth, connecting the past and the present.

"It happened again..."

Su Han murmured softly: "Since I arrived at Liuhua Village, the treasure has been showing signs, but it has not yet appeared. I am afraid that the descendants of Qingshen and Pangu Xingzi have not left yet."

"What the hell is that?"

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

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In the 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 young man. Because his quality of life has improved and he is the strongest hunter in the village, many people from other villages even come to match him, let alone his own village.

Wang Xinlan has also grown into a great beauty. She is knowledgeable and has a refined and refined temperament compared to other women.

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

They are approaching fifty and will eventually grow old.

Normally, young men and women can start a family at the age of sixteen, but Wang Changxi, brother and sister, for some unknown reason, have been delaying their marriage until now.

Su Han's appearance has not changed much, he is still as young as before.

These two years were very important years for him.

The nine-color treasure light appears more and more frequently, and the treasure seems to be born at any time.

One day, the Ancient God of Thunder found Su Han again and persuaded him not to delay, as he had already wasted ten years.

It was also with this opportunity that Su Han told the Ancient God of Thunder - If I don't die, no matter what happens, don't take action.

The Ancient God of Thunder could understand Su Han's obsession, and although he was doubtful about it, he still agreed.

Just when Su Han was thinking about how to find an opportunity in this treasure matter, the sky suddenly changed dramatically, a teleportation array appeared, and a large number of monks appeared again.

"They're here again!"

"God damn it!!!"

"We are of no use to you, why are you trying to catch us!!!"

Screams came from all over the Mortal Island.

There was a slamming of the door, even though it was useless.

Su Han looked at his hands and sighed softly.

After two years of silence, the divine power in his body has shrunk to his arms. At least his hands are no different from ordinary hands.

If he can continue like this, maybe after countless years, his divine power can really be condensed somewhere in his body, as plain as water.

That moment was also the time to truly enter the mortal world.

However, the monks reappeared.

They are like the king of hell, controlling the life and death of these mortals. If Su Han intervenes, the two years of silence will be in vain.

"I, Su Han, am not a kind person, and I will fight for my own life for my own selfish interests. Right and wrong are of no use to monks, but living beings are the origin of the Milky Way and the foundation of everything. No matter how weak they are, they still have one life! "

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

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

Wang Changxi and others were watching him from behind, as if they had guessed what he was going to do.

"Mr. Su."

Wang Xinlan suddenly spoke, and his address to Su Han changed from 'sir' to 'sir'.

It seems that this will be more cordial.

"You once taught me that there is reincarnation in heaven and earth, and there is an end to life. Perhaps what happens now is 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 into a mortal. Wang Xinlan was reminding herself not to interfere.

Just like saving Wang Changxi before, maybe that is also a part of life.

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

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

The implication is that God shouldn't arrest them, but if Su Han wants to turn into a mortal, he shouldn't take action against God because of them.

This is a matter of interfering with fate, and it is a great resistance to Su Han's transformation into a mortal.

"I am willing to sacrifice my life to help Mr. Su transform into a mortal!" Wang Changxi said in a deep voice.

Su Han was moved and looked at Wang Zushi's family with complicated feelings.

Mortals with weak survival ability know how to repay kindness, but those monks who can fly into the sky and into the earth are so cruel and inhumane!

"wait me back."

Taking a deep breath, Su Han raised his steps and disappeared suddenly.

At the same time, the divine power in his body surged, instantly filling his whole body, 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 becoming mortal for the second time and failing again!

"boom!!!"

There was a huge roar in the void, and Su Han, dressed in white, stood in front of the teleportation array.

Many monks looked at him, their expressions slightly changed.

But before Su Han could say anything, there was a loud shout: "Get out!"

This violent shout was like rolling thunder, with the same sound as the great road. When it came, it passed by Su Han and swept all the monks who came out of the teleportation array in an instant.

Just hearing the muffled sound of bang bang, at least more than ten thousand people's bodies were shattered and their souls were annihilated.

A slightly stronger person will bleed from all his orifices and his face will look ashen.

"This is the second time!"

The voice came again: "If I encounter you a third time, I will chase you from a distance, and I will definitely massacre all nine of your tribes!"

"No one can disobey orders from superiors!" someone shouted sternly.

But just after he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly flew out, instantly piercing the person's eyebrows!

"Mortals exist, and the upper star realm is extremely ethereal. Even if they become mortals, they have somewhere to go!"

"No matter strong or weak, this is life. If there is no struggle for interests, how can we trample on it at will!"

"You are also a monk, but you don't care about the bottom line. You deserve to be killed!"