Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Um?"

Looking at the long sword that had been separated into three parts, Su Han's pupils shrank and his breathing began to quicken.

Three palms took away the three swords at the same time, and this world was completely plunged into darkness.

The surroundings were completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

I don’t know how much time has passed. It seems like ten thousand years, or it seems like one hundred thousand years.

In short, a long, long time

Su Han stood there the whole time and never moved.

He seemed to have turned into a statue, and time seemed to have stood still.

A moment, an eternity.

"boom!!!"

At a certain moment, in the seemingly endless darkness, white light suddenly burst out.

Su Han clearly saw that it was the white light belonging to the long sword!

But this time, there is only the sword body, but no hilt or tip.

When the sword struck, a huge suction force came out.

Several colors appeared in the darkness under this suction.

Dark blue, fiery red, milky white, jet black!

Su Han felt that these four colors were somewhat familiar, and he didn't realize it until the latter turned into thunder and lightning, flames, the Wheel of Time, and the Holy Tower of Destruction.

"Four Origins?!" Su Han was stunned.

But seeing the four origins arranged in parallel, the pure white sword slowly landed beside the Holy Tower of Destruction after a moment.

"Um?"

No matter how stupid Su Han was, he had already guessed something at this moment.

"This is not a long sword, this is the origin???"

Guessed it, but couldn't believe it.

The origins are so rare that they are rare. Su Han was lucky to get four kinds of them. He never thought that this long sword was actually the origin.

"With the sword as the original spirit, what kind of origin is this?" Su Han thought to himself.

"And the three big hands from before are probably Zhonglin, Pangu Xingzi, and me!"

There are three drops of holy blood, and the long sword transformed from its origin is also divided into three parts. Now Su Han has one part. If not them, who could be the owner of that big hand?

"Buzz"

While he was thinking about this in his mind, some white mist gradually emerged from the pure white sword.

White mist enveloped the sword, and the sword disappeared completely. A shadow slowly emerged from the white mist.

That's an ax!

Dark purple axe!

The ax looked to be ten meters in size, and an indescribable killing aura erupted from it.

"What???"

Su Han took a few steps back, his mind almost exploding!

"Is this the origin of killing? Then this axe"

Indescribable shock surged out of his heart, and Su Han's previous guesses seemed to be being confirmed bit by bit.

Ancient books record that one of the personal belongings of the Great Demon God Xingtian is an axe!

It is called Qian Qi, where Qi refers to the shield and Qi refers to the axe!

If it were just the appearance of the axe, Su Han wouldn't be so shocked, but the key point is that the ax appears as the origin spirit, and this origin is the real origin of killing!

For hundreds of millions of years in future generations, who has ever possessed the origin of killing?

All the ancient books only record one person.

That's Xingtian!

"Is the owner of the statue really Xing Tian? Did he build this Qi and Blood Altar? His thoughts have existed since ancient times to this day?!"

Su Han's mind kept roaring.

He was lucky enough to visit ancient times and saw Kuafu chasing the sun and his descendants shooting the golden crow.

That scene was forever engraved in his mind and could not be removed.

ancient times

What an elusive period!

From today's future generations, there are still three periods of time: the ancient times, the ancient times, and the ancient times!

Su Han could not estimate how long a period lasted, but he knew that at least tens of billions of years, or even hundreds of billions of years had passed since ancient times.

How did Xing Tian's thoughts remain until now?

How terrifying is he?

"I can't imagine" Su Han took a deep breath.

He knew that if he were to speculate on these things at the moment, there was no way to trace them back. Apart from what he saw right now, there was no actual evidence to prove who the owner of the statue and the origin of the killing was.

The only thing he knew was that the origin of killing was arranged in parallel with the other four origins, which roughly proved that these five origins could be integrated into one without any effort on his part.

“Although it hasn’t been verified yet, it’s almost there!”

Su Han smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's a bit funny. Logically speaking, the fusion of the origin should be the most difficult, even better than the fusion of the four major cultivation levels, but I..."

Recalling the previous scene of the sword being separated, Su Han knew that the killing source he had obtained was actually incomplete.

There are two more copies, in the hands of Zhonglin and Pangu Xingzi.

Only by killing them can we completely collect the source of this killing.

"At this moment, they may have swallowed the holy blood, right?"

Su Han's expression darkened.

He actually had a chance to capture all three drops of holy blood.

In that case, not only can he obtain the complete origin of killing, but he can also rely on the holy blood to further improve his cultivation.

But the threat of Pangu Xingzi was undoubtedly fatal to Su Han.

Even for himself, Su Han had to agree to Pangu Xingzi.

This was the first time that the treasure was right in front of him. The opponent was clearly outmatched, but Su Han had to give it away.

"That's all"

Su Han's eyes flashed, and his murderous intention suddenly appeared: "After killing you, Su will get the remaining source of killing!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The five origins disappeared at the same time, and the world returned to darkness again.

And Su Han's consciousness gradually recovered, and he woke up in the valley of the Holy Son Xumijie.

The severe pain has completely disappeared, and the indescribable feeling of relief before has emerged again.

When Su Han looked inside to check his own cultivation, he saw that the last barrier had been broken.

Martial arts, physical body, and cultivation are half-step into the realm of gods!

And his magic cultivation has completely reached the level of a peak magic saint.

There is only one step left to cross the boundary of Dharma Saint and achieve the supreme realm of Dharma God!

"Those things that used to be are gradually coming back." Su Han couldn't help but stretch.

The holy blood has completely disappeared, and his improvement in cultivation has completely stopped.

"Although there is only one drop of this holy blood, it only raises my cultivation level from the Seven-Star Mysterious God Realm to the Half-Step Heavenly God, but in fact, it is full of terrifying resources."

Su Han murmured to himself: "If it were another normal seven-star profound god realm, after swallowing this holy blood, it would be more than just becoming a half-step god, right? It is not impossible to directly reach the ancient god realm!"

How many times the resources of an ordinary monk are needed to simultaneously improve the four major levels of cultivation and the nine major deities?

Su Han has long been unable to pursue the case.

He felt that the resources that the Holy Blood provided to him this time were probably comparable to those from the Heavenly God Realm to the Ancient God Realm.

And he is only a half-step god!