Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Sure enough, after Su Han finished speaking, the same white-robed figure as before came from the left, right, and behind.

Three in total!

Their appearance immediately made everyone take a breath.

A fifth-level Dharma God has killed thousands of people, but now three of them appear?

The three white-robed figures did not hesitate. After they appeared, they quickly chanted the spell and continued to perform magic.

The higher the magician's cultivation level, the faster he can recite spells.

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Countless roots grew out on both sides of the ladder, each with spikes as thick as an arm.

These roots were inserted into the crowd, immediately causing bursts of miserable roars. More than a thousand people were hung on the spikes of the roots. As the roots danced wildly, blood continued to flow.

At the same time, an astonishing sword storm swept through the crowd and strangled the low-level monks to pieces.

There was even a flame giant transformed entirely from magic elements, which appeared amidst the rumbling sound and punched the crowd one after another.

Under Taoist Saints, unless they can get out of the way quickly, even mortal Saints will have difficulty resisting the power of this fist.

A large number of figures were smashed to pieces with bloody flesh, and their flesh exploded in a bloody mess.

The appearance of these three fifth-level magic gods caused the situation to get out of control for a time, and the number of people in the team became smaller and smaller. As of now, there are only about 50,000 people left.

But among the remaining ones, almost no quasi-sages exist, the lowest are virtual saints, and they are still powerful virtual saints.

"what to do?"

"We can't be passively beaten like this. Our defense is simply no match for the attack power of the fifth-level Dharma God!"

"First Lord, Mr. Luo, destroy them quickly!"

"..."

Howls came from the mouths of many people, appearing extremely frightened. .

Su Han used teleportation again, and the jet-black sword light penetrated the sky and the earth, splitting a white-robed figure in half.

Looking at this scene, the eyes of Luo Han and the people in the Star Alliance shrank slightly.

They could feel that Su Han's attack power was actually not strong enough to instantly kill the top Origin Saint.

It can only be said that his speed was too fast and too weird, leaving no trace at all. The white-robed figure had no time to sense and was killed.

But even so, it is enough to prove that there is no weakness in Su Han!

In terms of attack power, he can kill even the top Taoist saints.

In terms of defense, he has the divine armor of cultivation, and he was attacked by the demon lord with imperial power, but he did not die.

In terms of speed, as shown at this moment, who can compare?

"Everyone has weaknesses. Where is his weakness?" Luo Han was unconvinced.

"Pfft!"

At this time, Su Han killed another white-robed figure.

He looked at Luo Han and said coldly: "Everyone poured their cultivation power into the Chongling Divine Formation, just to make you stay here in a daze?"

"snort!"

Luo Han's expression was gloomy, and he grabbed the void with his palm, and immediately a ferocious silver-white chain flew towards him.

Obviously, this is another ancient artifact of the Great Emperor.

He broke out the chain, blasted through the flame giant, and then locked the white-robed figure.

On the chain, a large number of barbs appeared at this time, all of which were pierced into the body of the white-robed figure, and then Luo Han pulled hard.

With a pop, the white robe was immediately torn to pieces, and the figure in the white robe was transformed into a rich magical element.

"What you kill, you can swallow, but what I kill, only the magicians of my Star Alliance can absorb!" Luo Han stared at Su Han.

"Just them?"

Su Han glanced at the people from the Star Alliance, then ignored Luo Han and teleported before arriving in front of those magic elements.

"Bastard, do you think everything I said is just fart?!" Luo Han said angrily.

"Letting you come in is already considered a favor. Don't tell me everything here." Su Han said lightly.

"We didn't come in for nothing. The Star Alliance has already paid a lot of treasures, and that's the reward!" Luo Han said.

"According to your opinion, I shouldn't kill the three white-robed figures before. I should let them kill the Star Alliance people before I take action?" Su Han said.

Luo Han's tone was stagnant, and he was speechless for a moment.

Because Su Han was not wrong. If Su Han hadn't killed those three white-robed figures, how could he be so relaxed at this moment?

"Look, what is that?"

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came out.

Everyone looked up at the same time and saw a milky white light spot floating in the sky, like a fluorescent light in the dark night.

Everyone's sight can be clearly seen through those magical creatures.

"That's the top of the ladder?" someone murmured.

But then, their expressions darkened.

Because on both sides of the light spot, they saw two figures in purple robes.

The two purple-robed figures were standing there, looking down at them like gods. Even though they couldn't see clearly, they could still feel the disdainful gaze as if they were looking at ants.

"The white robe is a fifth-level magic god. Could it be that the purple robe is a sixth-level god?" Luo Han said.

After hearing his words, everyone's hearts tightened.

Sixth-level Dharma God!

A terrifying existence that is rarer and more terrifying than the Emperor Saint!

Among the people present, who can compete with the Emperor Sheng?

Even if they were all added up, they would still be no match for any Emperor Saint.

Moreover, with the death of those people before, the pressure they shared has been suppressed again on other people, which has left the remaining people in a deep quagmire, and many aspects have been reduced.

In other words, the more people die, the stronger the pressure will be, and the more people who are still alive will be reduced!

Maybe there are fewer people left, and there are more opportunities to seize the fortune. However, in this situation, that is definitely not a good thing.

"Come forward first and then talk!"

Su Han looked calm and slashed at the magical creatures. As his figure walked upwards, he was also absorbing a large amount of magical elements.

"I hope those two purple-robed figures are not sixth-level Dharma gods." Su Han thought to himself.

There were more and more magical creatures, and it took everyone another half a day, and after paying the price of more than 5,000 people, they finally saw the white light clearly.

That's a... milky white ball!

The ball was located between two purple-robed figures, and an invisible light curtain trapped it, making it unable to escape even if it kept beating and struggling.

"What is that?" Everyone expressed doubts.

However, before getting the answer, the two purple-robed figures suddenly stood up.

In their hands, they all had a dark purple staff, and the middle part of the staff actually blended into their palms.

"Wow!"

The spell was finished in the blink of an eye, and two purple lights condensed from the staff and rushed toward the crowd.