Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Then go over and have a look!" Lan Fengqi said.

Naturally, he is not a weak person.

When heading to Ice God Snow Mountain, these Jinghong Palace powerhouses were already prepared to deal with the crisis.

"Seniors, you must remember what Su said before."

Su Han solemnly said: "If you encounter an irresistible crisis, you must put your own safety first!"

Everyone said nothing and just nodded.

As we moved forward, we gradually approached the large sunken pit.

In fact, this is also a valley.

It's just that compared to other valleys we experienced before, this place is larger and deeper.

"Wow!!!"

We have just approached the edge of the valley and have not seen anything inside the valley.

A large snow-white figure flew out of the valley.

And the moment it flew out, shocking ice cones were sprayed towards everyone.

It can be clearly seen that these are also a group of flying birds.

But it's not the ice-snow spirit-crested birds from before. Their auras are still superior, and their numbers are also much greater.

At first glance, the sky is overwhelming, almost forming clouds, covering the sky.

"Master Su, be careful!" Lan Fengqi shouted.

Su Han didn't hesitate at all. The power of his cultivation completely exploded, and even the colorful Supreme Shadow appeared from behind.

"I can feel the aura of these white birds. Although it is beyond the realm of seven lives, it is within the range of broken spirits."

"This time, with the help of these white birds, I will completely compress my cultivation power!"

As the voice came out, Su Han's figure rushed over without hesitation.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Huge roaring sounds continued to be heard, and Su Han fought with those white birds thousands of times almost instantly.

Countless ice picks hit Su Han's cultivation armor.

It wasn't that Su Han didn't want to avoid it, but that the ice cone was too fast for him to avoid!

The armor of cultivation continued to vibrate, and cracks appeared and were repaired.

At this moment, Su Han's cultivation power was consumed like never before.

When he threw the elixir into his mouth, his figure shuttled among the white birds.

I don’t know when the Heavenly Mie Glazed Sword will appear. Whenever a white bird is struck, it will be split into two and die on the spot!

Seeing that Su Han was fighting against those white birds with his own strength.

The powerful men of Jinghong Palace, led by Lan Fengqi, had expressions of wonder on their faces.

"The number one monster in the universe is indeed well-deserved!"

"Master Su's combat prowess is truly unparalleled!"

"We still have to pay attention to Mr. Su's safety at all times. If he is damaged in the hands of these white birds, then we will be guilty of a big sin!"

These words seemed not to be a deliberate compliment to Su Han, but out of envy from the bottom of his heart.

They really can't imagine how powerful Su Han will be after he has reached the level of Nine Spirits.

And while they were talking.

Lan Fengqi's expression was always full of solemnity.

His eyes were fixed on the depression, as if he was afraid that some terrifying entity would suddenly appear and kill Su Han instantly.

Since arriving here, he has felt an extremely alarming sense of crisis.

The valley in the distance must not be as simple as it seems!

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Blood sprayed in the void, and white birds were killed one after another.

All this seems simple, but in fact it all benefits from Su Han's Heavenly Destruction Glazed Sword.

At the moment, the auras of these white birds are beyond the seven lives, between the three-kalpa spirit-breaking realm and the eight-kalpa spirit-breaking realm.

For Su Han, this is the best training opponent!

His own comprehensive combat power is six tribulations of breaking the spirit, and his cultivation of the divine armor must be above the combat power, which is roughly comparable to the seven or even eight tribulations of breaking the spirit.

So when killing those white birds, Su Han could resist the opponent's attacks and persist until now.

However, there are too many white birds, so fighting in a short period of time is okay. Once it is delayed, it will bring crisis to Su Han.

"Soon!"

When the Heavenly Mie Glazed Sword was swung, Su Han only had these two words in his mind.

The power of cultivation is being consumed and restored crazily, and it is also being compressed crazily.

This battle, which lasted only a few dozen breaths, was several days ahead of him!

"boom!"

At a certain moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from Su Han.

The divine armor that had persisted for a long time was still unable to withstand so many ice pick attacks. It completely shattered under the piercing of the ice pick!

Before Su Han could condense the cultivation armor again, ice cones surged down from the sky.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Blood spattered from Su Han's body, and his body was shaken violently!

Even though it was at full speed, it still couldn't dodge all the ice picks.

One penetrated his shoulder, and the other penetrated his left leg!

A body comparable to the Six Tribulations Spirit Breaking Realm is completely unable to withstand the sharpness of those ice picks.

"Master Su, do you need me to take action?"

Seeing that Su Han was seriously injured, a strong man from Jinghong Palace immediately asked.

"No!" Su Han flatly refused.

He can feel it.

The power of his own cultivation was compressed, leaving only the last trace.

As long as you persist for about ten breaths, you can completely break that layer of shackles.

However.

When the divine armor of cultivation cannot be condensed, plus oneself is injured.

Su Han couldn't dodge the ice cone's attack with just his speed.

Those white birds have a single attack method, only ice picks.

"Bang bang bang..."

The Tianmie Glazed Sword in Su Han's hand gradually changed from targeting white birds to those ice picks.

Even so, there were still ice picks scratching his skin and even piercing it again!

Ten breaths, nine breaths, eight breaths…

Three breaths!

"Pfft!"

Another ice pick passed through the swing of the Tianming Glazed Sword and pierced Su Han's chest hard.

If Su Han had not put away the legendary holy armor in order to compress his cultivation power, he would not have suffered such serious injuries.

The penetration of this ice pick became the last straw for Su Han.

The last two breaths seemed to pass by in an instant.

"Crack!"

At the last moment before Su Han lost consciousness, he felt a crisp sound coming from his body.

The compression of the power of cultivation is completely completed!

Finally, the dirt present in the body was discharged through the pores of Su Han's body.

It's just that at this moment, Su Han has already turned into a bloody man, and he can no longer distinguish between blood and impurities.

"Not good!" Lan Fengqi's eyelids twitched.

His figure flashed and he quickly went to catch Su Han's body.

But before he could rush over, he saw Su Han's breath completely disappear and his body exploded with a bang.

"What?!"

The expressions of all the powerful men in Jinghong Palace changed drastically!

They knew that Su Han was going to undergo training, so they didn't take action.

But he never thought that Su Han would die under his nose!

If this matter reaches the ears of the Frost Emperor, how will he and others explain it?

But just when they were thinking about this——

"Wow!!!" A very familiar figure condensed out of thin air again!

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