Fantasy: The Script Is Tampered With, And The Supporting Role Becomes Destiny!

"Su senior...is this ready to go on stage??"

"Old Bai, how old is Su Senior?"

Wang Baobao looked at Su Hanyun's back in horror, then grabbed Bai Yishan's clothes and asked in horror.

"how old are you?"

"It seems...less than thirty..."

"right!!!"

"The old man is so confused! I actually forgot about this!"

"Brother Su, although Alchemy has more experience than us, but he is very young!"

Bai Yishan slapped his head, only to realize now.

Su Han's bone age is not only less than 30 years old, but even less than 30 years old!

Totally ready for the altar!

"Twenties?!!"

Wang Baobao and Yang Yanshan were frightened and opened their mouths wide.

Although Su Senior looks very young, Xiu Immortal World cannot judge age by appearance. Some old monsters have lived for tens of thousands of years, but they still look like teenagers.

Therefore, the four of them thought that Su Han's real age was already very old....

Even if they were beaten to death, Su Senior's age was even younger than their disciples.

The Year of the Twenty Weak Crowns!

At this moment, Wang Baobao and the others only felt that their world view had been refreshed again...

At the young age of 20, his accomplishments on Alchemy have already reached their peak!

At the young age of 20, they have studied Alchemy for a lifetime, and there is not even a scum left in seconds!

This... the reincarnation of God Dan?!

"Old Bai, why didn't you tell us about such an important matter earlier?!"

The four glared at Bai Yishan.

"I forgot too"

"The key point is that you didn't even ask!"

Bai Yishan spread his hands, expressing that he was very disorganized.

"Hey, the old man was negligent, just now I completely forgot about Brother Su's age..."

"Otherwise, I would have reminded him to attend the altar!"

"I see Brother Su has been closing his eyes and resting his mind, so I didn't dare to disturb him"

Bai Yishan slapped his thigh, showing annoyance.

You know, this altar can only be participated once in a lifetime, if you miss this time, there will be no next time!

"You...you old fool!"

"If you had told us earlier, we would have reminded Su Senior in time!"

"Missing the ascension platform is not only a great regret for Su Senior, but also a great regret for our Kyushu Alchemy!"

"Now Su Senior is Kyushu Alchemy's greatest hope..."

"You you you... hey, wait"

Yang Yanshan, Wang Baobao and the others responded to Bai Yishan with one sentence from left to right.

"The setting sun is about to set"

"Even if Su Senior Talent is outstanding, it's too late..."

The five people raised their heads and stared at the setting sun that was slowly diving, hoping that it would dive slower, slower...

On the white armored ark.

Wang Li glanced at the setting sun that was about to sink into the sky, and said to the old man in civilian clothes:

"Holy Lord, the sun is about to set"

"The altar is about to disappear..."

heard the words.

The commoner-clothed old man stared at the setting sun, and in his cloudy eyes, there was a touch of disappointment, deep disappointment.

missed the altar

That kid, no matter how talented he is, he can't catch up with these arrogances on the holy platform...

"Hey"

"Loss... a big loss in the land of Kyushu..."

"It seems...the next era will be the stage for this Taiyi's descendants..."

The old man in civilian clothes sighed faintly.

From these few sighs, one can hear his regret, regret, and resignation.

This moment.

Holy Terrace Borderlands.

On the ark of Xuanqingmen.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on this inconspicuous little ark, looking very lonely and thin...

On the deck, there are three Daoist figures standing, and the afterglow stretches the figures of the three very long, very long..

The three of them looked at the setting sun, looking at their desires

At this moment, the elder Liu Zong's body seemed to be bent a lot, and his eyes became cloudier.

He stared at the setting sun that was about to dive.

In the cloudy eyes, the flame is slowly extinguishing

"Big Elder, let's go back to Xuanqing Gate..."

Liu Yuan couldn't bear to see the big Elder in such a silent state, so he spoke out.

The words fell.

Liu Zong didn't speak, he was still staring at the setting sun.

The setting sun seemed to be alone.

An old man

A dying old man who plunged into the darkness with regret.

He knew that the dust had settled, but he was still reluctant to leave, and had to wait until the setting sun had completely set...

Ziling at the side was also affected by Liu Zong's lonely mood.

Feeling sad and sad...

She stared at the setting sun that was slowly descending, the reflection of the afterglow in her beautiful eyes...

slow down

go slower

Wait a second, Senior Brother Su...

The setting sun is about to be lonely, but there are still a few people who still maintain their expectations and hope.

boom

boom

boom

There was a sound of very light, very light footsteps.

The footsteps are light, rhythmic, unhurried...

In this silent environment, it is very obvious, echoing in everyone's ears

At this moment, people's eyes are looking for the footsteps.

Then he saw a young man.

A young man walked towards the altar unhurriedly.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the young man, stretching his shadow very, very long...

People stared blankly at the figure walking towards the altar.

Questions appeared in their minds one by one.

This young man, who is he?

Why did he go to the altar?

Is he going to the altar?

 …

The setting sun is about to end, and the holy platform is about to disappear...

Why, he went to the altar without hesitation?

But more people have ridicule, ridicule, indifference, and disdain in their eyes...

this moment.

On the white armored ark.

The eyes of the commoner old man saw the young man's back, his pupils shrank sharply, and he stood up from his seat suddenly.

This move instantly frightened the girl in the snow skirt beside her, as well as Wang Li.

The two of them followed the eyes of the old man and saw the young man...

Could it be that the young man mentioned by the Holy Master is that figure from the back?

Could it be that the marriage that the father mentioned is the back view?

Neither of them made a sound, but their hearts were like a mirror, because the only one who could make the Holy Master lose his composure was the young man he had mentioned...

The old man in civilian clothes looked at the back of the person who was walking towards the altar step by step.

The light in the pupils lit up instantly, but soon dimmed again..

"But it's too late, too late..."

The clothed old man sighed.

Even if Su Han has the potential to be comparable to Taiyi's successor, but... there is not enough time...

"Big Elder, look..."

"That back view, that is!"

On the Xuanqingmen Ark, Liu Yuan pointed at the back of the figure who was slowly walking towards the holy platform, his fingers were trembling

"Ok"

"I believe in him, he will definitely come!"

"Even if you only stepped on the first floor..."

"That is also the pride of our Xuanqing Clan!"

Liu Zong looked at Su Han's back, and his tone of vicissitudes was filled with a touch of joy and pride.

A layer of mist filled the cloudy pupils.

"Brother Su..."

Looking at the back of the figure who was walking towards the altar step by step, Zi Ling murmured.

In a trance, she seemed to see the back of the Eastern Wasteland Domain Auction House who walked to the top floor step by step, the back of the secret realm step by step...

That back view never let her down...

So, this time, she always believed, even if the hope was very small...

bang bang

The footsteps still haven't stopped...

It was only left to the onlookers behind, a shadow

That young man is about to approach the altar.

"This young man...is there something wrong with his mind?"

"The altar is almost over now... come to the altar now?"

"Even if you have the strength to step on the fourth floor, or even the fifth floor, but now you can only step on the first floor at most"

"The first floor? I think the first floor is difficult..."

The crowd of onlookers began to whisper softly.

soon.

Su Han has already walked to the altar.

call

A gust of wind blew up from nowhere, blowing the corners of Su Han's clothes..

Immediately, he slowly raised his foot and walked away...

when

A broken sound sounded.

One breath.

Su Han stepped into the first floor.

Two breaths.

Su Han stepped into the second floor.

Three breaths.

Su Han stepped into the third floor

Four breaths.

Su Han stepped into the fourth floor.

Five breaths.

Su Han stepped into the fifth floor.

Six breaths.

Su Han stepped into the sixth floor.

When Su Han appeared 110 on the sixth floor, there was no sound in the audience,

It was dead silent.

Only the sound of the wind and the sound of breathing one after another can be heard.

It took Daoxuan, Ye Fuling and others the time of Nine Heavens to reach the sixth floor, while Su Han... only took six breaths!

One breath, one holy platform!

This moment.

Everyone in the audience had the same expression, they stayed where they were, their heads went blank, and they didn't react...

On the white-armored ark, the commoner-clothed old man, Wang Li, and the woman in the snow skirt all showed terrified expressions.

The old man in civilian clothes was so excited that his face turned red and he was panting heavily.

"Good boy!!"

"What a boy!!"

"At the last minute, I stepped onto the sixth floor, it's ok, it's ok!"

The old man in civilian clothes roared excitedly.

peripheral edge

The three people standing on the deck of the ark were all fixed in place like sculptures.

Liu Zong looked at the back of the figure standing on the sixth floor, his cloudy eyes were filled with layers of mist...

Ziling's pupils flashed with infinite expectations and hopes, and her vision was also blurred..

The setting sun has already dived.

The mountains in the sky cut off the setting sun...

the setting sun is about to fall

Everyone looked at Su Han's back, and there was no trace of contempt or ridicule anymore..

but sorry...

If there is enough time, will this young man be able to wrestle with Tai Yi's successor...

Lonely away from the setting sun.

There are only three breaths left.

Suddenly.

Su Han's body moved,

One breath.

seventh floor.

eighth floor.

Three breaths.

Ninth floor!

The moment that figure stepped into the ninth floor, the setting sun that dived seemed to be still.

The entire altar also seems to be frozen.

Freeze into a painting.

And at the top of this painting...

Standing tall is the back of a young man with his back to all sentient beings.

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