Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Master..."

Zhou Xian looked at Hua Yan in despair, "I have been a member of the sect for more than forty years, and I have worked hard even without merit..."

"Even more than four hundred years of hard work can't compensate for what you just did. You even want to silence us."

Hua Yan picked up the sword from the ground, walked slowly to Zhou Xian, put the tip of the sword against Zhou Xian's collarbone, and slowly applied force.

Soon, the sword penetrated Zhou Xian's collarbone directly.

Zhou Xian gritted his teeth and did not scream, but when the sword was suddenly pulled out, he took a breath of cold air.

The collarbone on the other side was soon pierced.

Everyone watched Hua Yan's slow sword strike leaving blood holes on Zhou Xian's body, and a look of relief appeared in their eyes.

At the sixteenth sword blow, Zhou Xian could no longer bear it anymore and began to scream miserably, but his voice became smaller and smaller with the flow of blood.

Eventually, it became inaudible and slowly passed out.

After the thirty-six swords, Hua Yan respectfully handed the sword to Su Han.

"You can keep it."

Su Han smiled lightly.

Hua Yan was slightly startled and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you, senior Wu Xin."

Although this sword is very ordinary, it was rewarded by the quasi-sage after all. If it is placed in the Xuanjian Sect in the future, it will also make the Xuanjian Sect's status become transcendent.

"Master Wu Xin, do you think the inheritance of this place is in this building?"

Xiang Yuntian and others gathered around Su Han.

The rest of the people also stood over.

But they are all quasi-sage strong men.

The remaining strong men with golden bodies did not dare to stand up without permission. Everyone's identities were still different and they had certain taboos.

Xuanyuan Jingyuan and his cousin stood far away, not daring to get close to Su Han for fear of being noticed by Su Han.

The grudges between the human race and the gods have been passed down from generation to generation for countless years. Now this situation is very unfavorable to them. If they are concerned about him, the other party can get rid of him in a few times.

"I don't know, but in this colorful city, it looks like a place with inheritance. Let's go up and have a look?"

Su Han smiled lightly.

Zhao Ke nodded slightly, "You'll know when you go up and take a look."

Everyone looked strange, and a quasi-sage whispered: "Now that we have become like this, as long as there is a little danger, we will die."

He glanced at Li Zhuojiu's body.

Isn’t that what Li Zhuojiu is like?

A disciple of the great sage Hongyun Demon Lord of the Immortal Demon Academy, he is a strong man in the third level of quasi-sage, and his poison skills are unparalleled in the world.

Killed many quasi-sages and achieved remarkable results.

But such a strong man was killed by a Yuandan realm warrior. How could they dare to act rashly?

"Danger and opportunity coexist. It is too greedy to think that you will get opportunities without any danger."

Zhao Ke said calmly.

"We know this, we just thought, can we let Master Wu Xin go to the front and we go to the back?

If there is any danger, Master Wuxin, please take care of us. If you need any help in Nanfangbu Prefecture in the future, just say hello. "

A quasi-sage holds a fist.

Hearing this, the others all spoke in agreement.

This is their plan, hoping that Su Han can take care of them, so that their risk of death will be reduced a lot.

"snort."

Xuanyuan Jingyuan snorted secretly in his heart, if it weren't for this place, everyone's cultivation would be completely imprisoned.

Why does he need to look at the other person's face here?

Li Zhuojiu would not have died at the hands of a Yuan Dan just now, and he might even have killed Su Han for him.

"You guys are a little unreasonable. There are so many people, why should you let others go to the front?"

When Long Xiaojiao heard this, he couldn't help but speak.

"Who are you? Are you the one who interrupts me?"

A quasi-sage couldn't help but frown.

But soon, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and the others also looked at Long Xiaojiao in shock.

The horns with golden lines on his head have proved his identity as a true dragon!

When did there become a real dragon here?

Long Yunluo said in surprise: "Who are you?"

"I am Dragon Xiaojiao from True Dragon Academy."

Long Xiaojiao looked at the quasi-sage indifferently, making him look pale and sweating.

"Brother Long, I'm being unreasonable. I hope Brother Long won't blame you."

The quasi-sage apologized repeatedly.

What a joke, even if his family is a hundred times or a thousand times stronger, there is no way it can compete with the True Dragon Academy.

If a real dragon is really upset, his family will be destroyed overnight.

"It's okay. I'm a relatively large person. If you just said that, I'd treat it like you farted."

Long Xiaojiao waved his hand towards him.

"..."

"yes."

The quasi-sage nodded and then said nothing. He didn't dare to show the anger in his heart.

"Isn't this the one that Young Master of Xuan Mo Cave is chasing? He has no horns except for his head."

Su Han looked at Long Xiaojiao with a strange expression.

"Long Xiaojiao? Is it that..."

Long Yunluo looked strange and stopped thinking about making friends with Long Xiaojiao.

She knew the reputation of this person in the True Dragon Academy. It could be said that in the past few years, the True Dragon clan had lost face several times because of this person's existence.

"Master Wu Xin, you look very much like an old friend of mine. I think we are very close to you. Let's go in together."

Long Xiaojiao smiled at Su Han.

"Were you chased by the monsters from Xuan Mo Cave some time ago?"

Su Han suddenly said.

Long Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Su Han suspiciously: "How do you know? Are you and that bitch together?"

"They happened to meet me when they were chasing you."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"Then?"

Long Xiaojiao asked.

"The other party was rude and I killed him."

Su Han smiled.

Long Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed three times, "Look, I really like you. Let's go there together to get the inheritance of this place. You go in front, and I will take care of you."

"Damn it, what this guy said is high-sounding, but he didn't have the same idea as us."

Many quasi-sages cursed secretly in their hearts, but on the surface they looked at Long Xiaojiao with a smile, and there was even a hint of flattery in their eyes.

“Since this place brought us in and imprisoned our cultivation, there must be a deep meaning in it.

You might as well go in and take a look. If there is really any danger, I will help if I can. "

Su Han smiled lightly.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally nodded slowly, no longer distinguishing who was in front of or behind, and walked towards the building together.

The rest of the group followed closely behind.

Chu Junhong looked at Li Zhuojiu's body, shook her head with a complicated expression, and followed the others towards the building.

When everyone walked to the door of the building, a figure slowly walked out from inside.

This figure was extremely huge, three feet tall, and the skin all over its body was filled with a cold deathly gray.

Like a black and white painting. Only his eyes were filled with colorful colors.