Mystic God-level Emperor System

Above the vast clouds.

The sun-eating roc flaps its wings and flies high.

Su Han sat cross-legged on its head, and the sunlight shone on him, as if his body had been coated with a layer of light gold foil.

The power of the blazing sun is being absorbed by the golden wings of the Sun-Eating Dapeng. The faster it flies, the faster it is absorbed.

This is also its main way of practice today.

As long as it flies farther, its cultivation will be deeper. After arriving in the Earth Immortal Realm, it will return to the Su Kingdom to rest when it is tired. The rest of the time, it will basically fly in the air.

Suddenly, a warship broke through the clouds and happened to be juxtaposed with the Sun-Eating Dapeng.

Seeing this, Sun Swallowing Dapeng immediately increased his speed.

It does not allow anything to fly as fast as itself, either faster than it, or slower than it.

In the blink of an eye, it was a long distance away from the battleship, and the battleship was almost invisible.

But a few breaths later, the battleship flew up at a faster speed.

The Sun-Eating Dapeng accelerated again.

Both sides are chasing each other, sometimes the battleship is faster, sometimes the sun-swallowing roc is faster.

The two sides didn't know how long they had been fighting.

Finally, one day, the warship surpassed the Sun-Swallowing Dapeng and moved sideways to block the road.

"There is such a Peng clan here, and it seems that the bloodline is not weak.

It's almost as fast as our Blood Shadow Boat. It's a pity to be a mount at such a speed. "

"Miss, let me help you ask him how much this Dapeng bird costs, and we can buy it."

"Hey, do you need to buy it? Just grab it."

Before Sun Swallowing Dapeng could get angry, he was stunned by the other party's words.

Does the other party want to buy me?

Want to eat shit?

The smile on Su Han's face gradually faded. He thought the other party wanted to get acquainted with them, but he never thought that he would be so rude.

There are many figures on the battleship, probably some big shot, and there are at least a hundred auras of golden warriors on it.

Among them, there are eight ways of quasi-sage aura.

Three figures slowly appeared at the front of the battleship. In the middle was a woman wearing a white mink coat. There were two figures standing on the left and right, exuding the aura of a saint. The words just came from their mouths. out.

One person had an old face, an old woman. The wrinkles on her face were like waves, hanging down on her face. Her lifespan seemed to be almost exhausted.

The other one was younger, a middle-aged man, wearing a Taoist robe, and it was he who had just asked to buy the Sun-Swallowing Dapeng.

The aura of the woman in the middle is much weaker than the two of them, but she looks like a golden body of ten kalpas. She may be accompanied by two saints, and her status must not be underestimated.

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes was slightly startled when he saw Su Han's attire, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

Su Han didn't speak, but looked at the three figures indifferently, thinking in his heart, how should he deal with two saints at the same time?

"What kind of clan are you a quasi-sage?"

The woman said calmly.

"What's the matter with you?"

Su Han smiled.

"Bold, didn't you hear me ask you which clan you are a quasi-sage? Do you know who this person is in front of you?"

The old woman shouted coldly.

Su Han smiled, "Who is this?"

The old woman was slightly startled, and the woman and the middle-aged Taoist priest were also stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Su Han to answer this sentence.

He answered so casually, could it be that as a quasi-sage, the other party didn't realize that there were two saints on the blood shadow boat in front of him?

"The mountain warriors don't even recognize the Blood Shadow Boat under the Holy Lord Demon Heart."

The old woman couldn't help but sneer.

Holy Lord?

Su Han's eyes moved slightly.

"My lady is the daughter of the Demonic Heart Holy Lord. Now that I know it, why don't I come forward to pay my respects?"

The old woman said calmly.

"I don't know the Demonic Heart Holy Lord. If there is nothing else, I have to take the first step."

Su Han smiled and clasped his fists, then patted Sun Tun Dapeng on the head: "Let's go."

"Walk?"

A sharp look flashed in the old woman's eyes, and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes spoke before her: "Little brother, is your mount from the Peng tribe?"

"probably."

Su Han nodded lightly.

"Its cultivation level is eleven kalpas, but its speed is comparable to that of the twelve kalpas. It has good qualifications. My lady has taken a liking to this roc. Little brother, I don't know how much it will cost?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled.

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the sun-swallowing Dapeng. Su Han patted its head and comforted it, and then smiled at the three of them:

"How much can you offer?"

"Ten thousand top grade spiritual coins."

The woman said calmly: "Grandma, give him the best spiritual coins."

"Miss, this is expensive."

The old woman said as she prepared to pay.

Su Han smiled: "Ten thousand top-quality spiritual coins, do you want to buy a roc with eleven tribulations?

Girl, if that's the case, how can you sell these two people around you? I also want to try what it is like to have two saints as attendants. "

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were furious.

The golden-bodied warriors on the Blood Shadow Boat all looked at each other, and then all looked at Su Han, with a cruel smile on their faces.

This quasi-sage's life has come to an end.

"You boy, you are so brave!"

The aura in the old woman's body rose instantly, and the terrifying power of luck, like a huge wave, was about to destroy Su Han.

If the Sun-Swallowing Dapeng hadn't been under Su Han's butt, she would have taken action.

"Senior, there is no need to be alarmed. I was just joking. Since the three of you have taken a liking to my mount, we might as well discuss the price. Ten thousand top-quality spiritual coins are definitely missing."

Su Han smiled, jumped up, and walked towards the Blood Shadow Boat.

When everyone saw this, their eyes narrowed slightly.

The other party is indeed very courageous. In this situation, he still dares to board the Blood Shadow Boat?

The old woman and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes looked at each other, made no move, and allowed Su Han to board the Blood Shadow Boat.

"You tell me, how much is appropriate."

The woman said calmly.

"Girl, if I don't plan to sell it, are these two going to rob it?"

Su Han smiled.

The woman smiled and said nothing. The old woman and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes looked at Su Han with a half-smile, and the meaning was self-evident.

Su Han nodded, "Then I understand."

In an instant, the shadows under everyone's feet all moved and grabbed the ankles of their respective masters.

"The Hand of Xuan'e! Damn it, how could you get the Hand of Xuan'e from my Withered Demon Dao!"

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes was shocked and angry.

But then he immediately calmed down, and the palace seal between his eyebrows slowly emitted a golden glow.

"I am a Taoist, and the Tao formation is useless to me."

A smug smile appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man in Taoist robes, "I'm very curious now, where did you get the Xuan'e Hand? It's okay if you don't want to say it, I'll ask you to speak obediently."

While he was talking, he saw a Dao seal appearing between Su Han's eyebrows, but what shone was the extremely noble Zi Yun!

"Supreme Tao Seal? Impossible..."

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe was stunned for a moment.

His ankle was grabbed tightly by the shadow, and then, his cultivation was imprisoned. The Dao Palace Seal did not immunize him against the evil hand.