Mystic God-level Emperor System

The terrifying 'plague' is still spreading.

The strong men of the four clans who had come here in a threatening manner now fled in all directions in terror, but no matter how far they fled, they could not escape the end of being wiped out.

The entire sky was filled with endless black ash, which kept falling, as if heavy black snow had fallen.

The holy city was silent.

There was also a short gap in the general character.

There are not enough brains for all of us.

This includes all kinds of holy lords. Originally, these holy lords were just bored, just looking at the situation in Kunlun. This is also related to Nanhua and Su Han's road to luck.

If the two of them hadn't taken the road to luck, how could these holy masters pay attention to a weak human race?

Right now, their minds are blank.

After countless people reacted, some people have already started to send a message to the strong man on the list of doctors, wanting to know if this is a kind of 'poison'.

But they didn't receive an answer for a long time, because these strong men were also watching this scene intently.

The unprecedented method made it impossible for them to judge in a short time what kind of killing technique it was.

Tens of millions of people originally planned to bloodbath the trillions of souls in Kunlun, killing the heritage of the human race today.

But in a short period of time, only a few hundred figures remained in the sky.

These are all very late, and the cultivation base is only in the dharma.

In the void, several figures could no longer sit still.

The dragon bat on He Baiyan's shoulder first glanced at a certain void, and there was a miserable howl in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the sky was dyed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost everywhere the eyes looked was red, as if reduced to Shura hell!

"Holy Fall! The Holy Lord has fallen!"

Everyone was shocked.

The holy masters held the general knowledge talisman, dumbfounded, and couldn't even detect the sweat on their foreheads falling on the general knowledge talisman.

The Taigu Yinmen, Xianmoyuan, Xuanding Clan, and other forces that are paying attention to Kunlun's situation all fell into a strange silence.

In the ghost tower, Si Ming holds a general knowledge talisman, his eyes are full of splendor.

"There is a holy master dormant in Kunlun, and he is not an ordinary holy master!"

Xuanding family.

Di Gongfeng's hands trembled a little.

Even he couldn't kill tens of millions of creatures in a short period of time, including a Holy Master!

"Behind Nanhua, there is a Holy Master. No wonder, no wonder people like Nanhua and Taoist Wuxin can appear in the human race..."

...

"It's incredible..."

Shekong's scalp was numb. He had never expected that there was such a strong person behind Su Han. No wonder the other party could refine a monster mountain god with the quasi-sage's cultivation base!

All the unreasonableness was completely solved today.

This human race is not as weak as imagined, on the contrary, it is stronger than many saint races!

After one Holy Master fell, the other Holy Masters fled quickly.

But the next moment.

There were two short howls.

The blood-red sky became deeper and deeper.

Holy fall!

It's Shengyun again!

This time, the two Holy Masters fell one after another!

Today, including those saints, the great saints, dozens of strong men in charge of luck died in Kunlun!

The only one who escaped with his life was Obata, the god king of the protoss with the highest level of cultivation among the several holy masters.

Although he escaped with his life, but this time the background of the Protoss has been destroyed in sevens and eighty eights, and his aura has dropped by more than 30% from its peak.

The strength of a clan's Holy Master is also closely related to the strength of the clan!

This is the era of fighting for luck.

Now that countless powerhouses of the Protoss have fallen before Kunlun, Oberta's cultivation naturally also declined with the fall of these powerhouses.

The protoss can no longer be called a complete saint clan. Today's battle resulted in Oberta's cultivation level being comparable to that of the most ordinary holy master.

I don't know how many thousands of miles I escaped.

Oberta stood in the void covered in cold sweat, and looked towards Kunlun, with resentment, fear, overwhelming anger, and extreme unwillingness in his eyes!

Why!

Obviously he was going to destroy Kunlun, but why was Kunlun destroyed!

The three Holy Lords of the Ming Clan, the Moon Clan, and the Yan Clan have fallen on the spot!

It was the fall of these three people that filled him with fear.

The opponent has this method, if he is the one who kills first, then he will not be able to survive one move at all!

"Even if I'm against someone who ranks between 50 and 100 on the True Dragon Ranking, I can at least fight dozens or even hundreds of moves.

Against the top ten and top fifty powerhouses, I can also see what methods the opponent is using, and it is not a big problem to resist one or two moves.

Only the top ten..."

A look of deep horror appeared in Oberta's eyes.

top ten!

Dormant in the human race is the top ten powerhouse on the True Dragon Ranking. This powerhouse has probably never shown his strength in the earth fairy world, and today is the first time!

"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Now you are the light and I am the darkness!"

Oberta comforted himself, turned around and left through the air.

From today onwards, the position between him and the human race has been completely reversed.

Before Kunlun.

It's empty.

Kong Xuewen and the others came to their senses one after another, and couldn't help clasping their fists in the direction of He Baiyan and saluting:

"Commander Crane, today, thanks to Su's help, our human race escaped this calamity!"

"After today, ordinary Xiao Xiao would not dare to provoke.

The Holy One said that the human race must be united. "

He Baiyan said indifferently, and then retreated with the black cavalry like flowing water.

Lie Yan Shen Shan also returned to its original position.

Nothing seems to have changed.

Everything seems to have changed completely.

At this moment, countless royal aura poured into Su.

"Kunlun Su Kingdom..."

"There must be a holy master sitting there, and he must be a strong man in the true dragon list!"

"Can easily kill several holy masters, dozens of saints and great saints, the strength of this person is extraordinary..."

...

Long Yongkang put away the talisman and looked at Su Han.

Ruan Yuelian, Long Ye, Su Wen'an and others also recovered from the shock just now and looked at Su Han.

At this moment, Su Han closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but he was actually looking at the majestic increase in the attribute panel.

One million, five million, eight million, ten million!

It hasn't stopped yet, the royal aura has reached tens of millions, and it is still increasing crazily!

Twenty million!

thirty million!

Fifty million!

Eighty million!

100 million!

After reaching this unbelievable number, the royal air finally stopped.

Five thousand royal spirits can create a dharma figure.

What is the concept of 100 million royal spirits?

If it is strengthened with the imperial seal of the seventh realm of the Purple Demon Eye...

pity.

The emperor could not seal himself.

But his skills, martial arts, and even the power of luck can all be granted imperial seals. Su Han can't even imagine how strong the effect of imperial seal enhancement will be with hundreds of millions of imperial energy. Only by trying can he know. . Fifty million of them will be integrated into the Su country. How many saints will appear?