Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Kunlun Wuxin... didn't die..."

The geniuses from all sides stood up one after another and looked at Su Han with strange expressions, secretly surprised in their hearts.

In the previous scene, they could see clearly through the universal talisman that the person who took action must be the Holy Lord.

At that time, the land was directly reduced to rubble. They thought that Kunlun Wuxin had no bones left, but now he was standing in front of them intact. What happened in the middle was something that no one could figure out.

"Abraham, do you want a human race to fight for your Jialan Clan?"

Emperor Xuanding suddenly spoke.

“That goes against the original intention of today.”

A strong man named Zhen Long Bang raised an objection.

Abraham smiled and said lightly: "Master Wuxin is the external director of our Jialan God Clan, and his status is equal to that of our Jialan God Clan. There is nothing wrong with him coming to fight in our Jialan God Clan's place."

"Well, there's really nothing wrong with it."

The Dragon King nodded slowly.

When everyone saw this, they fell silent.

Since the Dragon Emperor has no objection, if they continue to talk, it will appear that they are in a small position and will fall into the hands of others. Xuanyuan Po had been staring at Su Han from the moment he appeared. His father and the current God clan were in decline and falling into pieces. Eighty-nine percent of the reasons were attributed to Kunlun, and seventy-eight percent were attributed to the one in front of him. On the head of the unintentional Taoist priest

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Yu Wenchenghao, Long Qianyu, Lin Tinghe, Dao Yuxiu and other Taoists looked at Su Han with complicated eyes.

Especially the latter and others, as Tao clan members, they could only watch helplessly as a human clan member shocked the immortal world with his Tao method.

This really makes them feel uncomfortable.

In the open space below the high platform, Su Han alone was facing off against Long Fuxuan and ten other top geniuses from the earthly immortal world.

"Master Wu Xin, I won't fight you this time. After all, we fought last time."

Xue Gu smiled at Su Han.

The Sword God Yinhuang said calmly: "Last time was the last time, and this time is this time."

Xue Gu suddenly smiled bitterly.

"You have to deal with ten of us by yourself, that's a big deal."

Someone said calmly.

"It's just ten, not a big deal."

Su Han smiled lightly.

When the other party heard this, his complexion changed slightly, and a faint coldness flashed in his eyes.

"The first game is a competition of cultivation."

Dragon King said calmly.

Su Han smiled and glanced at everyone, "Before, there were some beings in the True Dragon God Realm who thought I was dead, so they thought they could post at will to slander the human race and ruin their luck.

Unfortunately, I was lucky and accidentally survived, and accidentally followed the Jialan Clan to the True Dragon Academy.

It is better to choose the day than to hit it, so I will take advantage of the last part of the road to win luck. Brother sentimental, please be optimistic. I will come to you later. "

Many people looked at Song Heng subconsciously.

Song Heng's heart skipped a beat, and sure enough, Su Han also followed the gazes of these people and looked at him.

"It is indeed the Xuanding clan."

A faint smile flashed in Su Han's eyes.

Song Heng's face was ashen and he said nothing. He could only place his hope on Long Fuxuan.

As long as Su Han is defeated by Long Fuxuan, his words will still be valid, otherwise...

"True Dragon Academy, Long Fuxuan."

Long Fuxuan slowly took a step forward and looked at Su Handao.

"Are you the number one quasi-sage in True Dragon Academy?"

Su Han smiled lightly and said: "Compared with you, that sentimental winter, is he better or are you better? If he is better, let him compete with me."

"Song Heng's strength is average and not as good as mine."

Long Fuxuan said calmly.

In her eyes, it was just an ordinary sentence, but when she said it at this moment, it made everyone look weirder.

Song Heng's face was slightly red and he felt a little hot on his face.

"That's good."

Su Han smiled lightly and nodded.

Xue Gu and others slowly retreated a distance, leaving enough space for the two of them to discuss.

I thought this fight would be exciting.

Although Su Han had repeatedly defeated people of the same level with one move before, this time, his opponent was, after all, the number one quasi-sage of the True Dragon Academy.

The situation should be completely different.

Including those strong men on the True Dragon List, they were all prepared and planned to watch this competition.

Su Han didn't think so.

He didn't want to waste any more time.

The power of the transcendent god of death erupted directly and fell on Long Fuxuan.

Long Fuxuan's time was imprisoned.

Everyone saw Su Han walking up to Long Fuxuan and tapping her forehead lightly. There was no force at all this time, it was just a light touch.

"She has been defeated."

Su Han looked at the Dragon King and smiled.

There was a strange look on everyone's faces.

They could feel the super-level saint's authority in Su Han. The specific situation was unclear, but they could guess that Long Fuxuan was motionless and must have been suppressed by this saint's authority.

The Jialan Protoss did not expect that the battle would end so easily, and every quasi-saint had a look of astonishment on their face.

Abraham smiled, and so did Iman and the four lower gods.

At least in terms of martial arts competition, the Jialan God Clan has the upper hand!

"Such a child's play?"

"Is it possible that even the True Dragon Academy is cooperating with the other party in acting?"

"What are you thinking? How can the True Dragon Academy cooperate with the human race's quasi-sage in acting? This is absolutely impossible!"

"In this way, is this human race's road to winning luck successfully completed?"

For a while, the scene was extremely quiet.

Many people were broadcasting the battle with universal talismans, and these people were also stunned in shock.

I thought there would be a wonderful fight between dragons and tigers, but I didn't expect the battle to end so quickly.

"Is there such a big gap between even the number one quasi-sage of True Dragon Academy and him..."

In the Realm of the True Dragon God, countless posts have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. These posts all have a tone of disbelief.

"Fuxuan is indeed defeated."

The Dragon King glanced at Long Fuxuan, remained silent for a few moments and then nodded slightly.

Wow!

The silence was broken instantly, and bursts of discussion buzzed around.

After countless years, finally a genius from a weak family successfully completed the road to success!

As the Dragon King affirmed, wisps of invisible power of destiny were peeled off from the True Dragon Clan.

This power of luck is continuously injected into the human race. Whether it is the human race in Kunlun or the human race living in various places in the immortal world, they have all been nourished by this power of luck.

From this moment on, the power of destiny of the human race will at least not be weaker than that of the most ordinary saint race.

In the future, the descendants of the human race will be born, either Wuzun or Yuandan.

If Nanhua can also complete the road of winning luck, the luck of the human race will be even more prosperous!

Su Han smiled and gently removed the power of death from Long Fuxuan.

Time began to flow around her again.

"wrong……"

Long Fuxuan frowned slightly, something was not right about the surrounding atmosphere.

"Fuxuan, you have been defeated, come back." Dragon Emperor said.