Villain: You Mentioned The Divorce, Why Are You Crying Now

boom!

In the space crack that was just torn open, a terrifying aftermath of energy rushed out.

The coercion carried by it made the commander of the eighth rank beside him smash to the ground in an instant.

Fortunately, Su Long bears most of the coercion, so the commander was not harmed, but was just blown away.

"Hahaha, Su Zhantian, just you and Jiang Tianzheng want to block us?"

"A fool's dream!"

In the void, two figures flew upside down, even if it was the void, it couldn't bear the fluctuations of a few people fighting.

The five ferocious alien martial saints just wanted to take advantage of the situation and injure the two of them.

But he saw a figure standing quietly outside the crack not far away, he walked in with a blank expression, and in a flash, he came to Su Zhantian and the two.

"Su Long! Are you sanctified?!"

When the five alien martial saints saw him appear, their faces were full of disbelief and astonishment.

"Where's your Martial Saint Heavenly Tribulation?!"

They were extremely puzzled why Su Long could become a martial saint without making a sound.

And the momentum is still so stable.

You must know that from the eighth rank onwards, every time one is promoted to one level, one has to go through the heavenly tribulation and accept the baptism of heaven and earth.

Cross over and become a strong man.

If you can't cross it, you will die.

As for the Martial Saint Heavenly Tribulation, it is even more terrifying, almost every thunderbolt can kill a Ninth Grade who has walked out of the original way.

But...why didn't they smell the aura of catastrophe?

Su Long glanced at the five alien martial saints, did not speak, but turned around and passed his indestructible substance to the injured Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng.

With Renhuang's indestructible substance, the scars on the chests of the two of them gradually healed.

His pale complexion also improved.

Su Zhantian got up, looked Su Long up and down, with surprise in his eyes: "Did you change lanes?"

He is Su Long's father, so he naturally knows better than anyone else.

In the past, Su Long followed the way of a benevolent general, and his combat power did not increase too much.

But at this moment, the original aura he felt from Su Long was not the way of benevolent generals, but a brand-new way. This kind of origin made him think of Su Long as the leader.

This is... about the original Tao of the human race?

Jiang Tianzheng also looked at it from the sidelines, his brows furrowed and furrowed.

"Royal way?" He asked in disbelief.

Su Long nodded with a chuckle, and replied: "The way of the emperor I am walking does not need to pass through the catastrophe."

There's nothing to hide about this.

Of course, only at the top.

The way of the emperor, he only needs to develop the power of the human race, as long as the recognition of the human race and him is higher, his original way can be strengthened all the time.

"hiss..."

Jiang Tianzheng and Su Zhantian looked at each other, and they both gasped.

Get out of the human emperor's way!

Isn't this what Ye Tao said before, the human race...someone must become the emperor, so that they can fight against the alien race!

I thought it would be dozens or even hundreds of years before it was possible.

but...

Now Su Long suddenly changed to the way of becoming an emperor!

Su Long looked at the shock in their eyes and the desire to ask questions, and couldn't help saying: "Dad, now is not the time to talk about these things, let's settle the matter here first."

As he spoke, he squinted at the five alien martial saints who were about to move.

Although the current situation is three against five.

But he didn't panic in the slightest, the alien martial saints who came here were all second-rank martial saints, and none of them surpassed third-rank.

He can handle it!

"Okay." Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng suppressed their doubts and continued to make fighting gestures.

Martial saints are promoted from one to nine levels.

The distance between each section is calculated in kilometers.

Both Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng became saints thirty years ago, and now they are only second-tier martial saints.

The cultivation method of the human race, from the first rank to the ninth rank, as long as you have the resources, understanding, and dare to see blood to participate in the sharpening of the battle, the speed of advancement can be very fast.

But after Wu Sheng, the practice method needs to be explored by oneself.

So the promotion is really too slow.

"Hmph! You have just become a Martial Saint, and you dare to participate in the battle?"

"You can't find death!"

The five alien martial saints grinned, with fangs growing wildly, and fierce eyes.

However, Su Long didn't pay attention to it too much, the light shone from the storage ring, and then he held a gun that exuded moonlight and was wrapped in silver light in his hand.

Silver Moon Gun!

Back then when he didn't set foot on Yuanyuan Dao, Su Long was good at long spears!

It was only when he set foot on the source, in order to conform to the position of Martial Saint inherited by the Su family, that he switched to sword skills.

Now, he has gone out of his own way.

Using a gun is the pinnacle of his combat power!

A spear swept across the void, the point of Su Long's spear was pointing downwards, and the silver lights condensed, the power of destruction was mixed with the power of the original source, and there was a sign of piercing the void.

"Who is going to die?" Holding the Silver Moon Spear in his hand, Su Long looked contemptuously.

It was the same with him back then!

Rank 8 is invincible!

Except... demigod Ye Tao.

"How daring!" A foreign warrior with blood-colored bone wings on his back was furious when he saw his arrogance.

The bloody bone wings shook, and the body burst out at an extremely fast speed.

Faster than a hundred times the speed of sound, almost in the blink of an eye, he was less than a kilometer away from Su Long.

Facing his advance, Su Long's eyes were sharp, and the Silver Moon Spear poked forward.

prick!

A small hole was poked out in the space, and the tip of the gun pierced into the black hole, and then appeared from the other side of the head of the alien martial saint.

Feeling this extremely death-threatening attack, the body of this mighty martial saint sank instantly.

The tip of the silver moon gun brushed past his head.

"Second stage source!"

Dodging the attack in embarrassment, the Martial Saint with blood-colored bone wings had an extremely ugly face, gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.

At the same time, I was shocked.

Is Su Long really just a preliminary sanctification?

Once you become a saint, you will have the combat power of the second stage of origin!

"It made you avoid it." Su Long sighed with regret.

"I haven't used a gun for many years, it seems that my technique is a little rusty."

"But...you can't dodge this blow!"

As the voice fell, Su Long's figure standing in place instantly turned into an afterimage, and the whole person had already rushed out. The power of a single shot caused a riot in the dark matter energy in the void.

"One shot at Mochizuki!"

boom!

In the endless dark void, a phantom of a crescent rose up, the thick power of the moonlight, combined with the blessing of Su Long's original martial arts, unexpectedly made this void begin to become unstable.

"Not good!" Bone Wing Martial Saint's face changed drastically, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

He is also a second-tier martial artist, why...his one blow can give him the illusion of death!

At this moment, he didn't care too much, took out his weapon, exploded with all his energy, and with difficulty resisted the tip of Yinyue's spear.

Clang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, the original power dissipated, and a turbulent current began to surge in the void.

Boom!

After only holding on for half a second, the weapon in the hands of the Bone Wing Martial Saint was shattered, and his whole body was sent flying thousands of miles away!

Do it all.

Su Long's Silver Moon Spear swept in front of him, and the turbulent flow in the void was smoothed out.

"Let's go up together." Su Long looked stern, this middle-aged man showed his buried edge and arrogance for the first time in many years.

The remaining four martial saints stared at him.

"You... How did you become holy? Didn't the thunder disaster a few days ago come because of you?"

They stared at Su Long's face, wanting to see what kind of explanation he would give.

However, under their watchful eyes, Su Long laughed loudly: "Who told you that I was the one who induced the Holy Lightning Tribulation?"

"Who else is it if it's not you?" The four saints of the foreign race looked extremely ugly, and there was a faint premonition in their hearts.

In the next second, a hearty and joyful voice blasted the entire void.

"Sacred Lightning Tribulation belongs to this old man, do you have any opinions?"