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Chapter 1954 Song Mohan

Su Han stopped, didn't turn around, didn't look back, and waited quietly.

Lu Ya on his shoulders also felt a pressure falling from the sky, and the area for dozens of miles seemed to have become a restricted area.

With his seventh-level cultivation, he couldn't even flap his wings as his body was suppressed by this aura.

One figure, two figures, three figures... a total of ten figures appeared around Su Han.

"Emperor Su, we have no intention of taking action, as long as you go back with us."

One of them got straight to the point.

"Ten eighth-level people, it seems that the ninth-level ones from your False God camp are more cautious."

Su Han smiled.

"Ten eighth-level people are enough to capture you alive. We have heard about the battle between you and Bita, but one-on-one and ten-on-one are not the same thing at all.

I hope you can understand this."

"I think it's the same thing."

Su Han smiled and said, "Your arrival is just the right time for me to be promoted to the eighth level. Thank you very much for that."

The four swords of Zhu Xian soared into the sky, and the area of ​​dozens of miles around was originally turned into a restricted area by ten eighth-level experts. But after these four swords appeared, this place became Su Han's territory.

"I have four swords that can kill immortals."

Su Han chuckled, "Go!"

Puff, puff, puff - the Four Swords of Zhu Xian continuously penetrated each of the eighth-level powerhouses, and a look of astonishment and disbelief emerged in their pupils.

One's own defense, in front of the other party, seems to become as ridiculous as a thin piece of paper.

Cold light kept flashing in Lu Ya's eyes, and his eyes changed from solemn to shocked, and finally to confused.

He knew that Su Han was only at the seventh level, but his methods were far beyond the eighth level. Even if he lost to the ninth level, he would not be far behind! It would only take less than a breath of time.

Ten eighth-level powerhouses died on the spot.

The majestic source of energy was integrated into Su Han's body, and his life breath was soaring crazily.

In the later stages, it becomes more and more difficult to increase the life value, but Su Han's background is far beyond the current level.

"I want to advance to the eighth level, you protect me."

Su Han smiled lightly at Lu Ya, and then sat down on the spot.

Muttered to himself.

Verses from the Tao Te Ching keep pouring out.

Lu Ya's shocked emotions suddenly became much calmer after hearing these Tao Te Ching, and his body seemed to have sunk into the quiet and waveless water.

"That's it?"

In the void, the bad gambler looked at the master of the Palace of the Past and the Poseidon attendant in shock.

He couldn't understand why Su Han was able to kill ten eighth-level powerhouses so easily! Su Han's aura above his head was clearly from Seven Tribulations, and he definitely didn't hide his cultivation level! "His power is unparalleled in this world.

Suppressed!"

The master of the Palace of Purity said with a solemn expression.

The bad gambler and the Poseidon Waiter also clearly felt it, looking at Su Han with strange eyes.

When warriors from the Earthly Immortal Realm are in the Xuantian Domain, they suffer from the laws of Heaven! The power of the Saint's authority only acts in the Earthly Immortal Realm. Once outside the Earthly Immortal Realm, other big worlds will not recognize it at all.

Therefore, if two beings with the same strength, one is a strong person from the Earth Immortal Realm and the other is a strong person from the outside world, if they meet in the Xuantian Realm, the latter will directly crush the former. There will be no exceptions! Unless it is between the two.

There is a huge difference in strength! "Is it because I got the inheritance from the God of Death?"

A flash of greed flashed in the bad gambler's eyes.

He was still moved.

He wanted to seize Su Han's inheritance for his own use.

In this way, he doesn't have to wait for Su Han to grow up to the point where he can extend their lives, and he can be self-reliant! However, the master of the Palace of the Past and the attendant of Poseidon are both present, which makes his idea a little difficult to realize! "You two

, if he dies in Xuantian Territory, I am afraid that the longevity of you and me will not be able to wait for the next successor of the God of Death.

How about taking advantage of the fact that there is no one around to take care of this son, and seize his inheritance?"

The bad gambler tried.

The master of the Palace of the Past was expressionless, neither nodding in agreement nor speaking out in opposition.

However, the Poseidon waiter gave the bad gambler a faint look and said, "A promise is a promise. The time limit for him to complete the promise is not far away, so why should he destroy his promise?"

"Why are you so rigid?

Now that you have the opportunity to control your own destiny, why should you ask for help from others?”

The rotten gambler's face darkened: "When he reaches the eighth level, he won't be that easy to deal with. By then his strength will probably be comparable to that of you and me. No one knows whether he will keep his promise by then!"

While several people were talking, a dazzling light suddenly came from the sky, as if a red sun suddenly appeared in the void.

"From the Ten Yang Palace!"

The expressions of the three bad gamblers changed slightly.

People from the immortal camp also lurked here! The light fell on everyone, evaporating all the impurities in the surrounding void, and the three bad gamblers appeared directly on the spot.

The three of them suddenly appeared around Su Han.

After Lu Ya came to his senses, he stared blankly, not daring to move at all.

How to protect the Dharma?

These three people were clearly ninth-level powerhouses! From the light source that made it almost impossible to open one's eyes, a figure walked out and slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"Are you three from the Earthly Immortal Realm?

Oh, I remember you, nicknamed Bad Gambler, you used to stay in Xuantian Territory.

I heard that your lifespan is about to run out, and you have been hiding in the immortal world without showing up. This time, you are willing to take risks for this son?"

The figure like the scorching sun spoke slowly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

The bad gambler stared at the opponent, even though his pupils were about to be burned, he did not blink.

There's no way he wouldn't remember this tone and breath.

Ten Yang Palace - Song Mohan! In their time, Song Mohan was also a famous genius in the second district of Xuantian Territory.

The head of a bad gambler was lost to him in gambling, and he still hasn't been able to get it back! "We have an agreement with this guy, so I hope he is safe."

The master of the Palace of Rebirth said calmly.

"I'm afraid your agreement won't be fulfilled.

The power of authority in the Earthly Immortal Realm is worthless in the Xuantian Realm."

Song Mohan chuckled, slowly raised his palm, and a light source condensed, turning into a long sword.

Hot air waves swept out from the long sword, and the entire void turned red, as if burning with flames.

The expressions of the three bad gamblers changed slightly.

They didn't expect that Song Mohan from the Immortal camp would come this time. Facing such a ninth-level powerhouse, no one among them except the Great Demon of Xutian would have even the slightest chance of winning.

But the Great Demon of Xutian has already been promoted to the Six Paths, and it is impossible for him to come to this world.

What should I do?

They can stop each other for ten breaths at most, which is the limit that the three of them can achieve after joining forces.

Song Mohan didn't give the three of them much time to think about it. As soon as the long sword came out in his hand, he was already ready to take action.

But the next moment, a cold shout came from the void, and an extremely powerful aura turned into a fist seal, hitting Song Mohan! A ninth-level strongman from the Void God camp! After the death of ten eighth-level bodies, Void
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