Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

During these three days, Su Han and others have been moving forward.

Along the way, they met many people, including more than 200 people from the Super Sect Huashen Pavilion, and people from the Ji family among the thirteen families.

However, there is no enmity between the Phoenix Sect and them, and there are no saint skulls or treasures appearing here.

Without competition, there would be no fighting, but we would just pass each other by in peace.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Su Han and others finally found the location recorded on one of the map bones.

There is a flat land here. Looking up, there are no bones or anything. However, the end point recorded on the map bone is here. Obviously, the bones of the so-called 'saint' are also here.

"Where are the saint's corpses here? It's obviously an open space?" Liu Yun glanced around and frowned.

Shangguan Mingxin, Hong Chen and others were also searching around, and their spiritual thoughts were sweeping out, trying to sense it, but they couldn't gain anything.

Keep the change, please.

Su Han spoke, stepped on the ground, and said lightly, "The saint's corpse is here."

"Underground?" Everyone was stunned.

Su Han nodded and immediately said, "Use earth magic to blow this place away."

"yes."

Immediately, the Purple Night Divine Guard came out and cast earth magic at the same time.

Amidst the roar, the earth was shaken apart, and a large hole was exposed.

Surprisingly, the ground beneath everyone's feet was only ten meters solid. Under these ten meters, there was a huge pothole.

In the pit, there was a huge light curtain blocking it. When the ground was blasted open, everyone could see a skeleton hidden underneath through the light curtain.

It is the so-called corpse of a saint!

It can be seen that the saint's corpse remains intact and the light curtain exists. It is obvious that the saint's skull still exists and has not been taken away.

Without saying a word, Su Han waved his hand, and the map bone immediately appeared and was thrown directly towards the light screen.

"Buzz~"

The moment it was thrown in, the map bone immediately shattered, turned into fly ash, and merged into the light curtain.

The light curtain vibrated slightly, flickered with light, then exploded violently, and then quickly contracted.

"Half an hour." Su Han's eyes flashed.

"boom!"

At this moment, the ten meters of ground that had been lifted up before exploded with a bang and turned into soil.

All this soil rose up into the void, quickly condensing like a mountain, and finally formed a huge figure.

It is the shadow of the saint!

With the appearance of the saint's shadow, overwhelming pressure filled the air at this moment. Because Su Han and others had obtained a saint's skull, they had been prepared for it, and there were cultivation bones. This pressure only caused They looked a little paler.

As the coercion gathered, it swept out after a moment. The ground was shattered in the roar, and huge cracks spread densely around like an earthquake.

Looking at it now, the ground seems to have been dry for countless years, and the water in it seems to have been completely taken away. The originally moist ground has turned white and yellow at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the coercion spread for about ten miles, but without stopping, fifty miles, a hundred miles... three hundred miles!

The pressure of three hundred miles is not the limit, but within three hundred miles, the huge phantom of the saint can be clearly seen.

Three hundred miles away, you can only see it vaguely, but you can also feel it.

Anyone who enters this place has been warned by the clan or the sect. Naturally, they understand that the emergence of this kind of pressure must be the result of someone opening the saint's corpse and eliciting the saint's phantom, thus exuding pressure. .

"be prepared."

Su Han took a breath and sat cross-legged.

As for the others, they were all standing around, with serious expressions on their faces, and their spiritual thoughts were constantly sweeping around.

Soon, the first batch of figures appeared.

There are more than 300 people in total, and they have met with the Phoenix Sect before. They are the children of the Ji family, one of the thirteen families!

The leader of the Ji family who entered the ancient battlefield this time was Ji Mingfeng, one of the three sons of the head of the Ji family and the eldest son.

Ji Mingfeng is a young hero with extremely strong talent. He is only forty-seven now, but he has already reached the peak level of the Dragon God Realm. This is something that would be impossible for ordinary people to achieve.

Although this is related to the fact that the Ji family does not hesitate to spend huge resources on training, Ji Mingfeng's talent is indeed very strong.

At this moment, the leader of these more than 300 people was not Ji Mingfeng, but Ji Mingfeng's younger brother and the youngest son of the head of the Ji family, Ji Mingkong.

Compared with Ji Mingfeng's talent, although Ji Mingkong is a little inferior, he can still be regarded as a genius.

His age is twenty-seven, and his cultivation has not reached the Dragon God Realm, only the peak of the Dragon Core Realm. However, due to his status, he has become the leader of more than 300 people.

Ji Mingkong has a handsome appearance and looks extremely chic, but from his gloomy eyes and slightly thin lips, it can be seen that this boy must be a mean person.

When he saw the people from the Phoenix Sect and the huge phantom of the saint, Ji Minggong's eyes lit up.

However, he did not speak, but waved his hand to signal everyone in the Ji family to stop.

Under his instructions, the Ji family members did not act rashly. They all stared at the Phoenix Sect members coldly and sat cross-legged.

Su Han raised his eyelids, glanced at Ji Mingkong, pondered slightly, and then closed his eyes again.

Soon, ten minutes passed.

When eleven minutes arrived, two more groups of people arrived.

One group of them were people from the super sect, Huashen Pavilion, who had met with the Phoenix Sect before.

There are also more than 300 people. Apparently as time goes by and as many forces advance, they have all met each other.

The leader of more than 300 people in Huashen Pavilion is also a young man. This young man looks ordinary, dressed in black, and looks full of coldness.

He held a long sword in his hand. The hilt of the long sword was inlaid with three orbs filled with rich purple gold. The grade of these orbs alone had reached the top grade of purple gold.

There is no doubt that this is a long sword that is at least a low-grade Holy Spirit.

This person’s name is Han Yiming

After arriving, they saw the Phoenix Sect and the Ji family, especially when they saw the people from the Phoenix Sect sitting closest to the saint's corpse, they immediately understood that the saint's light curtain was opened by the Phoenix Sect.

After thinking for a moment, Han Yiming clasped his fists towards Su Han, then waved and sat cross-legged.

Su Han suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Han Yiming like a sharp knife.

There was no enmity between him and Huashen Pavilion, on the contrary, they were acquaintances.

Back when he was at the Divine Medicine Mountain, the Divine Master of Huashen Pavilion had entrusted him with it. It was precisely because of the Divine Master of Huashen Pavilion that Su Han let Wen Ling go.

In both emotional and rational terms, the Huashen Pavilion should not be snatched away from the Phoenix Sect. But at this moment, Han Yiming was sitting down with his people, and he was obviously tempted to snatch it away!

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