Looking at Xiao Han, who was still spotless in his eyes and even breathing without any change, Hun Miesheng couldn't help but ask aloud.
and……
"Are you a six-star?"
Xiao Han nodded. The level of Soul Destroyer has been raised. Is there no problem for him, Ice Saint, to be on the same level as his opponent?
However, Xiao Han also knew that after the six-star strength was shown this time, he would probably be targeted by the ancient races.
Still can't dance too much, Xiao Han sighed deeply in his heart.
Hun Mie Sheng's brows were tightly knitted together.
Although apart from this possibility, Hun Miesheng can't think of any other way for a person to fully receive their ultimate move without being harmed at all.
But this is also the option that Hun Miesheng is least willing to accept.
in this way…
The soul clan should re-evaluate the threat level of this ice saint.
The Six-Star Fighting Saint is one of the top experts in any ancient race.
Forces like Danta that are not good at fighting are just because they have an ancestor of the Six-Star Fighting Saint, even if that person doesn't care about anything and even likes to wander around.
Danta is still a transcendent force in Zhongzhou, and even the Soul Palace and the Soul Clan are not willing to provoke it easily.
Hun Mie Sheng couldn't help but want to scold his mother. He had paid an unknown price in order to break through to six stars. He thought he could just fake it.
who knows……
The master of Langya Pavilion came to Six Star Dou Sheng without knowing it.
The scene came to a standstill for a moment.
Since Hun Miesheng no longer chooses to attack, Xiao Han will not take the initiative to look for trouble. This time, his strength must be stable, no more!
But Xiao Han wanted to live a stable life, but there were people who were unwilling to be honest.
Just when Xiao Han thought it was going to be like this: hello, hello, hello, hello to everyone...
"The soul is destroyed and the life is destroyed. You are afraid of a six-star fighting saint's little baby." The annoying old voice sounded, making everyone feel disgusted.
"I see that you have cultivated yourself into a dog's belly for so many years."
"How about I report it to the Ming clan and replace you as the master of the Soul Palace..."
"There are many people who want to be in this position..."
For Hun Qianmo, who relies on his old age and sells his old age, Hun Miesheng is quite indifferent, almost exactly the same as the old soul demon.
Although Hun Miesheng's strength is only slightly weaker than Hun Qianmo, the latter is much senior than him. Although he is not afraid of the opponent, he is not in a position to say harsh words and can only express his dissatisfaction with a cold snort.
However, Xiao Han was not used to it when his soul was destroyed and his soul was thrown into a thousand strangers.
Xiao Han smiled and cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if this senior is the strong man from the Soul Clan?"
"Hmph!" Hun Qianmo snorted coldly and said rather proudly:
"Little baby, please listen carefully. I, Hun Qianmo, participated in the siege of Xiao Xuan, the leader of the Xiao clan, thousands of years ago, and led to his downfall."
"how?"
Back then, Xiao Xuan was almost the nightmare of the entire Soul Clan, and was also synonymous with the strongest person in the Dou Qi Continent. Even other peak Fighting Saints, including the patriarchs of the two ancient soul clans, were inferior to him.
In this way, this achievement is completely worthy of Hun Qianmo bragging about for the rest of his life! He can already imagine the admiring eyes of this Ice Saint towards him.
only……
"Pfft~" Although the strange sound was slight, it was so clear and harsh in the ears of top experts!
Looking around, Xiao Han saw the corner of Xiao Han's mouth that had not closed up. Seeing everyone looking over, Xiao Han couldn't help but explain:
"Sorry, I just heard a joke."
"Kid, what do you mean?" Hun Qianmo's face was quite ugly, feeling that he had been greatly humiliated.
"Nothing!" Xiao Han waved his hand,
"I just didn't expect that Xiao Xuan of the Xiao Clan would cause such a big psychological shadow on your Soul Clan."
"An old six-star fighting saint who didn't know what cultivation he had a thousand years ago actually dares to surround and kill a peak fighting saint and cause him to fall. It's really..."
Xiao Han shook his head speechlessly.
Silence was better than sound at this time. Although Xiao Han did not finish his words, the psychological damage caused to Hun Qianmo was quite terrible.
Hun Qianmo's face in the black robe turned blue and white with anger, "Shu Zi, how dare you!"
The cultural level of Hun Qianmo was outraged.
Everyone else was looking at Hun Qianmo who was about to go crazy with strange expressions. Even Hun Miesheng, who hated Xiao Han extremely, looked at the former in a different light.
I never thought that the usually talkative Ice Saint could actually make this old immortal so angry.
At this moment, Hun Miesheng just wanted to give Xiao Han a thumbs up in his heart. A thousand-year-old immortal was showing off in front of him all day long just because of his seniority.
Naturally, Hun Mie Sheng, a native of the Hun tribe, would not believe Hun Qianmo's plan to surround and kill Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan's image among the people of the Soul Clan can be described as deeply ingrained and terrifying. According to rumors, even the clan leader, Soul Emperor, is afraid of him.
Yes, it’s fear, not fear!
But it is precisely because of this emotion that almost everyone in the Soul Clan wants to step on Xiao Xuan.
The young man boasted that his ancestors had surrounded and killed Xiao Xuan, and the old Dou Sheng boasted that he had surrounded and killed Xiao Xuan.
However, everyone knows that ordinary fighting saints are just one-time tricks on that kind of battlefield. Xiao Xuan probably doesn't even know someone like Hun Qianmo, who is so incompetent and can be easily shot to death.
To put it simply, you know him, but he doesn’t know you!
Hun Mie Sheng doesn't have the slightest fondness for this kind of guy who doesn't have any ideas and likes to show off.
However, thumbs up, thumbs up, Hun Mie Sheng still kept his original intention in mind, and stopped Hun Qianmo who was about to take action:
"Don't act rashly, he is not that easy to deal with."
In the past, Xiao Han could directly choose him and the old soul demon in the five-star battle. Now they are both six-star, and the chance of winning the soul-destroying life is not very high.
At this point, he has understood that it is impossible to kill Xiao Han. Even if the opponent is not an opponent, he is fully capable of escaping, and even hurts both sides, leaving the people on the side to pick the peaches.
"Why, are you withdrawing?" Just when Hun Mie Sheng was thinking of retreating, Xiao Han asked jokingly.
And these words made Saint Qingming and Old Man Wuyue tremble with fear. These two couldn't leave, otherwise they would really be doomed!
Hun Mie Sheng was about to say harsh words, but his teammates were too upright. Hun Qianmo suddenly shouted: "Little baby, you are still young!"
"All souls are buried forever!"
After Hun Qianmo's words fell, in an instant, with Xiao Han as the center, countless wailing souls gathered in an instant. Endless miserable screams gathered together, opened their huge mouth and bit down on Xiao Han, making people feel scalp numb.
Feeling the gloomy and evil energy emanating from his body, Xiao Han frowned and slightly opened his mouth: "Ning!"
As soon as the word fell, as if the words were followed by the law, the space around Xiao Han gradually stagnated, as if it was separated from the Dou Qi Continent.
Immediately afterwards, the biting chill spread from Xiao Han's body to the outside, climbing step by step into the space constructed by this eerie ghost realm.
Under the shocked eyes of countless people, the seemingly indestructible world suddenly stood still, and time seemed to be frozen, followed by a soft "click" sound...
Ice crystals burst out all over the sky, and endless ice blade fragments shot out in all directions, which were easily blocked by Hun Mie Sheng and others.
At this moment, Hun Mie Sheng's expression changed, "Ten Thousand Souls Prison Armor!"
A huge soul shield thousands of meters tall appeared in front of Hun Qianmo in an instant, followed by a sound of space tearing, a violent explosion occurred on the gray-black shield, and Xiao Han's slightly regretful look was revealed in the endless smoke.
Figure holding a gun.
"Alas! I thought I could get rid of one of them!" The light words made everyone on the scene feel intense fear.
Hun Qianmo swallowed unconsciously, looking at the icy blue gun tip that seemed so close, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He glanced at Hun Mie Sheng, whose face was as heavy as water, with a hint of gratitude. If Hun Mie Sheng hadn't discovered this hidden murderous intention in advance and made preparations, otherwise, he would have suffered from this attack, even if he didn't die!
"So, do you two want to continue trying?" Xiao Han was still smiling, as if he was barely aware of everything.
"Retreat!" Hun Miesheng looked at Hun Qianmo, who had already calmed down, and then left without any nostalgia at all.
Although retreating now makes this encirclement feel anticlimactic, the opponent is strong enough and they are just following their inner will.