"Why don't you want the sacred objects of your Blood Life Sect?" Han Sen frowned and looked at Nan Litian and asked.
When Nan Litian heard Han Sen's question, his expression changed slightly. He looked at Han Sen carefully again and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you a descendant of Han Jingzhi?"
"Didn't I tell you before that my great-grandfather's name is Han Jingzhi, but he is not the one from the Blue Blood Special Forces," Han Sen said.
Nan Litian frowned and said nothing, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Is it really not Han Jingzhi's descendant?" Nan Litian thought for a while, then looked at Han Sen and muttered to himself: "If it is really not his descendant? Then why are there sacred objects? Yes, if it is really
His descendants will not be able to carry sacred objects with them."
"You haven't told me yet why only people from the Han family want the sacred objects of your Blood Life Sect?" Han Sen asked, staring at Nan Litian.
"Since you are not Han Jingzhi's descendant, this has nothing to do with you. But now that you know my true identity, I can't let you live anymore." Nan Litian said, with a thought in his mind, a handle
The dagger appeared out of thin air and stabbed Han Sen.
Han Sen was restrained by the flower stamens, and it was impossible to dodge now. The only gene cores left in his body were the Devil's Heart Ring, the crystal egg and the sky-shielding umbrella, so he had to summon the sky-shielding umbrella to resist the dagger.
The sky-shielding umbrella opened to protect Han Sen's body. The dagger stabbed on the umbrella surface. It failed to pierce the sky-shielding umbrella, but it shook the sky-shielding umbrella to the side.
Nan Litian's thoughts moved again, and his green straight knife suddenly appeared out of thin air, turned into a green light and stabbed Han Sen's throat.
The umbrella could not come back in time, and there was nothing that could withstand the dagger.
Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Han Sen, Han Sen used the power of one hand to cover the sky and tried to tear the stamens apart, but he couldn't tear it off at once, and he didn't even have the intention of breaking it. The level of this big tree
It's really too high. Han Sen estimates that the lowest level is a divine-blood genetic plant.
Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to pierce his body, Han Sen couldn't take care of so much at this time and directly activated the Super Emperor Spirit Body, wanting to try to see if the Super Emperor Spirit Body could break free from the flower pistil.
A blazing white light filled Han Sen's body, his pupils turned a blazing white color, and his short black hair was also dyed white. It grew rapidly in the blazing light, and in a moment it turned into long blazing white hair hanging down to the ground.
After transforming into the super emperor spirit body, Han Sen didn't use any force to break free from the flower pistils, but the flower pistils loosened themselves and let go of Han Sen's body.
Before Han Sen could dodge, those stamens actually stretched out and entangled the straight knife that was stabbing Han Sen. The straight knife was entangled in it, making it unable to fly any more, as if to protect Han Sen.
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"What's going on?" Han Sen moved his body and was very surprised. Those flower stamens were not hostile to him at all.
The stamens were entangled together to form a disk, supporting Han Sen from below instead of being tied up like before.
Nan Litian's eyes widened and he stared at Han Sen with a look of disbelief. The scene now was beyond his imagination. An advanced genetic plant seemed to be helping Han Sen. Not only was it helping, but it looked like it was helping Han Sen.
It actually feels a bit flattering.
"What's going on with the aura on your body? Why is there the aura of alien spirits... No... and the aura of alien creatures... You are not human... Who are you?" Nan Litian looked at Han in horror.
Sen, Han Sen's current situation has exceeded his common sense. How can a human being possess the aura of alien spirits and alien creatures? This is really shocking.
Han Sen looked at his super emperor spirit body, and he felt that his aura was a bit weird. This body seemed to not only have the aura of a foreign spirit, but also had another side. As Nan Litian said, it was similar to some kind of aura.
The scent of alien creatures.
However, there were many types of alien creatures, and Han Sen couldn't tell which kind of alien creature's aura it was.
Han Sen suddenly thought about the name of the Super Emperor Spirit. If it was just a foreign spirit body, it would just be called the Emperor Spirit. Even if it went one step further, it should be called the Great Emperor Body.
The word super should be used for alien creatures. Only super divine creatures would use the word super. The name Super Emperor Spirit gave Han Sen a weird feeling from the beginning. It was only now that Han Sen figured out that originally
Super Emperor Spirit is not only a strange spirit body, but also has the physique of a strange creature.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that your life is in my hands now." Han Sen walked towards Nan Litian who was tied up in the flower.
Originally, he wanted to walk over in the air, but as soon as his feet took a step, the flower stamens stretched out and condensed into a disk, just enough for him to step on.
Han Sen took a step forward, and new disks formed from other flower stamens, like stairs, formed under Han Sen's feet, supporting him forward.
Han Sen was surprised, but he had no time to study this now. He walked up to Nan Litian, stared at Nan Litian coldly and asked: "What is your status in the Blood Life Cult?"
Nan Litian's body exploded with powerful force, but he couldn't break free at all. Nan Litian stared at Han Sen and said: "The inheritor of the Saint of Lihen."
"Are you one of the Thirteen Saints?" Han Sen looked at Nan Litian in disbelief and asked.
Although Nan Litian was very strong, Han Sen always felt that he lacked something and did not have the flavor of a strong man like Tianchu.
"I am just the inheritor, not the saint of Lihen." Nan Litian said coldly.
"What's the difference?" Han Sen didn't understand the difference between inheritors and saints.
"Only the oldest and purest inherited bloodline is qualified to become a saint. I am just a side branch of the bloodline." Nan Litian said.
Han Sen was about to ask something more when he suddenly heard a noise in the woods not far away. He turned around and saw the grass and branches shaking. After a while, a red pony emerged from the bushes, with its back on its back.
He also carried Bao'er on his back.
When he and Nan Litian were fighting before, the little red horse ran away with Bao'er on its back. Unexpectedly, it also pursued him into Zangzhen Valley and arrived here safely.
Han Sen was afraid that the cow's head buried deep under the tree would hurt them, so he rushed towards it and landed in front of the little red horse.
"Dad." Bao'er happily jumped into Han Sen's arms.
Han Sen hugged Bao'er, but found that there was something hooked behind the little red horse's tail. It turned out to be a golden rope lock, and behind the rope lock was the black unicorn tied up.
Han Sen was overjoyed. He didn't expect the little red horse to drag the tied unicorn over.
The little red pony flicked its tail and loosened the golden dragon's whiskers lock. The tied unicorn was breathing heavily in its nose. Perhaps because of struggling too hard, the golden dragon's whiskers lock tightened tighter and tighter, and it was already strangled into it.