Qian Ying finally stopped moving forward. He stood five meters in front of Su Haoran, narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you really dare to compete with me head-on?"
"Don't dare!"
Su Haoran continued to pretend, shrugged and said: "I'm scared to death. I'm afraid that you, a loser who can only run away in battle, won't dare to take action. After all, you are a soldier who has guarded the Great Wall of Starry Sky. If you don't take the initiative, I will go up and knock you.
It’s a bit unjustifiable to kill you.”
Second O!
Qian Ying was so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat Su Haoran to death several times, but the alert and suspicious character he developed on the Great Wall of Starry Sky made him afraid to actually go forward.
Ding!
Just when Su Haoran was bluffing, the merit astrolabe in his sea of consciousness suddenly reacted.
"The master taught Liang Jiu a complete acupuncture technique, asking him to save lives and heal the wounded, and perform three thousand meritorious deeds. Now that Liang Jiu has completed three thousand meritorious deeds, he has accumulated unlimited blessings. He has also calculated an eight-star meritorious deed for the master, which can be exchanged for a hundred times the combat power. Do you want to redeem it?
?”
Second O!
Su Haoran smiled this time. Martial Saint is a gap that other realms cannot cross, but Su Haoran is different. After he broke through to the Golden Core realm, his strength and combat power are no longer weaker than Xusheng. Now he is better than the previous Xiantian Grandmaster.
I don't know how many times stronger it is.
Maybe a hundred times more combat power wouldn't allow him to defeat a powerful great sage, but it should be no problem to deal with a great sage with only half a life, right?
"exchange!"
Su Haoran's aura suddenly exploded. Based on the golden elixir realm, his combat power increased a hundred times. The terrifying aura was like a volcano erupting, and the aura of the great sage who won the prize was instantly shattered.
"you?"
Qian Ying's expression changed drastically, and he involuntarily took a half step back.
"brother!"
San Jie was even more stunned. He had never thought that a young man in his twenties could possess such a terrifying aura.
"Is this fake?"
Afaf, who had been held by Su Haoran, suddenly jumped up from his left arm.
That's right, the Lord of the Holy Palace actually woke up, and feeling Su Haoran's terrifying strength, he was so frightened that he immediately hid far away.
Su Haoran strode forward to win. After entering the golden elixir realm, he used a hundred times his combat power for the first time. This powerful force that made him feel like he could overlook all existence gave him unparalleled confidence.
Qian Ying met Su Haoran's gaze and shouted hysterically: "Stop, I am a hero of the human race. I have guarded the Great Wall of Starry Sky for two hundred years. You should not attack me."
Su Haoran said: "If you have lived for two hundred years and are still alive, how much more rice do you think you have wasted?"
Former win: "..."
"Stop talking nonsense and fight!"
Su Haoran suddenly accelerated and exerted force under his feet, causing the ground to tremble.
too fast!
At this moment, Su Haoran's speed reached an incomprehensible level, and when he punched out, there was a rumbling sound of thunder.
With no way to retreat, Qianying could only grit his teeth and fight hard, shouting: "I don't believe that you, a little low-class person, have the ability to fight against me, a holy descendant."
boom!
After a punch, Su Haoran's power was only slightly hindered, slowing down his forward momentum by half a minute.
Looking back at the previous one, he was shaken to the point where his feet were off the ground and flew backwards. If his exquisite armor hadn't been too defensive, this punch alone would have caused him to spurt out blood.
But even though he was not injured, he was still shaken to the point of losing control of his body, and his eyes even turned black.
Su Haoran's heart became fierce, and he exerted force on his feet again, chasing Qian Ying with a whoosh sound, and raised the magic whip in his hand high.
"Qian Ying, I will send you on your way now. Afterwards, I will declare to the public that you have made great achievements in guarding the Great Wall of Starry Sky. You were seriously injured and died after returning to Earth, so as to protect your good reputation."
The divine whip struck down and went straight to Qian Ying's forehead.
It must be said that Qian Ying's brain was very good. As soon as he heard the wind, he raised his arms and hugged his head, preparing to be beaten.
Boom!
Su Haoran's whip hit him hard on his arm armor.
Immediately, a golden halo appeared.
This blow was infused with Su Haoran's true energy, which was backed up by a hundred times the combat power. Su Haoran was not sucked dry by this divine weapon.
As the halo dispersed, the front armor was smashed to the ground, and the armor suddenly lost its smoothness, and then each joint of the armor made a crisp sound.
Pieces of armor pieces were moved up and recovered, and finally they were all retracted to Qianying's left forearm.
This is the magic of the Divine Whip. This sacred weapon of the Kunlun Mountains is the nemesis of all sacred weapons. With one blow, the divinity of Qian Ying's armor was knocked off, and it immediately returned to its original state for at least twenty-four hours.
It can be restored later.
Immediately afterwards, Su Haoran whipped him again.
Accompanied by a snapping sound.
The descendant of the majestic saint, the ex-winner of the Great Sage, was beaten to the point where his head was smashed.
A large amount of blood splashed all over Su Haoran. After the blood of the Great Sage fell to the ground, it burned five pits on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Su Haoran's Human Emperor body began to actively absorb the blood essence of the previous winner, as if he had taken a magical elixir, making Su Haoran's blood boil, and the true energy in the elixir sea became active and stronger.
"Hmph! With this level of strength, I wouldn't believe you could be beaten to death even after two years of fighting on the Great Wall of Starry Sky."
While Su Haoran taunted, he grabbed the void with his left hand and used the third form of the Soul Replenishing Technique to seize the spirit, take his soul into the palm of his hand, and then inhale the sea of consciousness.
He not only used the soul power of this great sage to replenish his soul, but also stripped and read his memory.
He took a look at the so-called magnificent Great Wall in the starry sky, and saw countless brutal battles against the hell army.
"For the continuation and glory of mankind, we should embark on the bloody path of our ancestors and dedicate our last passion."
"In order to secure the Great Wall of Starry Sky, even if we die, we should give up reincarnation and use our souls to strengthen the wall."
"If this world is no longer treated as a prison for gathering medicine in hell, I will die without regrets."
Through the perspective of the previous winner, Su Haoran saw warriors wearing divine weapons oracle bones, fighting against foreign enemies without fear of death.
In the starry sky, countless cosmic warriors rushed into the Great Wall, but were all blocked by these warriors, exploding steel fireworks in the starry sky.
So tragic!
The holy descendants defend the final dignity of mankind with their blood and firm belief.
In reading the memory of the previous victory, Su Haoran saw how terrifying the enemy was.
Once a strong man from hell and Nibiru approaches the Great Wall of Stars, he must have at least a dozen divine descendants and rely on various laws and artifacts to fight him.
He saw a disciple of hell with cold body and blue skin attacking and punching a great sage who was a descendant of the Holy Spirit to pieces, and even the artifact armor on his body was broken into pieces.
He also saw that three great saints sacrificed their lives, drew a big bow, and shot a divine arrow to kill a hell disciple.
He also saw that from the depths of the starry sky, spaceships larger than small and medium-sized cities appeared.
In order to resist those behemoths, the descendants of the saints burned their blood and sacrificed their blood to powerful artifacts, so that they could blow up these spaceships and prevent them from being hit by such huge weapons and hitting the Great Wall of Starry Sky.
Sure enough, as Su Haoran guessed, Qian Ying's so-called two hundred years of resisting foreign enemies was actually gilding himself.
He and Zuo Lu were born waste among the holy descendants. They had not awakened any holy blood and had no strange power. They could only do some logistical work and were often attacked by their predecessors.
Along the warrior's protective scolding.
Until one day, a submarine-like starship battleship crossed the star gate, avoided all attacks, and smashed a section of the Starry Sky Wall into pieces.
Countless descendants of the saints were killed, and even a great saint ignited his gas and blood and exploded his body and soul, thus completely destroying such a battleship.
"The Demon King who escapes the world!"
When reading the last part of the memory, Su Haoran actually saw Xia Zhonglou, one of the eight heavenly beings who had escaped from the world.
This great sage, who was usually withdrawn, came in golden armor, rescued Qian Ying, Zuo Lu, and four or five other great sages who had been fighting at the front but were already unconscious, and then turned around and jumped into a small
Teleport stargate.
Later, the great sage who lost this part of the Great Wall was sent back to the earth by the larger inheritance star gate, and he made it to Penglai.
"It turns out that Xia Zhonglou went to the Great Wall of Starry Sky. It turns out that the senior officials of Daxia have always been in contact with Starry Sky."
Su Haoran's eyes were moist, and he even shed two lines of hot tears involuntarily.
Emperor Xianwu in his previous life should not have cared about the life or death of these ants, but after he was reborn and rose from the bottom again, he was moved by the courage of these heroes who were not afraid of life and death.
"Amitabha!"
Master Sanjie walked up to Su Haoran, frowned and said, "Brother, you shouldn't have killed them. They are heroes after all."
"they are not."
Su Haoran raised his hand and placed it between San Jie's eyebrows, saying: "I extracted his soul memory, you can see for yourself."
Immediately, Sanjie's pupils suddenly expanded, and his whole person turned to stone on the spot.
At this time, Afaf suddenly said: "Huya, although you and I are enemies of life and death, I want to say thank you. Thank you for not giving me to those two great saints."
"Actually, you've woken up a long time ago, I know."
Su Haoran was still emotionally agitated and let the tears continue to flow, but he could maintain a calm tone and said: "You go out, as you said, you and I are enemies of life and death, but now I am not in the mood to kill, let you go."
horse."
"I, since I can come to Atlantis, it is my chance. You have no right to chase me away."
"Don't pretend to be stupid. The Atlantis in your Western myths and legends is actually the Penglai Island in our Eastern myths. Don't say you don't understand."
While speaking, Su Haoran lowered his head and took off the wristband from Qianying's arm, and naturally put it on his forearm.
According to the method of making the magic weapon recognize its owner, Su Haoran's right hand brushed against the edge of the wrist guard, and a line of blood sank into the wrist guard.
Buzz!
Immediately, the artifact made a buzzing sound that only Su Haoran could hear, and then the wrist guard disappeared, as if submerged into Su Haoran's flesh and blood.
Afaf bit her lip lightly. She could come to Penglai and enter the Tower of Babel, so naturally she was unwilling to be kicked away by Su Haoran with just one word.
While Su Haoran was grabbing the treasure armor wristband, Afaf suddenly turned around and rushed up the stairs leading to the fourth floor of the Babel Tower like lightning.
"Humph, I had guessed that you wouldn't leave, but as long as I'm here, you won't be able to get any of the good things here."
Su Haoran glanced at the stairs, but he did not chase after him in a hurry. Instead, since his hundredfold fighting power was still intact, he ducked to the unconscious Zuo Lu, whipped the artifact armor on him back to its original shape, and then put it back to its original form.
Put the wrist guards away.
"My Buddha is compassionate, what the hell is going on?"
Just as Su Haoran put away his wrist guards, a fat monk over two meters tall walked down the stairs.
As soon as the monk appeared, the terrifying aura coming from the top saint made Su Haoran feel suffocated.
"God King and Evil Monk?" Su Haoran guessed the other party's identity instantly.
The great monk looked at Su Haoran, his brows knitted into a knot, and he shouted fiercely: "Are you the Kunlun God of War?"