"The thirteenth prince of the Spirit God Dynasty died like this?"
"This Heaven-Suppressing Sect must be too courageous when walking..." "People are already going to the Temple of Death, what's so scary?
Are you still afraid that the Spiritual God Dynasty will not be able to settle accounts in the future?
I think these thirteen princes deserve to die, just the supreme dragon son, who has repeatedly spoken and acted provocatively.
Is walking something that the Supreme Dragon Son can challenge?
These are all Dharma Prime Minister’s back-up troops, and their status is completely different from that of ordinary warriors!”
Everyone looked at the body of the Thirteenth Prince and couldn't help but whisper.
When Su Han walked to the gate of the Temple of Death, Bai Ruozhu and others reacted, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.
"Don't leave!"
A martial master from the Spirit God Dynasty pointed at Su Han angrily: "Why do you want to kill my prince!!"
"I don't like him."
Su Han turned around and looked at the Martial Lord, "If you say another word, you will die too."
"Junior Sister Bai, the Spiritual God Dynasty and the Spiritual Holy Land are actually one body. Today the Thirteenth Prince was innocently suppressed and killed by this person. I would like to ask Junior Sister Bai and all the Holy Land brothers to make the decision for the Thirteenth Prince!"
The martial lord cupped his fists at Bai Ruozhu and the others with a look of grief and anger.
After saying that, his body stiffened slightly, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, his body lost balance, and he died with a bang! "Hiss--" Everyone took a breath and looked at Su Han subconsciously, their eyes full of surprise.
.
Really dead?
Is this the legendary saying that follows the law?
"Impossible. According to rumors, only the enigmatic Ten Great Supreme Beings, the Dharma Appearance of the Six Tribulations, or even the Emperor of Heaven can do this method..." "What kind of method he is using is really weird.
Does the Zhentian Sect have such martial arts?"
Everyone was shocked.
Several other warriors from the Spirit God Dynasty subconsciously swallowed back the words they were about to blurt out, and their faces turned pale.
Bai Ruozhu, Ao Jing, Nie Yun, Lu Yuan, and other holy land's supreme geniuses were also confused and frightened by this scene.
After a few moments of silence, Bai Ruozhu suddenly said: "Although the Thirteenth Prince's words are not pleasant, if we kill him because of this, the Spirit God Dynasty will definitely not let it go."
"I, the Heaven-Suppressing Sect, are not afraid of the Spirit God Dynasty."
Su Han smiled slightly.
"Hahaha! Lin Zhengxing is really courageous, I admire him!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I also admire Lin Xingxing's martial arts courage. This is what martial arts practitioners should do. Kill anyone who is not convinced. What's there to think about? There is no need to worry about the consequences!"
"If you always worry about the consequences, why should you practice martial arts? It's better to study!"
Suddenly, a group of gray-haired old men walked up to Su Han and praised him with smiles on their faces.
When everyone saw this, their expressions suddenly became a little strange.
Some of these Concentrating Martial Lords are at their peak, and some are only in the late stage of Concentrating, or even in the middle stage of Concentrating.
But everyone present knew that these martial lords who were approaching their end of life would soon be buried in the Temple of Death.
Not to mention Bai Ruozhu and other supreme geniuses, even if the Emperor of Heaven is present, they may not even have the slightest fear in their hearts.
If a person is about to die, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Bai Ruozhu's expression changed several times, but in the end he did not speak again, but led others towards the Tianji Temple.
"Senior Brother Lin, don't you think about it anymore?"
Suddenly, Shao Yuqing, who was about to go to Tianji Temple, shouted.
Zhao Wuji's face turned a little livid again.
Su Han waved his hand and walked straight into the Temple of Death without replying.
Behind him, hundreds of gray-haired old men, some even hairless, who seemed to have half of their feet in the coffin, looked at each other, and their moods suddenly became less serious.
"Lin Xingxing is so young and dares to break into the Temple of Death, what should we be afraid of?
Let’s go, everyone.”
Someone gave a long laugh and followed Su Han into the Temple of Death.
Everyone watched this scene silently. When they saw all these old men entering the Temple of Death, a strange feeling arose in their hearts.
If one day, when their lifespan is about to run out, will they be able to face death calmly like them?
It's a pity that they don't even have the chance to go to the Temple of Death. Their cultivation is destined not to stay at the Concentration Realm! "That walking person from the Zhentian Sect really entered the Temple of Death..." "We are watching a walking statue fall."
Already?"
"What is so hard to think about? He is already walking, and a bright future is waiting for him in the future..." "Perhaps this is the difference between us and walking. The idea of walking is simply elusive to us."
The various warriors who failed to enter Tianji Temple discussed in low voices.
Only those Martial Lords from the Northern Territory guessed why Su Han wanted to go to the Temple of Death.
They knew that Su Han had been summoned by the Dragon Saint Man Emperor when he was in the Holy City.
"What a pity. It must be the Dragon Saint Barbarian Emperor who made such a request. If you enter, you will die. If you don't, you will die.
Maybe this is Dragon Saint Man Emperor's method to suppress the Su family?
It should be that Renashi's reputation is too great in the Dragon Saint Empire.
In the entire Fengyun Jiuzhou, including the Northern Territory and the Barbarian Demon Mountains, there are only three golden bodies of the six calamities. This level is called a quasi-emperor, and the number of people is several times less than that of the Heavenly Emperor..." From the Northern Territory,
The human warriors have different thoughts in their hearts, but there is one emotion that they have in common.
Relieved, relieved.
Su Han's record and his own talent are so depressing.
It was as if in the entire Northern Territory, whether it was human or barbarian forces, it was difficult to find an opponent at the same level as him.
We are all martial masters, so naturally we do not want the existence of this level.
Otherwise, the Su family will have to add another Dharma Prime Minister in the future, and the major human forces in the Dragon Saint Empire will still be suppressed by the Su family for hundreds of more years, and will never get ahead! "Finally, we're in."
A faint smile finally appeared on Arasawa's face, and the thorn in Su Han's heart was finally removed.
In this way, as long as he finds an opportunity to repair his origin, who else at the same level will be his opponent in the Dragon Saint Empire in the future?
"It's a pity that the opportunity of Tianji Temple was taken away by Su Linghai. If it weren't for Su Han, I should be the one to enter Tianji Temple. The opportunities inside may be able to solve my original injury."
Huangze looked at Tianji Temple, his eyes gradually turned cold.
Fortunately, although he didn't catch anything, as long as Su Han entered the Temple of Death, he would be satisfied this time! "Is this considered revenge for Brother Xing Chou's revenge?"
The martial masters from the Great Immortal Dynasty looked at each other.
They all couldn't believe that Su Han really entered the Temple of Death.
In this case, there is no need for them to think about revenge, right?
"You will definitely die if you enter the Temple of Death. Brother Xing Chou's revenge is avenged.
But we have to stay in the sacred mountain for nearly a year, and finding the Wind-fixing Stone is the top priority!"