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Su Dong didn't pay attention to Zangyang's last roar. After experiencing the test of Yan's inheritance, Su Dong had long seen a corner of the world that was wider than this world. The road of a warrior was a direct road to immortality. , three hundred years?
It¡¯s just the beginning.
"Look down on warriors. Who knows that the Void God can break the void and walk in the void, hehe, the frog at the bottom of the well." Su Dong sneered. Not to mention becoming the God of the Void, his current holy realm alone is enough to crush the top level of immortal cultivators and become gods. With a little bit of tricks, he can fight even the Mahayana realm.
The Holy Realm fluctuates. It is the warrior who breaks through the martial saint, and the nine stars in his body become one, as if forming a real planet. Planets have their own gravitational fluctuations. The higher the realm, the wider the scope of this field and the stronger the fluctuation. For example, Su Dong is practicing in the ordinary world, which is the top martial arts under the Void God. In addition, he studies the ancient god map. He understood the secret of wind and reached the fifth level, so he broke through to the holy level.
The fluctuation of the Holy Realm reaches fifty feet. The increase in gravitational fluctuations can directly crush ordinary god-forming monks to death, and only more powerful monsters and monsters can withstand it.
And as Su Dongfeng's understanding of the mysteries of the wind increases, the fluctuations in the holy realm will become stronger and wider, and then it will be truly exaggerated.
However, the power of this holy realm fluctuation now makes Su Dong very satisfied.
"Dead, Zangyang is dead."
"Years of practice lead to death in one day."
Many of the Shifang Pavilion¡¯s God-Transforming True Lords looked at each other with something strange in their eyes. Since they became powerful gods, they joined the Shifang Pavilion. Although they also fought for the Jin Dynasty, fighting monsters and evil cultivators, in the Mahayana realm where few actions were taken, it was still very difficult for a powerful god to die. Less.
Someone died today.
"In front of Su Sheng, there is no way to fight back." When they came, they saw Zangyang Zhenjun being suppressed and kneeling there. He was dying and could not even resist.
The gap was too big, which made these God-Transforming True Lords look at Su Dong with even more respect.
This world is like this, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are worthy of respect.
"It's your turn." Su Dong turned to look at the stunned Seven Lotus True Lord Nascent Soul.
"Saint, spare your life, it's all the Hidden Yang" Qilian Zhenjun's Nascent Soul knelt down in front of Dong Dong and looked at Su Dong fawningly.
When Su moves, his mind moves, and invisible fluctuations spread. A look of horror suddenly appeared on the face of Qilian Zhenjun's Nascent Soul.
"No!"
Poof,
Under the fluctuation of the Holy Realm, Qilian Zhenjun Yuanying was instantly shattered.
"You deserve to die even more."
Su Dong's face was cold. Zangyang could be said to have a grudge against him, but he didn't even know Qilian Zhenjun in the past. He tricked him for the treasure. This kind of person is naturally even more hateful. Deserve to kill.
"Sage, these trivial matters have been taken care of. It's time for us to attend the banquet. You are the protagonist today." Emperor Jin said with a smile.
"Yes, saint, let's attend the banquet first." Many gods transformed into true kings also said.
"Okay. Let's go." Su Dong smiled. Accompanied by rising into the sky.
They left, leaving Princess Baihua standing there blankly, looking at the body of her husband Zhenjun Zangyang.
There were many servant guards around but they didn¡¯t dare to take a step forward.
"Xi'er is dead, and so is her husband. They all died in Na Su's hands."
"If you don't kill me is it for the sake of the emperor's younger brother?"
"He also looks down on me and thinks I can't harm him. Yes, I can't deal with him. However, I am a cultivator. I live longer. I can see the day he dies."
Three hundred years,
She will wait three hundred years for Su Dong to die of old age. As for being unfavorable to Su Dong, although Princess Baihua wanted to cut Su Dong into pieces with a thousand knives, her rationality told her that she still had two sons. If she really attacked Su Dong, not even the ancestors of the Jin Dynasty could save her.
this world. Respecting the strong is very realistic.
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Su Dong really didn¡¯t take Princess Baihua seriously.
In the sky, many of the god-transforming monks felt they were lagging behind and were following behind. In front were Su Dong, Jin Huang, and Mr. Li.
??Different strengths and different statuses.
Su Dong could also feel the changes in the attitude of these Shifang Pavilion God Transformation True Lords towards him.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? but also Mr. Li Xiangye was willing to say a few words to him, still remember when he first became the Venerable of Shifang Pavilion. Who among the other True Lords of God Transformation could think highly of him?
It was only after the battle at Muzhou Pass that these true kings recognized his strength and were much more polite to him. And now, thenMost of them are respected and feared.
Even though he was flying in front, Su Dong could feel that the people behind him looked at him differently.
Mr. Li also talked with him.
"Awesome, awesome, Su Dong, I knew you were talented as a warrior, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful. You are only twenty-one years old. A twenty-one-year-old martial saint."
He was surprised that Su Dong had become the invincible god, and now that he had gone one step further, it was even more unbelievable to him.
"It's just that I have better luck. I'm still far behind." Su shook his head and chuckled, not feeling at all how powerful he was.
Mr. Li was speechless. He killed one hundred and eighty-one god-transforming monks in one go. Is that still far behind?
This is too modest.
Su Dong felt that it was really far behind.
¡°It¡¯s nothing to kill some god-transforming monks. Only by becoming the Void God can you say you are powerful.¡± Su Dong thought to himself.
The vision is different, and the mentality is also different. On the road to being a warrior, I am indeed still far behind.
"You are too humble." Emperor Jin also shook his head.
After a while, the group returned to the palace, where a banquet had already been prepared. There was good wine and delicious food, and beautiful women shuttled around, dancing and playing.
A beautiful woman in white robe was standing at the palace to greet her.
"Welcome the saint back safely." The beautiful woman's face was full of smiles.
"Ping Gu." Su Dong also smiled.
"Su Sheng, you have been missing for more than a year, which has made many people worried. When you return, you must make sure you are safe with your family." Ping Gu said with a smile.
"Definitely." Su Dong responded with a smile. He thought that the family that Ping Gu mentioned was referring to his adoptive father and apprentice Zheng Dashu.
"Come in quickly, someone has been waiting for you for a long time." Ping Gu led the way with a smile.
A group of people walked into the palace.
Boom, the palace door opened, and there was only one person sitting in the palace. The man was wearing cloth, not tall, and he was sitting there like an ordinary person.
But when Su Dong walked into the palace, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was blurred, the light was distorted, and auras of spiritual light were flickering around.
Everyone paused, and the real monarchs were respectful and respected.
Su Dong, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, surrounded by invisible holy realm fluctuations, and stepped in, easily rejecting the distorted light and auras.
"What a saint's domain. What a Su Dong." The man in the palace glanced over with bright eyes, and the invisible pressure made Emperor Jin and others dare not look directly at him.
It can make the top monks of the God Transformation have no power to resist and bow their heads directly. There are only Mahayana monks.
In the Jin Dynasty, there was only one Mahayana monk¡ª¡ª
Ancestor of the Jin Dynasty!
Su Dong looked over and looked at the man in front of him. An ordinary face, regular facial features, especially those eyes, which are exceptionally bright.
Those bright eyes swept across many God-Transforming True Monarchs.
"Today, our Jin Dynasty also gave birth to a martial saint, and he is a martial saint who can compete with the Mahayana realm. This is the luck of our Shifang Pavilion and the luck of the people of the Jin Dynasty." He said.
"But, two scum also appeared!"
Everyone's body was shaken.
"We established the Jin Dynasty and the Shifang Pavilion. We must unite as one and kill demons together. Work hard for the prosperity of our human race."
"I don't hope that our Jin Dynasty will appear again like Zangyang, like scum like Qilian, who murders his colleagues and commits heinous crimes! If he appears, no matter who he is, I don't mind getting rid of him. If such a person lives, he will only be The cancer that harms our Jin Dynasty!"
Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of a group of God-Transforming True Monarchs. Some of those with grievances had clear eyes. Su Dong also had a serious face. He did not expect that the first words spoken by the ancestor of the Jin Dynasty were like this. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com