Chapter 1747： Emperor Qi broke 100 million!

The terrible ‘plague’ is still spreading.

The four powerhouses who had originally come violently, are now fleeing in horror, but no matter how far they flee, they can't escape the end in smoke.

The entire sky is filled with endless black and gray, and it keeps falling, like a heavy black snow.

The holy city is silent.

There was also a short blank in the Token.

Everyone's brains are not enough.

This includes all kinds of holy masters. Originally, these holy masters were just boring, just look at the situation on Kunlun side at will. This is also related to Nanhua and Su Han's road of losing luck.

If the two of them didn't take the path of fortune, where would these holy masters pay attention to a weak human race?

Right now, their heads are blank.

After countless people reacted, some people have begun to inquire about the strong on the medical path list, wanting to know if this is a kind of ‘poison’.

But they have not received an answer for a long time, because these strong men are also watching this scene intently.

Unseen methods made them unable to judge in a short time what kind of killing technique this was.

The tens of millions of people were originally intended to wash away the thousands of billions of creatures in Kunlun, killing the human race's heritage today.

But in a short time, only a few hundred figures remained in the sky.

These are all very far behind, and the cultivation base is just a young man who is in the Fa.

In the void, several figures could no longer sit still.

The dragon bat on Crane Baiyan's shoulder first glanced towards the void somewhere, and then a miserable howl came from there in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the sky was dyed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost wherever the gaze was, it was red, as if it had become a **** of Shura!

"Holy Fall! The Holy Lord has fallen!"

All parties were shocked.

The holy masters were stunned holding the common sense talisman, and even the sweat on their foreheads fell on the common sense talisman.

The Taikoo Hidden Gate, Immortal Demon Academy, Xuanding Clan, and other forces that were paying attention to the situation of Kunlun, all fell into a strange silence.

In the ghost tower, Si Ming held the universal talisman, and his eyes were colorful.

"Kunlun has a holy lord dormant, it is not an ordinary holy lord!"

Xuan Ding clan.

Di Zhufeng's hands trembled a little.

Even he can't kill tens of millions of creatures in a short time, including a holy lord!

"Behind Nanhua, there is a Holy Lord. No wonder, it's no wonder that the Human Race can have characters like Nanhua and Wuxin Taoist..."

...

"It's incredible..."

Snake Kong's scalp was numb, and he did not expect that there were such strong people behind Su Han. No wonder the other party could use the quasi-sage cultivation base to refining a monster mountain god!

All the irrationality is completely solved today.

This human race is not as weak as imagined, on the contrary, it is stronger than many holy races!

After a Holy Lord fell, several other Holy Lords fled quickly.

But the next moment.

There were two short tragic howls.

The blood-red sky became deeper and deeper.

Holy meteor!

Holy meteor again!

This time, the two holy masters fell one after another!

Today, with those sages and great sages, dozens of powerful men who are in charge of luck have died in Kunlun!

The only one who escaped was the Protoss God King Obota with the highest cultivation among several holy masters.

Although he escaped, but this time the foundations of the Protoss had been destroyed seven or eighty-eight, and his aura dropped more than 30% from the peak.

The strength of the saint master of a clan is also closely related to the strength of the clan!

This is the era of fighting for luck.

Now that countless powerhouses of the Protoss have fallen in front of Kunlun, Obota's cultivation base has naturally fallen with the fall of these powerhouses.

Protoss can no longer be called a complete saint. Today’s battle resulted in Obota's cultivation base being equal to that of the most ordinary saint.

I don't know how many miles to escape.

Oberta stopped in the void with cold sweat and looked towards Kunlun. There was resentment, fear, monstrous anger, and extreme unwillingness in his eyes!

why!

Obviously he wanted to destroy Kunlun, why was he destroyed by Kunlun!

The three holy masters of the Ming, Yue and Yan have fallen on the spot!

It was the fall of these three people that filled his heart with fear.

The other party has this method, if it is him who kills him first, then he can't survive a move at all!

"Even if I am on the list of real dragons ranked between fifty and one hundred, I can at least fight dozens or even hundreds of moves.

For the top ten and top fifty strong, I can also see what the other side is using, it is not a big problem to resist one or two moves.

Only the top ten..."

A deep horror appeared in Obota's eyes.

top ten!

In the human race, there is a strong man in the top ten of the true dragon list. This strong man has probably never shown his strength in the earth fairy world, and today is the first time!

"Leave the green hills, not afraid that there will be no firewood, now you are bright, I am dark!"

Obota comforted himself, then turned and left.

Starting today, the position between him and the human race has completely changed.

Before Kunlun.

There is nothing left.

Kong Xuewen and others reacted one after another and couldn't help holding their fists in the direction of He Baiyan:

"Lord Crane, thanks to the successors of the Soviet Union today, let my human race escape this disaster!"

"After today, Chang Xiao didn't dare to provoke him after thinking about it.

The saint said that the human race must be united. "

He Baiyan said faintly, and then took the black horse back like flowing water.

The Mount of Flames also returned to its original position.

Nothing seems to have changed.

Everything seems to have changed completely.

At this moment, countless imperial spirits poured into the Soviet Union.

"Kunlun Su Country..."

"There must be a holy master over there, and he is a strong one in the true dragon list!"

"Can easily kill several holy masters, dozens of holy masters, this one's strength is extraordinary..."

...

Long Yongkang put away the common sense talisman and looked towards Su Han.

Ruan Yuelian, Long Ye, Su Wen'an and others also recovered from the shock just now and looked at Su Han.

At this moment, Su Han closed his eyes and slumbered, actually watching the majesty increase on the attribute panel.

One million, five million, eight million, ten million!

It hasn't stopped, the emperor's spirit has reached ten million, and it is still increasing crazy!

Twenty million!

thirty million!

Fifty million!

80 million!

100 million!

After reaching this incredible number, the imperial spirit finally ceased.

Five thousand imperial auras can create a Dharma form.

What is the concept of 100 million Emperor Qi?

If it is strengthened with the seventh realm of the purple magic pupil...

unfortunately.

The emperor could not impose himself.

But his techniques, martial skills, and even the power of Qi Yun can get the emperor. With hundreds of millions of imperial energy, Su Han can't imagine how strong the effect of the emperor will be. He can only know by trying. . Fifty million of them were integrated into the Soviet Union. I wonder how many saints will appear?