Chapter 1753： Detached!

"Everyone, I'm on the scene, his luck has indeed been promoted to the smallest..."

"How is this possible, are you wrong? How can he comprehend the power of Qi Luck to such a degree?"

"It is impossible to read it wrong, I am the Great Sage, and I can read it wrong with the power of the rank, then I have practiced in vain all these years."

"But... he hasn't condensed the Qi Yun Turbine, he has never been connected with the Qi Yun of his clan, and he cannot use this to understand the power of Qi Yun, how can he reach the subtle level...

All the great saints, saints, should all know the difficulty?

Relying purely on one's own power, it is extremely difficult to understand for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, let alone getting to the bottom..."

"Seven Princess..."

Mother Xu looked dignified, she looked at the seventh princess and said, "His power of luck has reached the smallest level..."

There was a trace of shock in her eyes, a trace of puzzlement.

"It's okay..."

The seventh princess was silent for a few breaths, and the sound transmission said: "Even the strength of the finest level of air transport can't hurt the thirteenth brother."

"That said, this son is just a quasi-sage, and he can comprehend a kind of luck to such an extent, he must die..."

Mother Xu said through the voice, her tone was full of deep jealousy.

"As long as he loses today, there is only a dead end waiting for him."

The seventh princess looked at Su Han silently.

In the palace, Emperor Xuan Ding subconsciously sat up straight, and the rest of the people who were standing straight, tightened slightly, and stood straighter.

"At the subtle level..." Zhou Tianwang looked solemnly: "I only know that there is a quasi-saint in the True Dragon Academy, who has indeed realized the authority of the saint to the level of first acquaintance, but at the smallest level... this is almost impossible. On the quasi-sage, it has been turned up for thousands of years, and it has never been

After such an example..."

"There are exceptions to everything. The way of martial arts is to become more and more prosperous.

Maybe in another tens of thousands of years, after our generation is completely annihilated in history, the quasi-sages’ enlightenment may become more commonplace, and everything will be the first. "

Emperor Xuan Ding slowly spoke.

"The Thirteenth Prince..."

There was a hint of worry on someone's face.

"Don't be afraid, it's not enough to be careful."

Emperor Xuan Ding smiled and shook his head.

...

"The power of air transport at the subtle level..."

The thirteen princes stared at Su Han.

The people around him are either the Holy Lord or the Great Sage, who are very familiar with this power.

If there was a trace of unwillingness in his heart before, he thought that he might not be weaker than Su Han, but that the other party had some special opportunities. At this stage, he was not Su Han's opponent. When he waited for the Saint, he could see the truth.

Now, his thinking has completely changed.

The other party uses the quasi-sage's cultivation base to realize the saint's authority to such an extent, it can no longer be explained by special opportunities...

The thirteenth prince had to admit that he was indeed not as good as the quasi-sage of the human race in front of him, but...

"It's not enough just to be subtle, you still can't beat me today."

The thirteen prince said coldly.

Su Han did not respond.

His eyes were still closed.

One hundred million imperial qi had already spent fifty million, and when he was in the Land of the Fallen Fall, he had strengthened the authority of the Death God by edict.

To save Jing Yuehan's life.

Even the rest of the power of air transport has been broken up a lot, and it has been integrated into the authority of the **** of death, although in the end it relied on the Fangcun ghost country found by the dragon bat to barely leave Jing Yuehan in the world.

But from then on, he knew that the power of Qi Luck could be strengthened by the emperor's seal.

At the beginning, he only used 200,000 imperial spirits.

Now, his imperial qi unit is worth tens of millions!

"Emperor Seal-Strengthen!"

Su Han once again strengthened the power of death!

This time, the remaining 50 million imperial qi was completely deducted, and the authority of the **** of death had once again undergone a qualitative change!

The authority of the **** of death progressed from the first acquaintance to the subtle, and finally entered the last form of the authority of the saint.

-Detached!

This form is an obvious dividing line between the Holy Lord, the Great Sage, and the Holy One. After the power of Qi Luck is promoted to this level, it is impossible for ordinary people to imagine the magic and power that can be possessed!

The void around Su Han seemed to start to condense a little white frost.

This vision has nothing to do with temperature.

It is time, which is constantly freezing and freezing.

The influence and effect of death's authority on time has become so strong that it can be observed with the naked eye.

Su Han's appearance is constantly getting younger or getting older. When he gets older, Master Shengyue in the audience immediately said to He Ling:

"That's him, his appearance at the beginning is seven or eight points similar to what he is now!"

He Ling nodded slightly. In fact, he didn't need this proof. They could already be sure that the Wuxin in front of them was the Wuxin in the Brahma Trading City.

In the world, it is impossible to have exactly two insights into Tao Fa, and they do not belong to the Tao clan and have the same Tao name.

"Beyond..."

Di Zhe's voice was a little hoarse, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Delicate?"

Master Shengyue, He Ling, and Mother Xu, all the great sages who were waiting were shocked.

They could feel the power in Su Han's body had once again changed.

But they are not the Lord after all.

They were not very precise in grasping the power of air transport at the transcendence level, and they could not be sure, and they were stunned after Di Zhe spoke.

"Impossible! This is an illusion!"

"The quasi-sage, how can we master the transcendent air luck that the holy master can master!"

"This is as ridiculous as the ants carrying a mountain!"

"It may be other means, a similar breath!"

No one believed it.

Including the seventh princess and the thirteen princes themselves, they also didn't believe that Su Han could master the power of detachment.

However, all the holy masters present, including those in the palace, all reached the same conclusion as Di Jifeng in the first place!

"not good!"

Zhou Tianwang's figure suddenly disappeared in place, turned into a streamer, and headed towards the martial arts field.

At that time.

Su Han opened his eyes, the power that could confine time at the beginning, now has two more powers.

One is to pull, to bring time closer.

One is pushing, pushing time farther.

Any kind of power, acting on the Golden Bell phantom, can easily break it!

My mind moved.

The golden bell phantom on the thirteenth prince turned into a mass of unowned gas at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then dissipated in the air.

This is the role of the death god's authority, it makes the golden bell phantom become a state before the golden bell, which is to pull the time back to the beginning.

The face of the thirteen prince exposed to the air showed a look of consternation. Before he even had time to react, he saw a thunder-filled fist falling on his face.

"Be merciful!"

There was a loud shout.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

Accompanied by a loud noise. The body of the 13th prince was completely broken up, leaving no trace in the world!