Chapter 1120

"Boom!"

When the old man grasped the yuan God of Mo Qinghai, he pulled it hard. Almost instantly, he was pulled out of the blade of the storm sword.

This sudden scene, let Mo Qinghai a Leng, but spin even is great joy.

Although he did not know who saved himself, as long as he could escape from the storm blade, he would have a chance to survive!

"Well?"

Su Han also frowned. He didn't feel the breath of this palm, but the opponent could pull the yuan God of Mo Qinghai from the blade of the forbidden curse storm sword. His strength, at least, was in the middle of the Dragon kingdom!

The middle period of the Dragon kingdom is different from that of the sword immortal shadow.

In terms of strength, it is much stronger than the initial stage of the Dragon Emperor's realm, but much weaker than the real middle stage of the Dragon Emperor's realm.

However, even in the middle of the reign of the Dragon Emperor, if it is just ordinary, it can't make a barrier through the blade of the storm. The only thing that can be explained is that he has already left the imperial realm!

At least it's the middle period of the Dragon kingdom!

"Come back to me!"

Su Han looks very cold. He starts to drink heavily. He runs straight to Mo Qinghai and grabs him in the past.

At the same time, his figure flashed, and the fourth step of Tianlong's nine steps started again. Under one step, he crossed an unknown distance and was directly going to catch up with Mo Qinghai.

But that palm, also is at this moment fierce acceleration, is and Su Han opened a distance.

"I say you can't go, you can't go!"

Su Lenghan hum, in today's World War I, he has to kill Mo Qinghai, the first is because of the previous enmity, and the second is because he wants to take Mo Qinghai for operation!

"Definitely!"

When he spoke, Su Han raised his finger and directed to Mo Qinghai.

In this moment, Mo Qinghai's figure was imprisoned in the void, but it was only a moment.

"Poof!"

Su Han's blood spurted out from his mouth, which was the reverse of the art of concentration.

"To save the people of Mo Qinghai is not the middle period of the longhuang Kingdom, but the later stage of the longhuang kingdom!" Su Han immediately understood the cultivation of the old palm master.

If it's just the middle of the Dragon Kingdom, maybe Su Han can't hold him for long, but he won't bite back.

But even if it is eaten back, Su Han still wants to kill Mo Qinghai!

"What happened in the later period of the reign of the Dragon Emperor? What about the opening of the imperial domain? This clan is no longer the weak one that you said you would kill. I want to keep Mo Qinghai today. None of you can save it! "

"Boom

Su Han's white clothes directly puffed up. His clothes fluttered with the wind, and his dark hair swayed up. His dark eyes were cold and frightening at the moment.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Mo Qinghai's laughter came: "Su Baliu, I'm not your opponent. I admire your growth speed, but if you want to kill me, it's also a dream!"

"If I can escape from the heaven today, I will lead tens of thousands of disciples from the sword immortal tomb to step down your Fenghuang sect and kill you in the dust of me!"

"I said, you can't escape!"

Su Han's voice was cold, and with a wave of his hands, the four forbidden mantras all pursued Mo Qinghai.

"With that?" Don't despise Qinghai.

Su Leng hums, palms turn up, a small tripod suddenly appears.

At the moment of his appearance, Su Han directly slapped his chest, and his big mouth of blood spurted out and turned into a blood mist, all of which were absorbed by the small tripod.

Su Han's face turned pale at once. However, when he was pale, the small tripod that absorbed the blood mist grew bigger at a very fast speed. Soon, it was as high as a thousand feet!

At the moment, at a glance, the tripod seems to be indomitable, and there is a blood red light on it.

This tripod is the Kaitian tripod!

When the great God of Pangu created the world, there were nine lights scattered. These nine lights were the nine heaven tripods!

This tripod was obtained by Su Han when he destroyed the stronghold of zhanshenzong.

He couldn't use it before, but now he drank strong liquor and improved his cultivation. He used the blood to turn the four clear. Under the constraint, he could use it once.

Just once!

Moreover, under this kind of reluctant use, it is very likely that Su Han will be bitten back and seriously injured, but Su Han doesn't care at all. He is going to kill Mo Qinghai. If Mo Qinghai doesn't die, he won't be called Su Han!

"Boom

After kaitianding became bigger, Su Han clapped his palm on the Kaitian tripod, but saw that the blood light expanded rapidly, and at an indescribable speed, he directly shrouded Mo Qinghai, who had fled far away.

In the shrouded moment, the open Tianding is like a blink of an eye. In an instant, it appears on the top of Mo Qinghai and directly suppresses it!

Kaitianding's suppression, even if it was the master of the old hand, reached the super strong in the later stage of the Dragon Emperor's realm, he could not get rid of it for a time.

"Three breaths!"The hoarse voice reverberated in Mo Qinghai's ears.

"As long as you give me three rest time, you can get rid of this tripod!"

"Tomb owner?"

Hearing this sound, Mo Qinghai instantly knew who was going to save himself.

But soon, his face was ugly again.

The cultivation of the Deputy tomb owner was in the late period of the Dragon Emperor's Kingdom, and he left the imperial domain. However, even if he was suppressed by this tripod, it took three rest time to break free. Was su Han too strong, or was the tripod too terrifying?

He really didn't understand how Su Han had so many terrible techniques and so many terrible objects!

Mo Qinghai raised his head and looked at Su Han in the distance, and saw Su Han standing there motionless.

This scene, let him frown at the same time, it is a relief.

Sanxi is slow to speak, but fast to speak.

Su Han stood there wasting his time. After three rest, even if he could catch up with him, the vice owner of the tomb had already broken away from the suppression of the tripod. Even if he wanted to kill himself, he couldn't do it!

"Hum ~"

and just when Mo Qinghai guessed secretly, Su Han's hand turned again and a long bow appeared.

The whole body of this bow is golden. It looks as if it is not the essence, but illusory. It is extremely transparent.

At the time of its appearance, the void was filled with a buzz. Although it was not broken, there were layers of ripples that floated up.

This bow is just one of the Yin and Yang bows that Su Han got from running water and crazy cold, Yang Shen bow!

"What is that?" Seeing the appearance of the Yang God bow, Mo Qinghai's pupils shrank, and the heart that had just been put down was raised again.

He stares at Su Han, and sees Su Han lift the Yang God bow and face Mo Qinghai straightly.

And this time, a breath has passed.

In the second breath, Su Han opened the bow string, his forehead blue veins bulging, his face red, as if to pull the bow string, paid too much force.

With Su Han's bowstring pulling, the Yangshen bow is also quickly bent down, and there is a ray of light, slowly condensing on the bow string, dazzling to the extreme.

"Hiss..."

Seeing this light, Mo Qinghai could not help but take a breath of cool air. He could feel a palpitating breath from above.

Now, the second breath is over.

The third time

Bow string, suddenly let go!

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