Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

As the sound fell, the large figure knelt down.

There are extremely complex emotions on their faces, and that emotion contains excitement, anger, unwillingness, and humiliation.

At this moment, as long as Su Han can lead them to fight, even if they die, even if their cultivation level is not enough, they still die without regret!

"All get up."

Su Han's eyes swept across the crowd, and his words remained calm.

However, no one got up.

This is the people of Tushen Pavilion, for the first time defying Su Han's order.

Because this time, the humiliation that Tushen Pavilion received was too great, and there were too many people who died in Tushen Pavilion.

Even Shen Li, Su Han had said twice and got up, but he was still kneeling on one knee, his head tightly low.

"Get up all, the people who died in the Tushen Pavilion will be resurrected by the Pavilion Master."

Lian Yuze sighed and said, "I have been to the underworld with the pavilion master, and got the book of life and death. As long as there is no soul flies away, they will all be resurrected."

"Really?!"

Shen Li suddenly raised his head, and the many people in the Tushen Pavilion also stared in shock.

Among the dead, there were their relatives and their brothers, so they were so unwilling and so angry.

Now, Su Han can actually bring them back to life?

"Correct."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Pavilion Master!" Shen Li said first.

"Thank you pavilion master!!!"

The many Tushen Pavilion disciples also shook the sky, and their excited bodies trembled a little.

They have never heard of someone who can be resurrected after death, Su Han's supernatural powers are so vast that they really admire the five-body cast.

"After this incident, my Tushen Pavilion can be considered a Nirvana rebirth."

Su Han pondered for a moment, and said, "From today onwards, Tushen Pavilion has been renamed——fènghuáng Zong!"

"Fènghuáng Sect?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed.

They know that in this world, only fènghuáng can rebirth from Nirvana, and that is the only bright firework that can bloom in the fire of life.

They can understand Su Han's meaning, but they don't know that Su Han has another meaning.

After going through the race for the deer, Su Han already knew from Long Lie the power layout in the sanctuary today.

The original Tushen Pavilion has become a cloud of smoke in the past. If the Tushen Pavilion on the Dragon Martial Continent still has this name, after entering the Star Territory, it will inevitably attract great attention. At that time, it will inevitably lead to the Tushen Pavilion’s name. Completely destroyed.

It just so happened that today, with the help of this incident, the Tushen Pavilion was officially changed—fènghuáng sect!

"Fènghuáng sect, fènghuáng sect..."

Shen Li murmured, suddenly raising his head, a light burst into his eyes.

"Nirvana is born again, smiling proudly for nine days!"

Hearing this, the many disciples were shocked, too excited and even unable to speak.

"I assure you that what is happening today will never happen again in the future."

Su Han swept across the crowd and said calmly: "And those people who have shot against my fènghuáng sect, this sect will not let go."

He said calmly, but in his words, there was an extremely astonishing meaning of coldness. Even the people around him, Lian Yuze and others, as well as that Shen Li, and many Tushen Pavilion disciples, felt the temperature around him suddenly dropped. Coming down, like deep in the ice.

"Get up!"

Su Han spoke for the third time, but this time, it was a big drink.

Shen Li and others stood up without hesitation, and said in unison: "I will wait for the pavilion owner to go through water and fire, and die!"

Su Han nodded, then waved his palm, and a black ring immediately appeared on the void.

It is the holy son of Emperor Shengmogu, Xumijie!

In the Holy Son Xumi Jie, time can be accelerated or decelerated, when it is said to be against the sky.

But there is also a shortcoming, that is, there is no heaven and earth aura, nor magic elements.

If you want to xiūliàn inside, you can only bring spirit stones or magic spars.

From the ancient city of Qingyang, Su Han obtained millions of magic spar, enough to kill the gods... Many magicians of the fènghuáng sect have been xiūliàn for a while, but the spirit stones are still too scarce.

And not only xiūliàn, but to resurrect Su Yunming and others, they also need spirit stones, and the quantity is extremely large.

This kind of resurrection does not mean that the page of the book of life and death can be resurrected. Su Han wants to reconsolidate their physical bodies and restore the original cultivation base, which is equivalent to starting again.

In terms of time, it will not take long, but on the Lingshi, there is too much needed.

The magician is the trump card of the fènghuáng sect, but this is the Longwu Continent after all, and his major is martial arts.

Warriors, cultivators, and special physiques all need spirit stones, especially cultivators and special talents, which are really much more than ordinary warriors.

Su Han sometimes has a headache, how can he get so many spirit stones?

And now, he finally has a way.

"Wow!"

The saint son Xumijie burst out with black light, which emerged in the void, turning into a **** hole.

"If there are magicians, they will all enter them." Su Han said.

Hearing this, there was a figure flickering immediately, rushing into the Saint Son Xumijie.

However, most of the magicians in the original Tushen Pavilion were Purple Night God Guards and Mingyue God Guards. The members of these two God Guards have almost been wiped out. Although there are still thousands of people left at this moment, they have entered the Saint Child Xumijie. However, there are only nearly a hundred.

Seeing no one enters ~www.ltnovel.com~ Su Han waved his hand, and immediately a large swath of brilliant colors appeared in the void, turned into a gorgeous river, and entered the holy son Xumiji.

This long river is exactly transformed by the magic spar!

"With my cultivation base at the moment, I can accelerate the saint son's Xu Mijie twice. You can wait in it. These magic spars can be used at will, but the speed of cultivation is better not to let me down." Su Han When he opened his mouth, the voice spread into the saint son Xumijie.

"Yes!"

Nearly a hundred people screamed.

"As for you."

Su Han looked at the many remaining disciples again, and said: "You xiūliàn, you need spiritual stones. You can use as many spiritual stones as there are in the fènghuáng clan. I will get back the spirit stone for you."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

Those disciples quickly clasped their fists and bowed.

Su Han nodded slightly, was silent for a long time, finally looked at the many corpses, and cast his gaze on Shen Li.

"Liuxue Sect, Shocking God Sect, Seven Sword Palace, am I right?"

"Yes." Shen Li said quickly.

Su Han did not speak, the cold light in his eyes widened, and with a wave of his palm, the magic elements of heaven and earth condensed immediately, and the void above it was torn open with a sneer.

"call out!"

Su Han's figure flickered, and disappeared in the eyes of many disciples of the fènghuáng sect.

[End of this chapter]