"The Blood Corpse King will devour you all, and your fate will be ten thousand times worse than mine. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The pale figure stared at Su Han with round eyes, as if he wanted to see his face clearly, but unfortunately, with the barrier of the silver dragon mask, even if his mind was very strong, he still couldn't see Su Han's face, nor could he see the ridicule on Su Han's face.

"You don't have to worry about that." Saying a word coldly, Su Han slashed the Qiankun Demon Blade in his hand, which was extremely light, as if a mark had been drawn on the tofu, and the head of the pale figure slid to the ground, covered with dust.

Pitch-black demonic aura rose from the pale figure's body and converged in the air, gradually deepening, a very violent and distant aura gathering.

Su Han frowned, raised his head, could it be said that the younger one came to the old one, it is impossible, Su Han suddenly recalled the second ancestor he met in the Demon Suppression Tower, and it seemed that the scene was not much different from here.

Su Han sank down, if it was really the same as he imagined, then the person who had this power in the air was the powerful Black Prison King, I don't know how powerful his aura would be, the Yin and Yang diagram on the Qiankun Demon Blade began to rotate slowly, and the mysterious and unpredictable power slowly rose in it.

"Who is it, violating the dignity of the black prison ......" A breath was released, Su Han was affected by the aftermath, and suddenly his body was thrown away, and he fell into the fine sand, and glanced at the blood bar on his body, just swept away by a scattered breath, it dropped by nearly a quarter of the blood volume, and the power of the king was really terrifying.

"The power of ice, I feel the breath of coldness here, are you his heir." Su Han felt that he was locked by a bundle of thoughts, his body became extremely stiff, and it was extremely difficult to move his feet.

The demonic qi in the air gathered together, forming a pitch-black pupil, and a circle of blood-colored light waves continued to release brilliance in the center of the pupil, and the silver light sprinkled down, as if the flow of time had slowed down.

"The Black Prison King." Su Han's voice was a little hoarse, which was caused by the oppression of the force.

"Well, could it be that he was really killed by you, it seems that there is still a little gain from suddenly remembering the power that has been divided, although your strength is not very strong, very weak, but it just so happens that I have a habit of strangling all the troubles that have not yet arisen in the cradle......" The incarnation of the Black Prison King, that is, the blood-colored pupils wrapped in demonic energy, the color on them is constantly changing, as if it changes with his words.

The corners of Su Han's mouth twitched, and he really deserved to be a generation of kings, and his shameless words were so orderly.

The right hand swirled lightly, extremely slowly, and the pressure poured into Su Han's body became heavier and heavier.

All of Su Han's spiritual power gathered together, and a grand light flashed in the blood-colored pupils, pointing directly at Su Han's body. Not far away, the battle between the wind rumor and the falling moon came to a halt at the same time, the Qiong Feng Sword collided with the Annihilation, the Wind Element and the Moon Force retreated one after another after taking a look, the two guarded against each other, and did not attack again, and their eyes came to Su Han's body with a tacit understanding.

Seeing Su Han's figure, Luoyue's eyes flickered, feeling a little familiar, but more of a strangeness, it was obvious that although the last time they met in the Sword Emperor Tower, Su Han did not leave any impression on Luoyue, mainly because she did not exert her full strength last time, although the task of countering the dark side of the Sword Emperor was very important, but for her it was more like playing.

Su Han's gaze was extremely solemn, and he was obviously dancing on the tip of the knife, and the slightest mistake was shattering, and Su Han could feel the power gathered above his head.

Feng Yu's eyes were full of worry when she looked at Su Han, but because of the existence of the falling moon, she couldn't leave easily, and it wasn't just Su Han who was not in danger, the purpose of the two of them coming here could never be accomplished.

The Black Prison King didn't say anything more, and seemed to have gathered all the power of this shadow together, like a sword aura, and like a volley finger, as if it could tear the sky apart.

The Qiankun Demon Blade seemed to feel the arrival of this aura, and the rotation speed of the Yin-Yang Diagram seemed to be equipped with a motor, and it was full of firepower.

Yin and yang flowed, Su Han's pupils were filled with silver, all the spiritual power was gathered, staring at the trace, the Qiankun Demon Blade was thrown, thrown into the air, the volley finger had not yet descended, and was shrouded by the Qiankun Demon Blade as if it was a chaotic air mass, dissipated, flipped, the blue beam of light was thrown into the air, and the Qiankun Demon Blade fell to the ground and was nailed to Su Han's side.

The blood-colored pupils and deep demonic qi clouds were obviously a little caught off guard by the arrival of this attack, but even if he knew Su Han's ability, it should be impossible to do anything, because the blow just now had almost exhausted all his strength, and now he didn't even have the strength to attack again.

It was as if a huge firework exploded in the air, illuminating the entire canyon very brightly, as if the sun had fallen here again.

The joy in Fengyu's eyes flashed away, Qiong Fengjian gathered strength and slashed towards the falling moon, the falling moon shook her head regretfully, it was obvious that her action was not for the embarrassed shadow on the ground, whether it was the blood-colored pupils just now, or the falling moon, she didn't look at the figure on the ground, it seems that for them, only the strong deserve respect, I have to say, this guy is really a little sad, until he died, his father didn't pay attention to it.

This regret of the falling moon was obviously issued against Su Han who had escaped under this blow.

Although he escaped a catastrophe, Su Han's heart was indeed not easy, in order to see the trajectory of that breath clearly, he condensed all his spirits, and he didn't feel anything in the battle, but now that he felt it, his mind shook for a while, and a sense of weakness spread in his body.

Thorn, thorn, before Su Han had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sound of a spring behind him, more like a fountain.

Turning around, his eyes suddenly froze, only the previous portal had disappeared, and the ground was replaced by a huge spatial crack, a blood-colored claw stretched out from it, scarlet and dazzling, around the claw, blood was splashing, falling on the ground, and did not melt into the dust, as if it was a crystal particle, there was no sign of dissolving.