Lin Han's knife was too sudden, this Holy Lord was swinging his palm to kill the necromancers besieging him, and when he was caught off guard, the Death Scythe slashed down.

This person was only a first-order holy lord who was good at defense, and the rock armor on his body was transformed by his yellow-level high-level secret method, but under the armor-piercing attribute of the Death Scythe, his defense was completely useless.

A black light flashed, and the dancing figure of this Holy Lord suddenly stiffened, Lin Han didn't even look at him again, and as soon as he turned around, he killed another Holy Lord.

In a matter of seconds, a line of blood appeared from the Holy Lord's shoulder to his abdomen, and his entire person was split in half by Lin Han's slanted shoulder, and his body fell down.

Lin Han's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of another Holy Lord.

The reaction power of the Holy Lord-level powerhouse was so fast, although Lin Han moved quickly, this Saint-level powerhouse still discovered him for the first time.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to use a secret method to attack Lin Han, Lin Han's eyes were cold, he was not afraid, and he opened his mouth and let out a scold.

"Roar ......" the dragon roar blurted out, and the Holy Lord's secret attack was immediately interrupted, and at this time, the death instant kill came again.

Without any suspense, another Saint-rank powerhouse died under Lin Han's knife.

The lightning slashed the two Holy Lords, and the others also reflected, and the remaining three Holy Lords were so frightened that they didn't dare to stay here anymore, and immediately used all their means to rush out of the encirclement of the necromancers.

When the cloaked man who did not participate in the battle killed the first Holy Lord in Lin Han, his face changed drastically and he flew back hundreds of meters.

Now, the closest to Lin Han were the three Holy Lords who fought with the Necromantic Tyrant.

Lin Han once again cast the Golden Escape Technique, came to the back of the Holy Lord who was good at the power of thunder and lightning, and launched a death instantaneous kill, slashing at him horizontally.

The three people who fought against the Necromantic Tyrant were all second-order Holy Lords, and their strength was very strong, and the person who was attacked by Lin Han was good at body skills and attacks.

As a holy lord who is good at the power of thunder and lightning, his reaction is very fast, after feeling the deadly threat behind him, he didn't even think about it, and his body immediately flashed with lightning, and then he shot out in the thunder.

Although he avoided Lin Han's fatal knife, an arm also disappeared under this blow.

Originally, the three of them fighting the Necromantic Tyrant were just an equal situation, but now, Lin Han's sudden intervention severely injured one person, and the other two Holy Lords couldn't stand it, so they immediately split to both sides and fled.

The cloaked man and the other six Holy Lords gathered together, and Lin Han didn't chase after him.

The Necromantic Tyrant stood beside him, and behind him was a dense army of necromancers, Lin Han held a knife in his hand, pointed at the cloaked man and others, and said, "Don't you want Lin's life?" Now, Lao Tzu is here, there is a kind, let the horse come! ”

By now, Lin Han had a clearer understanding of his combat power, although he was able to defeat so many Holy Lords, if he sacrificed his life to fight, he was probably not the opponent of these people, but it was not completely without a chance.

In less than half a minute after the move, two Holy Lords died under the Death Scythe, and even more severely damaged a second-order Holy Lord, while the Necromantic Legion only consumed about one-third, and Lin Han still had the strength to fight.

On the other hand, there were three Holy Masters on the other side who were possessed by nearly a hundred necromantic spirits, as long as they dragged it down, without Lin Han's action, they would definitely die.

The cloaked man and the six holy lords beside him all had shocked faces, and Lin Han's burst of strength made them feel frightened, and in terms of terrifyingness, they were even higher than Lu Shenjiang.

After hearing Lin Han's scolding, they all showed angry faces, but if they really let them fight with Lin Han again, they didn't have the guts, whether it was the Necromantic Tyrant, the Necromantic Legion or Lin Han himself, one-on-one, they all had the strength to kill them.

The cloaked man never dreamed that so many Holy Lords would be unable to help a ninth-order evolutionary.

Just when they were at a loss, a spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared in front of the cloaked man, and a figure appeared strangely in front of them.

"A bunch of waste, even an evolutionary can't handle it, and I have to go out in person!" As soon as the person appeared, he scolded.

"Welcome to the Ancestor!" The six Holy Lords and the Cloaked Man were immediately frightened and took a few steps back and bowed.

Lin Han was taken aback, because, as soon as this person appeared, Lin Han sensed an extremely strong sense of crisis, this person turned his back to Lin Han, and his body did not show any strong aura, as if he was just an ordinary person, but the more this happened, the more uneasy Lin Han felt.

After the person reprimanded, he turned to look at Lin Han, and Lin Han saw that this was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure, his appearance was not good, and he looked very ordinary.

"Boy, you killed my son Fang Xuan, right?" The middle-aged man asked calmly.

"Yes!" Everyone came to the door, and Lin Han naturally didn't have to deny it.

"Haha...... Well done! The middle-aged man suddenly laughed wildly: "What a son of destiny, with the realm of an evolutionary, you can actually compete with so many saint-level powerhouses, you really didn't disappoint this ancestor!" ”

Lin Han was confused by him, looking at the posture of the person, it didn't seem like he was here to avenge his son.

The middle-aged man continued: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I need you to go on a trip with this ancestor!" ”

Lin Han was puzzled in his heart, but he couldn't easily believe his words, and immediately said, "I'm sorry, I still have important things to do, I'm afraid I can't go with you!" ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man's eyes glared: "Then I can't help you!" ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took a step forward, and with this step, a monstrous aura immediately rose from his body.

Lin Han's face suddenly turned pale: "Supreme Venerable? ”

This breath was no stranger to him, from the outbreak of the last days to the present, he had seen a lot of Venerable Realm powers, so he immediately recognized that this middle-aged man was actually a supreme power.

The middle-aged man took one step, as if he had shrunk into inches, and the distance of hundreds of meters was as close as a hand, Lin Han didn't have time to react at all, he was flicked in front of his big hand, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

At the same time, in an open space under the vine emperor city, a woman in red walked quickly to a white altar.

On the altar, surrounded by pure white holy flames, a man in a white cloak was closing his eyes in contemplation.

"White Witch, why did you stop me from picking him up, just now Lu Tiangang's soul fire was extinguished, I'm afraid, he also had an accident!" The woman asked, with an angry look on her face.

"Alas......" The man named White Witch stood up, sighed and said, "Don't worry, he should have this fate!" ”

"How can I not be in a hurry? I've been waiting for him for nineteen years, and if something happens to him, how can I explain to my sister's spirit in the sky? ”

"Lord Xuan, how many winds and waves have you seen over the years? Why are you so breathless when it comes to his affairs? Bai Wu continued unhurriedly: "I think, I'm afraid it's not that you're afraid that you won't be able to explain to your dead sister, but that you won't be able to pass your own level, right?" ”

"You ......" Luo Jiaxuan pointed at Bai Wu, choking with anger, taking two deep breaths, barely suppressing his restless mood.

She and Bai Wu have known each other for nine years, and her temper towards him is clear, on weekdays, she has great respect for Bai Wu, and today she is really angry to question him in a bad tone.

"White Witch, tell me, what's wrong with him?" Luo Jiaxuan calmed down and asked seriously.

Bai Wu shook his head: "He has a strange power that shields the heavens, I can't calculate everything about him at all, the reason why I didn't let you pick him up in person is because I calculated through your calculations, why is this the case when you haven't met?" I don't know! ”

"He is the son of destiny, and he is still one calamity away from completing his merits, this level is for him, if he does not succeed, he will become benevolent, I am afraid it will be a situation of nine deaths and one life, but you and I can't help much, we can only look at his own creation."

"What?" Luo Jiaxuan was stunned for a moment.

"Nine Deaths and One Life......"

"The Black Spirit and I have awakened at the same time in this era, the Black Spirit has found the person he needs to protect, and I, like you, have been waiting for his return."

"The Child of Destiny, there are only ten in each era, I am lucky to meet him on this planet, I naturally don't want him to die, but, through my calculation of you, if you pick her up this time, you can only put your life into it, his opponent is too strong, and it is definitely not something you can fight against." Bai Wu said calmly.

At this moment, Luo Jiaxuan couldn't listen to any of Bai Wu's words anymore, she turned around in despair and walked out step by step.

"Hey...... Bad fate! The dignified eighth-order holy master, the famous Xuan Lord, why can't you see through this word of love, you have been waiting for nineteen years, your heart has long been deeply rooted, but you don't know it, poor man! After Luo Jiaxuan left, Bai Wu sighed to himself.

When Lin Han woke up, he was being carried in the air galloping, Lin Han was silent, secretly felt it, and suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart.

He found that the middle-aged man didn't know what means he used, he actually sealed his ability in the ninth layer, and the power of the origin could not be mobilized at all, and the death scythe returned to his body on its own, and his origin skills could not be used except for the six spaces, and his phantom beasts were all within the hell path, but even if they were released, it was impossible for the middle-aged man's opponent.

Lin Han had no choice but to pretend to be asleep to see where they were going to take him.

Lin Han secretly observed, and now, it was the second-order Holy Lord who was good at the power of light who was taking him away, accompanied by a middle-aged man, a cloaked man, and a thunder attribute Holy Lord who had an arm cut off by Lin Han.

These four people did not take a warship, but flew in the sky at extremely fast speed.

In the distance, a miasma-filled area appeared in front of them, and several people sped up their escape techniques and plunged headlong into the miasma.