(I wanted to have two more today.,But there's really not enough time.,There's only one more.,I'll make up for it the day after tomorrow.,I'm really sorry!!)

A muffled snort sounded from the old man's throat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He lowered his head and looked in disbelief at the dense blood hole in his chest, his empty eyes full of shock.

"You people from Tianlan Courtyard are really different. The old man's voice rang out at that moment, and his hoarse voice was like a withered branch rotting.

Su Changan smelled something strange from that voice, his heart was shocked, and his body suddenly moved to the left.

The next moment, the figure of the old man suddenly appeared in the position where Su Changan was standing, his right hand swelled up at some point, tearing through his clothes, revealing the muscles that bulged high inside like a hill, perhaps because his body could not withstand such a change, his skin showed an extremely strange blood color.

And the tip of that arm, the claws like beasts, were shining with a terrifying cold light at the moment.

This extremely exaggerated arm is in stark contrast to his thin and stiff figure, and the blood hole on his chest pierced by Su Chang'an's stegosaurus is still dripping blood, which makes his whole person look more like some kind of evil ghost crawling out of hell, rather than a person or a barbarian.

No one can be alive after being pierced through the chest again.

At least that's what Su Changan thinks.

He was almost certain at this moment that this old man must be like Tuobayan, with divine blood in his body.

As if to see Su Changan's shock, the old man's wrinkled face once again outlined a cruel smile.

"Isn't that strange?" asked the old man, his voice low as that of a demon.

So he reached out and tore off all his ragged clothes, revealing the withered, even fleshy upper body inside.

"I have been blessed by the Son, and I will never die!" said the old man's face.

As soon as his words fell, the remaining dry body suddenly began to swell at that time, he was like an inflatable air sac, which instantly bulged, and the blood holes in his chest that were opened by Su Changan also began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than ten breaths, his body was already three feet tall, with fangs in front of him, and his body was covered with dense cyan scale armor, and his eyes were shining with terrifying blood.

Su Changan had seen this kind of appearance once upon a time, although there were some differences, but it was very similar to the hundred ghosts, which was clearly the god race.

Su Changan's brows sank, and he said secretly, looking at the words of this old man, there is no doubt that he is a barbarian, but why can he be transformed into a god race? Could it be that the holy son in their mouth has a way to transform the human race and the barbarian race into the god race?

If so......

Thinking of this, Su Changan felt his scalp tingle for a while, doesn't this mean that the Protoss can create a batch of monsters like the old man?

The old man naturally didn't give Su Changan time to think carefully, he only heard an inhuman roar from his mouth, and the spiritual power around his body surged, and in the next second, his body killed Su Changan like a streamer.

Su Chang'an's heart tightened, and he hurriedly put down his chaotic thoughts, the sword wings behind him shook, and the wind around him suddenly rose, "Tianxuan! Shake the light!" He was lightly surprised, and summoned the last two seven-star phantoms.

As soon as Tian Xuan came out, the stegosaurus that he had just controlled fell into her control, and the Shaking Light Phantom also held the Nine Difficult Blades that flew out of Su Chang'an's hand at this time.

The three of them stood side by side, and when the old man rushed in front of them, their brows swelled.

Tianxuan stegosaurus was like a sea, roaring and galloping away.

Shaking his naked body and jumping high, the knife is like a rainbow, cutting through the heavens and the earth.

Su Changan held Xiahou blood in his hand, wrapped in thunder and light, and slashed straight at the old man's face. The ten-sided divine sword above his head also roared towards the old man.

This is an earth-shattering confrontation.

The huge light that burst out when the two forces met pierced the eyes of everyone present.

And the ensuing wave of air directly knocked the surrounding barbarian army to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a few breaths passed, until the light was gone.

Su Changan and the monster that the old man turned into stood separately.

The two phantoms summoned by Su Changan had disappeared at this time, thinking that they had completely dissipated in the battle just now, and Su Changan was also covered in blood, and it seemed that he could no longer find any complete flesh and blood around him, but his eyes were still bright, like stars in the night sky.

On the other hand, the old man's situation is more and more unbearable than Su Changan's.

There were hundreds of large and small wounds on his body, and blood was dripping downward, and if you looked closely, you could see that the blood was mixed with some golden yellow that was not easy to see.

Although he was also seriously injured, it was not difficult to find from the qi around him that he had not been injured to the root, and perhaps because of the divine blood, most of the injuries on his body were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, but only a sword wound on his chest and a knife wound on his left arm did not improve for a long time.

Su Changan clearly remembered that these two injuries were caused by nine difficulties and ten directions.

He looked at the Nine Tribulation Knife that had returned to his hand with understanding, and suddenly remembered something in his heart.

Wutong once said that God cannot be killed.

In the Tianlan Courtyard, Yu Heng used the Ten Directions Divine Sword before he died, and completely killed the hundred ghosts.

At first, Su Changan didn't think much about it, but thought that Yu Heng's living blood mastered some powerful methods, which were enough to destroy the true gods.

But with the improvement of cultivation, Su Changan gradually realized that things were not so simple.

And the two wounds on the old man's body seemed to prove some of Su Changan's guesses.

Within a few breaths, the old man's extremely terrifying injuries had all recovered at this moment, but the two scars cut by the Ten Directions and the Nine Tribulations had not improved at all.

But the monster that the old man had turned into didn't seem to notice in the slightest, and he let out a rampant laugh and said with a hideous face: "How can the blessing of the Holy Son be hurt by the other rats?"

"When I take off your head and bring it back to the royal court to offer to the Son, then you will be able to obtain more divine relics, and you will soon be able to ascend to the stars. The old man said, as if he had seen the future of the star in his mouth, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense. The hideousness on his face was mixed with fanaticism, making his entire face look almost distorted.

Su Changan keenly comprehended something from the old man's words.

His heart moved, his face showed an extremely frightened look, and his body subconsciously took a step back.

"Your Son wants... Want... Kill the people of the Heavenly Lan Academy?" he asked, and because of the tension in his heart, he even spoke a little intermittently.

It seems that Su Changan's performance greatly satisfied some of the dirty desires in the old man's heart, and he took a step forward with great cooperation, and the blood in his eyes was even worse.

"yes. The monster said, its voice getting deeper and deeper. "Otherwise, why do you think we have 500,000 troops besieging the city, but we are delaying the attack, someone wants to protect the defender, and we are waiting for an opportunity to kill one of them. It's a pity that last time, it was a little bit worse. ”

He said with regret that in his eyes, Su Changan was already a dead man, so he didn't mind saying something more sinister.

Su Changan naturally quickly understood that the guard in the old man's mouth was naturally Beitong Xuan, and as for who wanted to protect him, Su Changan didn't know.

He continued to take a step back, as if trying to distance himself from the monster. But he asked with great trepidation: "For... Why?"

"I can just do what the Holy Son has explained, why do you need to ask so much?" said the monster, and his body took a few steps forward, and at this moment he was already extremely close to Su Changan.

He liked the feeling, like a cheetah teasing its prey before it was killed, and he liked to look at the fear of those enemies before they died, and he decided that it was the most wonderful scenery in the world.

"Who is the Holy Son?" Su Changan asked again, and his body took a step back again.

"The Son is the Son. The old man's answer was extremely ambiguous, this was an almost blind worship, and his body leaned towards Su Chang'an again, which seemed to him to be an extremely good distance, as long as he was willing, he could stretch out his hand to unscrew Su Chang'an's head.

"......" Su Changan lowered his head and was silent, as if he had been frightened by this monster, and he couldn't even have the courage to look at him.

Such a situation fell in the eyes of the old man, and he glanced at his mouth with some regret, secretly thinking that Su Changan at this moment had lost the value of being played by him. "Now, you will die!" he said, and a huge arm was stretched out by him at this moment, pointing straight towards Su Changan's neck.

"Nope. Su Changan's voice sounded at this time, he looked up at the old man, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, his face was determined and resolute, how could there be a little panic.

The old man who realized that something was wrong was shocked, and he was about to say something, but a sword light suddenly lit up.

The words he reached his throat were stuck forever, and his outstretched hand stopped at that moment.

The next moment, a flash of blood appeared, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, his head was raised high, and finally, along with his body, fell to the ground like mud, emitting a disgusting stench.

Obviously, he will never come back to life, and as for the blessing of the Son, the dream of eternal life, it seems that it is only a joke at the moment.

Su Changan, who had done all this, gasped heavily.

From the two wounds on the old man's body, and thinking of the hundred ghosts killed by Yuheng's imperial envoy Shifang before, Su Changan was almost certain that the two inheritance treasures of Tianlan Academy, Shifang and Jiu Tribulation, had a lethal effect on those so-called gods.

Even, Su Changan faintly had some intuition that these two divine weapons were most likely forged to slaughter the gods.

"Boom!"

Just then, a loud noise came from behind him.

Su Changan hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw the body of the giant tiger that the tiger had turned into fell to the ground with a bang amid the exclamations of everyone.

And in the corner of his eye, a man holding a jade flute was slowly coming from a distance.

He appeared as if out of thin air, wandering through the battlefield, but walking leisurely like a water-sleeved building.

Undertaker!

Su Chang'an was shocked in his heart, and almost subconsciously identified the identity of the comer.