I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

As soon as the voice fell, Su Zhan shot towards Xu Qingmo!

The so-called big formation, like a paper in front of him, was broken by his arrogant power!

"Presumptuous, dare to hurt His Royal Highness the Son, pass me first--"

"boom!"

The old guardian of the tenth-order holy realm just appeared in front of Su Zhan, before he could finish his words.

He was blasted into a rain of blood!

Not even a whole bone is left!

The people below were all shocked to see this scene!

"Is this the third son of Xuantian Holy Land? How could it be so tyrannical!"

"The tenth-tier holy realm can't even resist a punch! This physical power...I am afraid it can already compete with the holy king!"

"I have long heard that His Royal Highness the Third Son is a rare genius in 100,000 years. His divine body is ten times stronger than other people's divine bodies! Sword talent, body training talent, etc., are all extremely strong!

Even, once personally killed the Flame Demon of the Blood Demon Sect!

I didn't believe it very much, but today, I know that it is not a rumor, it is all true! "

"The Second Son said that the Third Son was timid and cowardly, afraid of the demons, but you see, if you don’t agree, you will kill the protector...

How can this not be timid! "

"Yes! Coming out of the Demon Realm, you can still be safe, so powerful, how can you fear any Demon Race?"

"Could it be that Xu Shengzi is deliberately slandering Su Shengzi? However, there is indeed a devilish energy in Su Shengzi..."

...

Shocked one after another, doubtful words sounded.

Those people were shocked by Su Zhan's explosive power.

at this time.

Xu Qingmo was more shocked than them.

He didn't even think of killing him.

Su Zhan actually beat his guardian to death with one punch!

Do not!

Not just killed!

It's gone with a punch!

How could Su Zhan be so powerful!

Wasn't his combat power slightly stronger than the tenth-order holy realm before!

How did it reach such a terrifying point after not seeing it for a few days? !

Xu Qingmo was unbelievable.

But soon, seeing Su Zhan approaching, there was only fear and regret in his heart.

The golden spirit body was excited, and a golden beam of light emerged.

Xu Qingmo did not take out the golden spear of the Holy King, but instead took out a small golden shield with his palm.

The Saint Yuan was poured into the air, and the small shield suddenly floated into the air, turning into a three-meter-long wide laugh, covered with a solid golden light, blocking him.

At the same time, he shouted in fear: "Su Zhan! Junior Brother Su! Misunderstanding! If you have something to say, please--"

"boom!"

Su Zhan ignored him at all, and hit the shield with a fist with his left hand!

The golden light of the shield shattered in front of this fist!

Together with Xu Qingmo from behind, he smashed directly into the tower!

This tower also collapsed instantly and turned into rubble!

"Huh? It's okay?"

Su Zhan was a little surprised when Xu Qingmo stood up from the ground with his eyes falling below and vomiting blood.

According to the experience of playing against those demons in Greystone Devil Island, with all his powers aroused, it is estimated that even the weaker Saint King can be killed with this punch!

But Xu Qingmo just vomited a little blood?

"Junior Brother Su, don't, don't fight! It was a complete misunderstanding just now! The mirror is broken! It's none of my business!"

Xu Qingmo's face changed drastically as he screamed in horror as he felt the viscera in his body that was hit by the might of this fist.

"boom!"

Su Zhan hit it again.

That ruin was turned into powder!

In the smoke and dust, a big pit appeared.

In the center of the big hole, Xu Qingmo hid behind the golden shield, with blood flowing in his mouth and blood overflowing from his pores. It seemed that the blood vessels and bones in his body were all shattered by this fist!

But, still not dead.

"Junior Brother Su, don't, don't waste your efforts, this is the Heavenly Golden Shield specially given to me by Master, even the Holy King, it is impossible to break it!

Moreover, I am the Son of God, and the Son of God cannot kill each other!

Think clearly! "

Seeing Su Zhan's unwillingness to give up, Xu Qingmo forced himself to endure great pain, pretending that there was nothing serious about it.

He wanted Su Zhan to retreat in the face of difficulties!

Of course, in fact, he did feel that Su Zhan couldn't break the golden shield.

But the problem is that he can't bear the Yu Wei conveyed through the Sky Golden Shield!

This force is really terrifying!

"Unbreakable? Indeed, how can my fist be harder than a shield?"

Su Zhan nodded, the starlight flashed on the center of his eyebrows, and the Da Ri Xingchen Sword fell into his hand: "I should use the sword!"

Originally, Xu Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Su Zhan's first sentence, and even squeezed out a smile, wanting to say something, but as Su Zhan's second sentence sounded, his pupils suddenly shrank!

There was a creepy feeling in my heart!

He saw Su Zhanning soldiers with his own eyes!

Su Zhan's sword is handed down to the world!

In addition to Su Zhan's terrifying swordsmanship, he is afraid that even the shield and the people will be gone if he goes down with this sword!

"Don't! Please! If you have something to say!"

"I am willing to give you the Sky Golden Shield! No, don't do it!"

"Senior Brother Su, no! Senior Brother Su, please spare my life for the sake of the same door!"

...

One after another begging for mercy sounded.

Su Zhan was unmoved.

The starlight on the Da Ri Xingchen Sword was about to be cut out.

Suddenly, a flash of light came from the sky at great speed.

"Su Zhan, stay under the sword!"

It's Holy Lord Mo Wentian!

At the same time when he came in extremely fast, a wave of lawful force waved in front of Su Zhan, forming an invisible defense to prevent Su Zhan from beheading Xu Qingmo.

Behind Mo Wentian, Tang Liuxue and Tang Wujian also came one after another.

"Master, save me!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's arrival, Xu Qingmo wailed as if grabbing a straw.

Mo Wentian glanced over Xu Qingmo's body and sensed that Xu Qingmo's sacred veins had been interrupted a lot, and his internal organs were extremely injured. He was afraid that it would take a hundred years of cultivation to heal!

Even, what incurable sequelae will be left behind, and it may affect talent!

His face was ugly, and he said in a sullen expression: "Su Zhan, I am still so worried about your safety, but now you almost beat Qing Mo to death!"

"The Holy Lord calms down! There must be a reason!"

Tang Wujian stood in front of Su Zhan, he was really angry when he saw Mo Wentian, and said solemnly.

Tang Liuxue didn't care about this at all, ran in front of Su Zhan, tears appeared in his eyes: "His Royal Highness, you, it is great that you are fine!"

"What can I do? You think too much."

Su Zhan smiled slightly, and immediately looked at Mo Wentian: "Holy Lord, Xu Qingmo keeps saying that I am a demon. If you want to kill me, of course I will kill him. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"You slander Su Zhan as a demon?"

Mo Wentian turned his head, eyes filled with anger.

"I, I, something went wrong with the magic mirror! He does have a devilish energy!"

Xu Qingmo was horrified.

"If there is a devilish energy, it must be a demon race? Don't you know that there were also celestial and human realm human races practicing demon clan techniques in ancient times? With this, you will kill a saint child?!"

Seeing Xu Qingmo's demeanor and thinking of what Xu Qingmo did before, Mo Wentian instantly understood everything, and angrily cursed, "You bastard!"

Do you think I don’t know everything you did in the Holy Land!

I am giving you a chance to reform, and I did not deal with you immediately!

Now you are better!

Su Zhan went deep into the Demon Realm, killed the Demon Race, and returned safely. This is a great blessing. You actually slander him as a Demon?

Want to kill him with this excuse?

Have you really lived for thousands of years as a teacher?

This kind of strategy is also embarrassing!

you really--"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and clenched his fists. For the first time in thousands of years, he was so angry that he spit out four words from his mouth.

"It's not a pity to die!"