I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

at this time.

Foggy mountains, outside the valley.

Saint King Fang Ping weakly stopped the blood-colored light beams attacking the blood sacrifice formation.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over..."

He murmured, full of regret.

Behind him, all the disciples of Xuantian Holy Land and the elders were nervous and watched nervously.

Yang Qian was also very nervous.

However, compared to the other juniors and elders, he even hoped that Su Zhan would be killed by Motian.

Although he doesn't have much hatred because he knows that he and Su Zhan are too far apart, if Su Zhan is not there, he would be the Young Master of the Profound Sky Holy Land!

Unless it is a fool, who in his position does not want Su Zhan to die unexpectedly?

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, it is not his harm.

Time passed a little bit.

Seeing that even the Saint King Fang Ping was helpless with these blood-colored light beams, Yang Qian was overjoyed and walked up and asked carefully: "Elder Fang, where did Junior Brother Su go?"

"He is trapped in this formation!"

Fang Ping's expression was gloomy: "The sacrifice to blood death formation is a legendary formation. I didn't expect Motian to deploy this formation!

I was careless. I guess all of this is a conspiracy, and there is even the help of the mysterious Gorefiend!

Otherwise, how can he deploy such a formation! "

"Sacrifice blood to death formation? Is it powerful?"

"nonsense!

The Blood Sacrifice Death Array is very special, it only has the effect of trapping the enemy, and it uses the power of the formation to open up a peculiar small space. If you want to destroy this space, either one of them will die, and the life and soul will sacrifice the Blood Array. The blood formation will open.

Or, sever these blood chain chains!

However, the blood sacrifice formation depends on the strength of the formation, and the formation will also be strong or weak.

Motian laid down a blood sacrifice formation with the Saint King in the middle of the sky, and almost no one in the Saint King realm could break it...Even if the Holy Lord came, it would only be possible to break it after a few hours of violent bombardment! "

Fang Ping gave a wry smile: "For a few hours, Su cut him, he, he is afraid he will be gone long ago!"

"That said, Junior Brother Su is dead?"

Yang Qian was ecstatic in his heart, but there was a sad expression on his face.

With a plop, he knelt down on Anxi's scarlet chain, crying in his mouth: "Junior Brother Su! You--"

As soon as he started speaking, he saw the blood-colored chains suddenly burst, and Su Zhan's figure appeared, and Yang Qian was immediately stunned.

Su Zhan also froze for a moment, and said in amazement: "Senior Brother Yang, what are you doing? Why did you kneel when you met?"

"I, I, I..."

Yang Qian blushed, "I knew that Junior Brother Su must be fine, but Junior Brother Su fought the demon for a long time, right?

This is the sacred dew from my travels, please quench my thirst! "

Yang Qian took his right hand and took out a crystal bottle that was only one finger high.

"Well, thank you brother!"

Su Zhan smiled, took out a small cup, was about to open the bottle cap, and took the bottle in Yanggan's hand, who poured the Qingling Shenglu into the cup.

He drank the clear spirit holy dew in one sip, and felt the indescribable comfort from all over his body. Even the injuries suffered during the battle were instantly healed. Su Zhan was a little surprised: "This clear spirit holy dew is so useful?

But Brother Yang, you look down on me too much. Although I can't beat alcohol, it's okay to drink it in one sip, and I don't need a cup. "

Su Zhan smiled and passed the empty bottle.

Yang Qian's right hand trembled as a result of the bottle, his face stunned.

What's so special? The Pure Spirit Holy Dew that I finally collected, let you drink it up in one sip?

I am not willing to drink it myself!

Thinking of the mystery and rareness of Qingling Shenglu, Yang Qian felt his heart dripping blood and couldn't help but said: "Junior Brother Su, you don't know anything, you just drank a million sacred stones with this sip!"

"One million holy stones?"

Su Zhan was stunned for a moment, and frowned, "How could it be so expensive? Could it be that you want to arbitrarily quote the price for me to compensate? Brother Yang, I thought you were different from Xu Qingmo, now it seems..."

"Junior Brother misunderstood!"

Yang Qian's forehead was sweating coldly: "One million sacred stones is nothing at all!"

"Sure enough, Senior Brother Yang is a good person. I will definitely go to your place to sit when I have time. Senior Brother Yang will prepare more Spiritual Dew. Let's have a drink!"

"...Good, good."

Yang Qian's voice trembled, and everyone was about to cry.

This Nima, have a drink of Qingling Shenglu?

I can't afford to drink it if I sell the Dongfu!

It seems that after the feast of the Holy Child, I will immediately find an excuse to leave the Holy Land to travel and temper.

The Holy Land is too dangerous!

I am afraid!

Yang Qian thought to himself.

Seeing Su Zhan suddenly appearing, Saint King Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, and he reacted, revealing ecstasy.

"Great! Su Zhan, your kid is not dead! I thought you were dead!"

"Sacred King Fang Ping, what are you saying, how could I die?"

Su Zhan was a little unhappy.

"You were drawn into the blood sacrifice formation by Motian, but you can still come out alive, huh? Wait, Motian..."

As Fang Ping said, his eyes moved, and he fell on the corpse of Motian hundreds of meters away, shocked in his heart.

A little tiptoe, leaving an afterimage on the spot, instantly crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, to the side of Motian's corpse.

The light in his eyes shined brightly, and after some investigation, he said in disbelief: "It's really Motian! Motian, you killed me!"

Motian, was beaten to death by Su!

As Fang Ping's voice sounded, Yang Qian, the elders and disciples of the Holy Land were all in disbelief, and then they were extremely excited!

"Oh my God! Mo Tian! The leader of the Blood Demon Sect Mo Tian! The strongest evil cultivation in the entire Profound Sky Dynasty!"

"It is said that the Motian cultivation base is extremely high, and he has fought against the swordless king one day and night! In the end he was defeated, his realm fell, and he fled miserably!

"Even the King Without Sword Saint was able to kill Motian! Senior Brother Su actually killed Motian!"

"Brother Su is too strong! I love Senior Brother Su!"

"me too!"

"Hey! Don't disgust me, why are you a man joining in the fun?"

...

One after another they worshipped extremely, and excited words sounded.

The Holy Land and the Blood Demon Sect were in opposition. At this moment, everyone was extremely happy to see the leader of the Blood Demon Sect died!

Yang Qian originally had some resentment, but now, seeing Motian be beaten to death by Su Zhan, his body shook, the resentment vanished.

"Junior Brother Su, Motian is rumored to be extremely powerful, how did you kill him?"

Yang Qian asked cautiously.

Hearing his question, the other disciples and elders, including Fang Ping, looked over very curiously.

Waiting for Su Zhan's answer.

Su Zhan shook his head, "I didn't kill him, so don't talk nonsense."

"You didn't kill it?"

Fang Ping was taken aback, his gaze swept around, and he didn't find any peerless powerhouses. He suspiciously asked, "Who is that?"

"He killed himself by himself!"

"Motian, killed myself?"

Fang Ping became more confused, and the others were also puzzled.

As the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, he set up a blood sacrifice formation to kill Su Zhan. Before Su Zhan died, he committed suicide. Is there such an operation? ? ?

"Yes indeed!"

Su Zhan sighed: "Motian is indeed very strong, it is too strong!

I was in a fierce battle with him for half an hour, but he was still one step ahead!

Before I killed him, he killed himself first!

His move is probably to make me unable to win, and make my mood lack!

Ugh!

Motian is really cruel, sinister and vicious! "