Chapter 1733 Leaving the Ancient Sacred Mountain (3 More!)

Su Han naturally didn't know what was happening in other places.

At this moment, he was hiding in the Son of God's Xumi Ring.

"Wow!"

A group of huge spirit beasts flew over the Son of God's Xumi Ring. I don't know if they felt the existence of the Son of God's Xumi Ring, but they ignored it.

Watching them gradually go away, Su Han breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the fourth batch of terrifying spirit beasts he encountered on his way back to the ancient sacred mountain.

And time has passed for three months.

Before, the Supreme Crown took him to the mountain where the Supreme Orb was located. Because of the fast speed, he didn't feel anything.

But at this moment, Su Han felt that not only the journey was long, but there were also too many crises...

He came out of the Son of God's Xumi Ring and continued to move forward.

He almost used up his fastest speed, swallowing pills one by one, and a large amount of spirit crystals, as if they were free, replenished the spiritual power in Su Han's body.

...

Six months passed in a flash.

Eleven months have passed since Su Han came in.

According to the fat man, if it is true, the Mitian Spiritual Dragon will appear in another month.

At this moment, Su Han finally saw the cliff from afar. On the cliff was the exit of the ancient sacred mountain.

Now, Su Han was most anxious.

Because he didn't know when the exit would open again. If it took more than a month, he would miss the opportunity for the Mitian Spiritual Dragon to erupt the dragon spirit liquid.

In silence, Su Han spent another half a month and finally stood on the passage.

The figures of the Nantian Sect and the Yueshen Sect before, no one knew where they went.

The blood on the ground had dried up, but the fragments of the corpses were still there.

After all, they were all in the spiritual realm, and their bodies were transformed into spiritual bodies. If they were not specially treated, it would take at least hundreds of years before they could dissipate with time.

Su Han's eyes swept over the corpses and came to the exit step by step.

As expected, the exit did not open again.

Su Han frowned, but he had no choice but to sit cross-legged, swallowing the pills while practicing, replenishing the spiritual power in his body, and trying to keep himself in peak condition.

...

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

There were only five days left before the appearance of the mitian spirit dragon.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Figures came from afar and landed on the passage.

They laughed from time to time while talking to each other.

Some were excited, some sighed, some regretted, and some were jealous.

Obviously, in this ancient sacred mountain, some people got some luck, some got many benefits, but some people got nothing and came in vain.

Su Han opened his eyes and swept his eyes over these people, realizing that the number of people was too small.

Or maybe, they haven't come back yet.

Or maybe, they will never come back.

The number of people before was more than 500,000. Even if Su Han killed tens of thousands of them, there were still more than 400,000.

But at this moment, there were less than 100,000 at most.

They came towards the entrance, and when their eyes swept over them, they also saw Su Han.

The moment their eyes met, the smiles on their faces froze immediately!

Then, a strong look of fear emerged from their faces.

Obviously, they still remembered the scene of Su Han's killing before, and never forgot it.

"Senior."

Someone spoke and saluted Su Han.

Even though most of them were disciples of the 72 sects, at this moment, there were no strong men from the sects here, so they could only use this method to please Su Han.

Su Han did not respond, and there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

This place is the ancient times, these people will definitely go back and tell, and these sects will definitely come here to check.

If it is really because of me that the ancient times appeared here, then these people... must die!

"Senior, we will never provoke you again, senior, spare my life!"

Sensing the murderous intent in Su Han's eyes, these people immediately begged for mercy miserably.

While pondering, Su Han asked, "Has this ancient sacred mountain always been like this?"

"No, it's not..."

Immediately, someone replied in horror, "Every time the ancient sacred mountain is opened, it will be a different place for training. In the past, it has changed hundreds of times."

"Oh?"

Su Han raised his eyebrows.

If so, it seems that it has nothing to do with him...

The murderous intent in his eyes dissipated a lot, and he asked again, "When will this entrance be opened?"

"Soon!"

The man said again, "According to the past, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be opened tomorrow, so we are in a hurry to come back."

Su Han nodded slightly, feeling relieved.

He didn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and he didn't do it to these people after all.

...

Just like this, a day passed quickly.

During this day, Su Han still sat cross-legged there, and these people from the sect were also cautious, very far away from Su Han, and didn't dare to breathe, for fear of causing Su Han's anger.

They were really scared. If Su Han suddenly decided to kill them, they would just have to blame themselves for their bad luck.

Fortunately, Su Han did not attack them, and did not even look at them.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a rumbling sound, and the huge light curtain began to rise.

Su Han's eyes flashed, and he immediately stood up and walked towards the exit.

At the same time, the people from the sects followed.

If the exit was delayed, they would have to wait for the next time.

Before reaching the exit, Su Han's footsteps suddenly stopped and turned to look at these people.

The latter's face changed drastically, and they all showed a pleading look on their faces.

"Only this time."

Su Han said lightly: "Although you are from the 72 sects, you are not strong after all. I will not leave, and I will wait for the appearance of the Mitian Lingjiao. At that time, if I see you again, I will kill you without mercy."

The words were plain, but the people from the sects could hear the cold murderous intent in Su Han's words.

They were really scared, and nodded in response, not daring to disobey at all.

Su Han turned around, stepped on the ground, and left here directly.

These people were completely relieved.

But some of them were really terrified and didn't dare to provoke Su Han again, while others showed strong resentment.

Obviously, they felt that they were members of the 72 sects, but they were killed by a casual cultivator. They were very unwilling.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Figures rushed out one after another.

Behind them, the huge light curtain gradually closed with a rumble.