Chapter 2820 Let’s…go Home!

"What happened?"

"Is that... the City Lord's Mansion?"

"The City Lord's Mansion... the City Lord's Mansion was destroyed!!!"

Countless roars from mortals, mixed with shock, horror, and fear, came one after another from all directions.

In the distance, thick smoke billowed and the breath was overwhelming.

In the huge black hole, a red light gradually surged out, getting higher and higher...

Finally, someone finally saw clearly that it was magma.

Su Han almost penetrated the ground of this mortal realm with one finger, and the magma in the earth's core had begun to appear.

And with the appearance of magma, the surroundings became hotter and hotter, and the surrounding ground began to be melted by the magma.

Originally, many people wanted to rush there to take a look, but under this scorching temperature, they all changed color and quickly retreated.

"Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!"

More and more magma appeared from nowhere and spread to the ground.

It was as if a volcano was about to erupt.

The space around seemed to have ripples because of the scorching temperature.

Some air was quickly formed into mist, and then evaporated.

Although the speed was very slow, enough for other mortals to escape from this place, it was indeed spreading.

...

At the same time when the magma appeared——

In the corner, Su Han, who had been standing for a long time, finally turned around.

He turned his eyes, as if he had used a lot of effort, and finally, his eyes fell on that...

sloppy, embarrassed, dirty, and even smelly beggar.

He had already seen this scene in the Three Emperors Mountain.

But when he really saw him, Su Han still couldn't believe it.

What a dazzling figure he used to be!

He turned his hand to make clouds and turned his hand to make rain. He could destroy the heavens with one finger and shatter the galaxy with one punch.

He was peerless, dazzling, invincible, and amazing!

In the Holy Land, who didn't know the four words "Yaoyang Sword God"?

That was a famous and terrifying existence on the Holy Land Strong List!

A long sword in the air, the sword fell and the silver sky and the stars collapsed!

In terms of comprehensive standing, there may be people who are stronger than him, such as Su Han, but there are only a limited number of people.

In terms of swordsmanship...

He Yaoyang Sword God, must be the first!

But such a brilliant and talented person, many years later today...

Displaced, silent on the streets of mortals, to the point that even ordinary people without any cultivation can bully him at will!

If those bastards knew that the beggar in front of them was so dazzling at the beginning, what would their expressions be?

They really deserve to die! ! !

"Hu..."

Su Han looked a little powerless after a long sigh.

The beggar with black stains all over his face, his hair was messy, and he was still curled up there, with a dull look and dull eyes.

He seemed not to see the appearance of Su Han and the death of those who bullied him.

Even if the magma appeared and the temperature rose, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still did not move.

Su Han stretched out his hand, trembling a little.

His right hand seemed to be filled with lead as he reached out to the other person.

A strong sense of self-blame and regret rose from his heart like a wave.

He knew that all this was because of himself!

If he had not died, how could these close friends have ended up like this?

Some of them disappeared, some died, and some were even suffering.

Why did Yuan Ling not look for others, but for them?

Perhaps, it was because their cultivation was too strong, shaking the heavens and the earth.

But the most important thing was the connection between them and Su Han!

If Su Han died, everyone who had a relationship with Su Han, especially those famous strong men, would die!!!

"If I hadn't merged the three levels of cultivation, if I hadn't fallen, if I was still the master of the Holy Domain, wouldn't they have fallen into this situation?"

"Yes, definitely not..."

"Yuan Ling would still be suppressed by me, his wolfish ambition would still not be exposed, the God-Slaying Pavilion would still exist, the Star Alliance would not dare to show up at all, and the Holy Demon Ancient Emperor... would not rebel!"

"This is fate, but how can I be willing!!!"

The expression gradually became ferocious, and even twisted.

His face flushed, and veins appeared from his forehead. Su Han's emotions fluctuated violently at this moment.

With his willpower, if it was placed on normal days, he could really control any emotion perfectly.

But at this moment, looking at the appearance of Yaoyang Sword God, he couldn't control it.

He was so powerful at the beginning, he could freely travel across the Milky Way galaxy, but in a day, he fell to the point where he had no cultivation at all. What a blow to him? What a torture?

And, what kind of pain? ? ?

I vaguely remember that when Su Han first met Yaoyang Sword God, the latter was full of vigor and he shouted to the sky: All living beings are ants. In this life, even if I cannot reach the peak, I must practice the sword to the extreme, and use the sword heart as my heart!

Su Han has never forgotten these words.

Su Han has also never forgotten the look of Yaoyang Sword God when he said these words!

It is really hard to imagine what kind of torment he endured.

"Wu Feng..."

The murmuring voice, as if afraid of scaring the other party, came out of Su Han's mouth in an extremely gentle tone.

He was looking at the other person.

When he shouted the word Wufeng, the other person's expression did not change at all.

"I am Su Han!!!"

Tears suddenly flowed out of Su Han's eyes and fell to the ground.

He could no longer hold back, and rushed over and hugged the other person.

Sloppy?

Stains?

Foul smell?

What does that mean to Su Han?

And under his embrace, the expression of Yaoyang Sword God was still dull and sluggish.

He really looked like a fool, a fool with low intelligence.

But Su Han knew that he was a great Sword God, how could he be a fool?

He had been in the mortal world for many years, but he still did not die. From this, it can be seen that Yaoyang Sword God's cultivation was definitely not completely lost!

Otherwise, he should have fallen long ago.

However, perhaps he had suffered too many blows, or perhaps he had suffered endless torture, which made his spirit abnormal.

"Let's go... home!"

Helping up Yaoyang Sword God with all his strength, Su Han took him and flew out of Daliang Country, flew out of the mortal realm, and stood in front of the invisible light curtain.

"Huh..."

Taking a deep breath, Su Han put Yaoyang Sword God into the Holy Son's Xumi Ring, and then remained silent for a long time before his expression recovered and he stepped over the light curtain.

The moment he stepped over the light curtain, many divine thoughts immediately swept over, all of which belonged to the divine thoughts of the White Tiger Holy Dynasty monks.

It is unknown whether they recognized Su Han, the Phoenix King, or felt Su Han's cultivation.

In short, after a moment, these divine thoughts disappeared again.