Chapter 4103 Half-Step to Heavenly God, Peak Sage of Magic!

"Hmm?"

Looking at the long sword that was separated into three parts, Su Han's pupils shrank and his breathing began to quicken.

Three hands took away the three pieces of the long sword at the same time, and this world was completely plunged into darkness.

The surroundings were completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

I don't know how long it has been, it seems like ten thousand years, and it seems like a hundred thousand years.

In short, it was a long, long time...

Su Han has been standing there, never moving.

He seemed to have turned into a statue, and it seemed that time had stopped.

In an instant, eternity.

"Boom!!!"

At a certain moment, in the seemingly endless night, a white light suddenly burst out.

Su Han clearly saw that it was the white light of the long sword!

But this time, there was only the sword body, without the hilt and the tip of the sword.

The sword body rushed over, and it actually sent out a huge suction force.

There were several colors, under this suction, appearing in the darkness.

Deep blue, fiery red, milky white, transparent, black!

Su Han felt that these four colors were somewhat familiar, until the latter turned into lightning, flames, the wheel of time, the space cage, and the Holy Tower of Destruction, he reacted.

"Five origins?!" Su Han was stunned.

But seeing the five origins arranged in parallel, the pure white sword body slowly fell beside the Holy Tower of Destruction after a moment.

"Huh?"

No matter how stupid Su Han was, he had guessed something at this moment.

"This is not a long sword, this is... the origin???"

Guessed, but didn't dare to believe it.

The rarity of the origin is rare, and Su Han was lucky to get five of them. He never thought that this long sword was also an origin.

"With the sword as the spirit of the origin, what kind of origin is this?" Su Han thought to himself.

"And the three big hands before... I'm afraid it's Zhonglin, Pangu Xingzi, and me!"

There are three drops of holy blood, and the long sword transformed by the origin is also divided into three parts. At this moment, Su Han has one. The owner of the big hand, if not them, who else could it be?

"Buzz~"

While he was thinking about this, some white mist gradually emerged from the pure white sword.

The white mist enveloped the sword body, and the sword body disappeared completely. A shadow slowly emerged from the white mist.

That was... an axe!

A dark purple axe!

This axe looked ten meters in size, and an indescribable killing aura burst out from it.

"What???"

Su Han took a few steps back, and his mind almost exploded!

"Is this the origin of killing? Then this axe..."

Indescribable shock surged from his heart, and Su Han's previous guess seemed to be confirmed bit by bit.

According to ancient books, one of the personal items of the great demon Xingtian was an axe!

It is called 'ganqi', in which 'gan' is a shield, and 'qi' refers to an axe!

If it was just the appearance of the axe, Su Han would not be so shocked, but the key is that this axe appeared as the spirit of the origin, and this origin is the real origin of killing!

In the hundreds of millions of years of later generations, who has ever possessed the origin of killing?

In all the ancient books, there is only one person recorded.

That is Xing Tian!

"Is the owner of the statue really Xing Tian? Did he build this altar of qi and blood? His thoughts have existed since ancient times?!"

Su Han's mind kept roaring.

He had the honor of "going" to ancient times once, and had seen Kuafu chasing the sun and Houyi shooting the golden crow.

That scene was permanently engraved in his heart and could not be erased.

Ancient times...

What an unattainable period!

From the later generations today, there are still three periods of ancient times, ancient times, and ancient times!

Su Han could not evaluate how long a period is, but he knew that at least tens of billions of years, or even hundreds of billions of years, had passed from ancient times to now.

How did Xing Tian's thoughts remain until now?

How terrifying is he...?

"I dare not imagine..." Su Han took a deep breath.

He knew that if he were to guess at this moment, there would be no way to trace it back. Apart from what he saw now, there was no actual evidence to prove who the owner of the statue and the source of killing was.

The only thing he knew was that the source of killing was arranged in parallel with the other five sources, which roughly proved that these six sources could be integrated without his own efforts.

"Although it has not been verified yet, it is almost there!"

Su Han smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's a bit funny. Logically speaking, the fusion of the source should be the most difficult, even better than the fusion of the four levels of cultivation, but I..."

Recalling the scene of the sword being separated before, Su Han knew that the source of killing he had obtained was actually not complete.

There are two more copies in the hands of Zhonglin and Pangu Xingzi.

Only by killing them can the source of killing be completely gathered.

"At this moment, I am afraid that they have swallowed the holy blood?"

Su Han's expression became gloomy.

He actually had a chance to take all three drops of holy blood.

In that case, he could not only obtain the complete source of killing, but also rely on the holy blood to improve his cultivation.

But the threat of Pangu Xingzi was undoubtedly fatal to Su Han.

Even for himself, Su Han had to agree to Pangu Xingzi.

This was the first time that the treasure was right in front of him, and the opponent was obviously no match for him, but Su Han had to give it away.

"That's all..."

Su Han's eyes flashed, and his murderous intention suddenly appeared: "After killing you, Su will get the remaining source of killing!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The origins of the six paths disappeared at the same time, and the world returned to darkness again.

And Su Han's consciousness gradually recovered, and he woke up in the valley of the Holy Son Xumijie.

The severe pain has completely disappeared, and the indescribable feeling of relief before has emerged again.

When Su Han looked inside to check his own cultivation, he saw that the last barrier had been broken.

Martial arts, physical body, cultivation...half step to the realm of gods!

And his magic cultivation has completely reached the level of a peak magic saint.

There is only one step left to cross the boundary of Dharma Saint and achieve the supreme realm of Dharma God!

"Those things that used to be are gradually coming back..." Su Han couldn't help but stretch.

The holy blood has completely disappeared, and his improvement in cultivation has completely stopped.

"Although there is only one drop of this holy blood, it only raises my cultivation level from the Seven-Star Mysterious God Realm to the Half-Step Heavenly God, but in fact, it is full of terrifying resources."

Su Han murmured to himself: "If it were another normal seven-star profound god realm, after swallowing this holy blood, it would be more than just becoming a half-step god, right? It is not impossible to directly reach the ancient god realm!"

How many times the resources of an ordinary monk are needed to simultaneously improve the four major levels of cultivation and the nine major deities?

Su Han has long been unable to pursue the case.

He felt that the resources that the Holy Blood provided to him this time were probably comparable to those from the Heavenly God Realm to the Ancient God Realm.

And he is only a half-step god!