Chapter 5100: Rapid Refining

"Is this the so-called power of time? It's nothing more than that!"

Blood Spirit Thunder snorted coldly, and rushed towards Su Han first. The majestic blood power surged out, shattering the void, like a great demon god rushing towards him.

However, as he rushed towards Su Han, he felt that his speed was getting slower and slower.

"Hmm?"

This feeling made Blood Spirit Thunder's heartbeat accelerate suddenly.

He could clearly feel that his speed had not slowed down at all, so how did this situation come about?

"My strength has not weakened, and my speed has not slowed down. What really slowed down... is time!"

At a certain moment, such an idea suddenly broke out in Blood Spirit Thunder's mind.

Then, his face began to change drastically!

There is no doubt that the slowing down of time is more terrifying than the slowing down of his own speed!

When Blood Spirit Thunder raised his head, he saw Su Han's palm grabbing from the air, and the power of the six origins on it evolved into countless silk threads, falling from his head.

"What?!"

Blood Spirit Thunder's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe it: "The line of rules... This is an attack method that only a Source Saint-level strongman can condense. Could it be that his combat power has reached the Source Saint level?!"

The line of rules is the iconic method of the Source Saint-level strongman.

If it is said that the Void Saint condenses the Holy Soul of the Primordial Saint, the Mortal Saint transforms the Holy Body, and the Dao Saint understands the Great Dao, then the Source Saint is the owner of the line of rules.

Only the Source Saint can evolve the line of rules and suppress all the creatures below the Source Saint with overwhelming holy power.

It can also be said that the Holy Soul of the Primordial Saint is a level, the Holy Body is a level, the Great Dao is a level, and the line of rules is another level.

It is also the power of order, but the strength of the line of rules is more than a hundred times that of ordinary order power. This is a huge gap that ordinary people can hardly cross.

Not to mention Blood Spirit Thunder, even the Demon Lord and the Demon Lord, when they saw the line of rules, they were all shocked and showed a look of surprise.

The cultivation of the Void Saint level can transcend the two levels of Mortal Saint and Dao Saint and evolve the line of rules?

Is it true that his understanding of the power of order has reached this level, or... his combat power is so terrifying?

Undoubtedly, Su Han has both the former and the latter.

In his previous life, he was able to reach the realm of domination, so his understanding of the power of order is naturally needless to say.

Even if these are not discussed, relying on his own combat power in this life, Su Han can also evolve the line of rules.

In the world of Source Saint-level strongmen, he is the maker of the rules!

"Boom!!!"

A monstrous roar came, and Xue Linglei spit out a large mouthful of blood, and felt that his internal organs were about to shift.

If it weren't for the critical moment, he showed his terrifying body that was thousands of feet long, Su Han would have only needed that palm to slap him to death.

Even so, Xue Linglei was severely injured, as if he was suffocating.

"Is this the power of the Source Saint?" Xue Linglei was horrified.

His comprehensive combat power is actually invincible under the Source Saint.

Before this, he had always believed that he could at least fight against a first-level Source Saint, and even if he was defeated, he could remain immortal.

However, Su Han's attack just now finally made him recognize himself.

Source Saint, after all, is still Source Saint!

Perhaps, only by taking that step and reaching the realm of Dao Saint, can he cross the boundary and truly fight against Source Saint.

"First in the Mortal Saint level? Too weak!" Su Han snorted.

Xue Linglei said in a low voice: "I really didn't expect that among the cowardly and despicable human race, there would be such a monster like you!"

"So?" Su Han said lightly.

"Although your combat power is equivalent to that of a first-level Source Saint, we are not vegetarians!"

Xue Linglei said: "Ten demon geniuses forming a formation together are enough to offset your combat power. You alone can't be our opponent!"

"The immortal and the demon have the same sound!"

As soon as Xue Linglei's voice fell, Yi Zhe displayed the top magic that belonged to the demon race.

In his hand, a magic wand appeared, inlaid with nine gems, each of which was crystal clear and exuded holy power.

"Another ancient artifact of the Great Emperor." Su Han said.

"You have a good eye."

Yi Zhe said: "This is the 'Immortal Demon Staff', which is made from the remains of ten emperor-level strongmen. Nine skulls are the staff stone and one emperor's body is the staff body."

Circles of ripples surged from the Immortal Demon Staff and fell on Su Han's six domains, forming billions of sound insects, trying to devour the domain.

Su Han could feel that his domain was being bitten, and there were actually sound insects passing through the domain, turning into ripples again, and hitting Su Han's cultivation armor.

Countless screams and roars came to his ears, and there were ten loud noises like bells, shaking Su Han's mind.

Su Han knew that Yi Zhe's own power could only account for one-tenth, and the remaining nine-tenths were all the credit of the Immortal Demon Staff.

"It is worthy of being an ancient artifact of the Great Emperor. If I only have one domain, I will be devoured by this sound insect in an instant." Su Han thought to himself.

The roar kept entering his mind, as if it was trying to control Su Han's mental thoughts.

However, the defense of the cultivation armor was terrifying. Although Su Han's ears were roaring, he was not hurt at all. Those sounds could not control him at all.

However, with ten demon geniuses here, it is naturally impossible for Yi Zhe to take action alone.

"Swish!"

A dark blue spear fell from the void, carrying a shadow of a mountain, and slammed into Su Han's domain.

At the same time, thousands of axe shadows fell, also cutting Su Han's domain.

Blood Spirit Thunder attacked again, and the surging blood turned into thick fog, forming a huge hand that held up the sky, and slammed hard on Su Han's domain.

Suffering such an attack, although Su Han's domain was a fusion of six domains, it also began to tremble violently, as if it could collapse at any time.

"After all, my cultivation is too low."

Su Han sighed in his heart: "The fusion of the six domains, let alone the attack, the defense alone is invincible and no one can break it. If my cultivation is also a mortal saint, then let alone the fusion of the six domains, even one, how can they break it?"

"Fight!"

Thinking so in his heart, Su Han was not afraid at all, and the power of his cultivation continued to surge out, colliding with the attacks of these demons and geniuses.

Under this kind of fighting, Su Han's speed of refining the Blood Qi Pill continued to increase. He had already swallowed four Blood Qi Pills before, and now he was swallowing the fifth, sixth, and seventh!

There is no doubt that as the Blood Qi Pills were refined, Su Han's cultivation was also constantly improving.

In this case, even if he consumed more of his cultivation power, his aura did not weaken at all, but became stronger and stronger.