Chapter 1375 Super Emperor Spirit (Ultimate)

"Why don't you want the sacred objects of the Blood Life Sect?" Han Sen asked, frowning at Nan Litian.

Nan Litian's face changed slightly when he heard Han Sen's question. He looked at Han Sen carefully again, and asked a little uncertainly, "Are you Han Jingzhi's descendant?"

"Didn't I say it before? It's not wrong for my great-grandfather to be called Han Jingzhi, but it's not the one from the Blue Blood Special Forces." Han Sen said.

Nan Litian frowned and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something.

"Isn't it really Han Jingzhi's descendant?" Nan Litian thought for a while, then looked at Han Sen and muttered to himself: "If it's really not his descendant? Then why are there holy objects? Yes, if it is true It is impossible for his descendants to carry the sacred object with them."

"You haven't told me why only the Han family wants the sacred objects of your Blood Life Sect?" Han Sen stared at Nan Litian and asked.

"Since you are not a descendant of Han Jingzhi, this has nothing to do with you, but since you know my true identity, you cannot let you live any longer." The dagger appeared out of nowhere and stabbed at Han Sen.

Han Sen was bound by the stamen, and it was impossible to dodge now. He only had the magic heart ring, the crystal egg, and the sky-shielding umbrella on his body now, so he had to summon the sky-shielding umbrella to resist the dagger.

The canopy opened to protect Han Sen's body. The dagger stabbed the canopy and failed to pierce the canopy, but it was shaken to one side.

Nan Litian moved his mind again, and his green straight knife suddenly appeared out of thin air, turning into a green light and stabbing towards Han Sen's throat.

The sky umbrella didn't come back in time, and there was nothing that could withstand the dagger.

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Han Sen, Han Sen tried to tear the pistil with the power of covering the sky with his hand, but he couldn't tear it off all at once, and he didn't even mean to break it. The level of this big tree is too high, and Han Sen estimates that the lowest level is a genetic plant of the divine blood level.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to stab his body, Han Sen couldn't care so much at this time, and directly activated the Super Emperor Spirit Body, wanting to try to see if the Super Emperor Spirit Body could break free from the stamen.

Blazing brilliance filled Han Sen's body, his pupils turned white, and his short black hair was also dyed white. It grew rapidly in the blazing light, and turned into a head of long white hair hanging down in no time.

After transforming into a super emperor spirit body, Han Sen hadn't tried to break free from the stamens, but those stamens loosened by themselves, letting go of Han Sen's body.

Han Sen didn't dodge at all, the stamens stretched out, entangled the straight knife that stabbed Han Sen, and wrapped the straight knife inside, making it unable to fly anymore, as if protecting Han Sen .

"What's going on here?" Han Sen moved his body, and was very surprised that those flower stamens had no hostility towards him at all.

The stamens were entangled to form a disc, which supported Han Sen from below instead of being tied up as before.

Nan Litian's eyes widened, and he stared at Han Sen with an incredulous face. The current scene was beyond his imagination. A high-level genetic plant seemed to be helping Han Sen, not just helping, but looking at it. It seemed a little flattering.

"What's the matter with your aura? Why do you have the aura of foreign spirits... No... and the aura of strange creatures... You are not human... Who are you?" Nan Litian looked at Han in horror. Sen, Han Sen's current situation has exceeded his common sense. How can a human being have the breath of a strange spirit and a strange creature? This is really shocking.

Han Sen looked at his super emperor spirit body, and he really felt that his aura was a bit weird. This body seemed to not only have the aura of a foreign spirit, but also possessed another side. As Nan Litian said, it was similar to some kind of The breath of alien creatures.

It's just that there are many types of abnormal creatures, and Han Sen can't tell which kind of abnormal creature's breath it is.

Han Sen suddenly thought of the name Super Emperor Spirit. If it was just a foreign spirit body, it would be right to call it Emperor Spirit directly. Even if it goes further, it should be called Great Emperor Body.

The word super should be used by alien creatures. Only super god creatures will use the word super. The name Super Emperor Spirit gave Han Sen a strange feeling from the beginning. It was not until now that Han Sen figured out that the original The super emperor spirit is not just a different spirit body, but also a physique of a different creature.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that your life is in my hands now." Han Sen walked towards Nan Litian who was tied up in the stamen.

Originally, he wanted to step on the air and walk over, but after he took a step, the stamens stretched out and condensed into a disc, which was just right for him to step on.

Han Sen took a step forward, and the other stamens condensed into new discs, which formed under Han Sen's feet like steps, supporting him to move forward.

Han Sen was surprised, but now he didn't have time to study these things. He walked up to Nan Litian, stared at Nan Litian coldly and asked, "What is your identity in the Blood Life Cult?"

Nan Litian's body erupted into a powerful body, but he couldn't break free at all. Nan Litian stared at Han Sen and said, "The inheritor of the Saints of Lihen."

"Are you one of the Thirteen Saints?" Han Sen looked at Nan Litian in disbelief and asked.

Although Nan Litian was very strong, Han Sen always felt that he lacked something, and he didn't have the taste of a strong man like Tianzhu.

"I'm just an inheritor, not a saint of Lihen." Nan Litian said coldly.

"Is there any difference?" Han Sen didn't understand the difference between inheritors and saints.

"Only the oldest and purest bloodline is eligible to become a saint. I am just a side branch of the bloodline." Nan Litian said.

Han Sen was about to ask another question, but suddenly heard a noise from the woods not far away. He turned his eyes and saw the grass and branches shaking. After a while, a red pony came out of the bushes, with his back on his back. Still carrying Bao'er.

When he fought Nan Litian before, the little red horse ran away with Bao'er on his back, but he didn't expect that he also chased into Cangzhen Valley and arrived here safely.

Fearing that the bull's head buried deep under the tree would hurt them, Han Sen rushed over and landed in front of the little red horse.

"Father." Bao'er jumped happily into Han Sen's arms.

Han Sen hugged Bao'er, but found that there was something hooked behind the little red pony's tail. It turned out to be a golden rope lock, and the black unicorn was tied behind the rope lock.

Han Sen was overjoyed, unexpectedly, the little red horse even dragged the bound unicorn over.

With a flick of the little red horse's tail, the golden dragon beard lock was loosened, and the bound unicorn was panting heavily, perhaps because it was struggling too hard, the golden dragon beard lock was getting tighter and tighter, and it had been strangled into it. in the flesh and blood.

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