I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

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This Nima!

That's an elixir!

Not some jelly beans!

Dozens of bites...

Have you taken medicine pills like this? ? ?

The youth of the demon race only felt extremely uncomfortable in their hearts, and finally exhausted Su Zhan Shengyuan.

What's more, he was full again in an instant!

How to fight this? !

"I don't believe it, your body can really withstand the impact of so many pills! You must be supporting!"

The youth of the demon race gritted his teeth: "I want to see how long you can hold on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he charged towards Su Zhan again.

Another two hours passed.

The demon youth felt that his demon essence was on the verge of being exhausted, and Su Zhan took a pill, and it was full again!

He was finally a little desperate.

"You are not a human race! It must be a special alien disguise outside the sky, and it can directly transform the power of medicinal pills! Let you go today, and tomorrow, when my strength recovers, I will definitely kill you!"

Angrily left a sentence, the demon youth turned and left.

This Demon Race... actually called me not human?

Su Zhan's eyes turned cold, and the wind and thunder escape technique was cast!

"Hoohoo!"

The airflow in the range of tens of meters around the body suddenly accelerated!

It turned into a strong gust of wind, pushing his body to shoot forward!

"Stab!"

A thunder and lightning flashed, and Su Zhan appeared in front of the already injured Demon Race. When the latter was furious and wanted to shoot, his pupils suddenly turned into a bloody vortex!

Blood Eyes · Prison Realm is coming!

The youth of the demon race was sluggish for a while, and quickly broke away from the pupil technique, a sword crossed, blocking a sword qi that Su Zhan took advantage of!

Back a hundred meters,

He sneered: "Blood Eye Secret Technique? This is the secret technique of our Demon Race. Although I haven't practiced it yet, there are so many ways to crack it!

With this, you want to kill me?

ridiculous! "

"What about this one!"

As soon as the words fell, an ancient god of thunder appeared behind Su Zhan!

At the moment when the ancient god of thunder appeared, the youth of the demon race shrank his pupils, showed a little fear on his face, and retreated subconsciously.

But under the shock of the ancient Thor, his speed was greatly reduced!

"Extreme Thunder Mountain, suppress!"

Su Zhan flicked his left hand.

Extreme Thunder Mountain flew out and appeared above the demon youth, and the golden seal inscription in it shone brightly!

The Jilei Mountain, which was originally only ten meters in size, has risen to a size of one hundred meters!

The golden inscription at the bottom is intertwined with the light of thunder and lightning, releasing a terrifying force of repression towards the bottom!

Under this repressive force, the youth of the demon race only felt that the air around him froze!

Every step is extremely difficult!

The demon youth's face was extremely ugly.

If he was in a state of prosperity before, he would naturally be able to break through this repressive force and escape, but now... the only way is to fight recklessly!

"This Heavenly Demon, even if there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, it cannot be killed by a mere sanctuary!"

With a roar, the bone sword in the hands of the demon youth suddenly threw upwards, turning into a giant sword dozens of meters in size, and the black energy billowed towards Jilei Mountain.

"boom!"

The bone sword shattered, and the extreme thunder mountain fell to the ground!

Under this terrifying force, the demon youth who had been seriously injured finally collapsed!

A black gas mixed with hellish flames escaped from the place covered by Extreme Thunder Mountain.

As the black energy condensed towards a certain spot in the air, the angry voice of the demon came out: "Dare to destroy my body and force me to this point! Just wait, I will make your Manchu die tragically!"

"boom!"

Just when the black air was about to condense.

A small golden sword burst into the black air, and then released a ball of golden lightning!

Punish the evil Jinlei!

Golden Thunder Bamboo Sword!

The black qi that originally gathered was immediately blown up, but beyond Su Zhan's expectations, the black qi gathered quickly and turned into a ferocious devil. Although the aura was decayed, the words were still extremely arrogant:

"I didn't expect you to have something like Golden Thunder Bamboo! But it's useless!

Even if it is a holy king, it will take at least ten years to wipe out my broken soul!

Your mere fourth-order holy realm, no matter how strong you are, there is nothing you can do against me! "

"Then try it!"

Su Zhan looked calm.

The Thousand Swords Diagram was thrown from his hands!

"Hoohoo!"

Under the urging of his Saint Yuan, the ten thousand sword map suddenly expanded and turned into a huge sword map nearly twenty miles long!

Across the sky!

Cover the sky!

One after another flying swords hummed out and flew towards the demons below!

"Chucky!"

Feijian pierced through the Demon Race, although it caused his body to vibrate with black energy and his breath decayed, which seemed to be very painful, but it was unable to cause fatal damage to it.

"Today, my vitality is severely damaged, and he will definitely take revenge in the future!"

The demons endured the pain of those flying swords and wanted to escape.

But right now.

It was on the map of Wanjian that became empty because all the flying swords flew out.

A strand of sword intent intertwined and rotated.

On the picture scroll, a huge sword intent vortex was formed!

That vortex exudes a strong pulling force.

Under the force of this traction, the Demon Race's body suddenly froze, and was immediately pulled towards the Wanjian Map above.

"Such a powerful force of law...how can it appear on a holy king's artifact!"

The demons finally started to panic.

Even, the self-destructing demon body turned into wisps of black energy and wanted to escape.

But it didn't work.

Those black qi are still drawn by Wanjiantu!

Ten seconds later, the demon was sucked into the map of Wanjian, and all the swords returned to the map of Wanjian.

Su Zhan put away the map of Wanjian, extremely thunderous mountain, ended the state of divine body, and returned to Zifu with the Great Sun Star Sword, and then...

Lie down directly.

Tired, really tired!

Whether it is mental strength or physical strength, it is a huge consumption!

This Demon Race is definitely the strongest enemy he has ever encountered since he entered this world!

Only after all the cards were released, was it suppressed and sealed in Wanjian Tu!

"Whoo~"

Taking a breath, Su Zhan closed his eyes and wanted to lie down for a while.

It was only at this time that the human powerhouses who were watching were just awakened from a dream, showing shocking expressions one by one!

"That Demon Race is actually much stronger than we thought!"

"This gentleman's random sword can seriously injure a tenth-order holy realm, or even kill him! But that demon clan actually endured for three hours before his body collapsed!"

"If it comes to the level of difficulty to kill... this Demon Race, even surpasses a Holy King!"

"Yes, if a holy king was attacked so violently, he would have died a long time ago! Of course, the holy king is stronger and should not fall into this situation!"

"Everyone, that Demon Race is indeed very strong, but this young man, the fourth-order Holy Land suppresses Demon Race, is really powerful!"

"That hill, that pair of swords, are all holy king artifacts! In a mere fourth-order holy realm, you can use holy king artifacts, and the power of the physical body, the divine body, the spiritual power, the swordsmanship...everything is extremely powerful!

I'm not afraid of your jokes, even if I dreamed, I never thought that there would be such a perverted existence in the world! "

"Wait! That young man has fallen! Could it be that the injury that he had just accumulated broke out!"

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Seeing Su Zhan lying on the ground, motionless, the faces of the strong men changed slightly, and they rushed towards Su Zhan.

Su Zhaoyue had already moved towards Su Zhan when Su Zhan had just collected the Demon Race. At this time, she was also at the forefront.

Seeing Su Zhan suddenly fall to the ground, her pupils shrank, and she hurried to Su Zhan's side.

Tears rolled in her eyes, Su Zhaoyue poured Sheng Yuan into Su Zhan's body, and cried while saying: "Su, Su Zhan, wake up, you can't die-"

"What nonsense! I'm not dead, just injured!"

Feeling the influx of Su Zhaoyue's warm Saint Yuan, and listening to the girl's cry, Su Zhan opened his eyes and was speechless.

"You're not dead! It's great! I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and lost my judgment for a while..."

Su Zhaoyue was extremely pleasantly surprised, and immediately, she asked with concern, "Is your injury serious?"

"I'm terribly injured!"

Su Zhan took a deep breath.

Under the dignified gazes of Su Zhaoyue, Tang Liuxue, Luo Fan and others who had just rushed over, he continued:

"I'm afraid that if you rest for two or three nights, you may not be able to recover!"

[Author's digression]: The rest of the update will be delayed.