I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

Rob committed suicide before being beaten to death by you?

Sage King Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he gave Su Zhan a blank glance, and stretched out his hand to give Su Zhan a chestnut and teach him how to speak.

"Su Zhan, you kid, tell me well—"

"Elder Fang, what are you doing?"

Su Zhan's expression changed: "You're not going to hit me, are you?"

"I……"

After being asked by Su Zhan, Fang Ping suddenly woke up.

This kid Su Zhan is a fierce man who can kill even the devil!

The devil can kill him, so isn't he also an opponent?

Thinking of this, he felt a shiver in his heart, and he retracted the hand that wanted to hit Su Zhan's head like a lesson to the younger generation, and said embarrassedly: "How could I hit you! I just want you to tell me why you are so good. ?"

"this……"

Su Zhan pondered for a while: "Forget it, you won't understand if you say it."

He shook his head.

Do I have to tell you such trivial things as a trillion-dollar protagonist halo?

Not worth mentioning.

Sage King Fang Ping's face froze, a little depressed, and even had the idea of ​​​​beating Su Zhan.

But he turned his head and glanced at the demon who was beaten, who was almost devoid of human appearance. With a shake of his body, the thought dissipated immediately.

Beat Su Zhan this pervert?

Are you afraid of being beaten? ? ?

In the seventh-order holy realm, the Zhongtian Saint King was killed by a disagreement...

well!

Today's young people are really fierce!

"Senior Brother Su, no! No! Senior Brother Su!"

Yang Gan leaned over and sneered: "Although I started early, but now that I am so much weaker than Senior Brother Su, then Senior Brother Su will be the one for you to take the seat of the First Holy Son!

After I go back, I will propose to Master that the ceremony for the replacement of the Holy Son will be held tomorrow! "

"Isn't that necessary?"

Su Zhan was not interested.

Sage King Fang Ping laughed and scolded: "Yang Gan, are you stupid? After the feast of saints, Su Zhan is the young master. What's the difference if you want the title of the first saint?"

"This is also..."

Yang Gan smiled awkwardly and stepped aside.

Su Zhan glanced around: "Elder Fang, has the Gorefiend Cult stronghold been wiped out here?"

"Don't worry, during the time you were trapped, all the blood demon cult cultists here have been slaughtered!"

Fang Ping smiled, waved his hand, and threw a bunch of storage rings to Su Zhan: "It's my fault to let you be dragged into the blood sacrifice by the devil, and the things of these people belong to you!"

"Thank you, Elder Fang."

Su Zhan did not shirk, but accepted it with a smile.

Fang Ping is a holy king, so he probably doesn't like these things at all.

"Su Zhan, now that the stronghold here has been settled, why don't you follow me to Elder Tang, the location of the Blood Demon Sect's lair where the Holy Master and the others are located?"

"it is good!"

Su Zhan nodded.

Sacred King Fang Ping waved his hand and released the standard holy ship in the Holy Land, carrying everyone and sailing away from the foggy mountain.

...

Tianxuan Dynasty, Heluo Mansion, where a wasteland in the north is located.

Hard to imagine.

After destroying the layers of hidden formations, there is actually a small town in this uninhabited land, where there are not even a few monsters!

At this time, Tang Wujian and Mo Wentian were in the center of the small town, and around them were the corpses of people from the Gorefiend sect.

"I've searched all over this city, but there is still no trace of Motian. Where did this guy go?"

Tang Wujian frowned.

Mo Wentian was silent.

After a while, other holy kings also came and reported the situation.

The light in his eyes flickered, and his voice sank: "The devil is not there, and neither are his capable subordinates... They have other plans!

It's Su Zhan! "

Tang Wujian said in shock: "Su Zhan? Could it be that all this is a conspiracy against Su Zhan!"

A holy king hesitated: "Isn't it impossible! The Gorefiend Sect has been operating in the Tianxuan Dynasty for a thousand years, and they gave up their thousand-year efforts just to deal with Su Zhan?"

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mo Wentian said: "Motian is a smart person, he should be able to foresee that if Su Zhan continues to grow, he will definitely become the number one powerhouse in the Eastern Desolate Region in the future, not to mention a mere celestial being, he may even become a mythical figure of martial arts. !

If they waited for Su Zhan to grow up, the Gorefiend God of their Gorefiend Sect would be afraid!

Nowadays, this hidden danger can be eliminated by sacrificing only one branch of the Tianxuan Dynasty. Do you think they will not do it?

I was careless, Elder Tang, you and I were the fastest to escape, the two of us went to the foggy mountain, and the others continued to search for the fish that slipped through the net of the Gorefiend on the wasteland! "

"Yes!"

The holy kings responded.

Tang Wujian and Mo Wentian took one step into the air and appeared in the air 100 meters in the air. They were about to perform the escape technique and rushed to the foggy mountain at the fastest speed when they suddenly found that the Holy King Fang Ping was coming in the holy ship!

"Fang Ping! How is my apprentice!"

There are still dozens of miles away, and Tang Wujian has already rushed up impatiently while shouting.

Mo Wentian followed closely.

"Ugh!"

Sage King Fang Ping saw Tang Wujian like this, and flew out of the holy ship. He was in Tang Wujian ten miles ahead, and Mo Wentian met.

As soon as we met, without saying a word, we just sighed.

Seeing this, their hearts sank.

Tang Wujian hurriedly said: "Your uncle's Fang Ping, if you have anything to say!"

"Elder Tang, Holy Master, Su Zhan him, he was dragged into the blood sacrifice battle by the devil!"

"What! Blood sacrifice formation?"

Tang Wujian was stunned for a moment, and the information about the sacrifice of blood and death came out, his face changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Fang Ping, I slashed you with a sword!"

With that said, Tang Wujian really took out the Infernal Holy Sword of the top holy king level, and a terrifying power erupted from his body!

Mo Wentian stretched out a hand and stopped Tang Wujian: "Elder Tang, you—"

"What are you! You should have asked me to protect Su Zhan secretly. Holy Master, you sent a useless guy like Fang Ping to go there, can it be okay!"

Tang Wujian's head was so dizzy that he didn't even give Mo Wentian's face.

At this moment, Su Zhan also walked out of the holy ship's cabin and appeared in front of the three of them as a thunderbolt.

"Master, Holy Master, Elder Fang, what are you doing?"

Su Zhan looked surprised: "Wrench? Who is stronger than?"

"You're not dead?"

Tang Wujian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fang Ping: "Didn't you say that he was dragged into the blood sacrifice battle by the devil?"

"Yup!"

Sage King Fang Ping took a few steps back and complained, "Tang Wujian, you are too irritable, I haven't finished my words yet!

Although Su Zhan was dragged into the blood sacrifice formation by the devil, this does not mean that he must die! "

"fart!"

Tang Wujian snorted coldly: "I still know about the blood sacrifice formation, it will only pull the formation and the locked people into the small space, unless one of them dies, they will not be able to get out!

Um?

Unless one dies..."

Talking, thinking of some possibility, Tang Wujian suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Su Zhan, and breathed quickly: "Su Zhan, did you kill Mo Tian?!"

"Master, you think too much, the devil is very strong!"

Su Zhan shook his head.

Tang Wujian smiled dumbly: "Yes, I think too much!

Back then, even I couldn't kill Mo Tian, ​​so of course you're even more impossible—"

"He was so strong that he killed himself before I punched him to death!"

The voice behind Su Zhan sounded.

Tang Wujian's smile froze.

The voice stopped abruptly.