Su Yu was wearing a white robe, and his hair was flowing because he hadn't cut it for two months.
He had a handsome face, but at this moment, his face was full of coldness.
There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
Behind him, Fang Ting also flew in the air and caught the two fallen Major Generals Li.
Two green pills flew out of Su Yu's hand and fell accurately into the mouths of Major Generals Li and Sun.
The moment the Qingling Pill entered their mouths, a soft and vibrant green light enveloped them.
The destructive power that ravaged the tendons and veins in his body was forced out of his body.
After doing all this, Su Yu held the Burial Heaven Sword in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the hundreds of alien eighth-grade statues, with a high fighting spirit in his eyes.
It looks... not bad!
"Yu boy, what are you doing here, go back quickly!"
At this time
A voice of shock and anger sounded, and then an old man in a black robe quickly came to Su Yu, with a look of shock and anger on his face, and shouted: "Go back quickly, this is not a place you can come to!"
"This is a battlefield!"
Su Zhanyuan was furious, he stared at Su Yu and said: "Go back!"
Su Yu is the precious seed of the Su family.
If something happens here, not to mention his nephew Su Long, just the brothers above him will not let him go.
Facing his angry questioning, Su Yu didn't care much.
The violent aura on his body, which belonged to the peak of the seventh grade and between the early eighth grade, was released instantly, and the strong wind shook the low-level alien race below and flew backwards.
"You...are you going to break through the eighth grade?" Su Zhanyuan said in disbelief.
Su Yu nodded lightly, and then said seriously: "Fifth uncle, my Su family has never been afraid of the battlefield for thousands of years, not before, and even less in my generation!"
"So...I'm sorry that I can't obey you!"
He spoke in a very calm voice, but with an unconcealable stubbornness.
Su Zhanyuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.
"Whatever you want."
After saying that, he returned to the battlefield and fought with an eighth-grade late-stage and four eighth-grade middle-stage aliens.
Boom!
Although Su Yu's appearance here surprised many people.
But it was only a moment, and they stopped watching. Compared with Su Yu, the enemy in front of them was more difficult!
After Su Yu's burst of aura, Fang Ting and Li Li left, and he turned his eyes back to the battlefield. He was looking around.
For him, the enemy is not important.
What's important is...
Where to start!
After a moment, Su Yu's eyes suddenly fixed on a strange-looking eighth-grade alien.
That eighth-grade had something more than other aliens.
For example... big bull horns.
And the most important thing is that he has wings on his back!
This is the symbol of the descendants of the alien saint.
Seeing him, Su Yu's mouth curled up slightly: "It's you."
Descendant of the Holy Spirit?
Then let's see...what's so special about him.
...
Puff!
The big-horned alien tore an eighth-grade with one claw, and he said with disdain: "These blood foods are really weak."
"But..."
As he said, he suddenly licked his lips, and a heart was pierced by his claws.
He swallowed the heart into his stomach, and he showed an intoxicated look: "The taste of these blood foods is really wonderful, with rich blood, which is simply a tonic for my tribe."
Beside him, there were two ordinary aliens at the peak of the eighth grade. When they heard the words, they all said respectfully: "Master is right."
The big-horned alien swallowed a heart, and then looked around the battlefield to find the next prey.
Suddenly.
His eyes were fixed on Su Zhanyuan, and he said excitedly: "He has the breath of Su Zhantian!"
"I want to eat him!"
After that, the big-horned alien race decisively rushed towards Su Zhanyuan, and the bloodthirstiness in his eyes became more and more intense.
He had eaten a drop of holy blood when he was a child.
That was the blood of the holy god Su Zhantian from the Su family of the human race that his father had taken for him!
So he was very sensitive to and loved the blood of the Su family.
The big-horned alien race came behind Su Zhanyuan, raised his claws and stabbed Su Zhanyuan's back fiercely.
"Go to hell!"
Su Zhanyuan, who was fighting fiercely with five eighth-grade alien warriors, suddenly felt a chill coming from behind, and the breath of death was approaching him.
"Not good!"
Su Zhanyuan's face changed drastically. Just when he wanted to dodge, he was locked and surrounded by several eighth-grade warriors at the same time.
"Hahaha, this blood food is mine!" The big-horned alien race was very excited, and the speed of his hands increased a few points.
Piercing the air, the sound of sonic boom exploded in the eardrum.
At the critical moment.
The terrifying sword energy burst out, cutting off the claws of the big-horned alien!
"Get out!"
When the incident occurred, all the eight-grade aliens around were horrified and shouted: "Holy Son!"
"Come and protect the Holy Son!"
The aliens are different from the human race. Their descendants of the Holy God have a higher status than everyone else. Even if you are a true king, even if you step into the origin, you are not as noble as a Holy Son.
If the Holy Son dies here, all of them will die when they go back!
For a while, all the eight-grade aliens nearby gave up chasing the eight-grade human beings and came here to surround the big-horned alien.
"Ah! My claws!"
The big-horned alien saw that his claws and finger bones were cut off, and the mysterious power spreading on them actually wiped out the immortal matter in his body!
Suddenly, he became terrified and roared: "Kill! Everyone, kill him!"
"I want him to die!"
Hearing this, the eight-grade aliens all changed color, and then shouted: "Yes!"
In an instant.
Their figures disappeared on the spot, and dozens of eight-grade late-stage alien warriors summoned their golden bodies, and the pressure of Ling Tian burst out instantly, shaking away all the people around.
At this moment.
Even the eight-grade human warriors changed their faces.
Trouble!
Su Zhanyuan saw the eight-grade aliens surrounding him, and his face turned pale, all of them were in the eighth-grade late stage!
It's difficult!
Although there were more than a dozen aliens gathered here, the situation on their side was still not getting better. Everyone was dealing with at least two eight-grade aliens, and they had no time to fight!
"Yu boy, run away! Your second uncle is up there!" Su Zhanyuan shouted.
But facing his shouting, Su Yu remained indifferent.
"Fifth uncle, go down and rest. Leave this to me." Su Yu stood proudly in the void with his hands behind his back and a sword in one hand.
Facing the siege of more than ten late eighth-grade masters, he did not show any panic, but was unusually calm and peaceful!
Su Zhanyuan's face turned ugly when he heard this, and he scolded: "Get out of here quickly, they are late eighth-grade masters, not here to play house with you!"
This fool, can't tell the situation!
"Do it! Kill him for me!" The big-horned alien race was constantly swallowing natural treasures at this moment. Seeing that Su Yu was indifferent, he immediately roared.
Swish!
Hearing his order, dozens of eighth-grade masters moved instantly, and each of them attacked Su Yu with the power of suppressing space.
The space trembled, collapsed, and shattered again!
Without the ninth grade, the space cannot be broken for a long time. It is already extremely strong to be able to break it for one second.
"Damn it, you are going to kill me!" Su Zhanyuan's face was as ugly as shit, and he cursed, but the aura on his body was surging wildly.
There was a faint feeling of self-destruction.
He wanted to save Su Yu. He had no hope of reaching the ninth rank in this life, which was equivalent to a useless person. He could die, but Su Yu... he was still young, he couldn't die yet!
When Su Zhanyuan was about to rush up and use self-destruction to save Su Yu.
But he was stopped by Su Yu's words.
"Fifth uncle, you don't understand, this battle... is my opportunity to advance, they... are not enough to threaten me."
"You..." Su Zhanyuan was about to refute.
However, the next scene almost made his eyes pop out.
"I have a knife that can bury everything, bury the world, and bury all living beings. Since you beg me to bury you, then... I will fulfill your last wish."
The space was like a mirror, and under this gradually condensed pressure, it made a crisp sound.
Click.
"This knife... will bury the heaven and earth!"