boom!
A terrifying energy aftermath burst out from the space crack that had just been torn open.
The pressure he brought was so great that the eighth-rank commander beside him fell to the ground instantly.
Fortunately, Su Long was bearing most of the pressure, so the commander was not hurt and was merely blown away.
"Hahaha, Su Zhantian, you and Jiang Tianzheng want to stop us?"
"What a fool's dream!"
In the void, two figures flew backwards. Even the void could not withstand the fluctuations of the battle between several people.
The five ferocious foreign martial saints were about to take advantage of the situation and attack and injure the two men.
However, he saw a figure standing quietly outside the crack not far away. He walked in expressionlessly and appeared in front of Su Zhantian and the other man in a flash.
"Su Long! Have you become a saint?!"
When the five foreign martial saints saw him appear, their faces were filled with disbelief and astonishment.
"Where's your Martial Saint Tribulation?!"
They were extremely puzzled as to how Su Long could become a martial saint so quietly.
And the momentum is so stable.
You must know that after the eighth rank, every promotion to the next level requires one to go through a heavenly tribulation and accept the baptism of heaven and earth.
Cross over and become strong.
If you can't cross it, you will die.
As for the Heavenly Tribulation of the Martial Saint, it is even more terrifying. Almost every bolt of lightning can kill a ninth-grade being who has stepped out of the Origin Path.
But...why didn't they smell the scent of heavenly calamity?
Su Long glanced at the five alien martial saints without saying a word. Instead, he turned around and transferred his own immortal matter to the injured Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng.
With the immortal substance of the Human Emperor, the deep scars on the two men's chests that were visible to the bone gradually healed.
The pale complexion also began to improve.
Su Zhantian stood up and looked Su Long up and down, with surprise in his eyes: "You changed lanes?"
He is Su Long's father, so naturally he knows him better than anyone else.
In the past, Su Long followed the path of a benevolent general, and his combat power did not increase too much.
But at this moment, the original aura he felt from Su Long was not the way of a benevolent general, but a completely new way. This kind of origin made him want to take Su Long as the leader.
This is...about the origin of the human race?
Jiang Tianzheng was also watching from the side, his brows furrowed again and again.
"Imperial Way?" he asked in disbelief.
Su Long chuckled and nodded, and replied: "I am following the path of the Human Emperor, and I don't need to go through the tribulation."
There is nothing to hide about this matter.
Of course, only at the top level.
To become the Human Emperor, he only needs to develop the power of the human race. As long as the recognition of the human race and himself is higher, his original path will be strengthened at all times.
"hiss..."
Jiang Tianzheng and Su Zhantian looked at each other and both of them took a breath of cold air.
Walk out of the Human Emperor Road!
Isn't this what Ye Tao said before, that the human race...must have someone become the emperor, so that they can fight against the alien races!
I thought it would be possible only after dozens or even hundreds of years.
but...
Now Su Long suddenly changes to the way of the Human Emperor!
Su Long looked at the shock in their eyes and the desire to ask further questions, and couldn't help but said: "Dad, now is not the time to talk about this, let's solve the problem here first."
As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the five foreign martial saints who were ready to make a move.
Although the situation is now three against five.
But he was not panicked at all, because all the foreign martial saints who came were second-level martial saints, and none of them was higher than the third level.
He can handle it!
"Okay." Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng suppressed the doubts in their hearts and continued to assume fighting stances.
The promotion to Martial Saint is divided into nine stages, one to nine.
The distance between each section is measured in kilometers.
Su Zhantian and Jiang Tianzheng became saints thirty years ago, and now they are only second-level martial saints.
The cultivation method of the human race, from the first to the ninth level, as long as one has the resources, the understanding, and the courage to see blood and participate in battles, one can be promoted very quickly.
But after reaching the level of Martial Saint, one needs to explore the principles of cultivation on one's own.
So promotion is too slow.
"Humph! You have only just achieved the status of Martial Saint, and you dare to join the battle?"
"Are you looking for death?"
The five martial saints of foreign races grinned with fangs bared and fierce eyes.
Su Long didn't pay too much attention to it. Light came out from the storage ring, and then a gun emitting moonlight and wrapped in silver light was held in his hand.
Silver Moon Spear!
Before he set foot on the Origin Sword, Su Long was good at the spear!
It was only when he stepped into the origin and in order to be in line with the position of Martial Saint inherited by the Su family that he switched to sword skills.
Now, he has walked out of his own way.
His combat power peaks when he uses a gun!
A gun swept across the void, Su Long's gun tip pointed downward, bits of silver light condensed, the power of destruction mixed with the power of origin, and it actually showed signs of piercing the void.
"Who's here to die?" Su Long looked disdainful, holding the Silver Moon Spear.
He was the same back then!
Eighth level invincible!
Except... the demigod Ye Tao.
"How dare you!" A foreign martial saint with blood-colored bone wings on his back became furious when he saw how arrogant he was.
The blood-colored bone wings shook, and the body shot out at an extremely fast speed.
At a speed faster than a hundred times the speed of sound, in almost the blink of an eye, he was less than a kilometer away from Su Long.
Facing his charge, Su Long's eyes were sharp and he thrust the Silver Moon Spear forward.
prick!
A small hole was poked in the space, and the tip of the gun poked into the black hole, then appeared from the other side of the alien martial saint's head.
Feeling this extremely deadly attack, the body of this menacing Martial Saint sank instantly.
The tip of the Silver Moon Spear passed over his head.
"Second stage of origin!"
The Martial Saint with blood-colored bone wings dodged the attack in a panic, looking extremely grim, and uttered a few words through gritted teeth.
At the same time, I was greatly shocked.
Is Su Long really just at the initial stage of becoming a saint?
Once you become a saint, you will possess the combat power of the second origin!
"I actually let you escape." Su Long sighed with a little regret.
"I haven't used a gun for many years. It seems that my skills are a little rusty."
"But...you can't dodge this attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Long's figure standing in the original place instantly turned into an afterimage, and the whole person rushed out. The power of his shot caused the dark matter energy in the void to riot.
"Moon-watching shot!"
boom!
In the endless dark void, a crescent shadow rose up. The strong power of the moon, combined with the blessing of Su Long's original martial arts, actually made the void begin to become unstable.
"Not good!" The Bone Winged Martial Saint's face changed drastically, with a hint of horror in his eyes.
He is also a second-level martial saint, so why... his attack can give me the illusion of death!
At this moment, he didn't care about too much. He took out his weapon, burst out all his energy, and struggled to block the tip of the Silver Moon spear.
clang!
Sparks flew, the original power dissipated, and a turbulent current began to surge in the void.
Boom!
After only holding on for half a second, the weapon in the Bone Winged Martial Saint's hand was shattered, and the whole person was blown away for thousands of miles!
Do all this.
Su Long swept the Silver Moon Spear forward, and the turbulence in the void was smoothed out.
"Come on all of you." Su Long's expression was stern. For the first time in many years, this middle-aged man revealed his long-buried edge and domineering nature.
The remaining four Martial Saints stared at him.
"How did you become a saint? Wasn't the thunder tribulation a few days ago caused by you?"
They stared at Su Long's face, wanting to see what explanation he would give.
However, under their gaze, Su Long burst into laughter: "Who told you that I was the one who caused the Sainthood Thunder Tribulation?"
"If it's not you, then who else could it be?" The four saints of the alien race looked extremely ugly, and they had a vague sense of foreboding in their hearts.
The next second, a hearty and refreshing sound exploded throughout the void.
"The Sainthood Thunder Tribulation is mine. Do you have any objections?"