Xu Han, who had just slammed the divine monument, felt weak in his eyes, feeling the vigor coming from before him, his face was shocked, and the tyrannical spiritual power immediately wrapped around his body.
boom!
The terrifying air wave had already arrived, but the huge roar sound was just enough to reach Xu Han's ears.
Xu Han, who was flying backwards mixed with rubble, saw strong ripples sweeping across the ground below him, and the ground that had been turned into ruins during the battle was lifted up several meters deep.
Xu Han looked at the sacred stele that had been blasted on the ground, resisting the injury in his body, waved his right hand, and collected it into the spirit sea.
Perceptually, the spirit liquid in the lower spirit sea actually consumed as much as half a million zhang. In this calculation, with Xu Han's current strength and the upper spirit sea, he could only swing four blows.
But what Xu Han was worried about was the divine consciousness in the divine stele. At this moment, his expression was sluggish and his face was pale.
At most two strikes, with his current strength, Xu Han felt that he could only swing two strikes at most, otherwise the divine consciousness in the god monument would definitely not be able to bear it.
boom!
Under the attack of the terrifying air wave, Xu Han directly smashed into the forest 10,000 meters away. All the surrounding forests were razed to the ground, and the forest 10,000 meters away was also in ruins.
"Zhihao!" Xu Han stood up with difficulty, looked at the sweeping ground around him, and shouted.
The effect of a blow from the god monument was completely beyond Xu Han's expectation. He didn't expect to have such a power. Looking at the distant scene, it seemed that a huge pit of several thousand meters was formed.
"Xu Han! I'm here!" A vain shout rang out, and Yin Zhimao with a bewildered face walked out of the ruins in the distance, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes were full of shock.
Xu Han flew over and looked at Yin Zhiyu, who was covered in dust, and said anxiously, "Isn't it hurt?"
"Slightly hurt! How are you?" Yin Zhiyu looked at Xu Han who was pale, put away the shock in his heart, and asked softly.
"It's okay! It's too much consumption, look for Zhou Xiaopang quickly." Xu Han said indifferently, but looked around.
At the moment when the monument was blasted, Xu Han could see Zhou Xiaopang's face pale, and when the air wave swept through, he spewed out a few mouthfuls of blood, perhaps the injury was not superficial.
"Boss! I saw him land in the grass over there." Ziyu shot down from the sky, wrapped around Xu Han's shoulders, and said in a hurry.
The purple feather flying in the air, when the horror of the god monument appeared, immediately rushed into the air, but was not affected by the air wave, and now anxious Xu Han, but it was the first time to fly down.
Xu Han's expression was anxious, and his figure immediately rushed up, looking at the horrible scene at his feet, he had the first time he had a face-to-face understanding of the god monument in his heart.
It was just that it was simply smashed from the air, it was so terrifying, and the monument was only ten feet large, if it was the situation in the impression, it was not to directly smash the broken dragon cliff.
Except for the flying mud in the huge pit, the seventh son was not seen, but Xu Han and the others did not carefully investigate at all, and went straight to the place where Zhou Xiaopang fell.
"Zhou Xiaopang! Zhou Xiaopang!" Xu Han said anxiously as he looked at the scene in front of him. The forest swept through, only the flying gray soil remained.
Xu Han's spirit swept away, and a faint wave came from the mud in the distance. The two rushed over and lifted the gray mud. As expected, Zhou Xiaopang was buried in it.
Cough cough cough
Zhou Xiaopang stood up weakly, looked at Xu Han and Yin Zhiyu in front of him, his eyes were depressed, and he yelled in a low voice: "Boss! You almost killed me."
When the big formation was shattered, I happened to be in control of the big formation, and the damage he received completely bounced back on his body. The spirit sense was attacked, and then that tyrannical vigor, if not part of the war spirit, Strength, I'm afraid it must be seriously injured.
Although Zhou Xiaopang's face was pale, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with his expression.
"Haha??? Just fine!" Seeing Zhou Xiaopang's expression on his face, Xu Han felt relieved and said with joy.
After brushing the mud on his body, Zhou Xiaopang swept around and said anxiously: "Boss! Where is that guy? Is he dead?"
"I don't know, I didn't see his corpse." Looking around, Xu Han looked at the place where the monument was bombarded, and said in doubt, but then his figure flew up.
In the forest that was hit, only a tens of meters deep hole was left, but Qi Gongzi was not seen in it.
"Did it break into pieces?" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the surroundings with a trace of shock in his eyes, whispered in his mouth, but looked at Xu Han in shock with his eyes.
Zhou Xiaopang hadn't seen the specific style of the god monument just now, but the result of this is obviously the ancient monument. In the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the seventh son with such a strong defense was actually bombed into scum.
Xu Han stared at the surroundings tightly, with a little thought in his eyes, and suddenly turned to Zhou Xiaopang next to him, and whispered in his mouth: "Zhou Xiaopang, can you guess whether he is still alive?"
The god stele cannot be known to the rest of the warriors yet, at least not yet. Otherwise, it will be difficult to walk on the Lingyuanda 6 after leaving the Dragon Cliff. Maybe the exit of the Dragon Cliff has already gathered. There are many warriors.
Seeing Xu Han's dignified face, Yin Zhiyu and the two are also aware of the seriousness of the matter, after all, it is about the ancient boundary monument, and they are absolutely careless.
"Okay!" Zhou Xiaopang whispered softly without any hesitation at all.
With a frail face, Zhou Xiaopang waved his right hand and three rolling stones appeared in the air. Zhou Xiaopang muttered words, the stones floating in his palms kept spinning, and mysterious auras escaped from them.
Zhou Xiaopang, with a serious face, suddenly looked shocked, his eyes were full of incredible colors, his body turned, and he looked at the two Xu Han faintly on one side, but his eyes were looking around.
The tyrannical aura swept through, but there was no breath at all around him. Xu Han stretched out his right hand to stop Yin Zhiyu who wanted to talk, and whispered in his mouth: "Let's leave first!"
The two people standing by the hole looked at Xu Han who had left suddenly, and a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes, but they were also closely following him.
"Boss! The seventh son is not dead yet, why are you leaving now?" Zhou Xiaopang put away the stone in his hand, looked at the surrounding environment, and asked in doubt.
If it weren’t for the speculation just now, Zhou Xiaopang’s heart would also be unbelievable. With such a terrifying attack, Seventh Young Master was still alive, but the strange thing was that he did not feel his breath around him.
Facing the blow of the god monument, Seventh Young Master was immortal. It was already very surprising. At that time, it was impossible to escape.
A trace of solemnity passed through Xu Han's eyes, and he whispered in his mouth: "I have checked the surroundings of Dakeng several times, but there is no breath of him at all."
"Xu Han! Are you thinking
"Yin Zhiyu looked at Xu Han with a serious face, a bright color flashed across his eyes, and she couldn't help but whispered in her mouth.
"Yep!"
A ray of cold light flashed across his face. In such a scene, the seventh son must have been seriously injured, and he should have not left. Ten of them were hiding around, but there was no wave of fluctuations.
With the horrible fluctuations just now, there must be a warrior in the distance, and the seriously injured Seventh Young Master must be eager to leave here.
Xu Han and the three of them who rushed away, after rushing for several kilometers, were hidden in their bodies and quickly turned back.
"Boss! Will he really show up?" The scene in front of him was no different when Xu Han left, except for a messy jungle, no one else had anything.
A trace of confusion flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and he didn't know it, just staring at the scene in front of him tightly. After all, the warriors of Lihundao are really weird, and Xu Han is also guessing now.
"Xu Han! Look at that!" In the calm ruins, Yin Zhiyu suddenly pointed to a place of soil a hundred meters away from the big cave, and said in surprise.
In the gray mud, there was a cloud of black mist emerging from the ground, and then slowly forming a figure in the air, it was the seventh son who was hit.
At this moment, Seventh Young Master had changed to the original appearance, but he was covered in blood, his face was extremely pale, his breath was wilted, and he was obviously injured.
"Ahem
The ancient monument is so strong. "The seventh son stroked his chest with his right hand, looking at the surrounding scene, his eyes were full of heart palpitations, if it were not for the last moment, he used the method of escape from the remote soul island, now he must be dead on the spot.
"This little life is really hard!" Xu Han looked at the standing seventh son with a look of surprise, and shouted in a low voice. Just now, the air waves were so terrifying, I didn't expect the seventh son in the center to survive.
Xu Han and the three of them just wanted to run, but they saw that the seventh son standing far away was walking directly in Xu Han's direction, and their eyes were filled with surprise.
"This kid really knows how to choose the direction, we don't need to go there anymore." Zhou Xiaopang looked at the seventh son who was running in embarrassment in the distance, his eyes were happy, and he said with joy.
Yin Zhiyu's eyes were also full of joy. Seeing Qi Gongzi rushing forward, Xu Han and the others did not come forward, but they waited quietly in the forest.
"Unexpectedly, you are not going to die!" A quiet voice came from behind the Seventh Young Master who was able to step into the forest.
Xu Han's calm words stirred up a storm in Qi Gongzi's heart. He turned to look at Xu Han who appeared, with a face full of consternation, and said with a trembled in his mouth: "You??? Why are you still here?"
The number of escapes of the remote soul island warriors, not to mention the warriors of the same realm, even the warriors of the higher realm, may not be able to appear, but Xu Han was hidden in the surrounding area for a long time.
Seven sons, who was shocked in his heart, turned around and immediately fled to one side, but facing the fierce sword energy drawn from the air, I saw Yin Zhiwei standing proudly in the distance holding a sword.
Pouch!
The seriously injured Seventh Young Master couldn't dodge, and was chopped directly on his shoulders, and then hit Xu Han's feet.
The Seventh Young Master who just wanted to get up had a thundering sword tip against his neck. Xu Han looked at the panicked Seventh Young Master and said softly, "I don't know if you can still block my one right now. sword."
"Don't???"
Pouch!
The shouting of the seventh son came to an abrupt end, and the long sword in Xu Han's hand did not hesitate at all. It pierced straight down, and dark red blood spewed out along the sword.