Invincible Summoning of Tang Dynasty

   Chapter 1584 Suppression

   Hiss!

this moment.

  Wuma Aotian couldn't help taking a breath.

  What did he see?

  Miracles?

  Or his eyes are blurred?

  Han Xin is actually in front of him, stepping into the realm of a saint!

  And, looking at the power, it is definitely the sage's aura of the top of the sky!

   is far from being comparable to someone who has just been promoted to a saint.

   "Soldier seal, suppress!"

  However, after Han Xin officially set foot in the battle power of Saint Yizhong, he did not intend to talk too much nonsense with Wuma Aotian.

   Even with a loud roar, Bing Xian Shuai Yin wrapped in a strong holy power to suppress it.

  The majestic trend, there is a sense of reversal of mountains and rivers, heaven and earth eclipsed.

   "This, is this impossible?"

   "Such a powerful sacred power, it is almost close to the Saint Two Heaven."

"Do not!"

   "Help my ancestors!"

  At the critical moment, Wuma Aotian didn't care about the many things, and hurriedly crushed a piece of jade talisman.

   If nothing happens, the person that the jade talisman communicates with should be the old thing of the Wuma family.

   is also the last trump card, a saint realm that is likely to have been severely damaged exists.

  It’s just that, but I don’t know how many heavens that saint is.

  If it is more than double heaven, even if you have been severely injured, you can, once you choose to work hard.

  Han Xin knew that he would not feel well if he was afraid.

  Therefore, Han Xin is between the micro-microphones in his eyes, and his expression is very alert.

  As if there is only a slight accident.

  He has to act in general.

  Of course, if there is an accident, he will definitely do something.

  It’s just that how to move is not so easy to say.

  After all, no one knows whether Han Xin has any more cards.

  The strength of the ten-star outstanding person, even Li Chengqian, can't fully understand it!

   "Bastard stuff, stop!"

  Sure enough, the next moment, I saw an existence whose body was almost rotten.

   There was still a faint smell all over his body.

  It seems that the existence that has been dead soon, but it made a loud shout.

  The loud voice almost suppressed the entire sky!

  "Okay, very good, as expected to be the head of my Wuma family!"

   "You finally broke through the realm of saints."

   "With you, the old man can go with peace of mind."

   "In the future, the future of the Wuma Family will be yours."

   "Go, leave it to me!"

  I didn’t even see how the old thing moved. In an instant, there was blood lingering around the old thing.

   It looks like a secret method was used, and the bar was in front of Wuma Aotian.

  In the words, there is a sense of gratification and infinite vicissitudes of life.

   "Ancestor, you?"

   Wuma Aotian exclaimed.

  Soon the problem was discovered.

   But it turned out that my ancestors have already worked hard.

  Burned his own holy soul!

  Holy Soul!

  This is the most fundamental thing of a saint.

  As long as the holy soul is still there.

  Even if this saint is already in a state of exhaustion.

   can at least survive for tens of thousands of years!

  Yes, now, for him, his ancestor has already burned the holy soul. If nothing else, he knows that his ancestor is going to be over.

  Regardless of victory or defeat, his ancestors will definitely die after this battle!

  Look at the surrounding battlefield again.

   Wuma Aotian discovered sadly, perhaps, after this battle, the entire Wuma family will only be left alone.

  At that time, what about the Wuma family?

  Can he really rebuild the Wuma family and make the Wuma family regain its glory?

he does not know.

  He only knows that at this moment, his heart is extremely desperate.

  Desperate, he has lost his soul and does not know what to do.

   "What are you still doing?"

   "Don't leave soon?"

   "Remember, keep the green hills, and don’t worry about not having firewood!"

   "After all, you have become a saint, and in time, the old man believes that you will be able to go higher and farther than the old man."

   "By then, you will be able to repay the enmity of the Wuma family."

   "The Wuma Family will be more brilliant in your hands!"

   "Why are you still stunned? Let's go!"

  The last sentence, the ancestors of the Wuma family almost roared from the bottom of my heart.

   "Ancestor, ah!"

   Yang Tian shouted, blood and tears were flowing from the corner of Wuma Aotian's eyes.

  "Tsk tusk tusk!"

   "It's really a touching scene."

   "If it weren't for the marching war, I was shocked to hear such a touching story, this handsome, I can't say I have to leave a few tears."

  However, at this time, Han Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

  Yes, just sneer.

  Naked contempt!

  At the time, Han Xin was still worried.

   was thinking about how to deal with once the old stuff of the Wuma family is too strong and too scary after going crazy.

  Now, after this old thing desperately, Han Xin is completely not worried at all.

  Why?

   is very simple.

  Now, he has completely seen the strength of this old Wuma family.

  If the old thing hasn’t been injured, it should be the power of the saint’s peak.

   and his current strength should be half a catty.

  It’s just that, due to heavy injuries to the old things, under normal circumstances, it is even difficult to maintain the power of the Saint Realm.

  This meeting, through the burning of the holy soul, that is, barely reached the saint's first-level combat power.

  Slightly stronger than Wuma Aotian, who had just been promoted to the Saint Realm.

  Of course, it is also very limited.

  At least, in Han Xin's view, it's not very good.

  Paper tiger only.

  As long as he wants.

  He has absolute certainty that he can kill the ancestor of the Wuma Family in a single blow.

  As for Wuma Aotian, he can’t run either!

   These two people, he is dead today.

  "Soldier seal, suppress!"

   "Suppression!"

  Speaking, Han Xin increased the force and scope of suppression.

   Awesomely shrouded Wuma Aotian and his ancestors in the suppression range of Bing Xian Shuai Yin, making them unable to move.

"Do not!"

  Wuma proud of time, his eyes are full of despair!

  Just now he was counting on his ancestors to withstand it.

  He still has a chance.

  The Wuma Family also has a future.

  But now, he only felt that there was a Qingtian suppression on his shoulders.

   makes him immobile!

  As for his ancestor, he can already see it.

  The holy soul of his ancestor, justice is burning fiercely at an unimaginable speed.

  I’m afraid, if this continues, I’m afraid that within 30 breaths, my ancestor will be completely annihilated because the holy soul burns out.

"what!"

   "The old man is unwilling!"

   "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

  At the last moment, the ancestor of the Wuma family desperately mobilized the holy power in his body, he wanted to blew himself.

  He wants to die together!

  Since his Wuma family is over!

  He wanted to take Han Xin away before he died!

  So, it can be regarded as a cushion.

  It's a pity that Han Xin couldn't give him such a chance.

  (End of this chapter)