Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Mi even felt that he suspected that he was wrong!

The dignified Prince, the legendary prince consort of the Divine Kingdom, has just held the existence of the Great Ming Ceremony!

Although I have countless resources to practice, I choose these evil techniques???

Song Mi didn't believe it, nor could he believe it!

That is a perfect corpse-hiding realm!

Even if the other party is really Su Han, can he swallow the corpse-subduing realm in the late stage of the Yuansha Realm?

Aren't you afraid of being backfired?

"Swish!"

In other words, the moment Song Mi thought about these things, the sword light fell again.

And not once, but three times!

Bleeding every time!

Three more Qinglong Guards died at Su Han’s hands!

Two people in the early stage of the Corpse Realm and one in the middle stage of the Corpse Realm!

Killing them is easier than killing the perfect corpse realm of the previous one!

Song Mi stared at Su Han tightly and found that Su Han swallowed all the souls of the three Qinglong Guards as before!

"Are you not afraid of backlash?" Song Mi asked reflexively.

"It seems that Lord Song still doesn't understand."

Su Han's tone was filled with strong anger.

An inspiration flashed through Song Mi's mind.

He seemed to understand why Su Han said that it was because of those Qinglong Guards that Su Han regarded himself as his target!

Because... he wants to devour those Qinglong Guards!!!

"Bang!"

Song Mi slapped the chariot, and the chariot immediately retreated.

"Stop him!"

At the same time as he issued the order, Song Mi took out the sound transmission crystal again.

"He's here...he's here!!!"

He roared in his mouth for help, but Song Mi found in despair that the distance between the sound transmission crystal of this sound transmission crystal is not enough!

"Damn it!"

Song Mi roared in his heart, and his cultivation power exploded!

As he thought before—

He wants the soldiers around him to be his scapegoat!

"Swish swish swish swish swish..."

A large number of figures rushed towards Su Han.

Song Mi pulled the long whip in his hand hard, and found that he couldn't pull it at all, so he could only give up the long whip.

His figure quickly became illusory until it was translucent, and suddenly jumped off the chariot, hiding in the void, disappearing.

"You can't leave."

Su Han spoke calmly and waved his big hand around.

"Wow!!!"

The fiery red light instantly wrapped the place, leaving all the soldiers rushing towards him in a fiery red world.

The Original Field of Flame!

Zhurong's magic spear condensed, and Su Han waved it hard in front of him.

Only a sound of puffs kept coming, hundreds of soldiers could not avoid them, and were inserted into Zhurong's magic spear, forming a human skewer!

It was not until the huge power of the Zhurong magic gun led them to retreat beyond a very long distance that a loud bang came out.

Not only the hundreds of soldiers who were inserted, but also the other soldiers around him were implicated and died when the Zhurong magic spear was broken!

From the very beginning, Su Han did not hold back.

Almost all his methods have been developed, and he is fighting with his peak comprehensive combat power at this moment!

Even Song Mi dared to flee in a hurry, let alone these soldiers who were like ants?

After all, their cultivation level is too low!

So low that Su Han wanted to kill them, he didn't even have the chance to let them use the combined attack technique!

"Wow!!!!"

Above the void, countless fireballs rolled down, making the world look scarred.

Any army wrapped in it, even the Qinglong Guard in the corpse realm, can only be busy protecting itself. Where can I have time to attack Su Han?

And Su Han also disappeared, as if he had traveled out of this world of flames.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of a cage.

In this cage, a man wearing the national envoy's supervision costume was bombarding the cage wildly, with despair and madness on his face.

If it wasn't Song Mi, who would it be?

"Space cage..."

Song Mi looked at Su Han standing in front of him and completely threw Jing Zhong's orders behind him.

"The origin of fire attributes, the origin of space... If you are not the Prince, who will you be???"

"Mr. Song, why are you doing this?"

Su Han looked at Song Mi with a hint of joke in his eyes.

"I said you can't run away."

"Your Highness, please spare my life... Please spare my life!"

Song Mi was completely desperate: "For so many years, my subordinates have been serving the royal family. They are diligent and loyal! Even if they have no credit, there are still hard work!"

From this space cage, he could see that Su Han's comprehensive combat power was by no means comparable to him!

Even if you trap yourself so easily, how can you say you can escape in his hands?

The so-called body technique that Jing Zhong gave him was completely garbage in front of the space cage!

Look around the world.

What a body technique is not based on spatial attributes!

"Loyalty?"

Su Han narrowed his eyes: "Your loyalty is probably using the wrong place, right?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, as long as you let me go, Song Mi swears that I will only obey Your Highness the Crown Prince from now on! Even if you go up to the mountain of swords and seas of fire, you will definitely not let down Your Highness the Crown Prince's high expectations!" Song Mi roared.

He felt that the distance between himself and death was infinitely closer.

"You must have said this to the eighth prince, right?"

Su Han shook his head gently: "Let me let you go and serve me again... Let's see what value is it?"

Hearing this, Song Mi could almost conclude that the person in front of him was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

But what is the difference between this situation and the other party?

"Jing Zhong has guessed that it was me who did it, and even if I let you go, Jing Zhong will not leave you a way out."

Su Han suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Mi in the cage.

"If you really feel guilty, then just accept your fate and make some contributions to me!"

Song Mi's pupils contracted and immediately bombarded, trying to stop Su Han.

If this kind of "contribution" comes at the cost of his own soul being swallowed up.

Then he might as well give it a try!

"Sure enough, you still never repent."

Su Han sneered, and suddenly his palm spread out suddenly, with only one index finger pointing towards Song Mi.

"Certainly!"

As soon as the word fell, Song Mi's whole body was stiff!

He is a divine destiny, much better than Shan Yunxing and Pan Wenzong. Although this magic technique can stabilize him, it cannot hinder him from speaking.

certainly.

He is not the supreme, and he cannot follow the words and Dharma. It doesn’t matter whether he can speak or not.

"Puff!"

There is a sharp object that runs through Song Mi’s chest, causing Song Mi’s vitality to quickly lose.

He struggled to look down and found that the items that penetrated him were his long whip!

“Uh…no…”

Song Mi slowly raised her head, blood was overflowing from her mouth, and her expression was quickly pale.

"If you have the next life, you must remember that you must recognize your owner even if you are a dog!"

Su Han snorted coldly, and a long whip suddenly rolled up.
Chapter completed!