Chapter 1789 Thunder Dragon Ancestral God
It was a female alien with the upper body of a human and the lower body dragging a huge snake tail.
Lightning crackled around her, accompanied by a booming sound, and was rapidly approaching.
Su Xuan instantly sensed that her life force was at the level of a third-level god!
"Thunder Dragon Clan!"
Su Xuan's pupils shrank immediately; this was the territory ruled by the Thunder Dragon Clan.
Unauthorized trespassing into the territory of another race is a grave taboo for all races, and those outside of an allied race will often fight to the death.
"Friends of the human race!"
Just as Su Xuan was about to leave, the Thunder Dragon Clan spoke, their voice melodious.
Su Xuan paused, holding the Emperor's Sword upside down, and looked back.
The Thunder Dragon Clan stopped their movements tens of thousands of miles away.
“Friend, with your strength, you must hold a prominent position among the human race. There are few disputes between the human race and the Thunder Dragon Clan. Since you are here, why not visit our heartland?”
The Thunder Dragon Clan member smiled sweetly; if she were human, she would surely be extremely beautiful.
Su Xuan was slightly taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was just passing by and it would be inconvenient to disturb you."
The Thunder Dragon Clan member glanced subconsciously at the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, a strange look flashing in his eyes, before laughing.
"What disturbance? My Thunder Dragon Clan's Ancestral God is seeking your human race to discuss important matters. How about we go to the clan together?"
"No, the human race has important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now!"
Su Xuan did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble, and naturally he would not go to the heart of the alien race's territory alone just because of a few words from the alien race.
He turned to leave, but the Thunder Dragon Clan behind him suddenly twisted its snake tail and quickly followed.
Su Xuan sensed danger, turned around abruptly, and the Emperor Sword in his hand roared.
"Friends of the human race, please do not misunderstand. I have no choice. The ancestral god has ordered that you be invited to the clan."
The Thunder Dragon Clan member looked troubled: "Please, friend, don't put me in a difficult position?"
"Go back and tell your ancestral god that I will visit you another day; it is truly inconvenient today!"
Su Xuan frowned and spoke, then turned around again.
Just as he took a step, he heard her voice behind him again.
"Are you Su Xuan, a human?"
Su Xuan was jolted awake and quickly turned around, his eyes blazing with killing intent.
He was not well-known in the Ninth Domain, and only recently evolved into a monarch-level being.
In the First Great Domain, only humans should know his identity.
But at this moment, they happened to encounter a third-level god of the Thunder Dragon Clan.
Yet they could call him by his full name...
Almost instantly, Su Xuan guessed everything.
He never expected that Malone would actually give up... the Human Emperor's Sword, the imperial weapon of the human race, for the sake of him, this 'traitor of the human race'!
at this time……
boom!
boom! boom! boom!
Powerful auras erupted in the void, and then, in the darkness, streaks of lightning appeared!
Hundreds of Thunder Dragon Clan deities, forty of whom are at the fifth level!
Some even came carrying magical artifacts.
Su Xuan's expression changed drastically, realizing that the Thunder Dragon Clan probably already knew of his arrival.
The level three deities in front of him were merely distractions, allowing the other Thunder Dragon Clan members to encircle and annihilate him!
Just then, a mountain range called Thunder Mountain, as vast as a world, covered the endless void and came rapidly.
boom!
Su Xuan's mind was in an uproar, and the blood in his body instantly froze... Ancestral God level!
Unlike the ordinary Thunder Dragon Clan, the Thunder Swamp Mountain Range was faintly visible... In the endless Thunder Swamp, a majestic dragon was rapidly wriggling towards them.
With four claws and green scales covering its entire body, each dragon scale resembles a continent.
Two large bulges appeared on his head, as if he could transform into a thunder dragon at any moment!
"Descendants of the Thunder Dragon Clan!"
Memories from ancient times flooded Su Xuan's mind, and he recognized the identity of the being before him...
At this moment, the female Thunder Dragon Clan Level 3 deity who had been blocking his way was already walking away rapidly with a smile on her face.
boom!
Suddenly, the Human Emperor Sword in Su Xuan's hand erupted, and a terrifying sword shadow instantly enveloped her.
The figure of the Level 3 Thunder Dragon Clan was instantly split in two by the sword light.
At the same time, Su Xuan's feet had already taken a step, rapidly expanding and instantly covering tens of millions of miles.
boom!
A terrifying aura erupted ahead as a fifth-level god-level Thunder Dragon Clan member, wielding a divine artifact battle staff, slammed down towards Su Xuan's head.
"Human Su Xuan, leave behind the Emperor-level artifact, and you may leave!"
"kill!"
Su Xuan shouted.
In ancient times, he had already compromised too much; in this life, Su Xuan was unwilling to compromise any more.
Even if it meant certain death and the dissipation of his soul, he would rather not leave his Emperor's Sword in the hands of this alien race...
The multicolored rays of light instantly transformed into a towering sword shadow, cleaving through the thunderous swamp and landing on the divine weapon, the battle staff.
Rumble…
The power of the imperial artifact erupted, and the fifth-level divine-level Thunder Dragon Clan member suddenly lost his grip on the divine artifact that he had recognized as his master. His battle staff was directly sent flying by the Human Emperor Sword.
A flash of sword light, *thud*!
That level-five god was instantly split in two, its corpse turning into a rain of blood.
Su Xuan's figure flashed through the rain of blood.
At this moment, Zhao Yin's image reappeared in his mind.
"If I were the boss, how would I break this deadlock?"
"The only way is to kill!"
Ultimately, the memory of Zhao Yin in my mind remained the image of Zhao Yin with bloodshot eyes and surrounded by a murderous aura...
Su Xuan's eyes also turned blood red instantly.
"If the boss were here, even if we couldn't leave, we would make the Thunder Dragon Clan pay a heavy price!"
"cost?"
His bloodshot eyes looked at the divine weapon, the battle staff, which he had flung away and was now ownerless.
Su Xuan raised his hand, grabbed the object, and instantly put it away.
Then he ran away as fast as he could, stepping through the blood mist...
The short-haired boy had long since lost his armor; his snow-white skin was now being constantly eroded by the lightning, yet it was also rapidly recovering through its regenerative process…
Where are you going?
"Stop him!"
Within the void behind him, the voice of an Ancestral God, accompanied by the roar of thunder, was filled with rage.
No one expected that the legendary Emperor's Sword would possess such power.
Even more unexpectedly, Su Xuan, in this seemingly hopeless situation, still had the mind to seize the divine artifact...
At this moment, the ancestral god of the Thunder Dragon Clan felt his dignity being challenged.
The terrifying dragon body suddenly swung, reaching above the short-haired boy's head, where a huge dragon claw crashed down.
Even at this moment, Su Xuan's bloodshot eyes remained remarkably calm.
He had already imagined himself as his boss, Zhao Yin...
With explosive speed beneath his feet, Su Xuan abandoned his escape attempt, changed direction, and headed straight for the two fourth-level gods who were pursuing him from the side...
"Come on, come and kill me!" Su Xuan shouted.
At that moment, the dragon claw that was pressing down suddenly stopped and remained suspended in mid-air.
Thunder Dragon Ancestral God was also stunned. If this claw really suppressed, he didn't know if the human race would die, but those two fourth-level god-level descendants would definitely die under his claw.
While he hesitated, Su Xuan had already escaped the range of the dragon's claws.
"You old codger, my life is worth it to exchange for hundreds of gods of your Thunder Dragon Clan!"
