"Why don't you want the holy relics of your Blood Destiny Sect?" Han Sen frowned and looked at Nan Litian and asked.

Hearing Han Sen's question, Nan Litian's face changed slightly, he looked at Han Sen carefully again, and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you Han Jingzhi's descendant?"

"Didn't I say it, my grandfather is not wrong to call Han Jingzhi, but he is not the one from the blue-blooded special forces. Han Sen said.

Nan Litian frowned and was silent when he heard this, as if he was thinking about something.

"Isn't it really Han Jingzhi's descendant?" Nan Litian thought for a while, then looked at Han Sen and muttered: "If it's really not his descendant, then why is there a holy relic, yes, if it's really his descendant, it is impossible to bring the holy relic with him." ”

"You haven't told me yet, why are only the people of the Han family want the holy relics of your Blood Life Sect?" Han Sen asked as he stared at Nan Litian.

"Since you are not a descendant of Han Jingzhi, this has nothing to do with you, but since you know my true identity, you can't let you live anymore. Nan Litian said, and with a movement of his mind, a dagger appeared out of thin air and stabbed towards Han Sen.

Han Sen was restrained by the stamen, and it was impossible to dodge now, and the only genetic nucleus on his body now was the Demon Heart Ring, the Crystal Egg, and the Sky Umbrella, so he had to summon the Sky Umbrella to resist the dagger.

The Umbrella opened to protect Han Sen's body, and the dagger pierced the surface of the umbrella, failing to pierce the umbrella, but it shook the umbrella to the side.

Nan Litian's mind moved again, and his green straight knife suddenly appeared out of thin air, turning into a green light and stabbing towards Han Sen's throat.

The umbrella didn't have time to come back, there was nothing to resist the dagger.

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Han Sen, Han Sen used the power of covering the sky with one hand to tear out the blossoms, but he couldn't tear them off at once, and he didn't even mean to break them. The grade of this big tree was too high, and Han Sen estimated that the lowest was also a genetic plant of the god blood level.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to stab his body, Han Sen couldn't care so much at this time, and directly opened the Super Emperor Spirit Body, wanting to try to see if the Super Emperor Spirit Body could break free from the stamen.

The blazing white brilliance permeated Han Sen's body, his pupils turned into a blazing white color, and his short black hair was also dyed white, growing rapidly in the blazing light, and in a moment, it had already turned into a long blazing white hair that hung down to the ground.

After transforming into a Super Emperor Spirit Body, Han Sen hadn't used his strength to break free from the stamens, but those stamens let go of Han Sen's body on their own.

Before Han Sen could dodge at all, those flower stamens actually stretched out, entangled the straight knife that stabbed Han Sen, and wrapped the straight knife inside, making it no longer able to fly, as if it was protecting Han Sen.

"What's going on?" Han Sen moved his body, and was very surprised that those stamens were completely hostile to him.

The stamens were entangled together, forming a disc that held Han Sen from below, instead of being tied up like just now.

Nan Litian's eyes widened, staring at Han Sen with an incredulous expression, the current picture was really beyond his imagination, a high-level genetic plant, it seemed that it was actually helping Han Sen, not just helping, it looked a little flattering.

"What's the matter with your breath, why do you have the breath of a strange spirit...... Wrong...... And the smell of alien creatures...... You're not human...... Who the hell are you?" Nan Litian looked at Han Sen in horror, Han Sen's current situation had surpassed his common sense, how could a human being possess the aura of alien spirits and alien creatures, this was really terrifying.

Han Sen looked at his Super Emperor Spirit Body, and sure enough, he felt that his aura was a little strange, this body seemed to not only possess the aura of an alien spirit, but also possess another side, just like Nan Litian said, similar to the aura of a certain alien creature.

It's just that there are so many types of alien creatures, and Han Sen can't tell what kind of alien creatures this is.

Han Sen suddenly thought of the question of the name Super Emperor Spirit, if it was just an alien spirit, it would be right to call it Emperor Spirit directly, even if it went further, it should also be called the Great Emperor Body.

The word super should be the usage of alien creatures, only super god creatures will use the word super, the name Super Emperor Spirit gave Han Sen a strange feeling at the beginning, and it was only now that Han Sen figured out that the original Super Emperor Spirit was not just an alien body, but also a physique of an alien creature.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that now your life is in my hands. Han Sen walked towards Nan Litian, who was tied up in the stamens.

He wanted to step over it, but as soon as he took a step, the stamens stretched out and coalesced into a disc that he could step on.

Han Sen took a step forward, and the other stamens condensed into new discs, like stairs, forming under Han Sen's feet, supporting him forward.

Han Sen was surprised in his heart, but he didn't have time to study these now, so he walked up to Nan Litian, stared at Nan Litian coldly and asked, "What is your identity in the Blood Fate Sect?"

Nan Litian's body burst out with a powerful body, but he couldn't break free at all, Nan Litian stared at Han Sen and said, "The inheritor of the Detachment Saint." ”

"Are you one of the Thirteen Saints?" Han Sen asked as he looked at Nan Litian with some disbelief.

Although Nan Litian was very strong, Han Sen always felt that he was missing something, and he didn't have the taste of a strong man like Tianzhu.

"I am only a inheritor, not a hater of saints. Nan Litian said coldly.

"Is there any difference?" Han Sen didn't understand the difference between the inheritor and the saint.

"Only the oldest and purest lineage is qualified to become a saint, and I am only a side branch of the bloodline. Nan Litian said.

Han Sen was about to ask something more, but suddenly heard a noise in the woods not far away, and when he turned his eyes, he saw the grass and branches swaying, and after a while, a red pony came out of the bushes, still carrying Bao'er on his back.

When he fought with Nan Litian before, the little red horse ran away with Bao'er on his back, but he didn't expect to chase him into the Zangzhen Valley and arrive here safely.

Han Sen was afraid that the bull's head buried deep under the tree would hurt them, so he hurriedly greeted them and landed in front of the little red horse.

"Dad. Bao'er suddenly happily threw herself into Han Sen's arms.

Han Sen hugged Bao'er, only to find that there was something hooked behind the little red horse's tail, which turned out to be a golden rope lock, and the black unicorn was still tied behind the rope lock.

Han Sen was overjoyed, he couldn't imagine that the little red horse actually dragged the tied unicorn over.

With a flick of the little red horse's tail, he let go of the golden dragon whisker lock, and the bound unicorn gasped for breath in its nose, perhaps because it was struggling too hard, the golden dragon whisker lock tightened more and more, and it had been strangled into its flesh and blood.