"Go!!!"
Seeing yet another person die, apart from Wang He, the other five Seventh Grade Divine Sea Realm experts did not dare to hesitate any longer and immediately turned and fled into the distance.
"I said, if I don't let you leave, none of you can leave!"
Su Han's words were calm as he stood not far from Wang He. Under Wang He's bulging eyes, Su Han extended his index finger, pointing five times in the void towards five directions.
The next moment—
"Crash, crash, crash, crash, crash!"
The Sword Light unfolded, tearing through five trajectories, with continuous explosive sounds echoing.
Su Han's figure didn't move, his left hand continuously clawed at the void, each Primordial Spirit was collected into his storage ring.
Wang He's breath, at this moment, completely ceased!
He clearly saw Su Han make five moves, and five Primordial Spirits were collected by him.
The appearance of these five Primordial Spirits... were precisely those who had just fled!
