Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 700

After a brief silence, the crowd was uproar!

The monks watching nearby also exclaimed!

"His! It's him!"

"Su Zimo? That **** Phoenix Island evil?"

"I heard that a while ago, he launched a beast tide and slaughtered an ancient city of Liuli Palace in the ancient battlefield. The entire army of Liuli Palace was overwhelmed, and only a few monks escaped!"

"what!"

My name is Su Zimo.

The cloud is light and windy.

There is nothing to swallow the mountains and rivers, all words are empty.

But it shocked the audience!

The three words of Su Zimo are the greatest momentum!

At least in this intermediate ancient battlefield, this name is more terrible than any super sect!

After hearing the name, Stuart Master and Nie Hao of the Yuanyuan Sect also looked slightly changed, their pupils contracted, and their expressions were dignified.

Leng Ming frowned, his eyes were cold.

If Su Zimo is called a "little character", I am afraid that others can only be called waste.

Even when originally looking up at the sky, Xu Cheng, who was outside the wind and thunder hall, slowly lowered his head, squinting his eyes, staring at Su Zimo, and there was a flash of thunder in his eyes!

"Su Zimo? Twin visions?"

There was a hint of play in Xu Cheng's eyes.

Originally, nine small fat men were surrounded by thousands of monks, with a weak momentum, and it seemed that the bones would be lost at any time.

But when Su Zimo started to speak, the aura formed around these nine people could actually compete with the thousands of monks and three major gates in the surrounding area, without falling into the wind!

In the ancient battlefield, Su Zimo's fierce name is second only to the Emperor!

"Brother, this is the little role you said. You have such a loud tone."

Seeing the momentum reversed, the fat man also relaxed and said with a smile.

The cold look was gloomy, and he ignored the little fat man, but turned to look at Su Zimo, holding his fist slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Su Dayou's name was heard early next day, and today, it really deserves its reputation."

Su Zimo's expression was indifferent, he didn't bother at all.

The killings in Lengming's heart appeared, but he laughed aloud on his face, and said again: "Su Daoyou, this is a battle between my tomb disciples. As long as you are willing to stand by and stay away, there will be rewards in the future!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo frowned and asked, "I want Huang Quantu, do you give me?"

"Hahahaha!"

This time it's the little fat man and others laughing.

Leng Ming took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, restrained his emotions, and laughed strongly: "Dao friends joked, Huang Quantu is the treasure of my tomb, I can't give it to you. Remove Huang Quantu, the treasure in this tomb You choose! "

"This won't work!"

Without waiting for Su Zimo to speak, Xu Cheng next stood up and interrupted him, saying coldly, "The Purple Electricity in the Tomb must be given to me!"

Su Zimo remained calm.

"There is a part of Lei Huang's heritage in the Wind Thunder Hall. Of course, the Wind Thunder Hall was not created by Lei Huang, but by the disciples of Lei Huang. This" Purple Electricity Jue "is an exercise method missing from the Wind Thunder Hall.

Lin Xuanji operated a method of transmitting sound into the dense, and the sound sounded in Su Zimo's mind.

Su Zimo nodded.

Xu Cheng looked at Su Zimo and others, and suddenly said, "Who's in this hand, as long as you hand it over, I can quit this battle!"

"Brother Xu, you ..."

As soon as Leng Ming's expression changed, Xu Cheng waved his hand and interrupted.

Xu Cheng said faintly: "I only need" Zidian Jue ", and I am not interested at all!"

Even if Lengmingchengfu was deep, his face at this time became extremely ugly.

The fat man sneered, "It turns out that this is the network of my brother. I've seen it, it's amazing."

"Did anyone surrender the Purple Electric Judgment?"

After a while, seeing that no one responded, Xu Cheng's eyes flashed with crackling thunder, killing the spirit!

Xu Chenghan chanted: "If no one handed it over, I can only think that someone has hidden the exercises I lost in the Wind and Thunder Palace, and be a master!"

"Purple Electricity" is in my hands, if you want ... "

Su Zimo said lightly, "Come here."

The simple two words, however, made the surrounding monks feel a burst of excitement and blood boiling.

"This is going to be tough!"

"The two Tianjiao confronted each other. I am afraid that there will be a shocking battle. Can it be said that the battle for the vision list will be staged in advance?"

Seeing this scene, Leng Ming was overjoyed.

This is really a secret.

If someone really shows weakness, surrender "Purple Electricity", the current situation, it is unknown who wins.

But now, Xu Cheng can only stand on his side!

Under these eyes, Xu Cheng knew that "Zidian Jue" was in the hands of Su Zimo, and Xu Cheng didn't even have a reason to retreat.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Xu Cheng repeatedly nodded, staring at Su Zimo, his eyes full of warfare, his breath continued to rise, and he slowly said, "Originally, I wanted to spare you once, wait until Vientiane City, and then fight with you, and compete!

"Now, since you're looking for death yourself, that's no surprise to me!"

A word is inconsistent, the sword is stretched out, and the battle is about to start!

"Hehe."

A joke came from outside the crowd.

"It's so lively, I want to come over to make up."

As this voice reminded me, monks from the corpse cult, the mixed Yuanzong, and the Wind Thunder Hall, as if they were avoiding the plague, hurriedly withdrew, giving way to a channel, lest they avoid it.

A team of monks came in slowly.

These monks, all dressed in blue robes, bear heads with hands, flirty, licking scarlet tongues, and walked in.

One of the five left roads, poison door!

Among the poisonous gates, every monk carried a variety of highly toxic substances, and when one of them was stained, it was easy to lose his life!

Seven poisonous doors, even more fierce.

No matter how deep your cultivation is, you will be dead if you hit the poisonous gate!

These poisonous monks only had more than a hundred people, but they made the monks in the corpse cult, the mixed Yuanzong, and the Wind Thunder Hall chaotic and evaded.

Xu Cheng looked at the headed youth, frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Du Ren, where are you standing?"

Lin Xuanji seemed to be thinking of something, and he whispered to Su Zimo, "I guess, it should come to you to seek revenge."

Su Zimo was no surprise.

Twenty years ago, on the primary ancient battlefield, because Xiao Ning was poisoned and almost died, he was furious and destroyed all the forces of the ancient gate in the ancient battlefield!

The monk calling ‘Duren’ touched his chin, knowingly asked, “Leng Mingdao, have you heard that you ’re in trouble?”

"Exactly." Leng Ming could not understand Du Ren's mind.

Du Ren smiled: "I can stand by your side, but for the treasures in the tomb, I want to share a cup!"

"it is good!"

Leng Ming was overjoyed and said quickly: "This is natural, as long as Daoyou chooses to help me, the treasure in the tomb is indispensable for Daoyou!"

Du Ren slowly turned his head to look at Su Zimo, his eyes resentful, and grinned, "Su Zimo, remember twenty years ago, you killed a poison monk called" Du Kai "in the ancient battlefield. What? "

"I'm his brother, I'll take your life today!"

Du Ren's smile, like the evil spirit in hell, shuddered.

Su Zimo looked calm, bleed directly from the storage bag and quenched the knife, nodded, and said, "Then you came just right, I killed all together!"

(End of this chapter)