Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 782: Resurgence

So far, Su Zimo's power of Nedan has been exhausted.

The dragon scales on his body gradually faded away, and with countless gazes, he returned to his original appearance, his hair fluttered, his eyes clear, like a handsome scholar.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have imagined that the height of ten feet is like the huge body of an ancient demon, the dragon full of dragon scales, majestic eyes, and the presence of minions are actually the handsome scholar in front of him.

Who could imagine that this terrible catastrophe was almost solved by this seemingly weak scholar.

Turn the tide into the downturn, Fu building will fall!

This is the top of the vision list!

This war had a great impact on these monks who survived.

Not only the cultivation, but also the influence on the state of mind, it has also changed many monks' understanding of the wasteland, the cultivation world, and the peoples.

Many monks really realized how far they were from the nine gangsters.

Although they are at the same level, in the presence of the Protoss and Rakshas, ​​they have no resistance!

Su Zimo's body shook, and there was a feeling of weakness in his body. He just felt dry and dizzy, dizzy, and showed deep fatigue on his face.

"My son!"

At about the same time, the two figures ran out and shouted.

It was Nianqi and the little fox.

Su Zimo smiled and said softly, "I'm fine."

"My son, all blame me."

Nian Qi showed guilt, pursed her lips, and said, "If it wasn't for me ..."

"Not because of you, this battle is also inevitable."

Su Zimo interrupted Nianqi's words.

Lin Xuanji, the fat man and others also gathered around.

"Brother Su, thank you very much this time!"

Lin Xuanji rarely put away his careless attitude, with a solemn expression, and deeply worshiped Su Zimo.

"There's no need to say that between us."

Su Zimo rubbed Xia Lin's chest and laughed softly.

At the beginning, in the Valley of the Dragon Skeletons, if there was no Lin Xuanji, Su Zimo would have been dead.

Later, the mysterious old man who shot in Da Zhou Wang Cheng, Su Zimo suspected that it was also related to Lin Xuanji, perhaps the strong man in Xuanji Palace!

Xiao Ning's eyes were red and swollen, apparently just crying, and handed over a few tablets of Ling Dan, watching Su Zi ink clothes go down, only a little slower.

The fat man's eyes turned and he said, "Boss, I'll collect the babies and help you get them."

After this earth-shattering battle, the blood of Vientiane City flowed into the river, the bones were everywhere.

But in this blood river, under this corpse, there are countless treasures!

Among them, the most important is Xuanci Mountain, one of the seven ancient treasures!

Most of these treasures have now become the ownerless things. The little fat man was worried about being touched by other people's muddy water, so he took the initiative to help Su Zimo gather.

Su Zimo groaned: "Bring the storage bags of the Protoss and Rakshas, ​​and the Xuanci Mountain. The storage bags of other monks do not need to be collected. Let the monks who are still alive in their respective gates take them back. . "

Su Zimo held the storage bags of the Protoss and Rakshas in peace.

However, Su Zimo did not want to move their things when more than 50,000 practitioners fell here.

Seeing this, Yu Jun Zhenjun nodded secretly.

Anyway, this mindset alone has surpassed too many people.

The fat man helped collect the treasures such as bronze Fang Ding, and returned them to Su Zimo's hands.

"Hehehehe."

Just then, a chuckle came not far away.

A monk stepped on the wind and thunder at his feet, and the speed was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, he came near, stepped into the air, and looked down at the people below.

"Tawny!"

Falling Snow Zhenjun frowned.

The comer is Tianming Zhenjun, the Wind and Thunder Hall, who fled from Vientiane City and returned!

Tianming Zhenjun looked around, his eyes fell on Su Zimo's body and paused, scanning the storage bag around his waist, and a greedy flashed in his eyes.

Su Zimo bowed his head slightly, calmly.

Seeing the return of Tianming Zhenjun, the three of Yujun Zhenjun sank in their hearts.

At this point, Su Zimo was exhausted.

Although the panacea has just been taken, it is impossible to absorb the medicine in a short time.

Yeling has left, hunting down the remaining Rakshas.

The three of them were not healed seriously, and their movements were slightly larger. The wounds on their bodies would crack and they could not fight.

The rest of the monks were also real people of Jindan, almost everyone was injured.

If Tianming Zhenjun is misbehaving, no one can stop him!

With no expression, Yu Jun Zhenjun asked lightly, "Tianming, now that you have run away, what are you going to do back?"

When the Raksha clan struck, Raksha commanded and killed Tianming Zhenjun. It was the three of them who shot in time to save Tianming Zhenjun's life.

Unexpectedly, Tianming Zhenjun put the three in danger and fled after turning around.

In the hearts of the three, they really hate it!

If it were not for a serious injury, the situation is compelling, and with the temper of Luo Xuezhen, maybe he has already fought!

"Yujun Daoyou, what is this saying?"

Tianming Zhenjun smiled slightly and said, "I left Vientiane City at the time, I meant to sacrifice myself to lead the Rakshasa leader. Who would have thought that he hadn't chased him."

"After I realized it, I hurried back and wanted to fight the Raksha tribe. Hey, it looks like it's still one step behind."

These words are full of loopholes, not to mention the three Yuanying Zhenjun, even children will not believe it.

Even many monks in the Wind and Thunder Hall felt a little hot on their faces.

"Shameless man!"

Luo Xue Zhenjun couldn't bear it, and yelled.

"Humph!"

Tianming Zhenjun said quietly: "Falling snow, you need to pay attention to your words! In your current state, it's easy for me to kill you, so don't provoke me!"

Luo Xue Zhenjun stood up sternly, disregarding the wounds on his body, and the brilliance of the eyebrows was compelling, and he cried loudly: "Tianming, you are a timid rat, and in front of the Raksha clan, you are like a bereavement dog. A face is arrogant in front of me! "

Tianming Zhenjun's face sank, his eyes flickered, and he paused for a long time on the falling snow Zhenjun before slowly recovering, suppressing the murder in his heart.

He has more important things now, and he shouldn't entangle too much with others!

Tianming Zhenjun said faintly: "I miss you as a man in the drifting snow valley, a female stream, I will spare you for the time being. I am back here, and there is something else."

After saying this, Tian Mingzhen's eyes turned and fell directly on Su Zimo's body!

"Junior, give me your storage bag and I will spare you."

Tianming Zhenjun was expressionless and cold.

The crowd suddenly calmed down.

Many monks don't show their faces, but dare not speak up.

"Tianming, what do you mean?"

Yu Jun Zhenjun forced the anger in her heart, and she cried, "This catastrophe was completely resolved by Su Zimo. You are now going to fall down?"

"It's heavy."

Tianming Zhenjun said: "In this hand, I have the mystery of Purple Wind, which is the mystery of the Wind and Thunder Palace, and I retract the non-mystery of the gate.

"Since it's going to take back the" Zidianjue ", why do you want his storage bag?" Asked the guide monk.

Tianming Zhenjun grinned and said, "Who knows what's in his storage bag. Maybe there are other treasures of the Wind and Thunder Palace in addition to" Purple Electricity ". I just checked it and recovered it.

This is almost a grab!

"It was obvious that he was robbing while he was on fire, and he was arrogant, so shameless!"

The fat man couldn't bear it anymore and sweared.

Everyone in Lin Xuanji was angry.

(End of this chapter)