Eternal Sacred King Chapter 147: Re-enter the spirit mine
The golden silk armor on Su Zimo's body has long been seen by everyone, but they didn't take it to heart.
There is no spirit pattern on the golden silk armor, but it is a pseudo-spirit weapon.
Now, when the grey-robed monk saw Su Zimo suddenly tore off the golden silk armor and threw it on the ground, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand the meaning behind this move.
The next moment, the pupils of the grey-robed monk shrank violently, changing their color in amazement.
Su Zimo ripped off the golden silk armor, as if he had changed, he suddenly rushed forward, swung the Cold Moon Knife, and flew the many flying swords pierced from the surrounding area, and galloped towards the grey-robed monk.
is too fast!
is even twice as fast as before!
A black shadow passed by, like a ghost, almost in the blink of an eye, Su Zimo rushed to the front of the gray-robed monk, murderous, flipped his palm, and patted it on the gray-robed monk's head.
Snap!
The gray-robed monk's head exploded, and the whole person fell straight back, until he died, he didn't understand what had happened.
The golden silk armor is just the broken innate spiritual weapon Xuanjin silk armor.
wearing black gold silk armor is equivalent to carrying ten thousand catties on his back, so Su Zimo has never shown his true strength.
Now that the burden on his body has faded, Su Zimo's whole body is too relaxed, and the speed has skyrocketed. The gray-robed monk was caught off guard and was killed on the spot!
When the other nine mid-foundation cultivators wanted to launch an offensive again, Xiaohe had already taken this opportunity to land on the ground, lifted up the little fat man, Lengrou, and Linghu, and flew away.
One person and one crane work together seamlessly.
In the blink of an eye, the only people living on the ground are Su Zimo and the nine mid-foundation monks.
The faces of the nine people were pale, and they looked at Su Zimo, who was approaching step by step, with panic in their eyes.
Before this, the nine people couldn't think that the more than 30 foundation-building cultivators of them would be killed by a nine-tiered Qi Practitioner!
唰!
Su Zimo's figure disappeared in place, and a series of afterimages emerged.
In the light of the knife, accompanied by blood.
In a blink of an eye, three people died again.
Two of them took their swords into the air and wanted to leave, Su Zimo squatted slightly, and with a bang, two deep pits appeared on the ground!
Su Zimo jumped upwards, the last hair came first, his figure was still in the air, and the two foundation-building cultivators were cut down!
there are four left.
Su Zimo shook the two flying swords that were pierced, sprinted forward, slammed into one's arms, and instantly exerted force.
This person’s eyes were protruding and bloodshot, and the entire chest was sunken inward, and there was a sound of bone cracking in his body. When he collapsed on the ground, he was already dead.
Su Zimo had already left, after catching up with the other person, the blade flashed again.
There are two people left!
Realizing that they could not escape Su Zimo's pursuit, the two turned around and galloped into the mouth of the spirit mine.
Su Zimo chased after him.
Seeing that the two of them were about to escape into the cave, Su Zimo's feet shook, there was a thud, and the ground trembled.
The person behind was already frightened, his feet were soft, and he staggered to the ground.
Another person has escaped into the cave and disappeared.
"No, no, not **** things, these are not my ideas, it is him, he..." The foundation building monk lying on the ground was pale, his voice trembled, and he explained incoherently. .
"Who is he?"
Su Zimo's eyes are piercing, and he asks.
"I don't know."
This person shook his head, but subconsciously looked at the mouth of the spirit mine, a touch of fear passed deep in his eyes.
Su Zimo pondered a little, and continued to ask: "The people in Linfeng City were killed by those in the cave, right."
"Yes." The foundation builder nodded quickly.
"What is his cultivation base?"
"I..."
Just as the foundation-building monk was about to speak, his face suddenly changed, and a green spot appeared, and he suddenly smiled strangely at Su Zimo.
Seeing this smile, Su Zimo's hair on his body stood up.
Su Zimo didn't even think about it, so he immediately retreated back!
bang!
there was a muffled noise.
A person who was still alive just now suddenly exploded in front of Su Zimo's eyes, blood and flesh splashed, and a faint green ball of light floated into the mouth of the spirit mine.
At this moment, Xiao Tsuru saw that the battle on the ground had ended, and he carried Leng Rou and two people down from the sky.
"Brother Su, are you okay."
"Brother, are you okay?"
Almost at the same time, the cold and gentle little fat man asked.
A trace of panic flashed in Lengrou's eyes, and it returned to normal in an instant.
"I'm fine."
Su Zimo shook his head and replied, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.
After for a while, Su Zimo stroked Xiaohe’s head and said, “Silly bird, you should go back to the sect first. That’s great."
"Hey!"
Xiaohe called out, urging Su Zimo to come up quickly and leave the place together.
"You go first, I'll go back in a while." Su Zimo shook his head and refused.
"Brother, you won't go to the spirit mine again, are you?" The little fat man asked in disbelief, staring at his eyes.
Su Zimoran silently.
The cold and gentle little fat man glanced at each other, and he could see the solemnity in his eyes.
"Brother Su, let's go back together."
said coldly: "The characters in the mouth of the spirit mine may have a lot of background, their strength is unknown, and the methods are so weird and evil, we don't have to take this risk. This spirit mine, even let him."
"Yes!"
Little Fatty also said: "Besides, we have already sent the message to the Zongmen, and the Zongmen seniors will arrive soon. It is not certain who this spirit mine belongs to. Brother, you don't need to take personal risks. "
"I have to go in and see."
Su Zimo's eyes were firm, and he said solemnly: "This is a middle-grade spirit mine. This person should not be a real Jindan~ IndoMTL.com~ If he is still a foundation-building monk, with my strength, even if he is invincible, he This person can't keep me if he can retreat all over his body."
There are some words, Su Zimo did not explain to Little Fatty and Leng Rou.
When he saw the Linfeng City tragedy, Su Zimo first thought of King Yan City, his eldest brother Su Hong.
Facing this kind of power, mortals really have no resistance and can only be slaughtered.
This person came to Linfeng City the day before yesterday, and all the creatures in the ancient city are not spared. If one day, he goes to King Yan City, I am afraid that the big brother and others will also suffer bad luck and die!
This is the last chance. When the senior sect sect arrives, this person may have already left.
Su Zimo is worried that if this person is let go today, one day in the future, he will regret it.
What's more, there must be an explanation for the lives of these hundreds of thousands of people in Linfeng City!
"Brother, I..."
As soon as the little fat man was about to speak, he was interrupted by Su Zimo: "You have injuries on your body, you don't need to go in with me."
said softly, "Then we will wait for you outside."
"One hour."
Su Zimo thought for a while, and said: "If I haven't come out for an hour, you should leave this place as soon as possible."
paused, Su Zimo said to Xiaohe again: "Silly bird, you take everyone away. If you see a stranger coming out of the cave, leave immediately, don’t look back!"
Xiaohe nodded quickly, his wings flashing, his eyes filled with worry.
Su Zimo picked up his flying sword from the ground, and threw the mysterious golden silk armor into the storage bag, pretending to smile and said: "So many storage bags, please collect them quickly and return to the Zong Let's secretly divide the door!"
While talking, Su Zimo walked into the entrance of the spirit mine and disappeared into the deep and dark mine...