Eternal Sacred King Chapter 170: The devil gathers, the feast kicks off
At a position ten feet away from the blood pool, there was a monk with an inch head sitting cross-legged, and a dark and thick spear was inserted on the ground beside him, which was taller than Su Zimo.
This inch-head monk closed his eyes, breathed smoothly, his face was sharp, his upper body was naked, and every inch of his muscles shone with bronze luster, like molten steel, full of power.
This person is a hundred meters around, and there is no one, only the huge spear.
The moment Su Zimo saw this person, he felt a strong pressure!
That is a kind of violent and domineering to the extreme aura, coercion and wanton!
"This person is very strong!"
Su Zimo's heart was stunned.
Although there is an ancient forbidden spirit formation here, it can only rely on the strength of melee combat, but Su Zimo is not invincible.
His Secret Code of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness has only been cultivated to the Marrow-cutting chapter, and it is not yet complete. Even with the help of the Marrow-washing Sutra of the Taixu Lei Jue, the strength is only equivalent to the late foundation building.
The girl in the pink skirt set her eyes on the inch-head monk, frowning slightly.
Demon of the Overlord Palace, Pang Yue!
Pang Yue, called by many disciples of the Demon Sect as a lunatic in the Overlord’s Palace, acts arrogantly and domineeringly, and is extremely powerful. Only this person will be so entrusted and come by himself.
On the opposite side of the blood pond, stood more than a hundred monks, dressed in similar costumes, obviously from the same force.
The man headed by was dressed in a purple robe, his hands on his back, his eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to burst with psychedelic brilliance, which was confusing.
On the other side of the purple-robed monk, there are dozens of monks standing, the leading man is wearing a robe of red blood, his lips are tightly pressed, his eyes are extremely cold, and his face is expressionless.
Su Zimo's gaze swept away, and he probably saw that, excluding them, there are three forces here.
The inch-head monk himself, the purple-robed monk and more than a hundred people behind him, the blood-robed monk and dozens of people behind him.
Of course, there may be four forces.
If Su Zimo had expected it well, the ‘dead’ who had assassinated him twice before should not belong to these three forces, and if you count this person, you would be four forces.
If the ‘dead’ came here, using his disguise to hide, without revealing the killing intent, Su Zimo would not be able to find this person at all.
Su Zimo and the girl in the pink skirt appeared, and the reactions of the monks from the three forces are also worth pondering.
The inch-head monk remained motionless, without even opening his eyes.
The purple-robed monk looked at the girl in the pink skirt, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, showing a sneer.
The blood-robed monk looked indifferent and said nothing.
The common point of these three monks is that they all subconsciously ignored Su Zimo.
At this moment, in the fork of the road not far away, a group of monks walked out, the head of them dressed in black robes, it was the people of the Earth Shaman who had fought with Su Zimo before.
After the black robe monk saw Su Zimo, his pupils contracted slightly, and his murderous intent was fleeting.
Originally, the black robe monk brought more than 100 people, but in the short course of fighting against Su Zimo, he lost more than 20 people, and he almost died!
It didn’t take long for a few more people to show up. The leader was very handsome. With a folding fan in his hand, his face was like a crown jade, his eyes were like stars, his bearing was extraordinary, and he wore a white robe. A Yushu is facing the wind.
There is a smile on the corner of the person's mouth, and his eyes are soft.
Compared with the Cuntou monk, the purple robe monk, etc., this person is still normal, not like a wicked way.
Behind the white-robed man were four stunning women, each with a fairy appearance and a slender figure, but each beautiful with its own merits.
The man in the white robe turned his eyes, looked at the girl in the pink skirt, and said softly: "Yan'er, this place is so dangerous, come to me?"
"Hee hee."
The girl in the pink skirt laughed and said, "Shangguan Yu, let you down, you Yunyu Sect has an idiot, I killed it!"
"Oh."
The white-robed monk named Shangguan Yu didn’t seem surprised, and nodded, “Yan Fei, I thought he would die a long time ago, but I didn’t expect him to die so quickly. I thought he could follow you Came here."
"As a disciple of the Yunyu Sect, he made a mistake that should not have been made." said the girl in the pink skirt.
"Hehe."
Shangguan Yu smiled, and said: "He is an ordinary witch disciple, how can he be the opponent of the dignified witch girl, he died unjustly."
paused, Shangguan Yu glanced over Su Zimo, shook his folding fan, and asked seemingly, "Yan'er, who is this person?"
"He's the one who protects me." The girl in the pink skirt stepped forward, slung Su Zimo's arm, and said tiredly.
"Oh?"
Shangguan Yu smiled, and said quietly: "I can walk here, but I have some ability... It's a pity that he is going to die."
At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head and looked at the girl in the pink skirt next to him. A trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he calmly said: "A demon girl, you really are a member of the demon door."
"I don't want to hide it from you, but..."
The girl in the pink skirt was about to explain, she was interrupted by Su Zimo's voice: "I said before, if you see someone in the magic door, see one, kill one!"
噗噗嗤!
Someone couldn't help but laughed on the spot when they heard this sentence.
Where is this place?
Who are all around here?
This monk in the green shirt is really convulsed in his head, he dare to say such a thing!
hahahaha!
There was a burst of laughter around , even the Cuntou monk, who had always closed his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Su Zimo.
"Who is this person~ IndoMTL.com~ I am so funny."
"I don't know, Xu has a brain problem and started talking nonsense."
Almost everyone is laughing, but the black-robed monk of the Earth Shaman cannot laugh.
Shangguan Yu smiled and said: "Yan'er, this monk is a bit interesting, I am a little bit reluctant to kill him."
The girl in the pink skirt ignored others, just looked at Su Zimo and said aggrieved: "Big Brother Su, you promised me to protect me."
"Yes."
Su Zimo nodded, and in the next sentence, he almost vomited blood from the woman in the pink skirt.
"I regretted it." Su Zimo said blankly.
The girl in the pink skirt grinded her teeth and said: "Why are you so brazen? Don't forget, I can give you more than four hundred thousand spiritual stones!"
Su Zimo pointed to the monks around him, and said in a deep voice: "If I expected it to be right, here are the people in the magic gate, and the inheritance here is also the inheritance of your magic gate!"
"You brought me here without any good intentions. If I had not had some means, I would have ended up with Wu Xiangming and Yan Fei a long time ago! Four hundred thousand spiritual stones, I can protect you, but you want to buy My life is too cheap!"
At this moment, the girl in the pink skirt was surprised.
The two were very close, and she really felt Su Zimo's murderous intent.
The girl in the pink skirt was stiff and plunged into the ice cellar.
She knew that if he didn't deal with it correctly, this man in the green shirt would really kill her!
"You, you can't kill me."
The girl in the pink skirt said suddenly.
Su Zimo was silent, but looked at the girl in the pink skirt coldly, her palm already touching the handle of the Hanyue Sword.
The girl in the pink skirt stretched out her hand, slowly took off the veil on her face, revealing a bright and flawless face, and whispered: "My name is Ji Yaoyan."