Eternal Sacred King Chapter 652: The killing intent is soaring, and the sky is in chaos!

This scene shocked all the monks in the ancient city!

　　

　　 In exchange for the death of the four sealers, in exchange for a chance to kill Su Zimo, the price seems to be too great.

　　

　　 But I have to say, and this is the only way to guarantee everything!

　　

　　 Because even if the six sealers of the Liuli Palace work together, they may not be able to kill Su Zimo.

　　

　　 Now, the demon mirrors erected on the city walls in the four directions, southeast, northwest, activated with mana, have condensed a large formation against the demon race, completely suppressing Su Zimo in place, unable to move!

　　

　　 This kind of power is far beyond the power of the Golden Core Realm!

　　

　　 even if hundreds of pure-blooded beasts came, they had already been suppressed into a mass of blood!

　　

　　 In other words, if it was Su Zimo 20 years ago, he would definitely not last ten breaths!

　　

　　 "Hahahaha!"

　　

　　Ye Tiancheng’s arm was torn off by birth, he lost a lot of blood, his face was pale, but he still laughed up to the sky, gritted his teeth and said: "Su Zimo, why are you not arrogant? What about the eternal evil? Isn't it going to die in my Liuli? Under the square town of the palace!"

　　

　　 Su Zimo's expression is gloomy, and he doesn't say a word.

　　

　　 Wow!

　　

　　 The blood vessels in his body have been mobilized to the limit, and there is a dull sound of the ocean tide.

　　

　　 Heads are surging.

　　

　　 Countless cultivators formed a crowd, surrounding Su Zimo in the middle, circle after circle.

　　

　　All cultivators want to witness with their own eyes the moment when this eternal evildoer has fallen!

　　

　　Outside the crowd, a big man with yellow hair stood beside him, looking at the man in the blue shirt who was fixed in place in the middle of the ancient city. It was so darkened by a group of people."

　　

　　 "Although you suppressed me and forced me to become your mount, but your fate will soon pass, and our grievances will be wiped out."

　　

　　The yellow-haired man is just a golden lion in human form.

　　

　　 The golden lion sighed, turned and left, ready to take advantage of the chaos to escape from the city.

　　

　　 In a corner not far away, a small flaming red fox crouched there, shaking his big furry tail, holding a pair of small paws, looking anxious.

　　

　　 Those black jewel-like eyes, blinking and blinking, looked at the man in the blue shirt in the crowd, gradually covering a layer of mist.

　　

　　 a little later, the little fox raised his head, sucked his nose, wiped away the teardrops from his eyes, and looked at the demon mirror erected on the wall, emitting a terrifying beam of light, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

　　

　　嗖!

　　

　　 A red light plunged into the darkness, and the little fox disappeared.

　　

　　 in the crowd.

　　

　　 Tang Shiyun seemed to have lost her soul, crowded by countless cultivators, and pushed forward.

　　

　　 In the past two days, for her, there have been too many changes.

　　

　　 There are more than a hundred monks from Nandou faction, and now she is the only one left.

　　

　　 She was regarded as a benefactor, and even the monk who had a good heart for it, turned out to be a demon tribe who was spurned by thousands of people.

　　

　　 Tang Shiyun stared at the front in a daze.

　　

　　Among ten thousand people, the man in the blue shirt who is still struggling to support, is like a beast that has lost his minions, so pitiful, so sad.

　　

　　 Tang Shiyun even wanted to shout.

　　

　　 Even if he was a monster, he saved my life!

　　

　　 But what can I do?

　　

　　 She can't change the situation at all.

　　

　　This man in a green shirt will inevitably die after all.

　　

　　 Even before dying, I’m afraid I will suffer an unimaginable humiliation!

　　

　　 Every cultivator around is so excited, shouting loudly.

　　

　　 "Kill him!"

　　

　　"Drink its blood, eat its meat!"

　　

　　 The eyes of these cultivators are so terrible, I can’t wait for Su Zimo to devour it!

　　

　　 "It’s all my fault."

　　

　　 "If it weren't for my suggestion, he wouldn't come here at all, and naturally he would not meet Liuli Palace."

　　

　　 Tang Shiyun looks painful.

　　

　　 inadvertently.

　　

　　 The gazes of her and Su Zimo met in mid-air.

　　

　　 For an instant, Tang Shiyun burst into tears, shook her head, and kept saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

　　

　　 It’s just that, compared with her voice and the shouts of the surroundings, it was nothing at all, and it was instantly overwhelmed.

　　

　　 At this moment, Tang Shiyun saw a smile.

　　

　　 In such a situation, the man in the blue shirt actually smiled at her, seeming to comfort her!

　　

　　 Tang Shiyun burst into tears.

　　

　　……

　　

　　Su Zimo retracted his gaze.

　　

　　, Tang Shiyun is not to blame for this incident.

　　

　　 Even if there is no Tang Shiyun, he will definitely come!

　　

　　Because he said that Liuli Palace must pay the blood debts!

　　

　　 The crowds not far away stepped aside, and a passage emerged. Ye Tiancheng clutched the wound on his severed arm with his left hand, his expression was cold, and he paced.

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng came and stood still in front of Su Zimo, his eyes were resentful, mocking, and condescending indifference, with a gloomy smile.

　　

　　Su Zimo pursed his lips.

　　

　　 At this distance, if it were to change to a normal situation, he had a hundred ways to kill Ye Tiancheng on the spot, not even more than one breath!

　　

　　 It's just that he is now suppressed by the power of the Sifang Demon Squad, and he can't even raise his arm.

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng stretched out his palm and pressed it down.

　　

　　The crowd gradually calmed down.

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng stared at Su Zimo and said with a smile: "Beast, your golden core has been abandoned, and the inner core has been banned. Now you are the fish, let me kill!"

　　

　　"If you break my arm, I will break your hands and feet!"

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng's palm was patted on the storage bag, and a long knife was pinched in his palm.

　　

　　 Spiritual power injection.

　　

　　 The body of the sword shook violently, flashing with five spiritual patterns.

　　

　　 Perfect Spirit Tool!

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng dragged a long knife, so he looked at Su Zimo in his spare time, not in a hurry.

　　

　　 He enjoys this feeling very much.

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng walked around Su Zimo in a circle, looking up and down, shaking Su Zimo's body a few times, making gestures, pretending to ponder: "Well...Where do I start?"

　　

　　 "Friend Daoist Ye, it's better to let some blood go first and divide it up with everyone!"

　　

　　 "Not bad! This enchanting blood must be delicious!"

　　

　　 In the crowd, many cultivators are making fun of it.

　　

　　 "Okay, just listen to you."

　　

　　 Ye Tiancheng is in a good mood.

　　

　　 At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head and looked around. Due to the tremendous pressure, there was a creak of bones around his neck.

　　

　　 Su Zimo's eyes were sharp, grinning, showing a row of white teeth, and quietly said: "I'll give you another chance. This is my grievance with the Liuli Palace. If you don't care, please get out of here!" /

　　

　　"Damn~IndoMTL.com~The demon of death, dare to be arrogant!"

　　

　　 "It's really hard-mouthed!"

　　

　　 "If you want me to say, smash his mouth first!"

　　

　　Many monks sneered or mocked.

　　

　　"Hehehehehehe!"

　　

　　 Su Zimo lowered his head, and there was a terrifying laughter in his mouth. The killing intent in his eyes became heavier and heavier, almost turning into substance, and it was about to burst out!

　　

　　 Above the sky, many stars are completely chaotic, and the stars are flickering and flickering.

　　

　　 Killing intent is soaring, and the sky is in chaos!

　　

　　 Outside the crowd, the only remaining sealer in the Liuli Palace stepped into the air, feeling a little bit, and subconsciously looking up, frowned.

　　

　　 Although he doesn't know much about the astrology, he also knows that such a messy astrology must happen, and it is a big evil omen! )Download the free reader!!