Eternal Sacred King Chapter 143: Medium grade spirit mine


  噗!

   There was a crisp sound, and blood flashed.

   Lu Yangrong just turned around, his head was pierced by a flying sword, and the corpse was on the spot!

   Feijian kept going on castration, and continued to stab the next few people. Su Zimo was the first to bear the brunt.

   Su Zimo’s spiritual consciousness had already warned, and immediately drew out the Hanyue Sword, slashed backhand, slashed heavily on the oncoming flying sword, and smashed it down.

  The speed of this sword is too fast, obviously it is not a gas trainer!

   If Su Zimo wants to use the flying sword to resist, he has to sacrifice the sword formation, but it takes a little longer to deploy the sword formation, which is unable to cope with the sudden situation in front of him.

   Lu Yangrong's blood splashed Su Zimo and Guan Jin together.

  Except for Su Zimo, the remaining three people were all stunned on the spot, with horror in their eyes.

   Even with a cold and gentle mind, his expression is a bit flustered at this time.

   Everyone couldn't imagine that the person who was smiling and talking to everyone just now became a corpse!

  唰! Huh!

   Two more sword lights flashed, the targets were Su Zimo and Guan Jin.

   and Guan Jin was silly on the spot at this time, and the talisman in his palm was not crushed for the first time.

  Su Zimo reached out his palm, pulled it behind him, and uttered a low voice: "Quick rewind!"

   Dang! when!

   Su Zimo backhanded twice, shaking down the two flying swords again.

   The power of these two swords is not small, and the person who shoots is at least in the early stage of foundation building!

  The situation has changed, and Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin's previous speculations have all been invalidated.

   In this spirit mine, there are at least three foundation-building cultivators, and these three don’t care about the ethereal peaks at all, and their moves are killer moves, no mercy!

   Until this time, Guan Jinsan reacted.

   Guan Jin smashed the amulet urn for the first time, and a light curtain shrouded it, following Leng Rou and the little fat man, they quickly withdrew to the outside.

   There was a sound of piercing clothes in the depths of the cave. Listening to the sound, there were a lot of people!

The people inside    saw that Feijian was unable to kill Su Zimo and others, they had already chased them.

   Su Zimo withdrew while drawing out a **** big bow.

   Long before the Five Peaks Competition, Su Zimo had already made the Hanyue Knife and the Blood Crystal Bow into low-grade spirit weapons.

   In a blink of an eye, three sharp arrows have been wound.

  咻! call out! call out!

   Three cold rays of light sank into the darkness at the entrance of the cave, and the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded.

   "Ah! Ah!"

   Two screams came, and another sharp arrow was blocked.

   "Be careful, everyone!"

   Deep in the hole, someone said something.

   In this small hole, there is not much room for the monks to dodge, and Su Zimo's bow and arrows caused a lot of damage.

   ran with all their strength, and within a short while, Su Zimo and the others saw the sky again.

   came outside, and several people were shocked.

   I only saw the group of blood-eyed crows flying above everyone's heads. At this time, they were attacking the cranes and spirit tigers, constantly biting.

   Xiaohe is a spirit demon after all. Under the siege of the blood-eyed crow, he can still protect himself.

   But Linghu doesn't know how to fly, and has multiple injuries on his body.

   "The Wind of Ice!"

   Leng Rou saw this scene, pinched Ling Jue with her hand, lightly scolded, and pointed in midair.

   A biting cold wind came out of nowhere, passing by the blood-eyed crow, many crows were covered with a layer of frost, fell one after another, fell to the ground, torn apart, and already dead.

   This is the power of spirituality!

   Because of the cold and soft shot, Xiaohe rushed out of the encirclement, panting slightly, a trace of panic inevitably passed in his eyes.

   It stays in the sect all the year round. Where can I see such **** fighting scenes?

  "You sit on Xiaohe and leave here temporarily!"

   Su Zimo said quickly.

   "Hahahaha!"

   At this moment, there was a burst of arrogant laughter from the depths of the cave entrance.

   a group of people walked out of the entrance of the cave. The headed person wore a gray robe and said loudly: "Today none of you can leave. Leave me here!"

   "Later foundation building!"

   Fatty's pupils shrank violently, and he exclaimed.

   The grey-robed monk who spoke, turned out to be in the late stage of foundation building!

   Among them, Lu Yangrong, the only one in the middle stage of foundation construction, has died in the mouth of the spirit mine.

  More than that, there are also a steady stream of cultivators coming out from the entrance of the cave. At a glance, there are more than 30 people!

   The terrible thing is that all these thirty-odd cultivators are foundation-building cultivators!

  The gray robe monk is in the late stage of foundation building, nine of them are in the middle stage of foundation building, and the rest are in the early stage of foundation building, and there is no gas trainer!

   "It's over!"

   Guan Jin looked at the more than 30 foundation-building monks who surrounded them, with no expression on their faces and all thoughts in their hearts.

   The little fat man is holding the giant axe in one hand and the flying sword in the other, looking nervous.

  The cold and soft flying sword hung in front of him. Although his expression was cold, his hands were full of sweat.

  There are four people present, but Su Zimo is still calm, looking around.

   "We are Monk Miaofeng, who are you!" Guan Jin took a deep breath and asked inwardly.

   "Hehe."

The grey-robed monk headed by    chuckled lightly, his eyes were full of mockery, and raised his eyebrows and said: "Is Mi Mifeng great? Yesterday there was a Mi Mifeng disciple who didn't have eyes and was killed by me!"

   As expected, the sect disciple who spread the letter has died.

  As early as when Lu Yangrong died in the cave, Su Zimo realized that today's things are extremely difficult to be good.

   Guan Jin still had a glimmer of hope, first showed weakness, and said: "Friends of Taoism, you are nothing more than the spirit mine in front of you, we just give up ~ IndoMTL.com~ why rush to kill."

   "Furthermore, the spirit mine in front of me is just a low-grade spirit mine, and it is useless to us, haha." Guan Jinqiang laughed.

  "Low grade spirit mine?"

   The grey-robed monk shook his head and sneered: "Correct a little, this place is a middle-grade spirit mine!"

   "Huh?"

   Guan Jin's expression changed, and he finally realized why all the foundation-building monks appeared.

   If it is a middle-grade spirit mine, the attraction to foundation-building monks is enough!

   If it is known in advance that this is a middle-grade spirit mine, the disciples sent by Miaofengfeng are definitely strong among the inner disciples, and they may even be led by the inherited disciples!

   Su Zimo never said a word, watching him coldly.

   He looked carefully. The thirty-odd foundation-building monks in front of him were dressed in different costumes, and they didn't have any identity tokens. They were obviously casual cultivators.

   What is it that brought these casual practitioners together to **** the spirit mine here?

   The gray-robed monk in front of me is afraid that he is not qualified enough.

   Although strong in the late stage of foundation building, other people can't follow him and take risks, so they offend Misty Peak.

   Guan Jin made a strong calm, and said in a deep voice: "You fellow Taoists, don't lie to each other, we have already sent the message to the sect, and my sect monk will come soon..."

   "Hehe, at that time you were already a bunch of dead people."

   Guan Jin was not finished speaking, but was interrupted by the grey-robed monk.

   The grey-robed monk said with a smile, "Also, when you Miaofeng monk arrive, we will have already left."

   "Hahaha!"

   The surrounding monks laughed presumptuously.

  The grey-robed monk stared at Guan Jin's face, and a strange flash of eyes flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and asked, "Also, fellow Daoist, haven't you noticed any problems in your body?"


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