Eternal Sacred King Chapter 412: Break a **** road!
There are many monks staring at Severe with unkind expressions. In the end, if he weren't good at advocating, those two hundred fellows might not have fallen!
Stern heart is guilty, he coughs lightly, and said: "I didn't mean it, I just want everyone to rest."
Some monk couldn't bear it, and sneered: "Huh! It's easy to say, more than two hundred people in the same school are buried here because of your words!"
"That's because they are not strong enough, so don't follow into the valley if you are afraid of death!"
"Brother Yan, as everyone in the same class, you actually said this!"
"That's it."
Seeing that the atmosphere of the crowd is not right, the quarrel has already started, and it is getting worse. Liang Bo yelled and interrupted the crowd's quarrel.
Tang Yu was irritable, frowned lightly, and waved his hand: "You guys are quiet, just because I made a wrong decision."
Tang Yu took a deep breath, came to Su Zimo's side, and asked in a low voice: "Daoist, what should I do next?"
"You can only continue on your way and find the relics of the Danchizong as soon as possible to get rid of the threat of many monsters in the valley."
"Good."
Tang Yu gave an order, and everyone moved on.
I didn't go very far, the mist was surging right in front, and a few hundred meters away, there was a blue feather eagle shaking its wings, galloping in, extremely fast, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent!
Ancient relics!
Running in the valley for nearly an hour, finally the ancient relics appeared!
There was a fog covered it, and the other Danyangmen monks could not see the blue feather carving at all, but Su Zimo's gaze was like a torch, and he had already noticed it.
"Condensation!"
Su Zimo separated six flying swords and galloped through the air, leaving behind a trail of sword aura, forming a six-pointed star sword formation, the light of the formation was flourishing!
To deal with the ancient relics, it is already difficult to kill them just by virtue of the skill of the sword.
In order to save spiritual power, Su Zimo did not directly use the candle light sword formation, but condensed the Liuhe sword formation, pointed forward, and the sword formation broke through the air.
When many cultivators saw Su Zimo's sudden move, they didn't know why.
But not long after, in the depths of the mist ahead, there was a scream of wild geese.
After a little while, the Liuhe Sword Array flew back again, Su Zimo's expression remained as usual, as if nothing had happened.
As everyone went deep into the valley, there were no longer large groups of ancient creatures appearing, but ancient relics began to appear.
Most of the time, before these ancient relics rushed to the front, Su Zimo took the first step and beheaded them.
Continue to go deeper, everyone is shocked, but their expressions become more solemn.
The sky is getting darker!
The scope of everyone's sight has narrowed again.
In the dark and empty valley, smelling the strong blood in the air, everyone's heart became extremely depressed and panic.
The relics of Danchizong have not been found yet.
This means that everyone will move forward in the dark!
It didn't take long for night to finally fall, and the surrounding area was completely dark.
Originally, everyone could still see a distance of ten feet, but now, this range has been reduced to thirty feet!
I don't know when, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
There were no birds singing, no beasts roaring, and even the screams and shouts of the monks were gone.
It seems that in an instant, all the monsters hid and disappeared without a trace!
It's like the peace before the storm.
Quiet is weird, quiet is gloomy, quiet is terrible!
Under the leadership of Su Zimo, everyone went all the way, and they could even hear their own heartbeat.
People stepped on dead branches and leaves, making a rustling sound, which was particularly harsh.
"Why, what's the matter?"
"Why is there no monster beast?"
Finally, someone couldn't bear the depression, panting slightly, and asked with a trembling voice.
Tang Yu is also a little scared.
In this dark night, she even smelled death!
Now, the only thing that can calm her down is the less generous but tall back figure in front of her.
It seems that if this figure does not fall, their hope will never be extinguished.
The darkness ahead is full of unknown and dangerous.
But Su Zimo's footsteps didn't stop for a while, so he went all the way.
Suddenly, Su Zimo stopped, a low voice sounded, calm and calm, but what he said made everyone change in amazement!
"You guys are preparing for a fierce battle, and the tide of beasts is about to strike!"
Beast tide!
Hearing these two words, everyone's hearts trembled slightly.
Su Zimo squinted his eyes, looking up, there was a faint cold light jumping in his eyes, and slowly said: "Moreover, it's...the beast tide composed of ancient relics!"
"Ah!"
"What!"
There was an uproar in the crowd.
Just an ancient relic is enough to cause headaches for many monks.
If a wave of beasts composed of ancient relics comes over the sky and rushes, who can resist this ancient battlefield?
Which sect can survive?
"Now, now, me, me, let's return, is it too late?"
Finally, a monk could not bear the pressure, and his voice trembled with a hint of crying.
On the ground, there were waves of faint fluctuations, like a thousand horses running by, even if they were out of sight, everyone could feel a brutal and tragic breath coming straight ahead!
It's too late.
There is no need for Su Zimo to answer, this person already knows the answer.
The most worrying situation has finally arrived.
Moreover, it's more terrifying than imagined!
The ground is shaking more and more!
Many monks clearly knew that at this time there were endless species of alien beasts attacking and killing this place, but the terrifying thing was that under the mist of night, everyone could not see it at all!
Some monks couldn't bear it. Under the tremor of the ground, their legs weakened, and they slumped on the ground. His mind was completely broken, and he was crying feebly.
In the face of death, there is no difference between a cultivator and a mortal, the same humble, the same powerless, and the same without dignity.
"What to do?"
Tang Yu looked at Su Zimo and asked subconsciously.
Su Zimo said lightly: "Of course it is to meet up."
Of course it's greeted!
A few simple words, but there is a kind of supercilious, fearless grandeur!
Everyone, including Tang Yu himself, was thinking about how to survive and how to escape from birth, but Su Zimo wanted to go upstream!
Tang Yu was shocked and turned his head~IndoMTL.com~ to look at Su Zimo's profile.
Although Su Zimo's profile is a little fuzzy in the night, his eyes are still bright, like two stars in the dark night, shining brightly.
Su Zimo seemed to feel something, turned his eyes slightly, smiled faintly, and asked, "Is there any way out?"
Tang Yu was stunned.
Yes, is there a way out?
When the tide of beasts made up of ancient relics came surging, they had no way out.
Even if you turn around and flee at this time, you will never escape the pursuit of the ancient relics!
"Everyone, I know your desperate state of mind now. But this is a test, a test of life and death! People who are afraid, timid, and withdrawn have only one ending, that is, fall."
Su Zimo's voice sounded firm and powerful: "Since we have no retreat, there is only one way forward, with the long sword in our hands..."
"Cut a **** road!"