Eternal Sacred King Chapter 624: Dark Night Attack
Hundreds of Yuanying true monarchs in mid-air are scattered on the battlefield, spreading their spiritual knowledge and searching carefully.
A True Monarch Yuan Ying has just passed by a towering ancient tree, but unexpectedly, a thick arm suddenly appeared in the darkness!
This arm, like the body of a python, loops around this True Monarch Yuan Ying and drags it directly behind the ancient tree!
"Ah!"
This person only had time to let out a short scream, and then there was no sound.
bang!
Behind the ancient tree, a figure was thrown out. It was completely unrecognizable, and its head was smashed!
Although he can't distinguish his appearance, looking at his figure and clothes, he is the true monarch of Yuan Ying who has just been in danger!
"Who!"
"Kill!"
A group of Yuan Ying Zhenjun was furious, shouted sharply, and condensed spells one after another, like a sea tide, and hit the old tree.
Boom!
The old tree was blown to pieces!
In the darkness, you can see a figure that has slipped off the ancient tree long ago. His figure is shaking and extremely dexterous. It dived into the jungle and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
"It's him!"
"That humanoid beast!"
Although everyone did not see the appearance of this figure clearly, everyone felt the demon-like spirit emanating from it clearly, exactly the same as the human-shaped beast that disappeared!
"Where to escape!"
Numerous Yuan Ying Zhenjun shouted, and chased after him.
But in this jungle, the field of vision is not wide enough, and now the night is dense and visibility is not high, everyone chased for a while, unexpectedly once again lost the trace of the humanoid beast!
"What kind of monster is that?"
"I don't know, I just used my spiritual sense to investigate it, but it seems to be blocked by something, and I can't see the body of this monster at all!"
"How could this be?"
Several Yuan Ying Zhenjun frowned slightly and communicated in a low voice.
If the monster race transforms into a human form, as long as the difference in cultivation level is small, and if you want to see through its body, you can find out with divine consciousness.
, for example, a large python transforms into an adult, but under the shroud of divine consciousness, the picture that feeds back to the mind of the cultivator is a python!
The effect of the demon mirror is more obvious.
Because the monsters step into the alchemy, they can transform into a human form and utter human words.
If you go one step further and cultivate a primordial spirit, the monster clan will even hide the evil spirit on its body, and it will be difficult for a cultivator to distinguish it!
Therefore, in ancient times, there was an emperor who created a weapon against the monsters called Zhao Yaojing, which was then popularized in the realm of cultivation.
The high-grade mirror mirror, the mana is shrouded, and even the monster beast can be directly photographed back to the prototype!
Even if it can't, the monster's body will be reflected in the mirror, and everyone around can see it.
"It's weird!"
A Yuan Ying Zhenjun dressed in a black robe muttered.
At this moment, a purple-winged eagle flew toward this side, with fierce eyes, protruding a pair of sharp claws, and slammed at the black robe monk.
"Animals are looking for death!"
The black robe monk snorted coldly, touched his eyebrows with his fingertips, pulled out a flying sword, mana gushing, the sleeves of the robe waved, and the flying sword broke through the air!
噗!
The speed of this sword is too fast!
The purple-winged eagle tried desperately to dodge, but it still couldn't avoid it. It was pierced by a sword, and its vitality was cut off.
The corpse of the purple-winged eagle fell from mid-air and passed by the black-robed monk.
slaying a golden core spirit demon, the black robe monk didn't care at all. He was in deep contemplation, but felt a shadow over his eyes!
murderous intent appears, bitterly!
In an instant, the black-robed monk is like an ice cellar!
is that humanoid beast!
This fierce beast has been hiding in the purple-winged eagle's body, until the body of the purple-winged eagle fell and passed by his side, it suddenly made a move!
The black robe monk’s flying sword is not by his side, and his expression is flustered. In a hurry, he squeezes the magic with his hands. He is about to explode the spell, and people will be forced to retreat in the future.
Unexpectedly, the distance between the two parties is too close, almost
In an instant, this figure has already rushed forward!
The visitor stretched out his hands and directly strangled the black-robed monk's shoulder blades, with ten fingers of luck.
噗噗嗤!
The nails on the fingertips, like daggers and blades, instantly pierced the flesh and bones of the black robe monk!
"Ah!"
The black-robed monk screamed, and the cold sweat ran down instantly.
Before he could react, the person who came on his knees hit him, like a galloping horse.
bang!
Black robe monk’s chest collapsed deeply, his eyes bulged with a stabbing sound, and his arms were torn off by life!
Blood mist spurts!
Another Yuan Ying Zhenjun died!
"Animal, so courageous!"
The other true primordial souls reacted, furious in their heart, hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon, turned and chased him.
In the dark shadow, the town killed the black-robed monk. His figure didn't stop at all in the air, turning into a stream of light, and burrowing into the dense forest next to him.
rushed into the beast tide and quickly lost track again!
Many Yuan Ying Zhenjun chased here, and found nothing, all with ugly faces.
Under the anger, many Yuan Ying Zhenjun shot out, burst out spells, sacrificed magical instruments, and almost razed the surrounding ancient tree dense forest to the ground!
The monsters near were killed and wounded countless!
On the spirit boat, Prince Daxia was a little anxious and couldn't help asking: "Where is this beast? Can't just let him escape like this!"
The woman in white shirt frowned slightly, and said in confusion: "I don’t know why, my divine sense cannot lock this person’s deeds. As soon as the divine sense spread, it was isolated."
"I feel this way too."
The bald man nodded.
Everyone looked at the thin old man subconsciously.
Among the three, the thin old man has the oldest qualifications and the highest cultivation level.
"There are only two possibilities."
The thin and thin old man said in deep thought: "First, what magical secrets this monster has cultivated, which can isolate the divine sense; second, what treasure this beast carries on its body can isolate the divine sense!"
The two women in white shirts nodded thoughtfully.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the thin old man, and he said in a deep voice: "This monster beast has a low level of cultivation. It is not realistic to cultivate such a monster. I guess that there should be one on this monster beast. Treasure!"
The woman in white shirt and the big bald man moved in their hearts, and their eyes were greedy, and they were fleeting.
Treasures like are also rare things for them!
The thin old man expected it well.
Continuous shots~IndoMTL.com~ The ‘humanoid beast’ that killed the two Yuan Ying Zhenjun was Su Zimo.
The treasure in the mouth of the thin old man is the Ming Wang Rosary.
Although Su Zimo is a fellow practitioner of the fairy and demon, neither the fairy nor the demon has cultivated a soul. The true strength is not as good as the true monarch of the soul.
What's more, it is facing hundreds of Yuan Ying Zhenjun!
shook with it, it was completely self-defeating.
His advantage is the power of melee combat!
Su Zimo took advantage of the complex environment of the Canglang Mountain Range, the dark night, the Mingwang rosary, body shape changes, facelifts and many other methods to kill the two Yuanying true monarchs.
Although the process is simple, life and death only happen between breathing.
But only Su Zimo knows the danger in it.
Any time a step is slow, a slight difference, he will be locked by hundreds of Yuan Ying Zhenjun and killed on the spot!
Moreover, after successively killing two Yuanying True Monarchs, the remaining monks are fully guarded, and any disturbances will lead to a thunderous offensive.
The night has passed.
The sky is getting brighter.
It's almost impossible to sneak attack again.
Su Zimo hides in the depths of the jungle, almost blending with the surroundings, his expression is cold, and he quietly looks at the largest spiritual boat in mid-air.
(End of this chapter)