Eternal Sacred King Chapter 664: Organize the battlefield

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Not seen for more than 20 years. "Le

The spirit tiger is still so happy, the monkey is still like that, everything is the same.

Watching them play around, Su Zimo's heart is filled with warmth.

Sometimes, getting along with demons is simple.

No intrigue, no intrigue.

People's minds are much more complicated.

After monkeys and Linghu entered the ancient battlefield, things were much simpler.

Just as Liuli Palace decided that Su Zimo would come to the door, they also thought of this, so they surrendered the group of demons and launched a tide of beasts.

Little fox thinks the same way.

Unfortunately, there is no clear news.

"Heal your wounds here first, I will clean up the battlefield."

Su Zimo settled down the monkey monsters before getting up and leaving.

Tens of thousands of people were buried in this battle.

The storage bags of these monks must be collected.

For Su Zimo today, unless it is an innate spiritual weapon, or some rare ancient treasure, the other weapons are no longer in his eyes.

But these storage bags can't just be thrown away.

Su Zimo's most important thing is the spiritual medicine collected by these monks, such as the condensing fruit and soul-nourishing blood ginseng, to condense and nurture the soul.

These things are consumables, so naturally the more the better.

In the ancient city, there are monsters everywhere.

But when Su Zimo walked in the ancient city, these monsters subconsciously chose to avoid.

Behind him, there was also a well-behaved and slightly shy young girl who was a little fox transformed into a human form.

"What's the matter?"

Su Zimo kept walking, looking slightly.

The little fox bowed his head slightly, with big watery eyes, peeking at Su Zimo, and whispered: "Master, you won't blame me?"

The little fox has long been able to transform into a human form, but because of some other reasons that he is ashamed to say, he chose to conceal it.

She was still a little worried.

Su Zimo pondered a little, and deliberately said: "Since you don't trust me, don't follow me in the future."

When the little fox heard it, he became anxious and stood there, crying, tears rolling in his eyes, which would fall down at any time.

"My mother is dead, you brought me out of the crypt, so you don't need me. I have no relatives."

"From now on, no one will want me, wow!"

The little fox cried out with a wow.

Su Zimo was taken aback.

He said casually that he wanted to tease the little fox, but he didn't expect the little fox to take it seriously.

Swish-swish, several beast heads appeared on the wall.

The monkey, the spirit tiger, and the golden lion are lying on the wall, looking at this side secretly. The eyes of the three pairs are lit up with a raging gossip fire.

Linghu: "Ari has been bullied, it must be Su Zimo who is frivolous and her, I want to go down and help!"

Monkey: "Go ahead."

Golden Lion: "Strong man, go well."

Linghu: "..."

Su Zimo turned around, reached out and gently wiped away the tears of the little fox, and said with a wry smile: "I was just talking about laughing. How can I blame you for this little thing."

"Really?"

The little fox stopped crying, tilted his head slightly, and asked in disbelief.

"It is true."

"Then you won't drive me away from now on?"

"No."

"Thank you, son."

The little fox burst into tears and laughed, with crystal teardrops on his long eyelashes. Under the sunlight, a gorgeous world emerged.

It took a long time for Su Zimo to clean up the battlefield.

All the things in these storage bags are grouped together, there are nearly 100,000 spiritual weapons such as flying swords, and there are countless types of pills and symbols.

These things are rarely useful to Su Zimo.

Ordinary spirit tools, he couldn't look at it.

As for the pill, he only took the perfect pill of five pill patterns.

Among the 100,000 artifacts, there is only one innate artifact.

It is the glove that was previously worn on Ye Tiancheng's palm.

Although there is only one, it is enough for Su Zimo.

His right hand has the bones of the Divine Phoenix, even if it is a magic weapon, it can't be broken!

Wear this innate spirit weapon level glove on his left hand, his pair of palms can almost take any weapon with bare hands!

It can be said to be invulnerable, invulnerable to fire and water!

The concentration fruits in these storage bags add up to more than one hundred.

Whether it is a monster or a cultivator, when condensing the soul, just take one or two pills, eating more is useless.

There are more than one hundred, enough for them to divide up.

There are 12,000 strains of Nourishing Soul Blood Ginseng!

On the surface, this number is huge.

But Su Zimo had a hunch in his heart that the soul-raising blood ginseng he needed was several times more than the demand of ordinary monks!

It's not just because of his dual cultivation of fairy and demon.

Because, whether it is his golden core or inner core, they are different from others.

What's more, there are monkeys, spirit tigers and other demons who need to take nourishing soul blood ginseng to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

So, in the ancient battlefield, Su Zimo still needs to collect the soul-raising blood ginseng as much as possible!

……

After ten days.

The blood of the monkey is very strong.

After the Linghu practiced the Taixu Lei Jue, there was the power of thunder and lightning in his blood.

Thunder in the spring, everything is born.

The power of life is inherent in thunder and lightning.

Although the monkeys and Linghu were the most injured, their injuries had been well within ten days.

They are all by nature and don't want to stay in the ancient city any longer.

Su Zimo asked: "Let's talk about it, what are your plans after leaving the ancient city?"

"I'll follow you." said the monkey.

He entered this ancient battlefield because of Su Zimo.

Linghu scratched his head, coughed lightly, licked his face, and approached the little fox, wagging his tail, and said with a flattering smile: "Ari, where are you going?"

The little fox said: "I naturally followed the son."

"Pop!"

Linghu patted his thigh and said loudly: "What a coincidence, we thought of going together!"

Boom!

A big rough palm appeared next to it, sturdyly called Linghu's face, and directly slapped him into the air.

"Nima!"

In mid-air, Linghu's yelling and cursing came.

The little fox giggled.

Su Zimo turned his head, looked at the golden lion, and asked: "What about you, if you want to leave, I will divide your mind and soul with blood ginseng."

The Golden Lion said: "I have nowhere to go."

After a little hesitation, the golden lion looked hesitant, and said: "If you don't dislike it, I will give you back as a mount."

In the Battle of the Ancient City, he has already seen the power of Su Zimo.

In the depths of his heart, although a little unwilling, it is not ashamed to mount such a powerful existence.

"Hahahaha!"

Su Zimo laughed up to the sky, patted the golden lion on the shoulder, and said: "A few days ago, I would also like to thank you for your righteous action~IndoMTL.com~How could I treat you as a mount! Huang Mao, you don’t want it. Underestimate me."

When I heard the front, the golden lion was still moved.

Hearing the "Yellow Hair" at the back, the golden lion's face turned black, and his expression murmured: "Any other names?"

"The yellow hair is pretty good."

The monkey comforted: "According to what I mean, I want to call you a poodle..."

"Uh."

The Golden Lion said: "That's still called Huang Mao."

Su Zimo waved his hand, arrogantly soaring, and said: "In this case, let's go to the center of the ancient battlefield, look at the golden core vision list, and see and see the arrogances on this wild continent! This is the top of the list. I must fight for the position!"

"Go!"

"Let's go!"

"Ari, wait for me..."