Eternal Sacred King Chapter 699: Little character?

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Master Situ frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "Resolve this matter as soon as possible, and don't be regarded as a oriole by others!"

Leng Ming nodded, gazing faintly, staring at the little fat man, and slowly said: "Junior brother, don't say I don't talk about the same family, I will give you two paths, you choose yourself!"

"The first way, hand over all the treasures in the Huangquan map and the big tomb, I will spare your life! The second way..."

"Needless to say!"

Leng Ming was interrupted by the little fat man before he finished speaking.

The little fat man clenched his fists and said word by word: "I will never give Huangquantu to you!"

He took great risks and found this by his own ability, so why leave it to Leng Ming!

"Good, good, good!"

Leng Ming nodded, endless murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and said coldly: "This is the path you chose, don't blame me for not being affectionate!"

The little fat man fetched the flying sword from the storage bag, his expression firm, without any fear on his face.

Leng Ming's gaze turned, passing by Su Zimo and others one by one, and a thick mockery flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Junior, I have to say, you really have grown up, and you know how to find a helper. Come, it really impresses me."

"However, these three or two people and a few beasts are your support?"

Hearing the word "beast", the eyes of monkeys and others showed a trace of anger and cruelty.

Linghu showed murderous intent, staring at Leng Ming with an unkind expression, and said with a smile: "Little bamboo pole, you'd better run quickly in a while, don't be caught by your tiger master, otherwise...huh!" /

Leng Ming chuckled and asked, "Junior, you wouldn’t be naive to think that with such a few small characters, you can compete with me?"

"Little character?"

The little fat man also laughed.

There are only nine people in total. Excluding the monkey, the tiger, the green, the little fox, and the golden lion, they belong to the monster race. The remaining four people, which one is a small character?

He is a true disciple of Tomb Sect.

Shi Jian is a true disciple of Puppet Sect.

Lin Xuanji is the descendant of Xuanji Palace!

Although Su Zimo has no discipline or faction now, in this ancient battlefield, I am afraid that there is no one who dare to say that he is a small character!

Don’t say anything else, just moving out the three words "Su Zimo" might scare a group of people to death!

"Why, don't you believe it?"

Leng Ming laughed and said: "In this case, before I die, let me introduce you to the real tianjiao on this deserted continent, let you understand it!"

"This is Situ Master, the true disciple of Sect Refining Sect."

Situ Master's eyes were cold, and he looked at Shi Jian's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Shi Jian whispered: "Let this person hand over to me in a while!"

Lin Xuanji whispered: "Although this person has not cultivated the golden core vision, but the method is not weak, the three-foot-high war corpse behind him has a tendency to evolve into a silver corpse."

The war corpses of the Refining Corpse are divided into several levels, the lowest level is the dead corpse, the weakest, swords, water and fire, they can easily be cut into pieces.

Next is the iron corpse, and then the bronze corpse.

Normally, the Jindan real person of the Refining Corpse controls the bronze corpse.

On top of the bronze corpse is the silver corpse!

Leng Ming pointed at another person, and smiled leisurely: "This fellow Taoist is one of the nine sects of Xianmen, Nie Hao of Hunyuanzong!"

"Hun Yuanzong?"

Su Zimo murmured softly, recalling an emperor-like figure in his mind.

Hun Yuanzong, Emperor Yin!

This person is indeed terrifying, but he is the number one enemy Su Zimo has encountered since his practice!

Lin Xuanji said casually: "This person is Diyin's junior, but he was suppressed so much by Diyin's reputation, but he also has some means."

Su Zimo knows very little about the Tianjiao disciples of the major super sects, but Lin Xuanji is a treasurer.

Su Zimo turned his head and said to Lin Xuanji: "Looking at what you said is so easy, this person will leave it to you."

"Farewell."

Lin Xuanji waved his hand, curled his lips and said: "I'm not the same with you. The benefits of this big tomb are all taken care of by you. I just drank some soup."

"Young Master Lin, you don't want to escape, do you?"

The little fox wanted to excite Lin's mystery, but he didn't expect this escape at all.

Lin Xuanji didn't even blush, and said seriously: "The gentleman doesn't stand under the dangerous wall, don't worry, I will be the first to fight for a while, and I will not add chaos to you..."

"This is Xu Cheng, the Nine Sect of Immortals, the first person in the Palace of Wind and Thunder!"

Leng Ming's voice sounded again, putting Xu Cheng's introduction at the end.

Hearing this name, the nearby crowds were exclaiming.

Lin Xuanji's expression became rare and serious, and he said solemnly: "This person is extremely powerful. Legend has it that he has cultivated the highest-level inheritance vision of the Fenglei Palace, and the world will be destroyed by five thunders!"

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the last Golden Core Vision List, the ninth place was a descendant of Fenglei Palace. The vision of cultivation was the bombardment of four thunders.

Behind this golden core vision, it is also clearly described that the highest level of this golden core is to condense the five gods of thunder, which has the power to destroy the world!

Four gods of thunder can be ranked in the top ten of the vision list.

The five gods of thunder are condensed. How terrible will this person's combat power be?

Just listen to Lin Xuanji continue to say: "This person's combat power can be ranked in the top five or even the top three in the vision list! He came this time to compete with Di Yin."

Su Zimo nodded.

Lin Xuanji again exhorted: "Don't underestimate the enemy, although you are a twin vision, but this person's five divine thunders come at the same time, your twin vision may not be able to contend with it!"

Su Zimo frowned.

So far, he hasn't encountered it. There is a golden core vision that can contend with his twin vision.

At most, he can stand up to a stalemate with one of his visions, and when another vision arises, the other party will be defeated, there is no suspense!

Unexpectedly, before he arrived in Vientiane City, he would meet such a ruthless character!

Leng Ming looked at the little fat man, and asked with a faint smile: "You can introduce the helpers you've found, and let us know."

There was a burst of chuckles among the crowds of the Refining Corpse Sect, Hunyuanzong, and Fenglei Palace.

Situ Master and Nie Hao looked arrogant.

Xu Cheng carried his hands on his back, staring at the sky with both eyes, and didn't bother to see Su Zimo and others.

The situation nowadays is enough to settle without him.

Most of the Tianjiao of the major super sects, they all know each other. Except for the little fat man and Shi Jian from the super sect, the other two people are extremely strange.

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Before Lin Xuanji left the tomb, he had already put on the mask, and Situ Master and others naturally couldn't recognize it.

The little fat man snorted, pointed at Lin Xuanji beside him, and said, "This is..."

Lin Xuanji waved his hand quickly, and said with a smiley face: "I am a small character, don't need to introduce me, I will leave in a while, you fight, it's none of my business..."

"Hahahaha!"

The group of Xiu burst into laughter.

Leng Ming held back his smile, pointed at the monk in the green shirt next to Lin Xuanji, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he raised his voice: Who is this again? "

Just as the little fat man was about to speak, Brother Qingshan spoke first and said faintly: "My name is Su Zimo."

The laughter in the crowd stopped abruptly!

Like all monks, they have their throats strangled!