Supreme Martial Artist Chapter 1271: The heart is not dead

The bound golden light of the Tianhe Liuli Pagoda, although the degree is also very fast, but compared with the escape degree of the Qingliu King, it is still so short. After several consecutive presses, the Qingliu King's escape momentum was not suppressed.

　　

　　 At the moment, Su Han watched the figure of King Qingliu disappear in an instant, but did not chase after him. Instead, he rolled up the formation of the Nine Flames Burning Heaven Formation on the ground.

　　

　　 has lost contact with the Qingliu King in this round, just like a discouraged ball, lying in the palm of Su Han's palm, he can't make any waves anymore.

　　

　　 Su Han is not welcome, and directly took this pan as his own and put it into his storage ring.

　　

　　 This formation is extraordinary. If it hadn't been for Su Han who happened to conquer the Lord Liuli, he would definitely suffer a big loss in this formation. With Su Han's strength, I am afraid that even if there are ten more Su Hans, they will definitely not be able to resist the magma monarch in the formation.

　　

　　 The strength of this magma monarch made Su Han amazed.

　　

　　 However, Su Han now has no time to sigh, and took his three late-imperial golden armor warriors back, and glanced at the corpse of King Qingliu's follower Chen Si. This Chen Si, under the attack of the golden armor warrior, had long since died.

　　

　　 Su Han did not feel sympathy, and left the corpse directly.

　　

　　 I was trapped by the Nine Flames Burning Heaven Formation for a while, and then I had to fight with the Qingliu King. It has already used a little half an hour. The evil gates in this Yin Sha Valley are very wicked, and Su Han is not willing to stay there any longer. .

　　

　　 must arrive at the valley exit as soon as possible and leave this valley.

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang's side, leaped far away in one breath, but still had a lingering fear. From time to time, the pupil technique was used to observe the rear, worried that Su Han would catch up.

　　

　　 He didn't want to be robbed, instead he was killed by a six-layered imperial kid. That really became a big joke.

　　

　　 "Asshole, this kid pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger." Qing Liuwang's eyes are full of anger, and now he believes that Su Han's true cultivation base is definitely more than that of the sixth layer of the Emperor Realm.

　　

　　 For a long time, he was the only King Qingliu who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger, but today he was given a routine by others, and the other party was even more ruthless than him, hiding more deeply.

　　

　　 Therefore, King Qingliu is very angry. Coupled with the loss of a Nine Flame Burning Sky Formation, it made him feel very distressed.

　　

　　 For him, this is absolutely not the case.

　　

　　 "Is it right?" The more Qingliu Wang thought about it, the more something went wrong. "Even the outer disciples of the four major sects, it is absolutely impossible to be so perverted?"

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang is not an outer disciple who has never seen the four major sects. To be honest, he even killed the outer disciples of the four major sects.

　　

　　 Otherwise, he wouldn't be so familiar with the road. As soon as he determined that Su Han was the outer disciple of the four major sects, he wanted to kill people and win treasures.

　　

　　 However, the outer disciples of the four major sects, although they have good means and supernatural powers, there is still a gap compared with the holy realm of King Qingliu.

　　

　　 Su Han's performance today has obviously passed the category of those outside disciples of the four major sects.

　　

　　"Could it be that I am mistaken, this kid is an official disciple of the four sects? Yes, looking at this kid with supernatural powers, he is definitely at the level of an official disciple of the four sects."

　　

　　 The more Qingliu Wang thinks about it, the more he feels that his speculation is reliable.

　　

　　 The formal disciple of the four major sects, that is simply not an existence comparable to the outer disciple. Everyone who comes out is a person who is enough to stir the situation in the secular world.

　　

　　Thinking that he was fooled by Su Han by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Qingliu Wang was full of anger. What's more, he was even more worried that if he made Su Han retreat all over and out of this great famine, he would definitely not have a good life in the future, and he would definitely attract Su Han's crazy revenge.

　　

　　, you know, his Qingliu King is different from the ordinary kind of casual cultivation, but the prince king of Dongzhou Kingdom. It's easy to find him.

　　

　　 Now that King Qingliu has determined that Su Han is an official disciple of the four major sects, the frustration in his heart has disappeared again.

　　

　　 You must know that the official disciples of the four sects are each a dragon among the people. Even his Qingliu king was far from passing the assessment of the official disciples of the four sects.

　　

　　 So, it’s not shameful to eat under the hands of such a genius.

　　

　　 However, King Qingliu won’t be discouraged and leave. On the contrary, he has more energy.

　　

　　"The king’s Nine Flames Burning Sky Formation is still in his hands, how can he give up? Besides, since he is an official disciple of the four major sects, it represents the treasures on his body, absolutely more than what the king imagined Much more in China."

　　

　　 Qingliu King’s eyes burst into greed, and his fighting spirit is undiminished, “Just now, I didn’t understand this kid’s supernatural powers and suffered a loss. This time, I will set up another trap to make sure that this kid has nothing to do with it. Back."

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang thought for a moment, and he got an idea.

　　

　　 At this moment, King Qingliu suddenly sensed that a sense of God was approaching him, and he flashed into the dense forest next to him.

　　

　　The sound of fine footsteps soon came out from the jungle on the other side, and a figure floated out of the jungle, shouting: "King Qingliu?"

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang saw this figure, not his old enemy, and he was relieved right now.

　　

　　 calmly walked out, looked at the people here and asked: "Meng Feixiang? Why did you come here?"

　　

　　 This person looks like a weak scholar. It is Meng Feixiang that Su Han once encountered at the entrance of the valley. At that time, Meng Feixiang had invited Su Han to form a team, but Su Han refused.

　　

　　 Meng Feixiang stared at King Qingliu in surprise: "What's wrong with the prince? Why do you look embarrassed?"

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang coldly snorted: "You don't need to worry about this. But you, how come here?"

　　

　　 Meng Fei coughed: "I am looking for an important clue to come here."

　　

　　 "What clue?" Qingliu Wang asked.

　　

　　 Meng Feixiang smiled bitterly: "This is inconvenient to disclose. Since the prince has something else, let's go first."

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Hold on!"

　　

　　 Meng Feixiang's footsteps stopped, and he immediately assumed a vigilant defensive posture: "What else can the prince advise?"

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang smiled bitterly: "You can rest assured Meng Daoyou, this king has no interest in you."

　　

　　 Meng Feixiang's face is a little slow~IndoMTL.com~ but he still stares at King Qingliu.

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang waved his hand, "Friends of Meng Dao, you and I are both strong in this great wilderness trip. It is forgivable to be wary of each other."

　　

　　 Meng Feixiang snorted: "If the lord has anything to say, just say it."

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang pondered for a moment, and said: "I have a good fortune here. I wonder if Fellow Meng Dao is interested?"

　　

　　 "Hehe, Lord, this wasteland is full of good fortune. If there is nothing special, Meng is more willing to pursue his own good fortune." Meng Feixiang hummed.

　　

　　 Qingliu Wang's face was a bit ugly. If Meng Fei dared to speak like this, he would definitely slap it.

　　

　　 But now, one more person means a little more help. King Qingliu can only suppress his anger, and smiles bitterly: "This king has absolutely no intention of calculating Meng Daoyou. If you don't believe it, this king can make an oath. ."

　　

　　 Meng Feixiang’s face was slightly calm, and said: "Then tell me, what good fortune is it?"