Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 170 Demon Gathering, The Feast Opens

At a distance of ten feet from the blood pool, an inch-headed monk sat cross-legged, and a dark, thick spear was inserted in the ground next to him, higher than Su Zimo.

This inch-headed monk closed her eyes, breathing smoothly, her face as if cut, red. Naked upper body, every inch of muscle is shining with bronze luster, like pouring steel, full of sense of power.

The man was a hundred meters away, and there was no one but the huge spear.

The moment Su Zimo saw this person, he felt a strong pressure!

It was a kind of violent and overbearing aura. It was overbearing!

"This person is strong!"

Su Zimo's heart stunned.

Although there is the existence of the Forbidden Ancient Formation here, which can only rely on the strength of melee, Su Zimo is not invincible.

His Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings has only been cultivated to the marrow chapter, and has not yet achieved success. Even if there is too much imagination to help the marrow wash, the strength is only equivalent to the late period of foundation building.

The pink skirt girl's eyes fell on the monk with a slight frown.

Overlord Palace Devil, Pang Yue!

Pang Yue, known by many disciples of the Momen as Overlord Hall Madman, behaves arrogantly and is extremely powerful, and only this person can be so entrusted to come alone.

Opposite the Blood Pond, there were more than a hundred monks standing in similar costumes, apparently from the same force.

The headed man was wearing a purple robe, carrying his hands, his eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to be able to exude psychedelic luster and bewildering.

On the other side of Monk Purple Robe, there were also dozens of monks, headed by men wearing red blood robes, clenching their lips, their eyes were extremely indifferent and expressionless.

Su Zimo's eyes glanced out, and about to see that, excluding their words, there were three forces here.

The inch-headed monk himself, the purple robe monk and more than a hundred people behind him, the blood robe monk and dozens of people behind him.

Of course, there may also be four forces.

If Su Zimo had expected it well, the 'dead body' that had shot him twice before would probably not belong to these three forces. Counting this person would be four forces.

If the 'dead body' came here and used his disguise to hide and did not show any intention of killing, Su Zimo could not find this person at all.

Su Zimo and the girl in pink skirts appeared, and the reaction of the three-way monks was also interesting.

The inch-headed monk was motionless and didn't even open his eyes.

The monk in purple robe looked at the girl in a pink skirt with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, showing a sneer.

The monk in a blood robe looked indifferent and said nothing.

The common ground of these three monks is that they all subconsciously ignored Su Zimo.

At this moment, a group of monks stepped out in the not-so-distant road, and the head of the man was dressed in a black robe. It was exactly the same as before that that had been with Su Zimo.

After the monk in black robes saw Su Zimo, his pupils contracted slightly, and the killing was fleeting.

The original monk in black robes brought more than a hundred people. In the short fight with Su Zimo, he lost more than 20 people, and even he almost lost his life!

Not long after, a few others appeared. The head of his life was very handsome. He shook a folding fan in his hand, his face was like a crown jade, his eyes were radiant, and he was extraordinary. With a white robe, it was really a Yushu Linfeng .

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes softened.

Compared with monks in inch-inches, monks in purple robes, etc., this person is fairly normal, and does not resemble evil gates.

Behind the white robe man was followed by four stunning women, each with a beautiful appearance and a slender figure, but each with its own beauty.

The man in the white robe turned his eyes and looked at the girl in pink skirt, and said softly, "Yan, this place is so dangerous, come to my side?"

"Hee hee."

The pink skirt girl laughed and said, "Shang Guanyu, let you down, you Yunyuzong had a fool, and I was killed!"

"Oh."

The monk in white robes named Shang Guanyu seemed unsurprising, and nodded, "Yan Fei, I already knew he would die, but I didn't expect him to die so fast. I thought he could follow you here of."

"As a disciple of Yun Yuzong, he made the last mistake he should make," said the girl in a pink skirt.

"Ha ha."

Shang Guanyu smiled and said, "He is an ordinary apprentice to the magic gate, how can he be a dignified opponent of the magic gate, and he died unjustly."

After a pause, Shang Guanyu glanced at Su Zimo, shook the folding fan, and asked seemingly casually: "Yan, who is this person?"

"He is the one who protects me." The girl in a pink skirt stepped forward, wearing Su Zimo's arm, grinning.

"Oh?"

Shang Guanyu smiled and said quietly, "It's a little capable to get here ... Unfortunately, he is going to die."

At this moment, Su Zimo turned her head and looked at the pink skirt girl next to her, with a hint of mockery in her eyes, and said calmly, "You are a magic girl."

"I don't want to hide from you either, but ..."

As soon as the pink skirt girl wanted to explain, she was interrupted by Su Zimo's voice: "I said before, if you see someone in the magic gate, see one, kill one!"

Huh!

After hearing this, someone couldn't help but laughed out loud on the spot.

where is this place?

Who is this around?

This blue-shirt monk really has a head strain, even dare to say such a thing!

Hahahaha!

There was a laughter around, even the inch-inch monk who always closed his eyes turned his head and glanced at Su Zimo.

"Who is this man? It's amused me."

"I don't know, Xu is having a brain problem, and started talking nonsense."

Almost everyone was laughing, but the monk in the black robe of Disha could not laugh.

Shangguan Yu said, "Yan, this monk is a little bit interesting, I'm a little bit reluctant to kill him."

The girl in a pink skirt ignored her, but looked at Su Zimo and said in a grievance: "Brother Su, you promised me to protect me."

"Yes."

Su Zimo nodded, the next sentence, but almost vomiting blood in a feminine skirt.

"I regret it," Su Zi said blankly.

The pink skirt girl grinds her teeth and says, "Why are you so brazen? Don't forget, I can give you more than 400,000 spirit stones!"

Su Zimo pointed to the monks around him, and Shen said: "If I expected it well, here are all the people in the magic gate. The inheritance here is also the inheritance of your magic gate!"

"You brought me here, and you didn't have good intentions at all. If I didn't have some means, I'd have ended up with Wu Xiangming and Yan Fei! 400,000 spirit stones, I can protect you, but you want to buy my life. , But it's too cheap! "

At this moment, the pink skirt girl was startled.

The two were very close, and she really felt Su Zimo's murderous power.

The pink skirt girl was stiff and fell into the ice cellar.

She knew that if she couldn't handle it, this man in blue shirt would kill her!

"You, you can't kill me."

The pink skirt girl said suddenly.

Su Zimo was silent, but looked coldly at the girl in pink skirt, her palm was touching the handle of Hanyue Sword.

The girl in a pink skirt reached out and slowly took off the veil on her face, revealing a bright and flawless face, and said softly, "My name is Ji Yaoyan."

Thanks for the meteor shower, the girl's strange poem, Li Mo, and the period reward ~

(End of this chapter)