Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 227: Ji Shui River

This time, Su Zimo no longer fled for no purpose.

There is only one place to avoid the surveillance of blood-eyed crows.

Ji Shuihe!

After all, the blood-eyed crow is only a spirit demon who builds a base. Without forming a Neidan, he can't transform the external breath into the internal breath, so naturally there is no way to dive into Jishui River.

Su Zimo is different.

His immortal fellow initiates, although they did not have Nedan, could use spiritual power to form a mask outside the body to isolate the river.

The map shows that Jishui River runs through the entire territory of the Da Zhou Dynasty.

No one knows where the Jishui River flows, or where it comes from, and it is not shown on the map.

These are not important. What Su Zimo has to do is dive into Jishui River and go down the river, so that he can completely avoid the tracking of blood-eyed crows.

Su Zimo ran all the way, chasing the stars and catching the moon, and by the early morning of the next day, he finally came to the Jishui River.

Just now, Su Zimo's face was pale and his consciousness was gradually blurred.

If Su Zimo had swallowed the monster Neidan ahead of time and cast the blood sacrifice twice in a row, he would now be a dead person.

Even a strong body can't carry two-thirds of the essence!

This time, he almost overdrawn his body.

Su Zimo limped at his feet, unable to control his body shape, lost his balance, the whole man fell forward, and plunged into the river.

"Coo coo!"

A series of bubbles appeared on the river.

Su Zimo was shocked by the river water, shook his head, and struggled to stand up, but recovered a little soberness.

Ye Ling got out of Su Zimo's arms, and he wandered in the river for a while, and even floated.

Looking at this, Yeling's water is pretty good too!

Su Zimo gritted his teeth, hugged Yeling, barely condensed a mask of spiritual power, leapt forward, and disappeared into Jishui River.

The river was cold.

For a person who has burned most of the blood, this coldness has all turned into a bitter chill!

Su Zimo trembled, opened his eyes, and continued to dive with Yeling.

Su Zimo Qiang raised his spirit and did not dare to carelessly. He held the Needy Flying Sword in his left hand and constantly looked around.

In Jishuihe, it is not good.

The degree of danger in it is never weaker than the Great Wilderness Forest!

In Jishuihe, there are many powerful monsters.

If you are not careful, you may be buried here!

Su Zimo did not dare to dive too deeply.

Normally, the deeper the river, the stronger the haunted monsters.

Nowadays, around Su Zimo, there are mostly Ningqi spirit beasts who have just learned to practice, and a wide variety of aquatic monsters are dazzling.

These spirit beasts only glanced at them from a distance, and no spirit beast dared to step forward easily.

suddenly!

These spirit beasts were frightened, and they fled together, fleeing extremely fast!

At the same time, Su Zimo's heart flashed.

In the oblique stab, the river surged, and a huge water column came against the current. It was murderous and powerful!

Spirit demon!

The spirit monster building the base has appeared!

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Dan Tian, ​​who was forced by Su Zimo to sting, forcibly injected spiritual power.

The sword body kept trembling.

Su Zimo ignited the best flying sword for the first time, and wanted to fight with this spirit demon, but suddenly his heart moved, and the flying sword was closed by his backhand.

Wow!

The spirit beast emerged from the water, and Su Zimo could clearly see this time.

Blue alligator!

The blue crocodile is a more common monster in Jishui River. Because it is covered with **** body, it is as indestructible as an armor, and it has a large body.

The blue crocodile was so fast in the water that it almost came to Su Zimo in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Su Zimo felt that he was not facing an aquatic monster, but a mountain.

Wow!

The green crocodile came to Su Zimo without thinking, and instantly opened the huge beast's mouth, mixed with the river water, and easily swallowed Su Zimo.

Standing in the mouth of a green crocodile, Su Zimo seemed extremely small, but extremely calm.

Seeing that the upper and lower jaws of the green crocodile are about to be closed, Su Zimo re-stroke the best flying sword, inspiring the four spirit patterns on the top, chilling: "You better not move!"

At this point, Ye Ling's claws protruded between the palms of his hands, and gently fell on the tongue of the green crocodile.

Before it was too hard, the tongue of the green crocodile was bleeding.

"Now you listen to me!"

Su Zimo stood in the mouth of the green crocodile and slowly said, "Now you are walking down the Jishui River and going downstream. I will temporarily borrow your stomach for use.

"I will leave when my wound is healed. And I promise you, I will never hurt your life!"

The blue crocodile has been cultivated to the level of the spirit demon, and the wisdom has already been turned on.

Su Zimo believes that this green crocodile absolutely understands him.

Sure enough, with a little hesitation, the green crocodile nodded.

This is a good choice.

Or, it believes Su Zimo.

Or, it must die now!

Su Zimo hugged Yeling and slid down the crocodilus's stomach along the throat.

At the same time, Su Zimo crushed the defensive rune that was tenderly given to him.

A group of masks surround Su Zimo.

Although the green crocodile's belly is slightly smelly, it is a perfect hiding place for people to rest and rest without any interruption!

If Su Zimo was holding Ji Ling in Jishui River, Su Zimo would have no time to heal.

This one-handed arrangement can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

Su Zimo planned to stay temporarily in the stomach of the green crocodile, and after he and Yeling's injuries all healed, he left the place and returned directly to the shore.

The blue crocodile shook his head and swung his tail, descended downstream in the river, and disappeared in place.

...

After three days.

A lot of blood-eyed crows hovering over Ji Shuihe, covering the sky.

Peng Yue and many other monks who participated in the First World War in Dongling Valley stood on the shore, looking at the rushing river, looking ugly and silent.

Before they set off, they had ten real people.

Today, there are only six.

Peng Yue's face turned yellow, and it seemed that the injuries were not minor. He rushed here before he could heal them.

Foundation-building monks have also halved.

"quack!"

It didn't take long before a harsh cry came from the sky in the distance.

Many blood-eyed crows all paused, and then lined up in the sky, as if to welcome some powerful existence!

After a while, a **** Raven King, gigantic and dark, galloped.

On his back, there is a middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe, with his hands on his back, his cheeks thin and his eyes gloomy.

"Meet the Lord!"

The people in Blood Raven Palace immediately knelt down on the ground, bowed their heads, and trembled, afraid to face the Lord of Blood Raven Palace.

Peng Yue gritted his teeth and summoned his courage to say: "Master Qiqiong, subordinate ..."

Peng Yue talked about what happened in Dongling Valley one by one.

But in fact, no one saw how Fei Yu died.

This is also the biggest confusion of the whole thing!

If Yu Fei does not die and is protected by the spirit master of Jin Dan, the Lord of the Blood Ravens will not fall.

Thank you ZENA for your reward ~

(End of this chapter)