Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 699: Little Role?

There was a lot of noise here, and many monks were already approaching here.

Situ Shi frowned slightly, Shen said: "Resolve the matter as soon as possible, don't be treated as a canary!"

Lengming nodded, his eyes were faint, staring at the fat man, and slowly said, "Master, don't say I don't talk about the same feelings, I will give you two paths, you can choose!"

"The first way, hand over all the treasures in Huang Quantu and the tomb. I will spare you! The second way ..."

"No need to say it!"

Before the cold words were finished, he was interrupted by the fat man.

The fat man clenched his fists and said, "I will never give you Huang Quantu!"

This is what he took at great risk, relying on his own ability to find, why give it to Leng Ming!

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Lengming nodded, and endless killings appeared in his eyes, and Han said, "This is the road you have chosen, so don't blame me for not being emotional!"

The fat man reached out the flying sword from the storage bag, his expression was firm, and there was no fear on his face.

Leng Ming's eyes turned, brushing one by one on Su Zimo and others, with a thick mockery flashing in his eyes, smirking, "Master, you have to say that you have really grown up, and you actually know how to find a helper, really Makes me look. "

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

Hearing the words "birth beast", monkeys and others all showed a trace of anger and brutality.

The spirit tiger's face is deadly, and his face is staring at Leng Ming, and he smiles: "Little bamboo pole, you better run quickly, don't be caught by your tiger grandfather, otherwise ... hum!

Leng Ming chuckled and asked, "Master, don't you think that with such a few small characters, you can compete with me?"

"Little character?"

The fat man also laughed.

There are only nine of them. Except for monkeys, spirit tigers, Qingqing, little foxes, and golden lions, they are demons. The other four are small characters.

He is a true disciple of the Tomb Sect.

Shi Jian is a true disciple of Dai Zong.

Lin Xuanji is a descendant of Xuanji Palace!

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

Without saying anything else, just moving the three words "Su Zimo", I am afraid that will kill a group of people!

"Why don't you believe it?"

Leng Ming laughed loudly and said, "That being the case, before I die, let me introduce you to you. The real arrogance on this desolate continent will make you understand!"

"This is the true disciple Stuart of the Necrophilia."

Situ Shi's eyes were cold, looking at Shi Jian's eyes, as if looking at a dead man.

Shi Jian whispered: "Leave this person to me!"

Lin Xuanji whispered: "Although this person has not cultivated the Golden Dan vision, but the means is not weak, the three-foot-tall war corpse behind him has already evolved towards the silver corpse."

The corpse of the corpse cult is divided into several levels, the lowest level is the dead corpse, the weakest power, sword and water, will easily chop it.

Followed by iron corpses, followed by copper corpses.

Normally, the Jindan real person of the corpse cult controls the copper corpse.

Above the copper corpse, there is the silver corpse!

Leng Ming pointed at another person and smiled leisurely: "This Taoist friend is one of the nine factions of Xianmen, Nie Hao of Yuanzong!"

"Hun Yuanzong?"

Su Zimo murmured, remembering a figure like an emperor in his mind.

Mixed Yuanzong, Emperor!

This man is really horrible, but Su Zimo's first enemy he encountered so far!

Lin Xuanji said casually: "This man is the emperor's younger brother, but it is severely suppressed by the reputation of the emperor.

Su Zimo didn't know much about the Tianjiao disciples of the super super gates, but Lin Xuanji was a treasure.

Su Zimo turned his head and said to Lin Xuanji: "Looking at you so easily, this person has given it to you."

"Don't introduce."

Lin Xuanji waved his hand and poked, "I'm not with you all the way. The benefits in this tomb are all taken by you. I just drank some soup."

"Linzi, don't you want to escape?"

The little fox wanted to excite Lin Xuanji, but he didn't eat it at all.

Lin Xuanji didn't blush, and said seriously: "Be gentlemen under the wall, rest assured, after a long war, I'm sure to run first, not to make you mess ..."

"This is the nine factions of Xianmen. The first person of Jindan of the Thunder Palace is Xu Cheng!"

The cold voice sounded again, putting Xu Cheng's introduction at the end.

Hearing the name, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd watching nearby.

Lin Xuanji's look became rare and serious, and Shen said, "This man is very powerful, and the legend has cultivated the highest-level inheritance vision of the Hall of Wind and Thunder, and the Five Thunders are extinct!"

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the previous Golden Dan Vision list, the ninth place was a descendant of the Wind Thunder Hall, and the training vision was the four thunder bombers.

Behind this Golden Dan Vision, it is also clearly described that the highest level of this Golden Dan is to condense the five **** thunders and has the power of extinction!

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

Five gods thunder gather, how terrible will this man's combat power be?

Just listen to Lin Xuanji continue to say: "This man's combat power can enter the top five or even the top three of the vision list! He came this time to compete with the emperor."

Su Zimo nodded.

Lin Xuanji also urged: "Don't underestimate the enemy. Although you are twin visions, but this person's five gods come at the same time, your twin visions may not be able to compete with them!"

Su Zimo frowned.

So far, he has n’t encountered any spiritual practice, and there is a golden vision that can compete with his twin vision.

At best, it can only stand in stalemate with one of his visions, and another vision rises, the other party will inevitably fail, no suspense!

Unexpectedly, he had encountered such a ruthless character before he arrived in Vientiane!

Leng Ming looked at the fat man and asked with a smile: "You introduce the helpers you are looking for, and let us see."

There was a burst of chuckle among the crowd of corpse cults, mixed Yuanzong, and Wind Thunder Hall.

Situ Shi and Nie Hao looked proud.

Xu Cheng had his hands on his shoulders and looked at the sky with both eyes, too lazy to see Su Zimo and others.

The current situation, even without him, is enough to settle.

Tianjiao of the major super schools, most of them knew each other. Except for the fat man and Shi Jian from the super schools, the remaining two were extremely strange.

Either a casual repair or a disciple of Xiaozongmen, come to join in a lively, and gain insights.

Before Lin Xuanji left the tomb, he had already put on the mask, and Situ Shi and others did not recognize it.

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

Lin Xuanji quickly waved his hands, and hippie said with a smile: "I'm a small character, don't introduce me, I'll leave in a while, you fight, it's not my business ..."

"Hahahaha!"

Qun Xiu laughed loudly.

Leng Ming held back a smile and pointed at the blue shirt monk next to Lin Xuanji. His eyes were full of chants, and he said loudly: Who is this, brother, please introduce it quickly, let us listen. "

As soon as the little fat man was about to speak, the monk in a blue shirt spoke first, and said lightly, "My name is Su Zimo."

The laughter in the crowd stopped abruptly!

Like all monks, their throats were choked!

(End of this chapter)