Chapter 170 Demon Child Gather, Feast Opens

At a distance of 100 feet from the blood pool, there is a person with a cultivator sitting cross-legged, a black thick long spear inserted on the side floor, higher than Su Zimo.

This inch of cultivator closed his eyes, his breathing was smooth, his face was cut and red. With naked upper body, every inch of muscle flashes the shine of bronze, like pouring steel, full of strength.

This person is 100 meters round, and there is no one, only the huge long 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 heart shivered with cold.

Although there is an ancient formation of the forbidden spirit here, which can only rely on the power of melee, Su Zimo is not invincible.

His Great Desolate Twelve Monster Kings Secret Art has only practiced Cutting Marrow and has not yet achieved great completion. Even if there is too much imagination to help, the strength is only equivalent to the Foundation Establishment late stage.

The pink skirt girl’s eyes fell on the inch-shaped cultivator, slightly frowned.

Overlord Hall Demon Child, Pang Yue!

Pang Yue, known as Demon sect’s many disciples, is known as Overlord Hall. He is arrogant and has a great battle strength. Only this person will be so entrusted to come.

Opposite the Blood Pond, there were more than 100 cultivators standing in similar costumes, apparently from the same force.

The headed man, dressed in a purple robe, carrying both hands, his eyes were deep, and both eyes seemed to be able to illuminate the psychedelic luster and bewildering.

On the other side of the purple robe cultivator, there are still dozens of cultivators, headed by men wearing red blood robes, clenching their lips, eyes extremely indifferent, expressionless.

Su Zimo’s eyes glanced around, and it seemed that, excluding them, there were 3 forces here.

Inch-head cultivator himself, purple robe cultivator and more than 100 people behind him, blood robe cultivator and dozens of people behind him.

Of course, there may be 4 forces.

If Su Zimo had expected it well, the “dead body” that had shot him twice before should not belong to these 2 forces, and counting this person would be 3 forces.

If the ‘dead body’ came here, using his disguise to hide, without revealing the killing intent, Su Zimo would never be able to find the person.

Su Zimo and the girl in pink skirts appeared, and the reaction of the three parties’ cultivator is also interesting.

The cultivator didn’t move, his eyes didn’t open.

The purple robe cultivator looked at the girl in a pink skirt, her mouth slightly tilted, and a sneer appeared.

The blood robe cultivator expression is indifferent and silent.

The common feature of the three cultivators is that they subconsciously ignored Su Zimo.

At this moment, not far away, a group of cultivators came out and the head of the group was wearing a black robe. It was the Earth Fiend Cult who had previously played against Su Zimo.

The black robe cultivator saw Su Zimo, his pupils contracted slightly, and his killing intent was fleeting.

The original black robe cultivator brought more than 100 people, and in the short encounter with Su Zimo, he lost more than 20 people, and even he nearly lost his life!

Not long after, a few more people appeared. The head of the life was very handsome. He shook a folding fan in his hand, his face was like a crown jade, his eyes were out of the ordinary, with a white robe. A handsome like a jade tree.

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

Compared with the inch-headed cultivator, the purple robe cultivator and the others, this person is quite normal, and does not seem to be evil.

The white robed man is followed by 4 stunning women, each with a beautiful appearance and a slim figure, but each with a beautiful 1000 autumn.

White robed man looked around, looked towards the pink skirt girl, softly said: “Smoke, here is so dangerous, come to my side, right?”

“hehe.”

The pink skirt girl laughed and said, “Shangguan Yu, you are disappointed. You Cloud and Rain Sect have a fool and I was killed!”

“Oh.”

The white robe cultivator called Shangguan Yu seemed unsurprising, nodded and said: “Yan Fei, I already thought he would die, but didn’t expect him to die so fast. I thought he could talk to you Come here. “

“As a Cloud and Rain Sect disciple, he made the last mistake he should make,” said the pink skirt girl.

“hehe.”

Shangguan Yu laughed, saying: “He is an ordinary demon sect disciple, but how can he be a dignified demon sect uncle’s opponent, he died unjustly.”

After a pause, Shangguan Yu’s eyes glanced at Su Zimo, shaking the folding fan, and seemingly asked: “Yan, who is this person?”

“He is the one who protects me.” The pink skirt girl stepped forward, wearing Su Zimo’s arm, grinning.

“Oh?”

Shangguan Yu smiled and said quietly, “It’s a little ability to get here … Unfortunately, he’s going to die.”

At this moment, Su Zimo turned her head and looked at the side pink skirt girl with a mockery in her eyes, said in a tranquil voice: “Demon sect, you really are a demon sect.”

“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 demo sect, see one, kill one!”

Pu chi!

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

where is this place?

Who is this around?

This azure clothes cultivator is really a head strain, even dare to say such a thing!

hahahaha!

There was a laughter all around, and even the cultivator, who kept his eyes closed, turned his head and glanced at Su Zimo.

“Who is this person, amuse me?”

“I don’t know, Xu is having a brain problem, and started talking nonsense.”

Almost everyone was laughing, but the black robe cultivator of Earthly Fiend Cult couldn’t laugh.

Shangguan Yu said, “Yaner, this cultivator is interesting, and I am a bit reluctant to kill him.”

The girl in a pink skirt ignored her, but looked at Su Zimo and said aggrieved, “Su big brother, you promised me to protect me.”

“Yes.”

Su Zimo nodded, the next sentence, but almost the pink skirt woman vomit blood qi.

“I regret it,” Su Zimo expressionless said.

The pink skirt girl grinds her teeth and says, “Why are you so shameless? Don’t forget, I can give you more than 40 10000 Spirit Stones!”

Su Zimo pointed to the cultivators around him, and said in a deep voice: “If I expected it to be good, this is a demon sect. The inheritance here is the inheritance of your demon sect!”

“You simply brought me here. Simply didn’t have good intentions. If I had some means, I would have ended up with Wu Xiangming and Yan Fei! 4 hundred thousand Spirit Stone, I can protect you, but you want to buy me Life, but too cheap! “

In this brief moment, the pink skirt girl is heart startled.

The two were very close, and she really felt the killing intent of Su Zimo.

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

She knew that this azure clothed man would kill her if she didn’t cope!

“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.”

many thanks Liu Xing Yu, girl’s strange poem, Li Mo, period reward ~

(End of this chapter)


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