Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 215: Siege

“en?”

Wen Xuan expression changed, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of the dark cloud.

Su Zimo saw such a dark cloud, suddenly frowned, and felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

This black cloud is moving very fast, flashing weird red light, but not like a cloud, but like …

“Mine cave, blood-eyed crow!”

The so-called black cloud is actually a rush of crows.

The flashing red light is the eyes of the crow!

Su Zimo remembered the battle outside Lin Feng City, Shen said: “Be careful, you are the group of spirit ore outside Lin Feng City!”

“Come for revenge, demon sect?”

Wen Xuan narrowed his eyes and the killing intent surged.

In the hearts of Misty Peak, everyone thought that the tragedy in Linfeng City was done by demon sect.

But Su Zimo learned from Ji Yaojing that demon sect does not have such a vicious means and cultivation technique.

At this point, Su Zimo believes in Ji Yaojing.

Ji Yaojing, though seemingly frivolous, is very generous, and in the bones takes pride in demon sect.

If it was done by a demon sect, she would not deny it.

Su Zimo looked at Little Fatty and Leng Rou and whispered, “If you see the situation is wrong, run away!”

“What?” Little Fatty was startled.

Leng Rou is also slightly frowned.

2 people have not realized the danger yet.

From the perspective of two people, sect has 2 Gold Core Daoists such as Wen Xuan, as well as their Foundation Establishment Realm Peak cultivator.

Such a powerful strength is enough to destroy some small sects, so why fear people coming.

Su Zimo didn’t say a word, looked around Feng Haoyu and Elder Chen, and found a Flying Sword from the storage bag.

It’s Ji Huo Dao Monarch’s top grade Flying Sword!

During this time, Su Zimo devoted most of his energy to studying the practice of refining, realized Torch Shining Sword Formation, and improved the cultivation realm.

The top grade flying tool in his storage bag is the only top grade Flying Sword.

Soon, dark clouds came over the Dongling Valley.

The endless blood-eyed crow circling in the sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun, exuding a strong monster qi, each cultivation base is not weaker than the Foundation Establishment cultivator!

It suddenly darkened.

The many Misty Peak disciples in the valley look a little ugly, and there is a scare in the bottom of his eyes.

After all, this scene is too shocking, send cold shivers down one’s spine, shudder!

The crow’s eyes burst into crimson blood light, hissing constantly, staring at the cultivators below, as if they would dive down at any time, tearing many Misty Peak disciple into pieces!

Little Fatty look pale, swallowed, expressed grave, “This flat-haired beast is much stronger than the last time I saw it!”

At the entrance of Tangling Valley, a huge spirit boat galloped and jumped down from the number of 100 cultivators.

Among them, there are ten Gold Core Daoist!

All the rest are Foundation Establishment cultivator, cultivation base uneven, but there are several times more people than Misty Peak disciple!

Coupled with the blood-eyed crow above Wuyangyang …

Whether from the Gold Core Daoist or the Foundation Establishment cultivator, Misty Peak is absolutely down.

This is a round of siege!

There is no way to go to heaven, no door to the ground!

Among the 100 cultivators coming down from the spirit boat, the young cultivator headed by him is Foundation Establishment great perfection, dressed in a blood-colored robe, and asked a crow’s pattern on his cuffs, look pale, his mouth slightly tilted, and his smile evil.

Ten Gold Core Daoist crowded around, guarding it in the middle.

“who are you?”

Wen Xuan stared at the blood robe cultivator, holding talisman in his left hand, and a Flying Sword floating in front of him, his voice cold.

“hehe.”

The blood robe cultivator chuckled, and said leisurely: “Fellow Daoists don’t have to be nervous, I don’t mean to come here. If Fellow Daoists cooperate well, I will give you a chance!”

Slightly paused, the blood-gown cultivator’s words suddenly turned, and his voice became cold: “But if you don’t know anything, huh … then don’t blame me for killing!

Wen Xuan’s finger moves, pinch Spirit Art, and the power of his fingertips surrounds him.

At Elder expression grave, step forward and shook the head, and whispered: “Don’t be impulsive, really fight, our disciples are easy to fold here, let’s explore his bottom first.”

Yu Elder asked, “I don’t know what this Fellow Daoist is called?”

“I’m more casual on this point.”

The robe cultivator slightly smiled, saying, “You can call me a young master, or you can call me a master. See you like it, I don’t force it.”

Elder looked ugly.

Whether it is young master or is Master, this means that he must submit to the blood robe cultivator in front of him!

Since Elder is Gold Core Daoist after all, how could he promise such a ridiculous request.

“Junior, this place is only 100 miles away from my Misty Peak. If you use the crane to communicate, it won’t be long before my expert comes to support you, don’t be too arrogant!” Yu Elder said in a deep voice.

“Hahahaha!”

Blood robe cultivator said with a big smile: “old dog, it really gives you face you don’t want!”

“First, with my army of blood crows, your cranes can’t be transmitted at all! Second, even if your cranes are transmitted, you people can’t last that long!”

Wen Xuan coldly snorted and said: “You don’t have to talk nonsense to Elder. As a demon sect, everyone wins!”

“I’m not a demo sect.”

The blood robe cultivator coldly smiled, saying: “Finally give you another chance, all knowledge allegiance me, I can spare you! Otherwise, kill without mercy, one is not left!”

“Oh, by the way. There is a man named Su Zimo among you, whether you acknowledge allegiance me or not, I will suppress you with my own hands, little by little torture to death … jié jié jié jié!”

In the mouth of the blood robe cultivator, a series of eerie laughter came from.

“acknowledge allegiance ?”

Wen Xuan also laughed and said, “You first ask the sword in my hand!”

At this moment, the blood-gown cultivator suddenly raised his head, and said lightly, “You still don’t do it?”

The words did not fall, Su Zimo heart startled, suddenly loudly roared: “Everyone spreads out, sect has inner ghosts!”

Wen Xuan’s response was the fastest, immediately crushing the body protection talisman in the palm of his left hand.

A mask rose instantly, wrapping him up.

when!

A crackling sound.

sparks radiate all around.

A Flying Sword hit Wen Xuan’s body protection mask, which caused the mask to tremble for a while, almost crashing, showing the power of this sword!

Little difference!

As long as Wen Xuan is a little slower, he is already dead.

In fact, Wen Xuan responded immediately because of Su Zimo’s inquiries on the spirit boat.

Although, at the time Wen Xuan didn’t care.

However, when he saw a powerful force coming up to arrange such a round of siege, Wen Xuan vaguely realized that there might be a ghost in the sect, and he became wary.

Otherwise, the news that they came to Dongling Valley today cannot be leaked out.

Of course, this speculation is a bit vague, and Wen Xuan has time to confirm it.

At this moment, the blood robe cultivator said such a sentence, and Su Zimo was loudly roared, Wen Xuan crushed the body protection talisman without thinking.

Feeling the horror of the sword behind him, Wen Xuan also knew that he had just walked around the Gate of Death and could not help but sweat out.

It’s double eleven again, a festival of old swords is coming, should it be happy or sad …

(End of this chapter)