Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 469: Come to try!

“en?”

Junhao and Si Yutang were both frowned, showing suspiciousness.

The sound sounded familiar, and the two weren’t quite sure.

Normally, that person should be dead.

is it possible that, this person went deep into the ancient battlefield and came back alive?

“who?”

The white shirt cultivator slightly raised his eyes, and the complexion sank, the killing intent appeared.

Then, in the eyes of the white-shirt cultivator, there was also a touch of confusion.

It didn’t sound in Cave Mansion, it sounded like it came from 10 li away.

The weirdness is here.

Since this person is 10 li away, how can it be possible to hear them talking in this Cave Mansion?

How powerful is this ear?

Under the Heavens, is there a divine ability like tailwind ears?

suddenly!

For a while, splitting the air sound rang, from far to near, extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the door of this Cave Mansion had already arrived!

“Fast body!”

White shirt cultivator heart shivered with cold, eyes turned, staring at the martyrdom when he came.

Junhao and Si Yutang 2 are the same. They want to know if the person is coming!

Soon, among the martyrdom, an azure silhouette emerged and came pacing, neither fast nor slow, looking calm and calm, there was an indescribable momentum!

The eyebrows are clear, just like a scholar, it is Su Zimo who came from Profound Heaven City.

Junhao narrowed his eyes, killing intent, and hated, “It really is you!”

“You didn’t die?”

Si Yutang opened his mouth slightly and said incredibly.

Su Zimo expression was calm, glanced at 2 people, and made almost no stop.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo looked towards the tall and burly corpse that was hitting the stone room, his eyes flashed, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he seemed to think of something.

After a short pause, his eyes fell on the white-shirted cultivator.

After entering Cave Mansion, Su Zimo didn’t say a word, just looked around all around.

But somehow, it was such a simple and subtle action that made the white-shirt cultivator feel an unprecedented pressure!

Su Zimo’s eyes are bright and deep, his eyes are calm, he can control everything!

Without saying a word, it exudes arrogant’s domineering!

This temperament is not pretended.

It’s made of endless skeletal bones, countless Heaven Chosen blood, and it will be revealed inadvertently!

Cultivator expressionless in white shirt, a little uneasy in his heart, suddenly took a few steps back and whispered: “Come back!”

The motion of the corpse suddenly paused, and he staggered, and then strode to the white-shirted cultivator, staring at Murderous-looking Su Zimo.

At this point, the wound on the corpse that had been cut by Killing Formation had already coagulated and was no longer bleeding.

“Senior Brother Li, this person is Su Zimo!”

Junhao quickly said, “It’s him, it hurts your war dead! The Killing Formation outside this stone is the one he laid out.”

The white-shirt cultivator didn’t say a word, staring at Su Zimo, expression grave.

Su Zimo lightly saying: “One of the 5 heretic paths, Corpse Refining Religion.”

After going deep into the ancient battlefield, through Tang Yu and the others, he knew a lot about the Peak forces of Heavenly Desolate Continent, and at a glance he could see the identity of the white-shirt cultivator.

The cultivator of the Corpse Refining Religion will use sect secret techniques to craft a war corpse to help them fight, and it is very recognizable.

Su Zimo looked at the white-shirt cultivator, and faint smile asked: “I just blown myself so hard. Why didn’t I go to the Human Sovereign Palace to see the Divine Phoenix Island evil?”

The white shirt cultivator looked ugly.

The Human Sovereign Palace came, and of course he wanted to compete for Human Sovereign inheritance.

His war corpse impervious to sword or spear, neither water nor fire can approach, is no less powerful than the 8-pulse Foundation Establishment.

However, the cultivator of Corpse Refining Religion has a fatal weakness.

Compared with the powerful war corpses, they are not strong themselves. Once they lose the protection of the war corpses, they will almost certainly die on the 8-veined Foundation Establishment!

Under the Human Sovereign Palace, there are various heaven chosen.

Don’t even think about it, it was an unprecedented scuffle.

In this scuffle, the corpse can’t protect him well, and it is difficult for him to protect himself!

The white shirt cultivator hesitated for a long time before giving up to the Human Sovereign Palace.

It turned out that his decision was correct.

It is said that in the next bloody battle at Human Sovereign Palace, nearly half of Heaven Chosen fell, and most of Heaven Chosen was abolished. It is extremely tragic!

White shirt cultivator coldly snorted, saying: “Human Sovereign Palace is a scuffle. If one on one fight, the Divine Phoenix Island evildoer may not be my opponent!”

“Oh?”

Su Zimo frowned.

“Who are you, which sect which school?”

White shirt cultivator asked back.

Junhao quickly said, “Senior Brother Li, rest assured, this person is just a small sect’s disciple in the big Zhou Dynasty. There is nothing to come. He was just a 4-pulse Foundation Establishment more than half a year ago.”

Compared with the Peak forces such as the 5 heretic path, Super Sect, Misty Peak can only be regarded as a small sect.

Hearing Junhao’s words, the white-shirt cultivator frowned slightly.

More than half a year ago, it was a 4-pulse Foundation Establishment, and now even if he cultivates speed heaven defying, there is Kaimai Dan to help, it is at most 7-pulse Foundation Establishment.

Take a step back, even if it is the 8-pulse Foundation Establishment?

This person is from a small sect and has no backing.

The little sect’s background is there, and the cultivation technique has limited cheats. Where can this person’s strength be clever?

Is it out of sight?

The white-shirt cultivator expression grew cold, waved his hand, and said, “Go, try this Fellow Daoist’s method!”

The corpse knew it, roared loudly, and struck meteor.

Compared with the tall and strong dead body, Su Zimo’s figure is ‘skinny’, it seems that even one finger of the dead body cannot stop it!

But looking at the dead body that rushed over, Su Zimo expressed the same, just smiling slightly.

Zheng!

Unconsciously, Su Zimo already has a bloody long knife in his palm.

Blade vibration, blood energy skyrocketing!

“Want to try me?”

Su Zimo looked like a knife, and said quietly, “Take your life!”

Hong long!

The words didn’t end, Su Zimo moved, suddenly took a step!

This step stepped down, the ground suddenly cracked a path of gap, densely packed.

Suddenly, the earth quaked and the mountains shook, the entire Cave Mansion is on the verge of collapse, countless sand and stones rolled down, it seems that it may collapse at any time!

The hearts of several people present were shaking at the same time.

Su Zimo urges Spirit Power, and the Spirit Sea in Dantian instantly boils, setting off a stormy sea!

Under azure clothes, the spirit veins are shining one after another, and the spirit power whistled past is turbulent.

“8 Veins Foundation Establishment!”

Junhao and Si Yutang turned out in shock, exclaiming.

call!

Su Zimo comes out, and the blood glow skyrocketing, like a blood day, it immediately fell on top of the dead body!

The corpse was too late to dodge, only slightly tilted his head.

Pu chi!

The Blood Quenched knife ran down the shoulder of the dead body, and moved towards the lower part of the fiercely chopped in!

The blade was rubbing against the muscle skeleton, and there was a oozing sound, as if cutting metal black iron, the sound was harsh.

The thick, dirty blood surged out.

this blade, almost chopped the dead body in half!

The Blood Quenched knife has been chopped into the corpse’s chest before it can stand still!

He was held back by Blood Quenched’s knife, and the corpse was unable to walk.

Su Zimo’s seemingly thin body, just a stab at it, sent out heart-warming terror, even the dead bodies impervious to sword or spear, neither water nor fire can approach could not resist!

The white-shirt cultivator’s face was paler and his figure shook a bit.

(End of this chapter)