Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 893: Nosy

In the realm of cultivating, battles of slaughter can be seen everywhere.

What's more, it is a prosperous and prosperous region like Zhongzhou.

Su Zimo went all the way, and he fought a lot like this.

However, he didn't show up to intervene. If all this kind of thing is involved, I am afraid that after walking for more than ten years, he may not be able to reach Bailianmen.

What's more, many of the fights in the cultivation world are difficult to distinguish between right and wrong.

In many cases, it may be a disagreement, or it may be to compete for some treasure.

Su Zimo was too lazy to bother.

Now, hearing the sound of fighting in the distance, he just paused a little and continued to move forward.

"and many more."

At this moment, the voice of Jiujiao Daojun sounded in Su Zimo's mind.

"This place is very close to Bailianmen. It is already under the control of Bailianmen. Check it out!"

"it is good."

Su Zimo nodded, his body flickering, and galloping towards the place of fighting and killing.

This time, Su Zimo directly sacrificed the method of electricity.

The whole person turned into an electric light, galloping fast, and soon reached his destination.

Su Zimo looked around.

I saw that the two opponents were Yuan Yingzhengjun, who had spells that collided in the void.

Feijian, the magic weapon galloping, the light flashes, the mana is violent, it is very intense.

On one side, there were only three people, one man and two women. They were very young, and it was clear that they had just stepped into Yuan Ying's realm.

On the other side, there are ten Yuanying Zhenjun, who have their faces covered, and are cultivated in depth, most of them are in the late Yuanying period.

There is also a man who has a powerful spell, and the power of consciousness with a hint of pure sun, apparently has been cultivated to the Yuanyang Great Realm!

As soon as the time comes, this person can step back into the virtual world!

The three people's side obviously fell into the downwind.

Dozens of flags were inserted around the three, and they were inserted into the ground according to a certain mysterious distribution, forming a large array!

Each of the battle flags was engraved with extremely complicated formations.

Dozens of flags are standing there, black smoke billows and isolates the people inside!

Normally, this black smoke can not only cut off the eyes and sights of the monks, but also cut off the consciousness.

But for Su Zimo, who is practicing the Secret of the Desolation King, this black smoke is like a nearly transparent tulle!

I saw the man and the two women trapped in the middle of a large array, resisting stretched.

Although the two female nuns are extremely beautiful, they are already sweating and embarrassing. The clothes on their bodies have been broken into pieces, revealing a touch of white greasy, and the spring is looming.

One man and two women are in the early years of Yuan Ying, but the combat power is very different!

The two female practitioners are very ordinary Yuan Ying Zhenjun, and they have quite a lot of rules when they fight.

But compared to that man, it is far worse!

Judging by Su Zimo's eyes, this man is also regarded as a Tianjiao.

It's very rare to get into a big battle and lose the geographical position.

If it were not for this person's hard support, the three of them would have been defeated and captured.

People on both sides did not know Su Zimo.

His eyes turned and fell on the cuffs of the two monks.

Generally speaking, the signs of the Zongmen are mostly printed on the cuffs or waist of the robe.

The cuffs on the side of the ten Yuanying Zhenjun were printed with a faint flame, which was very weird, showing a gloomy atmosphere.

On the other side, the cuffs of a man and a woman are printed with a simple and vicissitudes of the great tripod.

"This respect ..."

Su Zimo murmured, and Lulu recalled that this mark was somewhat familiar and should be seen somewhere.

"This respect is the symbol of Bailianmen."

The voice of Jiujiaodao sounded loudly, Su Zimo sounded.

At the time, when he saw this mark, it was under the cold lake in the Canglang Mountains, the body of the extreme fire prince!

...

"Nangong Ling, don't hold on!"

In the big battle, the only Yuanyuan Dazhen really smiled proudly and said leisurely: "If I had no pity for the smoke, Ruxuan and two sisters, you would have fallen!"

"Hahahaha!"

The remaining nine Yuanying Zhenjun laughed and walked unscrupulously around the bodies of the two women.

The two women's repair clothes were shattered, staring at so many naked eyes. For a while, with shame and anger, under the turbulence, the mana in their hands almost collapsed and they were captured!

The man called Nangong Ling glimpsed this scene and said quickly: "Two sisters must not be fooled, this is Wu Yuan's attack!"

"This place is not far from the Zongmen. As long as the same door passes by, and we tell the Zongmen, we can be saved!"

Hearing this sentence, the two female Xiu really calmed down a lot, eyes firm.

"Ha ha."

Wu Yuan sneered with sneer, his eyes sneered, and said, "Nangong Ling, I might as well tell you that this array is a blaze of fire. Now, I am just urging the first layer of change-black smoke."

"If I urged the second layer of change in the large array-the underworld, without ten breaths, the three of you would be ashes!"

Nangong Ling's face changed.

He knew that what Wu Yuan said was not a bluff.

The blaze of fire really works, and they can't resist it!

Even now, the black smoke is rolling and the nose is bad. In the battle, it is difficult for them to hold their breath and inhale some.

The ten people on the other side covered their noses and noses with a veil of special qualities, without any influence at all.

Over time, the black smoke they inhale will only increase, the combat power will decrease sharply, and there is no possibility of escape!

Nangong Ling cried out: "Wu Yuan, you can come to me with any grudges, why bother them?"

"I'll fight it out. You let them go!"

"Hahahaha!"

Wu Yuan seems to have heard a big joke, saying: "Nangong Ling, you must die today, and you are not qualified to talk to me about the conditions!"

Wu Yuan's eyes fell, and they fell on the graceful bodies of the two women, licking their lips, and smirking, "I want not only the two things on them, but also their people!"

"Nangong Ling, at that time, I will allow you to watch, ha ha ha ha!"

Wu Yuan's words were extremely vicious, Nangong Ling's face was ugly, he jumped up in place, and hysterically cursed:

"Wuyuan old dog, our ancestor is eighteen generations!"

"You have the courage to single out with me, I'll let you use one hand to beat your **** out!"

Not to mention Wu Yuan and others, even the two female nuns were stunned.

Like Nangong Ling, there are still people who practice the Taoism, just like the rogue in the market.

"Oops!"

Nangong Ling was not aware of this excitement, a wound was cut from his body, and blood was dripping.

"Fuck your mother!"

Nangong Ling stared at the monk who stabbed him, and shouted loudly: "Anyway, I'm going to die, I'll scold enough!"

Wu Yuan frowned, and then said with a smile: "Do you want to yell and let people nearby hear?"

"I advise you to die this heart, this time can isolate the sight of God, let alone voice!"

"To tell you the truth, the messenger that you just secretly released was already swallowed up by the underworld."

Nangong Ling's three faces looked ugly.

Wu Yuanhan whispered: "What's more, even if someone passes by, I don't know what is going on here, who dares to gossip and get into trouble!"

At this moment, Wu Yuan's voice had just fallen, and another voice sounded from outside the large array.

"I've always liked to gossip ..."

(End of this chapter)