Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 897: Scared Silly?

The T-shirt man is not someone else, it is Su Zimo who changed his face.

Unless he has far more knowledge than him, he won't find him easy, let alone see his original appearance.

Staying alive is the meaning of Jiujiaodaojun.

Although Jihuo Daojun only said this sentence from his shot to the present, Su Zimo can feel the anger that Jiuhuo Dao tried to suppress in his tone.

Five thousand years later, Bai Lianmen was bullied into his head, and was met by Jiu Huo Dao Jun. He must ask a question!

Ruxuan came up, grabbed Su Zimo's body, and hurriedly grabbed Wuyuan's god.

suddenly!

Su Zimo's heart moved and she noticed that he pulled Ru Xuan back.

"What are you doing ..."

Ruxuan frowned, shouted, and stopped short before she finished speaking.

I saw Wuyuan Yuanshen spooky spontaneously spontaneously ignited, the dim flames flickered, and the spooky and terrifying!

Ru Xuan's face was scared.

It is conceivable that if Suzi Moura had just caught her, her hands had been covered with the fire!

The lighter loses an arm, and the heavy one may even disappear!

"Don't worry, I won't die in vain. The strong man in my Temple of Underworld will come to my door and take revenge for me!"

Wu Yuan's voice came from the blazing fire, with endless resentment.

"Well, you can't escape one of you! You'll be practicing the gate, waiting to receive our revenge!"

Snapped!

Su Zimo flicked his sleeves, and a mana stamp fell down, directly smashing the Yuanshen of Wuyuan!

This is obviously a means of self-destruction of Wu Yuan, which can no longer be saved, it is better to stab him, and to have a clean ear.

Su Zimo made a move, gathered the storage bags of Wu Yuan and others, and glanced casually, there was nothing valuable or useful.

Su Zimo picked up the black shield again.

This black shield can hold his strength without breaking, and it is also a treasure.

Of course, for Su Zimo, this thing hasn't caught his eye yet.

Just a few battles at the Wan Yao Conference, he gained a lot.

The storage bags of Xuanyangfeng Overlord are all here.

At this moment, Liu Hanyan came to Su Zimo, worshiped Yingying, and said sincerely, "In the next hundred refining gates, Liu Hanyan, thank you Daoyou for your righteousness and save my life."

Nangong Ling always felt that Liu Hanyan had some other meanings when he saw Su Zimo's eyes. He couldn't help but be sour in his heart. He quickly said: "Be careful with smoke, this person's identity is unknown. Ask him where he is coming from! "

"That's all afterword."

Liu Hanyan shook his head slightly, and said, "No matter what, it is true that this Taoist saved us!"

"Without him, the three of us would have been captured by Wu Yuan long ago, and at this time I do not know what kind of insult.

Nangong Ling could not refute for a moment.

Liu Hanyan gently pushed Ru Xuan again, and said, "I haven't stepped forward to thank you, but they have saved you two lives!"

Ru Xuan pursed her lips and worshiped Su Zimo, and said, "Mangy, my name is Ru Xuan, and I am also from Bailianmen. Thank you for today."

Nangong Ling also reluctantly, but still bowing his fists in the direction of Su Zimo, Shen said, "Thank you to friends at Nangong Ling in Xiabai Lianmen."

Su Zimo smiled slightly and nodded.

Although these three people belong to the same door, they have very different personalities.

Liu Hanyan is more calm, thoughtful and courteous.

Ru Xuan seemed to be very carefree, informal, and straightforward.

And Nangong Ling's body, in addition to the momentum from the gate, there is a kind of pride in the bones, seemingly of extraordinary origin.

The three felt good for Su Zimo, at least not badly, with a sense of vigor and bravery on their bodies.

"Hello, haven't you heard the name of Brother Nangong?"

After seeing Nangong Ling introduce himself, Su Zimo had no response, Ru Xuan couldn't help asking.

Su Zimo recalled it carefully before shaking his head: "This ... has never heard of it."

Ru Xuan immediately showed a slight contempt.

"Have you heard of the Golden Dan Vision?" Ru Xuan asked again.

"Have heard it."

Su Zimo nodded.

Ru Xuan patted her swollen chest, and she breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "It's okay, you also know the Golden Dan Vision List, so I can explain it."

After a pause, Ru Xuan took a deep breath and sold enough, and slowly said, "You listen! Brother Nangong is the 83rd in the Golden Dan Vision list!"

Su Zimo froze.

It wasn't because of shock. He was at the top of the vision list. Eighty-third of the vision list was nothing in his eyes.

He froze. On the one hand, the years passed. Hundred years later, the vision list has changed.

On the other hand, it is also recalling the scenes that occurred in the ancient battlefield a hundred years ago, with great emotion.

Nangong Ling stood aside, raised her proud chin, and showed a pride in her brows.

His eyes, looking at Liu Hanyan from time to time, seemed to be showing off silently.

Under the seemingly calm appearance, but can't conceal the small thrill inside.

Su Zimo's response made him very satisfied.

Anyone who suddenly sees the monk on the 83rd place in the vision list is so shocked and sincere.

At this moment, Nangong Ling felt as if he was the only existence between heaven and earth, all glowing with light.

Liu Hanyan caressed his forehead with some helplessness.

"Giggle!"

Seeing Su Zimo's eyes straight, Ruxuan couldn't help laughing, and stretched out her palm and shook it in Su Zimo's eyes. She said, "I'm scared, silly? Hello, wake up soon!"

"Uh……"

Su Zimo came back to God and laughed a little, and seemed to have another meaning.

However, at this time Nangong Ling, Ru Xuan did not respond at all.

Until shortly afterwards, when they really understood the meaning of Su Zimo's smile, they almost found a place to dig into it.

"Giggle!"

Ru Xuan hammered Su Zimo's chest, but nothing malicious.

"Ru Xuan, don't make trouble!"

Liu Hanyan really couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "I need to know that there are people outside, there are mountains outside the mountain, and Brother Nangong's strength, I also admire, but he still has 82 Tianjiao in front of him."

"What's more, there is the last vision list, the Tianjiao on the big last vision list."

Ruxuan shook her head: "You can't say the same thing, you know, we are the monks of Bailianmen, one of the four side gates. They are no better than the fairy gate, the magic gate, and the Buddhist gate."

"Our Monk Monk, it is difficult to occupy a seat in the vision list. The last time the monk vision list was left, we have to go back thousands of years."

Ru Xuan was right.

The disciples of the four big beholders have a hard time keeping their names in the vision list.

In the last vision list, only one of Danyangmen's Ji Chengtian appeared among the four side gates, and he ranked behind one hundred.

Therefore, Nangong Ling can be ranked 83rd in the vision list, which is already quite rare.

It's easy to understand.

Whether it is Bailianmen or the other sects of the four major gates, the tendency of cultivation is different.

Like Bai Lianmen, focusing on the refining device.

People have limited energy, and if they want to succeed in the refiner, they must consume huge mental energy.

As a result, the combat power is naturally weak.

From ancient times to the present, there are very few monks who have achieved great achievements in refining tools and combat power.

(End of this chapter)