Warrior’s Promise

262. Chapter 262 Tigers eat

    Su Mo walked for two days in the Xuanjingjing and got a lot of Third Level Spiritual Medicine. Soon he came to the center of Xuanjingjing.

    At this time, a majestic ancient city appeared in front of his eyes, and the walls of the ancient city walls were all poured with black iron.

    At this time, there are a large number of young Martial Artists, rushing from the ancient city in all directions.

    "This ancient city should be the core of the Xuanjing, and there are countless treasures in it!"

    Su Mo shines brightly. The thing he wants most is not Spirit Stone or Spiritual Medicine. His most urgent thing is to get a powerful Culture Technique martial skill.

    Su Mo cultivation's Cultural Technique martial skill, except that Body Refining's Ten Thousand Elephants Divine Art is the Fifth Level's rank, all others are Third Level Low Grade Cultivation Technique martial skill. When his cultivation base was not high, Third Level Low Grade's Cultural Technique martial skill has great advantages for him.

    But nowadays, with his continuous improvement, the opponents he meets are basically the masters of True Spirit.

    True Spirit, which is not the Cultivation Technique martial skill of Third Level of cultivation, so for the moment, what Su Mo needs most is the powerful secret book.

    Now Su Mo is able to exceed the level of fighting, relying only on the strength of the fleshly body, and the nine times the strength of the nine spirits.

    If not, he does not have much ability to compete at the level.

    Su Mo figure, like an arrow, rushed into the ancient city without hesitation.

    The buildings in this ancient city are completely different from the outside world. Apart from a straight street, there are palaces and towers.

    "Run fast, Xin is in the air."

    "What is killing man and madness is lifeless!"

    "Oops, let's run!"

    In a palace in the distance, more than a dozen people fled and fled, and everyone broke the speed to the extreme. They only hated dad and gave birth to two legs.

    Whoosh!

    The next moment, a blood light flashed through the void, and the dozens of people were all dead, and the broken limbs were scattered all over the place.

    "haha ha!! Er and other ants are really vulnerable! ”

    There was a loud laughter in the palace.

    "Sinless!"

    Su Mo's brow wrinkles, this life is really powerful, the dozens of people he just killed, are basically all True Spirit realm, and even a few of them aura is stronger than the Heaven Alliance's Panghe, but Still being killed by the other party in an instant.

    Xin Weisheng, ranked 93rd in the list, is two worse than Leng Yunfeng, but his strength is no worse than the cold cloud.

    Su Mo hurried away from the place and turned into a nearby palace. He has self-knowledge, and now he can't be the opponent of Powerhouse.

    Walking into the palace, there is a hall in front, and there is a faint voice in it.

    "It seems that I am not alone here!"

    Su Mo secretly, he immediately converges himself to the aura and approaches the hall.

    Do not blame Su Mo for being cautious, it is really too many masters to enter the Xuanjingjing, his strength can only be considered moderate among these people.

    There are three doors on the side of the hall. Each door is engraved with different patterns. At this time, there are more than a dozen Sect disciples who are facing each other and want to grab the first entry and grab the treasure.

    "Everyone, we are the people of the mysterious ancestors of the Iron Forest, and those who offend my mysterious ancestors are dead end ones!"

    ‘Hum! What shit mysterious, garbage Sect only! We are Yuntiancheng discipline, First Senior Brother is the 91st ranked cold cloud front, you can quickly go away, or don't blame us. ”

    "Cold Yunfeng is indeed strong, but he is not here, we killed you, who knows that we killed, since you are looking for death, then give me death!"

    Boom! !

    The sound of the bursting sound was one after another, and the whole palace was shaking. The mysterious disciples and the disciples of Yuntiancheng were handed over.

    Su Mo is hidden in the distance, and carefully observes the battle between the two sides. There are seven people in the Xuanjizong discipline, most of which are True Spirit cultivation base, one of them is the True Spirit cultivation base.

    On the other side of Yuntiancheng, there are only four people, and all of them are True Spirit Martial Artist. From the lineup point of view, Yuntiancheng's discipline is much weaker than Xuanjizong.

    However, the four people in Yuntiancheng were so powerful that the seven people of Xuanjizong couldn’t help them.

    Su Mo's secret shaking his head, the Martial Artist of the small country, and the Martial Artist of the great country are really incomparable.

    Yuntiancheng is one of the Great Sects of Wuning Guosan. It is said that there are dozens of True Astral masters in it, which is not comparable to the Sect of the small countries such as Xuanjizong and Rising Wind Island.

    The battle between the two sides quickly reached intensified, and casualties gradually appeared. Yuntiancheng's discipline died one person, and Xuanjizong's discipline died three people.

    Su Mo glared at a few people in the war, slowly sneaked into one of the doors, ready to take the opportunity to seize the treasure.

    Waiting for a while, Su Mo saw several people have already killed their eyes, and gradually moved away from the three doors, and immediately figured a move.

    Whoosh-

    Su Mo's speed is lightning fast, leaving a series of afterimages, like a gust of wind rushing into one of the doors.

    In the door is a space of less than ten square meters, including a wooden table with a purple wooden box on the table, and a quaint secret book lying quietly in the wooden box.

    Su Mo is bright, but at this time it is obviously not the time to view, Su Mo directly put the secret book into the Storage Ring.

    WHO?

    "Where is the mouse generation? Actually dare to eat food! ”

    "court death!"

    At this time, the people of Xuanjizong and the people of Yuntiancheng discovered that Su Mo, who had been killed halfway, immediately stopped fighting and roared to Su Mo.

    Shua!

    Su Mo didn't dare to stay, and had no time to take the treasures from the other two doors. The movement technique was cast to the extreme and quickly shot outside the door.

    咻咻Whoosh!!

    Su Mo's figure has just rushed out, and the people of Xuanjizong and Yuntiancheng have taken action, and the seven attacks have crushed Su Mo.

    "broken!"

    Su Mo didn't have time to escape. He immediately screamed and upgraded his strength to the peak state. The nine-speaker whirl hónng lóng lóng was running, the whole body golden light was released, the head Sword Intent was rushing, and the Martial Spirit was also motivated.

    "Wind Howling to the Nine Heavens !"

    Su Mo's sword hit the oncoming attack, and the dazzling sword light was accompanied by a hurricane, colliding with seven attacks.

    "Hong!"

    The attack of these seven people was too strong. Even if Su Mo broke out all the strength, it was still far from being defeated. It was directly shot and the body crashed into the wall and flew directly to the street outside the main hall.

    Puff

    The open mouth spurted a blood arrow, Su Mo did not dare to stay, the figure slammed into the nearby alley, and several flashes disappeared.

    After half a flight, Su Mo found that no one was chasing him, and he stopped.

    Those people just now may be vying for the treasures of the other two doors and have not chased him.

    “No! Don't break through to True Spirit, you can't compete with these people! ”

    Su Mo's face is a little pale, and there are too many masters who come to Xuanjing. In addition to the peerless geniuses of those few hundred, the remaining people, the Martial Artist of the Second Spirit in the Second Spirit, is inexhaustible. There are quite a few Martial Artists in True Spirit.

    Moreover, many of the Marting States' Martial Artists are extremely powerful and far from being able to measure their strength with the cultivation base.

    Su Mo pondered for a moment and secretly decided that it is necessary to attack the True Spirit. He can't wait any longer. If he drags it down, he will not only be able to get enough treasures here, but he may also die here.

    After a few moments, he sighed and Su Mo took the secret book he had just grabbed from the Storage Ring.

    Su Mo slowly opened the secret book. He is looking forward to it. I don't know if this secret book is a Cultural Technique or a martial skill. What is the grade?

    The secret book opened, and the four quaint characters suddenly caught the eye of Su Mo.

    "Magic clone!"