There was a lot of commotion here, and there were already many monks in the vicinity who were rushing here.

Master Situ frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Solve this matter as soon as possible, don't be treated as a yellow finch by others!"

Leng Ming nodded, his eyes were gloomy, staring at the little fat man, and said slowly: "Senior brother, don't say that I don't talk about the same family, I'll give you two paths, you choose!"

"The first way, hand over the Huangquan map and all the treasures in the tomb, I will spare your life! The second way ......"

"Needless to say!"

Before Leng Ming finished speaking, he was interrupted by the little fat man.

The little fat man clenched his fists and said word by word: "I will never hand over the Huangquan Diagram to you!"

This is what he found with his own ability at great risk, why should he hand it over to Leng Ming!

"Good, good, good!"

Leng Ming nodded, endless murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and said coldly: "This is the path you chose yourself, don't blame me for not being emotional!"

The little fat man took out the flying sword from the storage bag, his expression was firm, and there was no fear on his face.

Leng Ming's gaze turned, swept over Su Zimo and the others one by one, a thick mockery flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Senior brother, I have to say, you have really grown up, and you actually know how to find a helper, which really impresses me." ”

"However, these three or two people and a few beasts are what you rely on?"

Hearing the word 'beast', the monkey and the others showed a trace of anger and ferocity in their eyes.

Linghu looked murderous, stared at Leng Ming with an unkind face, and said with a smile: "Little bamboo pole, you'd better run quickly for a while, don't be caught by your tiger master and me, otherwise...... Hmph!"

Leng Ming chuckled lightly and asked rhetorically: "Senior brother, you don't naively think that with such a few small roles, you can compete with me, right?"

"Small role?"

The little fat man laughed too.

There are only nine of them in total, except for the monkey, Linghu, Qingqing, little fox, and golden lion are demon clans, and the remaining four people, which one is a small role?

He is a true disciple of the Tomb Sect.

Shi Jian is a true disciple of the Puppet Sect.

Lin Xuanji is the heir of Xuanji Palace!

Although Su Zimo has no sect and no faction now, in this ancient battlefield, I am afraid that no one dares to say that he is a small character!

Not to mention anything else, just the three words 'Su Zimo' are brought out, I'm afraid it will scare a group of people to death!

"Why, you don't believe me?"

Leng Ming laughed loudly and said, "In that case, before I die, let me introduce you well, the real Tianjiao on this Heavenly Desolate Continent will also let you die clearly!"

"This is Master Situ, the true disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect. ”

Situ Shi's eyes were cold, and he looked at Shi Jian's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Shi Jian said in a low voice: "I'll hand this person over to me in a while!"

Lin Xuanji whispered: "Although this person has not cultivated the Jindan Vision, his means are not weak, and the three-zhang tall war corpse behind him has a tendency to evolve into a silver corpse. ”

The corpses of the Corpse Refining Sect are divided into several levels, the lowest level is the dead corpse, the weakest in strength, and the swords, water and fire, will easily smash them.

This was followed by the iron corpse, followed by the bronze corpse.

Normally, the Jin Dan real people of the Corpse Refining Sect control the bronze corpse.

On top of the bronze corpse, it is the silver corpse!

Leng Ming pointed at another person and smiled leisurely: "This fellow Daoist is one of the nine sects of the Immortal Sect, Nie Hao of the Mixed Yuan Sect!"

"Mixed Yuan Sect?"

Su Zimo muttered softly, and a figure like an emperor was recalled in his mind.

Mixed Yuan Zong, Emperor Yin!

This person is indeed terrifying, and he is the number one enemy Su Zimo has encountered since his cultivation!

Lin Xuanji said casually: "This person is Di Yin's junior brother, but he is suppressed by Di Yin's reputation, and he has some means. ”

Su Zimo knew very little about the Tianjiao disciples of the major super sects, but Lin Xuanji was a treasure.

Su Zimo turned his head and said to Lin Xuanji: "Seeing that you said it so easily, this person is handed over to you." ”

"Don't mind. ”

Lin Xuanji waved his hand and pouted: "I am not all the way with you, the benefits in this big tomb are all taken by you, I just drank some soup." ”

"Lin Gongzi, you don't want to escape, do you?"

The little fox wanted to provoke Lin Xuanxuan, but he didn't expect to escape at all.

Lin Xuanji's face didn't blush, and he said seriously: "The gentleman doesn't stand under the dangerous wall, don't worry, I will definitely be the first to run in a big battle, and I won't cause chaos for you......"

"This is Xu Cheng, the first person of the Nine Sects of the Immortal Sect and the Jindan of the Wind and Thunder Palace!"

The cold voice sounded again, putting Xu Cheng's introduction at the end.

Hearing this name, the crowd of people watching nearby came with a burst of exclamations.

Lin Xuanji's expression became rare and serious, and he said in a deep voice: "This person is extremely strong, and it is said that he has cultivated the highest level inheritance vision of the Wind and Thunder Palace, and the five thunders will destroy the world!"

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the last Jindan Vision List, the ninth place was a descendant of the Wind Thunder Palace, and the vision of cultivation was the four thunder bombardments.

Behind this golden pill vision, it is also clearly described that the highest level of this golden pill is to condense the five divine thunders, which has the power to destroy the world!

Four divine thunders can be ranked in the top ten of the vision list.

Condensing the five divine thunders, how terrifying will this person's combat power be?

I only heard Lin Xuanji continue: "This person's combat strength can be ranked in the top five on the vision list, or even the top three! He came this time to compete with Emperor Yin. ”

Su Zimo nodded.

Lin Xuanji advised again: "Don't underestimate the enemy, although you are a twin vision, but this person's five divine thunders descended at the same time, and your twin vision may not be able to compete with it!"

Su Zimo frowned.

So far, he has not encountered it, and there is a golden pill vision that can compete with his twin vision.

At most, it can only confront one of his visions and stalemate, and when another vision rises, the other party will inevitably collapse, and there is no suspense!

Unexpectedly, before he arrived in Vientiane City, he met such a ruthless character!

Leng Ming looked at the little fat man and asked with a smile: "Can you introduce these helpers you are looking for, and let us see and understand." ”

In the crowd of the Corpse Refining Sect, the Mixed Yuan Sect, and the Wind Thunder Palace, there were bursts of chuckles.

Situ Shi and Nie Hao looked arrogant.

Xu Cheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky with his eyes, not bothering to look at Su Zimo and the others.

The current situation is enough to settle without his action.

Tianjiao of the major super sects, most of them know each other, and the few people opposite, except for the little fat man and Shi Jian from the super sect, the remaining two people are extremely unfamiliar.

Either they are casual cultivators, or they are disciples of small sects, come to join in the fun, and increase their knowledge.

Lin Xuanji had already put on the mask before leaving the tomb, and Master Situ and the others naturally couldn't recognize it.

The little fat man snorted, pointed to Lin Xuanji beside him, and said, "This is ......"

Lin Xuanji hurriedly waved his hand and said with a hippie smile: "I'm just a small character, you don't need to introduce me, I'll leave in a while, you fight, it's none of my business......"

"Hahahaha!"

Qun Xiu burst into laughter.

Leng Ming held back a smile, pointed to the green-shirted monk next to Lin Xuanji, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he raised his voice: Who is this, junior brother, please introduce it quickly, let us listen. ”

The little fat man was just about to speak, but the green-shirted monk took the first step to speak and said lightly: "My name is Su Zimo." ”

The laughter in the crowd came to an abrupt end!

It's like all the monks are being choked by the throat!

(End of chapter)