"Huh?"

Jun Hao and Si Yutang frowned, both showing suspicious expressions.

The voice sounded familiar, and the two of them weren't quite sure.

Normally, that person would have died.

Could it be that this person went deep into the ancient battlefield and came back alive?

"Who?"

The white-shirted monk raised his eyes slightly, his face sank, and the murderous intent loomed.

Immediately afterwards, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the white-shirted monk.

The voice didn't sound in the cave, it sounded like it was coming from ten miles away.

Here's the weirdness.

Since this person was ten miles away, how could he hear their conversation in this cave?

How powerful is that?

In the world, is there really such a magical power as Shunfeng Ear?

Suddenly!

A sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded, from far to near, extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it had already descended on the door of this cave!

"What a quick move!"

The white-shirted monk's heart sank, and his eyes turned, staring at the road when he came.

The same is true for Jun Hao and Si Yutang, they want to know if the person who came is the person!

Soon, in the middle of the road, a cyan figure appeared, pacing, not in a hurry, looking calm and calm, with an indescribable momentum!

The person who came with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like a scholar, was Su Zimo who came from Xuantian City.

Jun Hao narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent, and said hatefully: "Sure enough, it's you!"

"You're not dead?"

Si Yutang opened his mouth slightly and said in disbelief.

Su Zimo's expression was calm, his gaze swept over the two of them, and he barely stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo looked at the tall and burly corpse that was attacking the stone room, his eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had thought of something.

After a slight pause, his gaze fell on the white-shirted monk.

After entering the cave, Su Zimo didn't say a word, just looked around.

But for some reason, it was such a simple and subtle action, but it made the white-shirted monk feel an unprecedented pressure!

Su Zimo's eyes are bright and deep, his gaze is indifferent, and he can control everything!

didn't say a word, but exuded a domineering spirit that was empty-eyed!

This kind of temperament is not pretended.

It is cultivated with endless corpse bones and countless Tianjiao blood, and it will be revealed inadvertently!

The white-robed monk was expressionless, a little uneasy in his heart, and suddenly took a few steps back and called softly, "Come back!"

The corpse's movements suddenly stopped, and he was stunned for a moment, before he strode to the white-shirted monk's side, glaring at Su Zimo murderously.

At this time, the wounds on the corpse's body that had been cut by the killing array had already condensed and were no longer bleeding.

"Senior Brother Li, this person is Su Zimo!"

Jun Hao hurriedly said: "It's him, the battle corpse that injured you! The killing array outside this stone room was arranged by him." ”

The white-shirted monk was silent, his eyes were fixed on Su Zimo, and his expression was solemn.

Su Zimo said lightly: "One of the five great left paths, the Corpse Refining Sect. ”

After he went deep into the ancient battlefield, through Tang Yu and others, he knew a lot about the top forces of the Heavenly Desolation 6, and he could see the identity of the white-shirted monk at a glance.

The monks of the Corpse Refining Sect will use the secret method of the sect to refine a war corpse to help them fight, which is easy to identify.

Su Zimo looked at the white-shirted monk and asked with a smile: "I blew myself so hard just now, why didn't I go to His Royal Highness the Human Emperor to meet the demon of Shenhuang Island?"

The white-shirted friar's face was ugly.

The Human Emperor Palace came, and of course he also wanted to compete for the Human Emperor inheritance.

His war corpse is invulnerable, invulnerable, and his strength is by no means weaker than that of the Eight Veins Building Foundation.

However, the monks of the Necrochet Sect have a fatal weakness.

Compared with the powerful war corpses, they themselves are not strong, once they lose the protection of the war corpses, they will almost definitely die if they build the foundation of the upper eight veins!

His Royal Highness the Emperor gathers all walks of life.

You don't have to think about it to know that it was an unprecedented scuffle.

In this kind of melee, it is impossible for the war corpse to protect him, and it is difficult for him to protect himself!

The white-robed monk hesitated for a long time before giving up going to the Human Emperor's Palace.

Later, it turned out that he was the right decision.

It is said that in the bloody battle of His Royal Highness the Human Emperor, nearly half of Tianjiao fell, and most of Tianjiao was abolished, which was extremely tragic!

The white-shirted monk snorted coldly and said, "His Royal Highness the Human Emperor is a scuffle, if he fights alone, that Divine Phoenix Island demon may not be my opponent!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised his eyebrows.

"Who are you, and what are your sects?"

The white-robed monk asked rhetorically.

Jun Hao hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Li, don't worry, this person is just a disciple of a small sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he has no background, more than half a year ago, he was just building a foundation with four veins. ”

Compared with the top forces and level sects like the Five Great Left Dao, Ethereal Peak can indeed only be regarded as a small sect.

Hearing Jun Hao say this, the white-shirted monk frowned slightly.

Most of the time half a year ago, it was the four veins that built the foundation, and now even if he cultivates against the sky and has the help of the Open Vein Pill, at most it is the seven veins to build the foundation.

Taking a step back, what if it is the foundation of the eight veins?

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

The foundation of the small sect is there, the practice cheats are limited, how can this person's strength be?

Is it out of sight?

The white-shirted monk's expression became cold, and he waved his hand, "Go, try this fellow Daoist's methods!"

The corpse understood, roared angrily, and the momentum was monstrous, and the meteor strode over.

Compared with the tall and strong corpse, Su Zimo's figure can be described as 'skinny', and it seems that even a finger of the corpse can't stop it!

But looking at the dead bodies rushing over, Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and he just smiled slightly.

Zheng!

Unconsciously, Su Zimo's palm already had a blood-colored long knife.

The blade of the knife vibrates, and the blood is soaring!

"Want to test me?"

Su Zimo's eyes were like knives, and he said faintly: "Take your life to try!"

Bang!

Before the words fell, Su Zimo's body moved, and he suddenly took a step!

With this step, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked and was densely packed.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, the entire cave was crumbling, and countless sand and stones rolled down, as if they could collapse at any time!

The hearts of several people present trembled at the same time.

Su Zimo urged the spiritual power, and the spiritual sea in the dantian boiled instantly, setting off a stormy wave!

Under the green shirt, the spiritual veins shone one after another, and the spiritual power roared by, surging and rushing.

"Eight Veins Build the Foundation!"

Jun Hao and Si Yutang changed color in shock and exclaimed.

Call!

Su Zimo took out the knife, and the blood skyrocketed, like a round of blood sun, and instantly descended on the top of the dead corpse's head!

The corpse didn't have time to dodge, so it could only tilt its head slightly.

Poof!

The blood quenching knife went down the corpse's shoulder, slashing diagonally downward!

The blade rubbed against the musculoskeletal, and there was a seeping sound, as if it was cutting through metal, and the sound was piercing.

Thick, filthy blood gushed out.

This knife almost cut the dead body in half!

The blood quenching knife slashed into the chest of the dead corpse until it stopped!

Resisted by the bloody quenching knife, the corpse could not move an inch.

Su Zimo's seemingly thin body, just with a casual knife, burst out with a palpitating terrifying power, and even the dead corpse that was invulnerable to knives and guns, water and fire could not resist it!

The white-shirted monk's face turned even paler, and his figure shook for a moment.

(End of chapter)

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