Ten zhang away from the blood pool, there was an inch-headed monk sitting cross-legged, and a pitch-black and stout spear was stuck in the ground beside him, taller than Su Zimo. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The inch-headed monk had his eyes closed, his breathing was steady, his face was like a knife, his bare upper body, and every inch of his muscles shimmered with a bronze sheen, like molten steel poured, full of power.

Within a radius of 100 meters around this person, there was no one but the huge spear.

The moment Su Zimo saw this person, he felt a strong pressure!

It was a kind of violent and domineering aura to the extreme, coercive and wanton!

"This man is strong!"

Su Zimo's heart sank.

Although there is the existence of the Forbidden Spirit Ancient Array here, which can only rely on the power of close combat, Su Zimo is not invincible.

His Great Wilderness Twelve Demon King Secret Classics have only cultivated to the marrow cutting chapter, and they have not yet been completed, even with the help of the Void Thunder Technique's marrow washing scripture, the strength is only equivalent to the late stage of foundation building.

The girl in the pink skirt frowned slightly as her eyes fell on the inch-headed monk.

The Demon of the Overlord Palace, Pang Yue!

Pang Yue, known as the madman of the Overlord Hall by many disciples of the Demon Sect, acts arrogantly and domineeringly, and has extremely strong combat power, and only this person will be so big and come alone.

On the opposite side of the blood pool, there were more than a hundred monks, dressed in similar costumes, obviously from the same force.

The man at the head was dressed in a purple robe, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to burst out with psychedelic brilliance, bewitching people's minds.

On the other side of the purple-robed monks, there were dozens of monks, led by a man dressed in a red blood robe, pursing his lips, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and his face was expressionless.

Su Zimo's eyes swept away, and he could roughly see that if he didn't count them, there were three forces here.

The inch-headed monk himself, the purple-robed monk and more than a hundred people behind him, and the blood-robed monk and dozens of people behind him.

Of course, there could also be four forces.

If Su Zimo expected it to be good, the 'dead corpse' who assassinated him twice before should not belong to these three forces, counting this person, it is four forces.

If that 'dead corpse' came here, using his disguise and concealment methods, without revealing killing intent, Su Zimo would not be able to find this person at all.

Su Zimo and the girl in the pink skirt appeared, and the reactions of the monks of these three forces are also worth playing.

The inch-headed monk remained motionless, not even opening his eyes.

The purple-robed monk looked at the girl in the pink skirt, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a sneer.

The blood-robed monk looked indifferent and didn't say a word.

What these three monks have in common is that they all subconsciously ignore Su Zimo.

At this moment, in the fork in the road not far away, a group of monks walked out, led by a person dressed in black robes, who were none other than the members of the Earth Demon Sect who had fought with Su Zimo before.

After the black-robed monk saw Su Zimo, his pupils contracted slightly, and the killing intent was fleeting.

Originally, the black-robed monk brought more than 100 people, but in the short fight with Su Zimo, he broke more than 20 people, and even he almost died!

It didn't take long for a few more people to appear, the leader was extremely handsome, shaking a folding fan in his hand, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like stars, his bearing was extraordinary, and he was wearing a white robe, which was really called a jade tree in the wind.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and his gaze was soft.

Compared with the inch-headed monk, the purple-robed monk and others, this person is quite normal, not like an evil sect.

The white-robed man was followed by four stunning women, each with a fairy posture and a slender body, but each with its own merits.

The white-robed man turned his gaze to the girl in the pink skirt, and said softly: "Yan'er, this place is so dangerous, come to my side?"

"Hee-hee. ”

The girl in the pink skirt laughed and said, "Shangguan Yu, I've disappointed you, you Yunyu Sect has a stupid person who was killed by me!"

"Oh. ”

The white-robed monk named Shangguan Yu didn't seem surprised, and nodded: "Yan Fei, I thought he would die, but I didn't expect him to die so quickly." I thought he could come here with you. ”

"As a disciple of the Cloud Rain Sect, he made a mistake that he shouldn't have made the most. The girl in the pink skirt said.

"Huh. ”

Shangguan Yu smiled and said, "He, an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect, how can he be the opponent of the dignified Demon Sect Plain Girl, and he died unjustly. ”

After a pause, Shangguan Yu's gaze swept over Su Zimo, shook the folding fan, and asked seemingly casually, "Yan'er, who is this person?"

"He's the one who protects me. The girl in the pink skirt stepped forward, took Su Zimo's arm, and said in a greasy voice.

"Oh?"

Shangguan Yu smiled and said faintly: "I have some skills to be able to come here...... It's a pity that he is going to die. ”

At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head sideways, looked at the girl in the pink skirt beside him, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and said calmly: "Demon Gate Plain Girl, you are really a person from the Demon Gate." ”

"I don't want to hide it from you, but ......"

The girl in the pink skirt was just about to explain, but was interrupted by Su Zimo's voice: "I said before, if you see someone in the Demon Gate, if you see one, kill one!"

Poof!

Hearing this, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud on the spot.

What is this place?

Who are the people around?

This green-shirted monk is really convulsive, and he dares to say such a thing!

Hahahaha!

There was a burst of laughter around, and even the inch-headed monk who had always closed his eyes turned his head and glanced at Su Zimo.

"Who is this person, it amuses me. ”

"I don't know, Xu has a problem with his brain and starts talking nonsense. ”

Almost everyone was laughing, but the black-robed monk of the Earth Demon Sect couldn't.

Shangguan Yuwan said: "Yan'er, this monk is a bit interesting, I am a little reluctant to kill him." ”

The girl in the pink skirt ignored others, just looked at Su Zimo, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Su, you promised me to protect me." ”

"Yes. ”

Su Zimo nodded, and in the next sentence, he almost vomited blood in the pink skirt.

"I repented. Su Zimo said expressionlessly.

The girl in the pink skirt grinded her teeth and said, "Why are you so brazen? Don't forget, I can give you more than 400,000 spirit stones!"

Su Zimo pointed to the surrounding monks, and said in a deep voice: "If what I expected is right, here are all people from the Demon Gate, and the inheritance of this place is also the inheritance of your Demon Gate!"

"You brought me here, you didn't have any good intentions at all, if it weren't for some of my means, I'm afraid I would have ended up with Wu Xiangming and Yan Fei a few people! 400,000 spirit stones, I can protect you, but if you want to buy my life, it's too cheap!"

At this moment, the girl in the pink skirt was shocked.

The two were extremely close, and she really felt Su Zimo's murderous intention.

The girl in the pink skirt stiffened and fell into the ice cellar.

She knew that if she didn't deal with it right, this man in green shirt would really kill her!

"You, you can't kill me. ”

The girl in the pink skirt said suddenly.

Su Zimo was silent, just looked at the girl in the pink skirt coldly, and her palm had already touched the handle of the Cold Moon Knife.

The girl in the pink skirt stretched out her hand, slowly took off the veil on her face, revealing a bright and flawless face, and said softly: "My name is Ji Yaoyan." ”