Chapter 235: Demon Rope

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Although the gray-robed monk in front of him was only in the early stage of foundation building, Su Zimo did not dare to be careless.

This person is full of weirdness and unfathomable from the inside out.

Besides, this person can easily pass through the primeval jungle and the sea of bones, which is enough to be worthy of Su Zimo's vigilance!

The gray-robed monk came to Su Zimo about ten meters in front of him, paused, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile: "Daoyou, you are following closely enough, and you haven't been dumped yet?"

Su Zimo looked at this person calmly and was silent.

A hint of banter flashed in the gray-robed monk's eyes, his face sank, he suddenly put away his smile, and asked coldly: "Say, what are you from, what is the purpose of following me!"

After saying this, the gray-robed monk stared at Su Zimo's face tightly, trying to find a flaw in Su Zimo's demeanor and eyes.

"I'm not following you. ā€

Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged and he shook his head.

That's just the way it is.

The gray-robed monk didn't gain anything, so he couldn't help frowning, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Is it really a coincidence?"

"No, I can't. ā€

The gray-robed monk thought for a moment, "Even if it's a coincidence, it can't let him continue to move forward. If my plan is ruined because of this person, it will be more than worth the loss. ā€

"How did you get through the Sea of Bones?" the Grey-robed Monk asked suddenly.

"Walked over. ā€

Hearing this answer, the corners of the gray-robed monk's mouth twitched, and he stopped talking.

The gray-robed monk's gaze swirled around Su Zimo's body, and then landed on the night spirit at his feet.

Seeing the night spirit, the gray-robed monk couldn't hold back any longer and rolled his eyes.

The gray-robed monk teased: "The preferences of Taoist friends are really extraordinary! People are looking for cubs of ancient relics or pure-blooded fierce beasts as their own war beasts, and you are good, you actually raise a black dog cub......

"It's your business. ā€

Su Zimo sneered and choked back.

The gray-robed monk was not angry, shook the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I will send you a piece of advice. Since you can pass through the sea of bones, I advise you to turn around and go back now, and don't go any further. ā€

"This is not the place where you can come!"

The gray-robed monk pointed to the mountain peak next to him, looked serious, and said word by word.

Su Zimo didn't speak.

He also wanted to turn back.

To be precise, from beginning to end, Su Zimo didn't want to take the initiative to set foot here.

Su Zimo came here completely because he was desperate.

Now, if he turns back, he will only encounter his pursuers.

What's more, to be able to come here, it was all thanks to the guidance and persistence of the night spirit, and Su Zimo could not retreat easily.

"Not going back?"

The gray-robed monk frowned and muttered softly, "This is tricky, I can't let you follow me, it's a big deal for me." ā€

"You go your way, I go my way, you and I don't interfere with each other. Su Zimo was also quite jealous of this gray-robed monk and didn't want to conflict with him.

The gray-robed monk was silent for a moment before shaking his head and said, "No, that's too risky. Since you don't retreat, then I can't blame you. ā€

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Su Zimo's face changed, he didn't think about it, and immediately took the lead.

The two were extremely close.

If there is no accident, Su Zimo is seventy percent sure that he will suppress this gray-robed monk!

Rumble!

As you plow your steps, a clear footprint appears on the ground, and the surrounding dirt is splashed.

Almost instantly, Su Zimo came to the gray-robed monk, carrying the bloodline, and there was a surging sound of the sea tide in his body, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the sound was terrifying!

"Huh?"

In the face of Su Zimo's preemptive move, hearing the sound coming from Su Zimo's body, the gray-robed monk did not panic at all, but sighed lightly, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"Such a powerful bloodline?"

"How did you cultivate?"

Su Zimo didn't say a word, rotated his arm, and punched his backhand, smashing towards the top of the gray-robed monk's head, like a big seal, and suddenly fell.

"Not bad, not bad. ā€

In the face of Su Zimo's style, the gray-robed monk did not dodge or dodge, and nodded and praised with the heart.

I saw that the gray-robed monk suddenly leaned out of the folding fan and gently touched Su Zimo's wrist.

This time the speed is extremely fast, the last hit is first-come, the landing point is accurate, and the timing is exactly right!

Bang!

Su Zimo's wrist was numb, and the power of this punch quietly collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, there was a piercing pain in Su Zimo's wrist, as if it was broken!

The gray-robed monk chuckled, took out a rope out of nowhere, and threw it lightly in the direction of Su Zimo, saying in his mouth: "Tie!"

This rope quickly wrapped around Su Zimo's body, tying his arms and feet to his sides, and circled again and again.

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo was trapped by this inconspicuous rope and couldn't move!

A dark shadow sprang out.

"Eidolon, don't move!"

Su Zimo hurriedly called out to the night spirit.

In fact, at the moment when the gray-robed monk made a move, Su Zimo had already realized that this person was by no means in the early stage of foundation building.

It may be a Jindan real person, or it may be a Yuanying Zhenjun.

At least, the Grey-robed Monk's cultivation realm far surpassed him.

With such a powerful monk, the night spirit rushed up, but it was useless, and he might be killed by the gray-robed monk with one move!

The night spirit stopped, his cold eyes glaring at the gray-robed monk, poking his head out, a low roar coming from deep in his throat, killing intent.

"Hey. ā€

The gray-robed monk came to the night spirit, squatted down, and said with a smile: "You black dog cub, you are not small, you dare to murder me?"

The distance between one man and one beast is extremely close!

As soon as the night spirit raised his hand, he could arrive.

But after half a sound, the night spirit never made a move, but his eyes were still cold.

The gray-robed monk smiled, stretched out his folding fan and tapped the night spirit's head, and said, "It's okay, it's quite clever, it's your fate." ā€

Su Zimo let out a sigh of relief.

He could naturally see that the gray-robed monk was deliberately luring the night spirit to attack.

If the Night Spirit really makes a move, not only will it not hurt the Grey-robed Monk, but the latter will also take advantage of the situation to kill the Night Spirit!

The gray-robed monk stood up, looked at Su Zimo with a helpless look, and spread his hands and said, "Since you refuse to retreat, I can only trap you here." ā€

"Also, it's a demon rope. Oh, I don't think you've heard of it either. ā€

The gray-robed monk said: "The demon rope can even bind pure-blooded beasts strongly, although your body is strong, but it can't withstand pure-blooded beasts, don't try to break free, lest you ask for hardship." ā€

Su Zimo was silent.

The gray-robed monk turned his head and walked a few steps, as if he was a little relieved, and said, "You stay here honestly, and I'll come down in a while to help you untie the demon rope." ā€

With that, the gray-robed monk took three steps and two steps into the jungle, and walked towards the top of the mountain, and his figure disappeared. (To be continued.) )