The day after the arrival of the Human Emperor Palace, Su Zimo left Xuantian City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He didn't take the Night Spirit with him, but chose to continue to keep it by Xiao Ning's side to protect Xiao Ning's safety.

Although Xiao Ning has been inherited by the Danchi Sect and will definitely be valued when he enters the Danyang Gate, Su Zimo is still not at ease.

Only if the Night Spirit followed him would he feel a little relieved.

After returning from the Danchi Sect, Xiao Ning was extremely happy.

Because, in the inheritance memory of the Danchi Sect, Xiao Ning finally found an elixir that can increase longevity - the Immortal Pill!

However, the Immortal Pill is a third-order elixir.

With Xiao Ning's current level of alchemy, he can't refine it at all.

Before parting, Xiao Ning smiled and said to Su Zimo: "Don't worry, I will definitely refine the Immortal Pill as soon as possible to renew my eldest brother's life!"

Extending the life of the eldest brother is the only reason why Xiao Ning became an alchemist.

Recalling Xiao Ning's smile, Su Zimo was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

Su Zimo did not choose to go with anyone.

Because, from the moment he was ready to make a move and compete for the inheritance of the Human Emperor Palace, he had already planned to change his face and hide all his identity origins!

When the Human Emperor Hall descended, Su Zimo had to face almost all the super sects on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

If a big war breaks out and the bloody nature is killed, I am afraid it will be difficult to end at that time.

Moreover, Su Zimo had a longing in his heart.

Fight to your heart's content, you don't have to hide the matter of cultivating demons, you don't have to hide, and you have a hearty battle with many Tianjiao!

Since it is possible to demonize, Su Zimo must change his appearance.

Even if the major super sects settle accounts after the autumn, they can't find anyone at all.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Su Zimo will not use any means that may reveal his identity.

Galloping on the road, there was a crackling sound in Su Zimo's body, the muscles and bones sounded together, his body became taller, and his flesh and blood swelled.

Even the facial features are beginning to change!

In the blink of an eye, the original Su Zimo disappeared completely.

Instead, there was a two-meter-tall, burly man, with a rough face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and he could no longer see the slightest bit of beauty.

Su Zimo condensed a spiritual power mirror with his backhand, looked at it, was extremely satisfied, and grinned.

This burly figure, the original green shirt no longer fits.

Su Zimo rummaged in the storage bag for a while, and found a coarse linen robe, which he put on his body casually, opening his chest, looking bold and casual, and informal.

Unless it is Yuanying Zhenjun, spread out his divine sense and probe Su Zimo's body.

Otherwise, just by relying on his eyesight, he can't see through the flaws in Su Zimo's appearance at all!

This is the ancient battlefield, and at most there are some sealers of the Jindan Realm, that is to say, the chance of Su Zimo being exposed is zero!

Under the firmament, the Human Emperor Hall was still slowly descending, exuding endless coercion.

The closer you get to the Human Emperor Palace, the more obvious this feeling becomes.

If you want to compete for the inheritance of the Human Emperor Palace, everyone must rush to the area shrouded by the Human Emperor Palace, and the final battle will also be carried out in this area.

Su Zimo ran day and night, almost without stopping.

Three days later, Su Zimo's ears fluttered, and he caught the faint sound of fighting in the southwest, mixed with some angry shouts and roars.

In the battlefields of antiquity, it was normal for battles to occur.

Don't say it's a disagreement, even if it is a meeting in Pingshui, the other party may suddenly make trouble!

This kind of thing is too common, and Su Zimo doesn't want to pay attention to it at all.

But it didn't take long for him to change, he frowned slightly, paused his figure, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

In the midst of the fight, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

After a moment's hesitation, Su Zimo changed direction and ran towards the battlefield in the southwest.

......

Burst!

A big head was cut off with a knife, and blood gushed like a spring.

A seven-vein foundation builder was full of spiritual power, controlling a narrow spiritual knife, and the battle with the four monks was very fierce.

There were several corpses lying on the ground, blood still radiating residual warmth, apparently not long after they had fallen.

Next to this battlefield, there was a girl standing there prettyly, dressed in a pink skirt and veiled, with a smile in her eyes, clapping her hands and saying: "Dao is friendly, another bad guy is dead!"

"Girl, don't worry, I, Ding Hongxuan, will definitely protect you!"

On the battlefield, the seven-vein foundation with one enemy and four turned his head and said loudly to the girl in the pink skirt.

"Ding Hongxuan, are you crazy!"

Opposite, a man shouted: "That's a witch behind you, don't be bewitched by her and lose yourself!"

"Senior Brother Ding, why should we fight among ourselves, first restrain this peerless stunner, and then enjoy it too late!" Another monk stopped Ding Hongxuan's spirit knife and said breathlessly.

"Needless to say, she has been charmed by the witch and has completely lost her mind. Don't hesitate to kill me!" said one of the four, an older monk, in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the four of them were also ruthless, extremely decisive, and they made a series of killing moves, killing Ding Hongxuan on the spot!

The elder monk turned around and walked towards the girl in the pink skirt, and said with a smile on the **** in his eyes: "Witch, don't worry, when it falls into my hands, I will definitely take pity on you, Quack!"

The girl in the pink skirt did not retreat, she stood there pitiful, her eyes turned, and her tenderness was like water, passing over the faces of the four people, and she said with tears in her eyes: "But, but there is only one person in the slave family, and there are four of you......"

"Really?"

The elder monk's eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "Then I will kill them all!"

The older monk was about to turn around, and with a pop, a bright sword tip suddenly appeared in his chest, dripping with blood.

In an instant, the blood on the elder monk's face faded, and his eyes returned to clarity, but it was too late.

"Senior Brother Liu, you still want to eat alone!"

Behind the elder monk, a young monk held a long sword, his eyes were full of madness, his face was hideous, and he said loudly: "This woman is mine, no one should rob me!"

"Crazy, you're really crazy!"

Another monk glared at him and said in a cold voice: "For the sake of a woman, you even ignore the feelings of the same sect! In this case, I will clear the door for the sect today!"

When!when!

Poof!

The remaining three monks were all mixed up, completely lost in themselves.

Soon, the two fell in a pool of blood, and it was not until they died that they gradually came to their senses, but it was too late.

One of the remaining people broke down and killed himself on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining four monks all fell!

And the girl in the pink skirt didn't even move her fingers, she was watching coldly from beginning to end, with a faint mockery in her eyes.

This is the real bloodless blade!

"Amitabha. ”

Not far away, a Buddha horn sounded.

"Female benefactor, you have such a vicious heart, sooner or later you will fall into the eighteenth layer of hell and suffer the consequences. If you put down the butcher's knife now and take refuge in my Buddha, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!"