Su Zimo carried a knife in his hand, walking through the dark mine, not daring to go too fast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a long time, Su Zimo stopped, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

The next moment, Su Zimo saw a shocking scene.

There were tens of thousands of sturdy men kneeling on the ground, forming a circle after circle, and among these men, there was a pile of spiritual stones the size of a mountain, exuding an extremely rich spiritual aura.

These sturdy men were dressed plainly, with frightened expressions, they should be mortals who had come to mine spirit stones.

On this pile of spirit stones, sat an extremely handsome young man, with dark hair and windless automatics, eyes closed, arms slightly outstretched.

A stream of dark green air was floating out from the heads of tens of thousands of men around, converging in a steady stream towards the handsome man's body.

The cheeks of these men were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their eyes were gray, as if all their essence and blood had been drained in an instant!

The foundation-building monk who had fled into the spiritual mine before had fallen at the feet of the handsome man at this time, turning into a dried corpse.

This person is the murderer of the Linfeng City tragedy!

Su Zimo used voyeurism to sweep around this person's body.

The foundation is complete!

Su Zimo was secretly frightened.

His strength can't even be compared to the later stage of foundation building, let alone the completion of foundation building.

If you want to kill this person, you can't fight hard, you can only rely on many skills to close the distance as much as possible!

Although the power of Zhuji's complete burst was very strong, his physical body was definitely not comparable to Su Zimo.

This is Su Zimo's only chance!

The handsome man suddenly opened his narrow eyes, and a pair of eyes turned out to be a strange dark green!

"Oh, it's actually a qi practitioner?"

The handsome man's voice carried a hint of surprise, then he sniffed, his face showed a look of intoxication, and said, "Yes, yes, your flesh and blood essence is richer than the entire Linfeng City of more than 100,000 people combined!"

"Adversary, come on!"

Su Zimo sneered, jumped up, crackling thunder flashed in his palm, and scolded: "Thunder spear!"

A spear condensed by thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air and stabbed straight at the handsome man.

"Huh?"

The handsome man snorted lightly: "Thunder arts, a little qi practitioner, actually knows how to do spiritual arts?"

"Oh!"

As he approached, a hint of surprise flashed in the handsome man's eyes, and he said with a smile: "I know, the source of this thunder power does not come from your dantian, but from your bloodline!"

The handsome man just glanced at it, and revealed the secret in Su Zimo's bloodline.

Facing the stabbing thunder spear, the handsome man smiled slightly, flicked his fingertips, and a green light shot out.

The two collided, and the two forces continued to erode, making a piercing sound.

The thunder spear is the strongest killing power in the Taixu Thunder Technique.

But now, it was broken by a handsome man!

Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and at this time, he had already come to the bottom of the spirit stone pile, jumped up, and ran upward.

Call!

The handsome man pinched the trick with one hand, and the green light in his eyes was sheng, and pressed it down.

A huge dark green palm fell from the sky, almost obscuring Su Zimo's vision.

Su Zimo didn't dare to fight hard, and quickly retreated.

The palm of his hand suddenly shattered in mid-air, turning into green light, as if a little green snake with life went straight to Su Zimo and wound it.

In terms of spiritual skills, this handsome man was many times more clever than the more than thirty foundation building monks before.

Su Zimo didn't dare to fight with it, so he could only continue to dodge, galloping around the pile of spirit stones, and the many green snakes behind him were in hot pursuit.

At this time, Su Zimo had tried his best, but he was never able to shake off the many little green snakes chasing behind him.

Suddenly!

Su Zimo turned around, slashed at the oncoming green snake with a backhand.

Puff puff!

The long knife passed, and the three green snakes were cut in two on the spot, but the remaining green snakes swarmed up and wrapped around the Cold Moon Knife.

The originally sharp blade instantly dimmed.

Su Zimo suddenly abandoned the knife and left, took a ploughing step, burst out into a monstrous momentum, climbed the spirit stone pile in three steps, and came to the handsome man.

Even without the Cold Moon Knife, Su Zimo's melee power was still terrifying!

In the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, there are too many killing moves, and any one of them is enough to kill the handsome man who is close at hand!

Rumble!

Su Zimo flipped his palm and fell vertically, as if he was about to tear the vast earth apart.

A bone staff suddenly appeared in the palm of the handsome man's palm, the whole body was crystal clear, composed of white bones, and at the top was a skull, exuding an evil aura.

The handsome man whispered a few strange note bytes in his mouth, and suddenly leaned out of the bone staff and pressed it against Su Zimo's palm.

Bang!

The power of the earth-splitting palm burst out, and the handsome man was shocked, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the bone staff almost came out of his hand.

At this moment, the skull above the bone staff suddenly opened its mouth, as if it was alive, and two ghostly lights burst out from the holes in the eyes of a pair of eyes, biting Su Zimo's wrist in one bite!

"Huh?"

Su Zimo's expression changed.

The pain from his wrist was bearable, but Su Zimo could clearly feel that the blood veins in his body were being absorbed by an external force!

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before Su Zimo dies like the dead people around him.

Thundered!

Su Zimo let out a long roar, urging the power of the blood veins with all his might, and a roaring tsunami burst out of his body, and the sound was terrifying.

The power of the bloodline was surging, and it burst out suddenly, almost breaking the bone staff.

The handsome man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also fought for fate to turn spiritual power, and the bone staff burst out with a faint cold light.

The skeleton at the top of the bone staff still bit Su Zimo's wrist and gulped down the blood.

The originally white skull faintly turned blood-red at this time.

The handsome man's eyes jumped with excitement, and he laughed: "What a pure bloodline power, I really want to know how you, a qi practitioner, cultivated such a powerful bloodline." ”

The two fought in close combat, which was slow to say, but in fact it was instantaneous.

Su Zimo lost the opportunity, didn't have time to think about it, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed it directly towards the handsome man's head!

Although there is no demonic energy in the bloodline, Su Zimo's palm is almost no different from the claws of the spirit demon.

The handsome man was in complete control of the situation, unhurried, pinched the spirit trick in his hand, and scolded lightly: "Blood curse!"

Just in front of the handsome man's chest, a dark green ball of light appeared, constantly spinning, getting bigger and bigger, blocking between the two of them.

Su Zimo's right hand fell directly into this ball of light, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to move an inch!

Totally restricted!

Su Zimo's face finally changed.

At this time, Su Zimo could clearly feel that there was a wave of weakness in his body.

If this continues, I'm afraid that at tea time, his essence and blood will be devoured!