Chapter 390: Crossing the Spirit Sea
As soon as the words fell, the long knife hanging in front of the blood-robed monk roared, exuding an extremely rich murderous aura, which made people tremble. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The group of monks who were originally standing beside Su Zimo changed color in shock and dispersed one after another.
The blood-robed monk's name is White Feather.
"When we were lucky enough to escape, we thought you were buried underground!"
Bai Yu's eyes were hot, he stretched out his scarlet tongue, revealing a row of white teeth, and smiled, "However, when I heard that Fairy Ji was still alive, I guessed that you must still be alive!"
Su Zimo remained motionless, his expression was calm, and he asked, "You already knew that I was coming?"
"Haha!"
Bai Yu said proudly: "With your qualifications and means, you will inevitably enter the ancient battlefield. And if you use a knife, if you are a knife cultivator, you will inevitably come to this sword mountain and spiritual sea to take a turn. ”
In the Demon Gate, the competition for the position of the Demon Son is extremely fierce.
Almost every demon is killed by stepping on endless corpse bones, and no one is an idle person.
Especially the Shura sect.
The sect that kills the Tao, the competition between the same sect is even more cruel!
As a demon son of the Shura Sect, he was defeated by a monk of unknown origin in the depths of the earth that day, how could he swallow this breath in his heart.
"Look at these two people seem to have a deep grudge?"
"What kind of sect is this person, who can actually have a grudge with the demon son of the Shura Sect, and still live well?"
In the distance, many monks gathered together to discuss.
Bai Yu's gaze turned around Su Zimo's waist, and he didn't see the sect token, so he couldn't help sneering slightly, and said in a cold voice: "I don't care what you come from, today, I want to take your life to build my Dao foundation!"
"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. ”
Su Zimo said lightly: "If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time!"
As soon as the words fell, the crowd was in an uproar.
"This person has defeated all the demons of the Shura Sect?"
"What is this man?"
"Needless to say, it must be a Tianjiao figure among the nine factions of the Xianmen!"
Zheng Zheng Zheng!
Su Zimo didn't say a word, he directly pulled out the blood quenching knife from the storage bag, the spiritual power was running, and the spiritual light on the knife was great, like a round of blood sun, trembling.
The five patterns are perfect, and the blood is soaring!
The bloody aura emitted by the Blood Quenching Knife was extremely similar to the aura on Bai Yu's body!
"Good knife, good knife!"
Bai Yu's eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "This knife is simply tailor-made for me!"
"You deserve it too?"
Su Zimo said lightly.
This blood quenching knife was refined by his own hands, and just when it was about to fail, it was integrated into his bloodline, and it was able to complete and condense the fifth spirit pattern.
Su Zimo's bloodline, there are those who cultivate the secret book of the Great Wilderness Demon King, those who cultivate the Taixu Thunder Technique, and the essence of the dragon clan!
In the world, who is qualified except himself?
Su Zimo unfolded the body of the divine horse through the gap, deceived himself, and took the last step to use the frame of the ploughing step, and stepped on the reef in front of Bai Yu to stop his body.
Bang!
Reef Explosion!
The Blood Quenching Knife fell from the sky, and the blood surged up, enveloping the white feather in it in an instant.
"Ah, it's actually the foundation of the five veins?"
"The foundation of the five veins is built, and you actually dare to challenge the demon son of the Shura Sect?"
"With such a low cultivation realm, how did you get here alive?"
In the crowd, there was another wave of consternation.
While!
Bai Yu does not retreat or avoid, sets up the best long knife with both arms, and pushes up with his backhand, resisting a knife!
The huge sound of Jin Ge completely overshadowed everyone's exclamations, and also explained everyone's doubts.
Under Bai Yu's blood robe, seven spiritual veins flickered, and the spiritual power surged, exuding a rich bloody aura, and the murderous aura was almost condensed into substance.
But fighting against Su Zimo, Bai Yu didn't take advantage of it at all!
"What a terrifying melee force!"
"This man's blood...... I seemed to hear the sound of the tide rushing. ”
"I heard it wrong, it's Linghai's voice. ”
"Blood is like a tidal wave, how can anyone cultivate their bloodline to that realm. ”
Under Bai Yu's eyes, a touch of cold killing intent swept by.
As soon as Bai Yu's palm was loosened, the long knife in the palm of his hand took off his hand, and it circled around the blade of the blood quenching knife, and directly wiped it towards Su Zimo's face!
This knife was extremely weird, completely beyond Su Zimo's cognition and prediction.
Su Zimo was shocked and hurriedly retreated.
Sting!
Even though Su Zimo had dodged in time, the green shirt on his chest was still marked with a gap.
My chest was cold, and there was a faint tingling!
Bai Yu sneered, didn't fight hard with Su Zimo at all, stepped forward, grabbed the long knife again, his figure flickered, and stabbed towards Su Zimo's ribs, and the tip of the knife went up!
Su Zimo frowned.
Bai Yu's knife technique is extremely deadly.
But the angle of the knife was too tricky, which made him very uncomfortable.
Su Zimo stepped back again.
In the past, Su Zimo relied on his terrifying bloodline and relied on the perfect spirit weapon blood quenching knife, and a simple slash was enough to kill the opponent.
But these days, after fighting with the disciples of these super sects in the Heavenly Desolate Continent one after another, Su Zimo realized his weakness.
He doesn't know knife skills at all, he is full of flaws, and as soon as he makes a move, the opponent will catch his flaws and kill him with one blow!
Bai Yu didn't fight hard with him at all, but just relied on his clever knife technique to force Su Zimo to retreat step by step!
Su Zimo didn't dare to go out at all.
The knife is wrong!
The flaws will only get bigger and bigger, and the situation will become more and more dangerous!
Bai Yu's knife momentum became more and more dense and endless.
Every knife is a killer move, the killing intent is chilling, and the fishy atmosphere is sky-high!
If he is not careful, Su Zimo will be killed on the spot.
Fortunately, with the help of spiritual sense, Su Zimo was able to turn danger into disaster many times.
On that day, deep underground, Su Zimo defeated five with one enemy, and still killed a demon.
And now, without the existence of the Forbidden Spirit Ancient Array, the combat power of the Demon Son of the Shura Sect has been exerted to the limit, relying on the exquisite and treacherous sword technique, Su Zimo has been completely suppressed!
Even so, there was still no panic in Su Zimo's eyes.
If you want to break the game now, it's simple.
Demonization, explosion of qi and blood, is a choice.
At that time, Su Zimo's strength and speed will climb to another level, no matter what exquisite sword technique you have, you will fight close to each other, and you will drop ten times with one force!
But there are many people here, and once he is demonized, he may not have a place in the Ancient Battlefield and the Heavenly Desolate Continent in the future.
The second option is to cross the Spirit Sea!
As his thoughts turned, Su Zimo already had a plan in his heart, let out a long roar, his body retreated, and he ran towards the sea of spirits.
"What!"
"This person is going to cross the Spirit Sea?"
"Isn't that self-defeating?"
Bai Yu was killing up, how could he let go of Su Zimo, and shouted: "Where to escape!"
The two of them rushed to the spiritual sea one after the other.
Su Zimo took a breath, his body was light, he walked on the waves, and rushed towards the knife mountain, and in the blink of an eye, he was already ten miles away!
Bai Yu held a long knife in his mouth, lying on his stomach, like a water strider floating on the sea, his limbs were paddling, and his speed was not weaker than Su Zimo! )