Chapter 441: Nightmare Initial

Chapter 441: The Nightmare Begins
"Is it exposed?"
Su Zimo remained calm on the surface, but was startled in his heart.
"Don't deny it, it must be you!"
Ji Jing came together and whispered, "You can't hide from me, I always feel accurate."
"I do not understand what you're saying."
Su Zimo replied lightly, his eyes turned and fell on the dozen or so figures standing on the periphery of Renhuang Hall.
These ten monks are all gray-haired and old-fashioned.
Although the eyes were turbid and the body was exuding the air of twilight, there was a faint breath in the body.
Sealer!
Ji Yaojing said: "Reassured that in this situation, the sealers dare not shoot. The immortal, the Buddha, and the magic are standing against each other. They check and balance each other. As long as one of the shots breaks out, the power of the Golden Dan Realm erupts, and the other two sealers also If you are implicated, you will lose both and lose your body! "
The twelve monks of the Immortal and the Buddha walked slowly, juxtaposed with each other, and gradually focused on the six people on the Momen side, including Su Zimo.
Jianzong Hang Qiuyu caught his eyes on Pang Yue, the King of Overlords for the first time.
Zixiao sent Ao Yuxiao to find the magic demon demon.
Showdown!
The descendant of Xianmen Piaoxuegu is a icy woman in white fluttering clothes. She controls the cold silver needles, breaks many amulets, and defends the inner armor.
The bright-hearted female nibble was holding a long sword, and the sword was bright.
The two female nuns under the immortal and the Buddhist gates rushed to Ji Fairy as soon as possible!
"It seems that this unknown person will be handed over."
The smile of the preacher told him a little smile, the sleeve robe waved, and a flying sword flashing with five auras of light, had already broken into the sky, and sprinted directly to Su Zimo's head!
Su Zimo glanced and nodded secretly.
It is indeed the top super gate in the Tianhuang continent, with a strong background. Most of Tianjiao's hands have a perfect magic weapon!
Su Zimo didn't panic, brushing his palm over the storage bag, and a long knife in his palm.
Huh!
The blade trembled, flashing four spirit patterns.
This is a superb spiritual knife found in the remains of Danchi Sect.
In order to hide his identity, such an iconic weapon as Xueque Knife, Su Zimo could not be sacrificed, otherwise he would be identified by Ji Lei Jing, Bai Yu and others.
Although the blood-quenching knife cannot be used, Su Zimo did not intend to hide the five-style knife method in Dinghai Volume.
Because, in the realm of cultivation, in addition to his knowledge of Ding Haijuan, there is a place where the heirs know the five types of swords ...
Huh!
Feijian broke through the air, sending out five auras of light, like a scorching sun, suffocating with anger, forcing people to be imminent.
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, his spiritual power rushed and whistled, and seven spirit veins appeared under his shirt.
"Oh, it's a waste!"
Bai Yu glanced, seeing this scene, could not help but sneer.
The other demons also showed disappointment.
Many of Tianmen and Buddhism's Tianjiao look relaxed.
The foundation of the seven veins is already a rare genius in the realm of cultivation, and it was even rarer in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
But for the many Tianjiao present, the foundations of the Seven Veins are the same as waste. Participating in this kind of war can't live more than ten breaths!
Even though the foundations of the eight veins are the same, the combat power of other monks is far inferior to the successors of the super super monks, let alone a seven-vein foundation.
The big devil was in a bad situation, so he was upset. Seeing this scene, he frowned even more.
Yun Yuzong Shang Guanyu opened the folding fan in his hand, blocked the two flying swords that came from the thorn, and sneered, "Ji Fairy, your vision is getting worse and worse!"
There were many Tianjiao present, only two of them did not show contempt.
One of them is Ji Fairy, and the other is the priest, a monk who has suffered bitterly under Su Zimo!
when!
In the void, a harsh voice of Jin Ge came.
Su Zimo turned the best sword in his hand and chopped heavily on the stabbing flying sword. Mars was shooting everywhere, and the suffocation on the sword was shattered by a huge force.
Hum!
The sword trembled, but it was erratic, and there was a tendency to fall.
"Ok?"
When several Tianjiao Yuguang saw this scene, they all changed their looks.
"This……"
"It seems wrong."
"A very strong outbreak. This person is a practitioner. Be careful!"
Huh!
The figure of Su Zimo has disappeared in place, and in three or two steps, he has already killed the preacher of Tianyao, his eyes are bright, the intention of killing is rolling, and the sword is cut!
The blade cuts through the void, the speed is fast, the power is fierce, and the blade is even hot!
"So fast!"
The preachers of Tianyi taught that the secret shouts were not good. The sweaty hairs were all up, and the pupils contracted violently.
Great idea!
For a moment, the opportunity was missed, and the situation suddenly fell into the downturn and fell into danger!
call!
The hand of the preacher of the God of Heaven fell on the storage bag, and quickly touched a dark golden shield, injected spiritual power, and the shield swelled instantly, raising it above his head.
when!
The sword slashed on the shield, and another loud noise came.
"Ok!"
The light on the shield was dim, and the aura was almost chopped by Su Zimo, and the preacher murmured. The whole figure was short and almost kneeled on the ground.
The preacher of Tianyi taught to raise the shield in one hand and clenched into a fist in the other, snoring with anger, and hitting Su Zimo's chest directly, like a spear, pounding Huanglong!
After all, he is the descendant of the Heavenly Martyrs of the Nine Schools of Xianmen.
In this case, you can still fight back.
"do not!"
At this moment, the voice of the monk Jue Yue sounded.
But it's too late.
When seeing the preaching of Tianshen's teachings, Su Zimo passed a mockery in his eyes, and punched backhandedly to meet him!
boom!
Fist collision!
The howling wind burst and the air waves billowed.
The nature of God's teachings changed dramatically, the blood on his face faded, and the big sweat beads flowed down instantly.
Click! Click!
The sound of bone fractures sounded soothing.
A few Tianjiao could not help looking at them, and could not help but change their color slightly.
The palm of the preacher who was taught by God of Heaven was gone, and it was smashed into a ball of mud and pulled on his wrist.
The entire arm was bent so softly that the bones had been pierced and naked. Exposed, bloodshot on the bones, shocking!
"what!"
A scream of hysteria was made by the preacher of the God of Heaven, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, looking terrified and shaking with pain.
With two swords and one punch, the preacher of the God of Heaven was directly abolished!
Not only the many arrogances present, but even the dozen or so sealers watching the battle were slightly moved.
"The lion beats the rabbit and tries his best. He cares little about the enemy, and it's no wonder that he ended up with this ending."
"Really ... just underestimate the enemy?"
The battlefield situation is changing rapidly.
No one had expected that at the moment when they had just fought, the successor of the God of Heaven had to dispose of an arm on the spot and end miserably.
This means that a Tianjiao has been disqualified from competing for the inheritance of the Emperor, and can only quit with a gloom.
Many Tianjiao's eyes were filled with sympathy and compassion when they looked at the preachers of Tianhuan.
Until then, many Tianjiao didn't realize that a lingering nightmare that had enveloped them for many years had just begun ...
Compared with some of them, the success of the preachers of Tianmao was rather lucky.
(End of this chapter)