Su Zimo was galloping all the way, the wind was howling in his ears, his black hair was dancing, and the murderous intent was rolling in his eyes, ready to burst out!
His heart moved, and he suddenly took out a jar of strong liquor from his storage bag.
He was originally a scholar and was not good at drinking.
The eldest brother, Su Hong, was a soldier on the battlefield and liked spirits the most, so he always kept several jars of wine in his storage bag.
At this moment, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to drink a jar of wine!
After patting open the mud seal, the aroma of wine filled the air. Su Zimo picked up the wine jar and raised his head to drink heavily.
A little drink flowed from the corner of his mouth and onto his chest, and he didn't even notice it.
The hot liquor passed through the throat, rolled into the belly, and turned into a hot breath, rushing through the body!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Su Zimo threw his head back and laughed, throwing the wine jar down. He was drunk and shouted: "Okay, have fun!"
What a titled disciple, what a Emperor Yin, come and fight!
Su Zimo felt heroic in his heart, his eyes were bright, and he ran forward with striding strides. The cold wind blew against his face, but the blood in his body was getting hotter and hotter!
Not long after, the front was filled with darkness.
I don't know how many monks are gathering there.
Su Zimo came through the air, and from a high position, he could see that in the middle of the crowd was a huge open space, which was spacious enough.
In the open space, there is a stone statue of a female cultivator. She has a graceful figure, shoulders as if they were shaved, a waist as plain as usual, a head with eyebrows and a fairy face.
Although it is just a stone statue, it is lifelike. Waves are generated under its feet, as if it is walking on the waves. It is as graceful as a startling giant and graceful as a swimming dragon. It can be said to be unparalleled in splendor and grace!
This stone statue, at first glance, is the inheritance left by a certain immortal sect!
Under the stone statue, stood a monk wearing a dark golden robe, with one hand behind his back. He was elegant and handsome, with bright eyes, looking at the fairy stone statue with a somewhat obsessed expression.
"I really don't know what kind of person he is, but he is just a heritage stone statue with such grace!"
The monk murmured softly: "It is really a great regret in this life not to be able to live in the same life as such a beautiful woman!"
Su Zimo's eyes fell on this person's sleeves.
The logo of Tiangang Sect!
Tiangang Taoist!
Su Zimo turned his eyes and saw a huge smooth bluestone directly opposite this person.
A monk in plain robes was sitting upright, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes half open and half closed. He was holding a wooden fish in his left hand and holding a mallet in his right hand, knocking on it.
A formless monk!
Between the two titled disciples, there were still two people standing.
The one at the front is a girl in a pink skirt, her body is bound by a rope as thick as a finger, which outlines her beautiful figure, exuding a seductive and charming aura.
The girl's appearance is absolutely beautiful and flawless.
But at this moment, the girl's eyes were watery, as if weeping, and the tears on her face were not dry, which made people feel pity.
Fairy Ji!
Su Zimo recognized him at a glance.
Behind Ji Yaojing, there was another monk standing. He was tall, with a Taoist crown on his head, and his body was flashing with crackling lightning, and he looked majestic.
Taoist Feng Lei!
The three major titled disciples are all present!
"Look, Su Zimo is here!"
"This man is really desperate for his life. He dares to come to the appointment. There won't be anything between him and that plain girl from the Demon Sect."
"It's hard to say. Maybe this most evil evildoer in all time is the servant of a pure girl from the Demon Sect, haha!"
In the crowd, many monks laughed quietly.
"Zimo, leave quickly and ignore me!"
Ji Yaoji shouted loudly, looking anxious.
Taoist Fenglei flashed out from behind Ji Yaojing and said calmly: "Now that he's here, he can't leave."
Taoist Tiangang, who originally stopped to look up at the fairy stone statue, turned slightly and looked at Su Zimo in mid-air. Starlight appeared in his eyes, which was dazzling!
"I have met the First True Lord in Tiangang."
Tiangang Taoist smiled slightly.
In the place of preaching, the demon clan's methods cannot be used.
But Su Zimo has been practicing the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret for many years and has strong eyesight. This cannot be changed!
The starlight in Tiangang Taoist's eyes has no effect on him!
Even so, Su Zimo felt a chill in his heart and felt tremendous pressure.
He was almost certain that this Tiangang Taoist must know the eye technique!
This is a simple test.
If he couldn't resist this kind of temptation, I'm afraid Taoist Tiangang would have taken action to kill him here!
On the huge blue stone, the phaseless monk slowly raised his head and looked towards Su Zimo.
"Donor Su, I have long admired your name. It's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you."
The voice of the phaseless monk was calm and gentle, seemingly uncontested and without any killing intent.
But each word contains a certain unique rhythm, which is unsettling, chaotic, and extremely terrifying!
Even if he couldn't activate his energy and blood, this kind of temptation from the Phaseless Monk would have almost no impact on him!
Su Zimo's face was expressionless as he slowly landed on the open ground.
“It’s really a great experience.”
Su Zimo sneered slightly and said: "It turns out that the methods of the titled disciples of the Immortal Sect and the titled disciples of the Buddhist Sect are so despicable!"
Not only Su Zimo thought so, but most of the monks watching had the same idea.
Each of the three titled disciples who stepped forward was a famous figure in the world of cultivation!
Unexpectedly, in order to surround and kill a Nascent Soul True Lord, he actually used the method of kidnapping a plain girl from the Demon Sect. No matter how you look at it, it is inferior.
Taoist Fenglei and Taoist Tiangang were speechless.
The phaseless monk shook his head and said: "Donor Su's words are wrong. Since ancient times, immortals and demons have been incompatible. As a righteous man, Donor Fenglei should kill demons and capture witches. How can he be said to be despicable?"
"Destroy demons? You brought me here just to kill demons, right?" Su Zimo asked with a mocking expression.
Wuxiang Temple said: "Donor Su is a sensible person. If you are willing to put down your butcher knife and take refuge in my Buddha, I can spare your life."
"Master, you are so eloquent, but you don't know what your subordinates are capable of."
Su Zimo sneered, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger!
"Donor Su, you can come and give it a try."
Wuxiang Temple seems to have a calm expression and is indifferent to the world, but in words he is tit for tat and will not give in at all!
Su Zimo took out the Sky-Splitting Knife from his storage bag, looked at Taoist Fenglei, and said in a deep voice: "Let him go, I will stay with him until the end!"
"Let him go?"
Taoist Fenglei shook his head and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with us now!"
Taoist Tiangang stood where he was, and Wuxiang Temple sat on the bluestone, both motionless, watching this scene at leisure.
"Zimo, please leave me alone, please leave!" Ji Yaoji begged, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Well, I'll give you a chance."
Taoist Fenglei's eyes flashed with a hint of joking, and he said with a smile but not a smile: "I'm standing here, if you can save people in my hands, it will be considered your ability!"
"really?"
Su Zimo's eyes narrowed.
"With many monks present, I will naturally not break my promise." Taoist Fenglei said calmly.
"good!"
Su Zimo carried the Sky-Splitting Sword and walked slowly towards Taoist Fenglei. The battle was about to break out!
At this moment, the monks onlookers all became nervous.
Almost no one noticed that Tiangang Taoist and Wuxiang Monk did not look nervous, but there was a strange look in their eyes, as if they were expecting something.