Su Zimo held the knife in his hand and walked through the dark mine, not daring to walk too fast.
After a long time, Su Zimo stopped and his eyes suddenly became clear.
The next moment, Su Zimo saw a shocking scene.
There were tens of thousands of strong men kneeling on the ground, forming circles and circles. Among these men, there was a pile of spiritual stones the size of a mountain, exuding extremely rich spiritual energy.
These strong men were dressed simply and looked frightened. They should be mortals who came to mine spiritual stones.
Sitting on this pile of spiritual stones was an extremely handsome young man, with jet-black hair that was windless, his eyes closed, and his arms slightly spread out.
Streams of green air were floating out from the heads of tens of thousands of men around him, and were continuously gathering into the body of the handsome man.
The cheeks of these men are drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their eyes are gray, as if all their blood and essence has been drained out in an instant!
The foundation-building monk who had escaped into the spiritual mine had fallen at the feet of the handsome man and turned into a mummy.
This person is the murderer of the Linfeng City tragedy!
Su Zimo used the spirit-peeping technique to scan around this person's body.
Foundation building is complete!
Su Zimo was secretly shocked.
His power cannot even be compared to the late stage of foundation building, let alone the complete foundation building.
If you want to kill this person, you can't fight head-on. You can only rely on many skills to close the distance as much as possible!
Although the power erupted from Foundation Establishment Perfection is very strong, its physical body is definitely not comparable to Su Zimo.
This is Su Zimo's only chance!
The handsome man suddenly opened his narrow eyes, and his eyes turned out to be a strange green color!
"Oh, he's actually a Qi practitioner?"
The handsome man's voice was filled with a hint of surprise, and then he sniffed, with a look of intoxication on his face, and said: "Yes, yes, your flesh and blood essence is more powerful than the hundreds of thousands of people in Linfeng City combined. Be rich!”
"Devil, come and accept your fate!"
Su Zimo sneered, jumped up, crackling lightning flashed in his palms, and scolded: "Thunder Spear!"
A spear made of lightning condensed out of thin air and went straight to stab the handsome man.
"Um?"
The handsome man exclaimed: "Thunder Technique? This little qigong practitioner actually knows spiritual magic?"
"oh!"
As he got closer, a flash of realization flashed in the handsome man's eyes, and he said with a smile: "I understand, the source of the power of this thunder technique does not come from your Dantian, but your blood!"
The handsome man just took one look and revealed the secret of Su Zimo's bloodline.
Facing the thrusting 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 harsh sound.
The thunder spear is the most powerful move in the Taixu Thunder Technique.
But now, it was casually broken by a handsome man!
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged. At this time, he had reached the bottom of the spiritual stone pile, jumped up, and ran upwards.
call!
The handsome man kneaded the secret with one hand, his eyes glowed green, and he pressed down.
A huge green palm fell from the sky, almost blocking Su Zimo's sight.
Su Zimo didn't dare to fight hard and retreated quickly.
The palm suddenly shattered in mid-air and turned into streaks of green light. Like a small green snake with life, it went straight to wrap around Su Zimo.
In terms of spiritual skills, this handsome man was many times better than the more than thirty foundation-building monks before him.
Su Zimo did not dare to fight head-on, so he could only continue to dodge, speeding around the pile of spiritual stones, with many green snakes behind him chasing after him.
At this time, Su Zimo had tried his best, but still could not get rid of the many green snakes chasing behind him.
suddenly!
Su Zimo turned around and slashed at the chasing green snake with his backhand.
Puff puff!
When the long knife passed by, the three green snakes were chopped into two pieces on the spot, but the remaining green snakes swarmed up and wrapped around the Hanyue knife.
The originally sharp blade dimmed instantly.
Su Zimo suddenly abandoned his sword and took a step towards the sky, bursting out with great momentum. He climbed up the pile of spiritual stones in three steps and came to the handsome man.
Even without the Hanyue Sword, Su Zimo's melee power is still terrifying!
There are too many killing moves in the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, and any one of them is enough to kill a handsome man who is close at hand!
boom!
Su Zimo turned his hand and dropped it vertically, as if he wanted to tear the vast earth apart.
A bone staff suddenly appeared in the hand of the handsome man. The whole body was crystal clear and made of white bones. At the top was a skull, exuding an evil aura.
The handsome man murmured a few strange notes in his mouth, and suddenly stretched out his bone staff and pressed it against Su Zimo's palm.
boom!
The power of the Earth Splitting Palm burst out, and the handsome man was shaken all over. The tiger's mouth was shattered, and the bone staff almost fell out of his hand.
At this moment, the skull above the bone staff suddenly opened its mouth, as if it was alive. Two rays of light burst out from the holes in the pair of eyes, and bit Su Zimo's wrist!
"Um?"
Su Zimo's expression changed.
The pain from his wrist was bearable, but Su Zimo could clearly feel that the blood in his body was being drained by an external force!
If this continues, it may not be long before Su Zimo, like those who died around him, will die of exhaustion of blood.
Boom!
Su Zimo roared loudly, activating the power of his blood with all his strength, and a roaring tsunami burst out from his body, the sound was terrifying.
The power of the blood surged and burst out suddenly, almost breaking the bone staff apart.
The handsome man narrowed his eyes slightly and worked hard to use his spiritual power. The bone staff burst out with a faint cold light.
The skeleton on the top of the bone staff was still biting Su Zimo's wrist, swallowing the blood in big mouthfuls.
The originally white skull now turned faintly blood red.
The handsome man's eyes were filled with excitement, and he laughed loudly: "What a pure bloodline. I really want to know how you, a Qi practitioner, can cultivate such a powerful bloodline."
The two men were fighting in close combat, which seemed slow but actually happened in an instant.
Su Zimo lost the opportunity and had no time to think. He reached out his right hand and grabbed the handsome man's head directly!
Although there is no demonic energy in the blood, Su Zimo's palms are almost the same as the claws of the spirit demon. Even rocks will turn into powder if grasped with this palm.
The handsome man was in complete control of the situation. He was calm and unhurried. He pinched the magic formula in his hand and shouted softly: "Blood curse!"
Right on the handsome man's chest, a green ball of light appeared, spinning continuously, getting bigger and bigger, blocking the space between the two of them.
Su Zimo's right hand fell directly into the ball of light, as if trapped in a quagmire, unable to make any progress!
Totally restricted!
Su Zimo's expression finally changed.
At this time, Su Zimo could clearly feel waves of weakness coming from within his body.
If this continues, I'm afraid that all his essence and blood will be swallowed up completely by the time he drinks tea!