"Um?"
Jun Hao and Si Yutang frowned, both showing suspicion.
The voice sounded familiar, and the two of them were not sure.
Normally, that person should be dead.
Is it possible that this person went deep into the ancient battlefield and came back alive
"who?"
The white-robed monk raised his eyes slightly and rolled his eyes, his face darkened, and murderous intent loomed.
Immediately afterwards, a look of confusion flashed across the eyes of the white-robed monk.
This voice did not sound in the cave, it sounded like it was coming from ten miles away.
Here's the weird thing.
Since this person is ten miles away, how could he hear their conversation in this cave
How powerful is this ear
Is there really such a magical power as Shunfeng Er in the world
Sudden!
There was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, from far to near, very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the door of the cave!
"What a fast movement!"
The white-robed monk's heart trembled, and he turned his eyes to stare at the corridor from which he came.
The same goes for Jun Hao and Si Yutang. They want to know whether the person who came is that person!
Soon, a green figure appeared in the corridor, walking towards him, not in a hurry, not slow, looking calm and calm, with an indescribable momentum!
The person who came had a handsome face, like a scholar. It was Su Zimo who came from Xuantian City.
Jun Hao narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent, and said in a hateful voice: "It's really you!"
"You're not dead?"
Si Yutang opened his mouth slightly and said in disbelief.
Su Zimo looked calm and glanced at the two of them, barely pausing.
Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo looked at the tall and burly corpse that was attacking the stone chamber. His eyes flashed and he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had thought of something.
After a slight pause, his eyes fell on the white-robed monk.
After entering the cave, Su Zimo didn't say a word, just looked around.
But for some reason, such a simple and subtle action made the monk in white shirt feel an unprecedented pressure!
Su Zimo's eyes were bright and deep, his gaze was indifferent, and he could control everything with his stern look!
Without saying a word, he exuded a arrogant and arrogant attitude!
This kind of temperament is not just fake.
It is cultivated with endless bones and the blood of countless geniuses, and it will be revealed inadvertently!
The white-robed monk had an expressionless face and felt a little uneasy. He suddenly took a few steps back and called softly: "Come back!"
The corpse's movement suddenly stopped, and it was stunned for a moment before striding to the white-robed monk's side and glaring at Su Zimo with murderous intent.
At this time, the wounds on the corpse that had been cut by the killing array had already condensed and were no longer bleeding.
"Senior Brother Li, this person is Su Zimo!"
Jun Hao said quickly: "It was him who injured your war corpse! He was the one who arranged the killing array outside the stone chamber."
The white-robed monk said nothing, staring at Su Zimo with a solemn expression.
Su Zimo said calmly: "One of the five major left paths, the Corpse Refining Sect."
After he went deep into the ancient battlefield, he learned a lot about the top forces in Tianhuang Continent through Tang Yu and others, and he could tell the identity of the white-shirted monk at a glance.
The monks of the Corpse Refining Sect will use the sect's secret method to refine a war corpse to help them fight, which is easy to identify.
Su Zimo looked at the white-robed monk and asked with a half-smile: "You boasted so much about yourself just now, why didn't you go to His Highness the Human Emperor to meet the monsters on Divine Phoenix Island?"
The monk in white shirt looked ugly.
When the Human Emperor's Palace came, of course he also wanted to fight for the Human Emperor's inheritance.
His war corpse is invulnerable to water and fire, and is by no means weaker than the Eight Meridians Foundation Builder in terms of strength.
However, the monks of the Corpse Refining Cult have a fatal weakness.
Compared with the powerful war corpses, they themselves are not strong. Once they lose the protection of the war corpses, they will almost certainly die against the Eight Meridians Foundation Establishment!
His Royal Highness, the Human Emperor, has gathered all the geniuses from all walks of life.
You don't need to think about it to know that it was an unprecedented melee.
In this kind of melee, the zombies couldn't protect him, and it was even difficult for him to protect himself!
The white-robed monk hesitated for a long time before giving up and going to the Human Emperor's Palace.
Later it was proved that his decision was correct.
It is said that in His Highness the Human Emperor's bloody battle, nearly half of the geniuses fell, and most of the geniuses were deposed. It was extremely tragic!
The white-robed monk snorted coldly and said: "His Royal Highness is fighting in a melee. If we fight alone, that monster from Divine Phoenix Island may not be my opponent!"
"oh?"
Su Zimo raised his eyebrows.
"Who are you, and what sect are you from?"
The monk in white shirt asked rhetorically.
Jun Hao said quickly: "Senior brother Li, don't worry. This person is just a disciple of a small sect in the Zhou Dynasty. He has no background. He was just a four-line foundation builder more than half a year ago."
Compared with the top forces and super sects such as the Five Left Dao, Piaomiao Peak can indeed only be regarded as a small sect.
Hearing what Jun Hao said, the monk in white shirt frowned slightly.
More than half a year ago, he was building a foundation with four meridians. Now, even if his cultivation speed is incredible, with the help of the Vein Opening Pill, he can only build a foundation with seven meridians at most.
To take a step back, what can it do even if the eight meridians are used to build the foundation
This person comes from a small sect and has no backing.
The little sect's background is there, and the secrets of the techniques are limited. How good can this person be
Did you make a mistake
The white-robed monk's expression grew colder, he waved his hand and said, "Go and try this fellow Taoist's methods!"
The corpse understood, roared angrily, and strode over with overwhelming momentum.
Compared with the tall and strong corpse, Su Zimo's figure can be described as "skinny", and it seems that he can't even block a finger of the corpse!
But looking at the dead body rushing over, Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged and he just smiled.
Zheng!
Unconsciously, there was a bloody long knife in Su Zimo's palm.
The blade of the blade vibrated, and the blood energy surged to the sky!
"Want to try my methods?"
Su Zimo's eyes were like daggers, and he said quietly: "I'll put my life to the test!"
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, Su Zimo moved and suddenly took a step!
After taking this step, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked open with dense cracks.
In an instant, the ground shook, and the entire cave was crumbling. Countless sand and stones rolled down, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time!
The hearts of several people present trembled at the same time.
Su Zimo activated his spiritual power, and the spiritual sea in his dantian instantly boiled, creating a stormy sea!
Under the green shirt, the spiritual veins flashed one after another, and the spiritual power whizzed past, surging forward.
"Eight Meridians Foundation Establishment!"
Jun Hao and Si Yutang changed their expressions in shock and exclaimed.
call!
Su Zimo drew out his sword, and the blood glow surged, like a bloody sun, instantly falling on the head of the dead body!
The corpse had no time to dodge and could only tilt its head slightly.
Poof!
The blood-tempered knife followed the dead body's shoulder and slashed diagonally downward!
The blade rubbed against the muscles and bones, making a piercing sound, as if it was cutting metal black iron, and the sound was harsh.
Thick and dirty blood surged out.
This knife almost cut the dead body in half!
The blood-tempered knife kept cutting into the corpse's chest before it could stop!
Being held up by the blood-tempered knife, the dead body could not move even an inch.
Su Zimo's seemingly frail body, with just one strike of the knife, burst out with terrifying power that made people's hearts beat. Not even the invulnerable corpse, which was invulnerable to fire and water, could withstand it!
The white-robed monk's face turned even paler and his figure swayed.