The middle-aged monk was none other than Su Zimo, who showed up after changing his appearance.
At this moment, it is impossible for him to show his true face.
If anyone knew that he was not dead and took action to save the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, great disaster would surely befall the Zhou Dynasty!
The ancient temple at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley probably cannot be hidden either.
Moreover, deep down in Su Zimo's heart, he didn't dare to face Ji Yaoxue.
Over the past five years, this has become increasingly true.
This is a somewhat complicated emotion that is difficult to describe.
For five years, Su Zimo stayed in the ancient temple at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley, isolated from the world, away from the hustle and bustle, without fighting or fighting. He chanted sutras and worshiped Buddha every day, and his mind was at peace.
But when he heard that Ji Yaoxue was in danger, he suddenly became nervous.
The five years of peace were broken in an instant, and murderous intentions suddenly emerged, which was difficult to contain!
Therefore, from the moment he appeared, he had no intention of letting anyone go. He was so decisive in killing that even Mingze Zhenjun felt fear!
The whole process of killing two Nascent Soul Lords took less than three breaths.
It seems short and simple, but only he knows the dangers within it best.
This is really a life-and-death struggle!
As long as there is the slightest mistake, he will die here.
In terms of true strength, Su Zimo was far from a match for True Lord Yuanying.
The only thing he is stronger than Gu Su Qi and others is his physical body!
Dieyue once said that demon cultivators are most likely to leapfrog and kill their opponents.
Only in close combat can you have a chance of winning!
He promised to let Si Junyu go, in fact, just to paralyze Gu Su Qi and the others and make them relax their vigilance.
The two Nascent Soul Lords were unprepared, not because they were inexperienced, but because they did not expect that a Golden Core Realm monk would dare to murder the Soul Lord!
This is equivalent to killing an immortal by a mortal!
Su Zimo held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and slowly pulled the sword out of his chest.
The sharp sword rubbed against the bones and flesh, making a tooth-piercing sound.
Su Zimo's face was expressionless.
A stream of blood arrows spurted out!
Su Zimo seemed to feel no pain, and without even looking, he backhanded him behind him!
puff!
A sword cultivator from Jie Tian Sword Sect was directly pierced through the heart by a long sword and died on the spot.
The remaining four people finally reacted, their faces turned pale with fear, they shouted, and ran away into the distance without looking back.
Su Zimo covered his chest with his left hand, his eyes were cold, he stamped his feet, the ground shook violently, and his whole body flew out like a sharp arrow.
It's so fast!
boom!
As soon as a Daxia guard ran a few steps, he was caught up by Su Zimo and shot to death with one palm, without any resistance.
The remaining three Jindan masters were killed one by one by Su Zimo before they could escape far!
Si Junyu stood there, motionless.
He could see clearly that with his strength, even if he ran away, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the middle-aged monk!
Not long after, the middle-aged monk returned from a short distance away after chasing four people and walked straight towards him.
Si Junyu looked pale, pretending to be calm, and said with clasped fists: "This eminent monk, I am the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty. As long as you are willing to let me live, I will be grateful, and I can exchange it on any terms."
"As long as I ascend to the throne of emperor, it will be no problem for the whole country to help the eminent monk!"
Su Zimo came to Si Junyu with an indifferent expression. He stretched out his palm, pinched Si Junyu's throat, and grabbed him!
"Ho... ho!"
Si Junyu rolled his eyes, kicked his feet off the ground, and was speechless. He could only make a weird noise.
Su Zimo whispered in Si Junyu's ear: "Even if you have the power of the whole country, you can't compare to one ten thousandth of her. If you dare to touch her, I will kill you!"
"you you… "
Si Junyu's face turned purple, as if he wanted to ask something.
Su Zimo added: "Today I will let you know clearly that I am Su Zimo, and I am the one who killed your brother Jun Hao!"
Si Junyu's eyes widened with disbelief.
Su Zimo, this name has been mentioned by no one for five years.
This person is not dead!
"Go down and accompany your brother."
Su Zimo spoke calmly, and with a click of his fingers, he crushed Si Junyu's throat.
Sijun Yuqi Jue died.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two Nascent Soul Masters, twenty Jindan Masters, and a Daxia prince were all buried here, and no one was spared!
Ji Yaoxue didn't know what she was thinking. She frowned slightly and looked at Su Zimo with a strange look.
True Lord Mingze took a deep breath, stepped forward, bowed deeply to Su Zimo, and said in a deep voice: "My true Lord Mingze of the Great Zhou Dynasty, thank you eminent monk for your rescue."
As the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, it is really rare for him to be able to show such courtesy to the True Lord of Jindan.
"It doesn't matter."
Su Zimo waved his hand and said calmly: "This place is full of dangers and dangers. Dragon Burial Valley is an extremely ominous place. You should not come here again."
"Okay, thank you eminent monk for your advice." True Lord Mingze nodded.
At this moment, Ji Yaoxue also came over, stared at Su Zimo and asked: "May I ask the eminent monk's name, who is his sect?"
Such a question is somewhat unreasonable.
It was more like a questioning tone and attitude.
True Lord Mingze glanced at Ji Yaoxue and frowned slightly.
He could feel that this middle-aged monk had a mysterious origin and behaved a bit strangely. He has not yet said why he rescued them and killed all the people of the Great Xia Dynasty.
But Ji Yaoxue looked even weirder at this time.
Su Zimo lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He took out a string of rosary beads with only four beads from his left wrist. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said calmly: "The little monk's name is Mingxin. He has no sect or sect."
"Mingxin."
Ji Yaoxue murmured softly, looked at Su Zimo deeply, and said, "Zhenjun Mingze and I are injured and unable to fight anymore. Since the eminent monk said that this place is extremely dangerous, I wonder if you can send us out?"
This request is even more rude.
Just as Zhenjun Mingze was about to speak, he saw the middle-aged monk was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
True Lord Mingze was stunned.
But Ji Yaoxue smiled brightly and said, "Thank you, eminent monk."
For five years, True Lord Mingze has been by Ji Yaoxue's side, protecting her safety.
Since the death of that eternal monster five years ago, True Lord Mingze has never seen such a smile on Ji Yaoxue's face.
Like the colorful clouds after the rain, it is brilliant and dazzling.
It seemed that the pain that had settled in this woman's heart for the past five years had disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Looking at Ji Yaoxue's smile, four words appeared in Su Zimo's mind.
Smiling like a flower.
However, what flowers in this world can compare with the smiling face of the woman in front of me.
Su Zimo's eyes averted for a moment, and he moved the rosary beads faster in his hand. His eyelids drooped slightly, and he decided to go ahead and whispered: "Let's go."
True Lord Mingze was confused and followed him subconsciously.
Ji Yaoxue pursed her lips, and a hint of darkness flashed across her eyes.
But soon, she laughed.
No matter what, today is always a happy day.