The commotion here is quite noisy, and many monks are already coming here.
Master Situ frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Resolve this matter as soon as possible, don't let others treat you like a slut!"
Leng Ming nodded, stared at the little fat man with dark eyes, and said slowly: "Junior brother, don't say that I don't care about the friendship between the same disciples. I will give you two paths, you can choose for yourself!"
"The first way is to hand over the Underworld Map and all the treasures in the tomb, and I will spare your life! The second way..."
"No need to say it!"
Before Leng Ming finished speaking, he was interrupted by the little fat man.
The little fat man clenched his fists and said word by word: "I will never give the Underworld Picture to you!"
He found this by relying on his own ability at great risk, why should he give it to Leng Ming!
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Leng Ming nodded, with endless murderous intent in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "This is the path you chose, so don't blame me for being unkind!"
The little fat man took out the flying sword from his storage bag, with a determined expression and no fear on his face.
Leng Ming's eyes turned and glanced at Su Zimo and others one by one. A strong mockery flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Junior brother, I have to say, you have really grown up and you actually know how to find helpers. It's really It impressed me.”
"But these three or two people and a few beasts are your support?"
Hearing the word 'animal', the eyes of Monkey and the others showed a trace of anger and ferocity.
Ling Hu showed murderous intent and stared at Leng Ming with an unkind expression. He chuckled and said, "Xiao Zhugan, you'd better run quickly and don't get caught by your Lord Tiger and me, otherwise... hum!"
Leng Ming chuckled lightly and asked: "Junior brother, you don't naively think that you can compete with me with such a few small roles, do you?"
"Small role?"
The little fat man also laughed out loud.
There are only nine of them in total. Except for Monkey, Spirit Tiger, Qingqing, Little Fox, and Golden Lion, who are demons, the other four people, which one is a minor character
He is a true disciple of the Tomb Sect.
Shi Jian is a true disciple of the Puppet Sect.
Lin Xuanji is the descendant of Xuanji Palace!
Although Su Zimo has no family or sect now, there is probably no one in this ancient battlefield who dares to say that he is a minor player!
Not to mention anything else, just mentioning the three words 'Su Zimo' will probably scare a group of people to death!
"What, you don't believe it?"
Leng Ming laughed loudly and said: "In that case, before I die, let me introduce you to the real geniuses of this Tianhuang Continent, and let you understand before you die!"
"This is Master Situ, a true disciple of the Corpse Refining Cult."
Master Situ's eyes were cold, and he looked at Shi Jian as if he were looking at a dead person.
Shi Jian whispered: "Leave this person to me later!"
Lin Xuanji whispered: "Although this person has not cultivated the golden elixir phenomenon, his methods are not weak. The three-foot-tall war corpse behind him has a tendency to evolve into a silver corpse."
The zombies of the Corpse Refining Cult are divided into several levels. The lowest level is the dead corpse, which is the weakest and can be easily chopped into pieces by sword, water, and fire.
Next is the iron corpse, and then the bronze corpse.
Normally, the Jindan Master of the Corpse Refining Cult controls the bronze corpse.
On top of the bronze corpse is the silver corpse!
Leng Ming pointed to another person and said with a leisurely smile: "This fellow Taoist is Nie Hao of the Hunyuan Sect, one of the nine sects of the Immortal Sect!"
"Hunyuan Sect?"
Su Zimo murmured softly, recalling an emperor-like figure in his mind.
Hunyuan Sect, Emperor Yin!
This person is indeed terrifying, he is the biggest enemy Su Zimo has encountered so far in his practice!
Lin Xuanji said casually: "This person is Di Yin's junior brother, but he was suppressed by Di Yin's reputation, and he has some tricks himself."
Su Zimo knew very little about the talented disciples of the major super sects, but Lin Xuanji knew them all very well.
Su Zimo turned around and said to Lin Xuanji: "Seeing as you said it so easily, I'll leave this person to you."
"Don't bother me."
Lin Xuanji waved his hand and curled his lips and said: "You and I are not on the same side. You have lost all the benefits in this big tomb. I just drank some soup."
"Master Lin, you don't want to run away from the battlefield, do you?"
The little fox wanted to provoke Lin Xuanji, but he didn't expect him to escape at all.
Lin Xuanji didn't even blush and said seriously: "A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. Don't worry. If there is a battle soon, I will be the first to run away so as not to cause any trouble to you..."
"This is Xu Cheng, the number one golden elixir man in the Fenglei Palace of the Nine Immortal Sects!"
Leng Ming's voice sounded again, putting Xu Cheng's introduction at the end.
Hearing this name, there were waves of exclamations from the people watching nearby.
Lin Xuanji's expression became unusually serious, and he said in a deep voice: "This person is extremely powerful. It is said that he has cultivated the highest-level inherited vision of the Fenglei Palace, and the Five Thunders Destroy the World!"
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the last Jindan vision list, the ninth place was a descendant of Fenglei Palace, and the vision of cultivation was four thunder bombardments.
Behind the vision of this golden elixir, it is also clearly described that the highest level of this golden elixir is the condensation of five divine thunders, which has the power to destroy the world!
Four divine thunders can rank among the top ten on the list of visions.
Condensing five divine thunders, how terrifying will this person's combat power be
Just listen to Lin Xuanji continue to say: "This man's combat power can be in the top five, or even the top three on the vision list! He came here this time just to compete with Di Yin."
Su Zimo nodded.
Lin Xuanji warned again: "Don't underestimate the enemy. Although you are a twin, but this person's five divine thunders are coming at the same time, your twin may not be able to compete with him!"
Su Zimo frowned.
So far in his practice, he has never encountered a golden elixir vision that can compete with his twin vision.
At most, it can only be a stalemate with one of his visions. If another vision arises, the opponent will inevitably be defeated, without any suspense!
Unexpectedly, he met such a ruthless character before he arrived at Vientiane City!
Leng Ming looked at the little fat man and asked with a half-smile: "You should introduce the helpers you have found so that we can see them."
There were bursts of chuckles among the crowds of the Corpse Refining Sect, Hunyuan Sect, and Fenglei Palace.
Master Situ and Nie Hao looked arrogant.
Xu Cheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, not bothering to look at Su Zimo and others.
The current situation can be settled without him taking any action.
They knew most of the geniuses from all the super sects. Among the people opposite them, except for Little Fatty and Shi Jian, who were from super sects, the remaining two were extremely unfamiliar to them.
They were either casual cultivators or disciples of small sects, coming to join in the fun and gain knowledge.
Lin Xuanji had already put on his mask before leaving the tomb, so Master Situ and others naturally could not recognize him.
The little fat man snorted, pointed to Lin Xuanji beside him, and said, "This is..."
Lin Xuanji quickly waved his hands and said with a playful smile: "I am just a small character. No need to introduce me. I will leave in a moment. If you fight, it is none of my business..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The group of cultivators burst into laughter.
Leng Ming suppressed a smile, pointed at the monk in green shirt next to Lin Xuanji, his eyes full of ridicule, and said loudly: "Who is this? Junior brother, please introduce it quickly, let us listen." "
Just as the little fat man was about to speak, the monk in green shirt spoke first and said calmly: "My name is Su Zimo."
The laughter in the crowd stopped suddenly!
It was like all the monks were being grabbed by the throat!