Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1932: Attention

"Oh?"

Motojo-gun raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised.

Whatever the reason, even if it is pure luck, the Xuanxian who can survive in the blood mines of the spiritual mine is indeed a rare one, and there is no one in billions.

In the realm of cultivation, talent and qualifications are important. Fate, chance, and luck are also essential.

There is no Tianjiao evil, relying only on his own talents and qualifications, without any chance, he can cultivate to the peak and be proud of one side.

Jingyue Zhenxian said: "According to this son, he can survive, but luck. I took him to the city of absolute thunder and asked him to participate in this hunting game. I also wanted to see if his luck could let him He lives to the end. "

After a short pause, Jing Yue Zhenxian whispered: "If luck is really good for this child, different from ordinary people, maybe he can really help the county king and do great work."

"Who are you talking about?"

Motosuke-gun asked.

"That monk in blue shirt."

Jingyue Zhenxian said, pointing at a figure in the mirror of the shadow.

At this point, the **** killings of Shizhe Prison had erupted. On the battlefield, it was terrible, but the monk in the blue shirt had long been out of the battlefield, staying out of sight, and was very conspicuous in the mirror of the shadow.

"Ha ha."

Motosuke-gun chuckled and said, "This man is a little bit smart, but he got out of the battlefield in advance and was not involved."

Jingyue Zhenxian pointed to the other purple figure who was about to sink into the dense forest, and said, "That is the Tang Ziyi who has gone through the forty-nine days."

A little later, through the mirror of the shadow, you can see that this blue shirt monk is being watched.

Monk Tsingtao seemed to be a little daunted and did not dare to fight with others. He turned into the jungle and left the place.

Motosuke-gun shook his head slightly: "Just luck, there is no means to fold, and it is difficult to stand out in this hunting game."

The rule of the hunting society is the number of hunting, and the top one hundred can only live out of ten infernos.

The unspoken meaning of King Motosa Jun, even if this blue-shirt monk was lucky enough to survive to the end, he could not enter the hunting list without killing enough monks.

"It's true, um ... this body style is pretty good."

Jingyue Zhenxian stared at Ying Ying's mirror and said something.

Liu Yu laughed next to him: "Master Junshou, this is a ten-absolute prison. There are many dangerous things that these people can't imagine, step by step, and no matter how good you are, it won't help."

Before long, Motosuke-gun suddenly said, "That man is dying."

The eyes of the crowd turned, looking at the blue figure walking through a dense forest in Shizhe.

Jieleicheng main road: "Not far from this son is the site of the barren giant crocodile. As long as this son breaks in there, he will wake up this giant crocodile!"

"This barren giant crocodile, but a third-order land demon, will definitely die." Liu Yu chuckled.

In such a dangerous place, there are countless countless ten prisons.

These monsters from the upper world were all arrested by the strong men on the scene, and were deliberately imprisoned in Shijue Prison.

The 100,000 Xuanxian who entered into the ten desolate prisons must face not only the killings from other Xuanxian, but also the sudden danger!

This is also one of the many pleasures on the fairy.

They like to see the Xuanxian inside, in front of these sudden and powerful monsters, the trembling fear and panic.

Seeing these xuanxian unable to struggle, they are eventually hunted by monsters, which will give them a different kind of pleasure.

At this moment, the battle over there became more intense and bloody.

At every moment, there will be Xuanxian Shen!

The names of people on the hunting list are constantly changing and replacing, and the latter numbers are constantly jumping and growing.

However, there was some attention from the immortal in the city's mansion, all of which fell on the monk in blue shirt.

"I didn't expect that someone would encounter a demon so soon, haha."

"This man looks fragile, and a book is angry. I guess when the barren giant crocodile appeared, he would be stunned on the spot!"

Many Shangxian laughed, waiting for the shadow of the mirror, the blue shirt monk stepped into the swamp of death himself.

Time goes by bit by bit.

The smiles on the faces of Shangxian gradually disappeared.

Normally, following the route that monk Tsingtao traveled, he would soon reach the death swamp.

But somehow, when approaching the edge of Death Marsh, the monk in blue shirt stopped strangely and didn't move forward.

Under the gaze of many immortals, the blue-shirt monk stayed in place for a long time and began to change direction and headed towards the other side.

"Strange, did you find Death Marsh this time?"

"It's impossible. Although we called it Death Marsh there, the barren crocodile fell silent. The appearance of this swamp looks no different from the normal ground. How could this be noticed?"

"It is a coincidence."

There were not many **** scenes that Shangxian looked forward to, which made them slightly unhappy.

Jingyue Zhenxian smiled and said, "It seems that this son's luck is really good."

Liu Yu next waved his lips, and some disagreed, saying: "In the ten desolate prisons, this kind of danger is everywhere. I don't believe that this son can have such good luck every time."

An hour later, the first **** fighting in the ten solitary prisons was coming to an end.

Although many monks have left the battlefield in chaos and left far away, there are still corpses on the battlefield, and the blood is flowing into the river.

In this battle, at least 20,000 Xuanxian fell!

The hunting party has just begun.

The flames of war were gradually extinguished, and the attentions of many Shangxian were also scattered separately, falling on some of the most concerned Xuanxian, such as Li Tian, ​​Jian Yu and others, all under the close attention of everyone.

Unlike others, Jing Yue Zhenxian's eyes are always staring at Su Zimo.

Motosuke-gun suddenly asked, "How many are you?"

"It is already the fourth place."

Jing Yue Zhenxian replied.

Counting the original Death Swamp, this blue-shirt monk has been on his way, avoiding similar dangerous places!

This monk in blue shirt has not been fighting with people, but roaming around in the ten absolute prisons.

But every time he saw that he was about to set foot in a dangerous place, the person seemed to sense something in advance, stopped suddenly, then changed his direction and avoided the past.

If it is only a coincidence, four times in a row, it is worth pondering.

"interesting."

Wang Zuojun murmured, a faint light gradually appeared in his eyes, and most of his attention was also placed on Su Zimo's body.

At this point, tens of thousands of Xuanxian had separated, scattered throughout the Shijue prison.

Through the mirror of the shadow, watching dozens of Xuanxian unaware, strayed into the swamp of death, and alarmed the barren giant crocodile!

This death swamp is constantly spinning, sending out a strong suction force.

Dozens of Xuanxian were caught in it and couldn't escape.

Then, in the center of this vortex, a giant crocodile with a length of hundreds of feet emerged, with ferocious eyes in his eyes, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and a terrifying breath!

With less than ten breaths, these dozens of Xuanxian were all swallowed into the belly by the Araza giant crocodile!

A situation like this is happening frequently in Ten Deadly Prison!

Everyone inside is prey.

(End of this chapter)