Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 993

Su Zimo moved on.

Before long, a stone statue appeared in front of him.

This stone statue leaned against a blue stone, looking lazy, sloppy, half-open-minded, dazzling, and still holding a wine jar in his left hand.

A few lines were written beside the stone statue.

"I am ... drunk, good wine all my life, so I practice for longevity, I want to drink a few more years of wine ... ha ha ha ha!"

"What vision list, what ... French phase list, there is no good wine to come happily! The so-called spiritual practice talks and laughs, and life is drunk!"

In just a few words, in the eyes of Su Zimo, this drunken man is alive, unrestrained and drunk.

When these words were left, the mighty power seemed to be drinking booze, scribbled, messy, and drunk.

This mighty man, in order to drink a few more years of wine, cultivated to a united state, which is also considered an alternative.

"I heard that this drunk student was very famous in the cultivation world."

"Don't look at him for not saying some of his glory, but this predecessor was the tenth in the vision list, the ninth in the French phase list, and the combat power is amazing!"

Many monks whispered.

This drunken power is obviously more powerful than just Chifeng Power.

Around this stone statue, there are more monks gathered, there are dozens of monks, and there are still monks coming here not far.

"I wish for longevity ..."

"I would also like to have a longevity road in my life. Like my predecessors, I also like drinking ..."

Many monks shouted loudly around this stone statue, and they set up their minds in various ways, most of them seeking Changsheng Avenue.

However, the stone statue remained motionless.

At this moment, I saw a monk squeezed in from the crowd, came to the stone statue, scooped out an altar of wine from the storage bag, opened the mud seal, and the wine overflowed.

"Senior, I came to see you with good wine."

The person said, pour the wine into the jar of the statue.

call!

The entire statue suddenly moved, and with a slightly open mouth, a burst of wine burst out into the sky, covering the person.

In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

"I'm going, is this OK?"

"This drunk senior is too hasty!"

"Well, why didn't I think of it, this one!"

Some monks are stunned, some sigh, and some regret.

Su Zimo laughed suddenly.

This drunken senior is really a free and easy person.

"If you look at that monk in blue shirt, will it be Su Zimo, the demon who is extremely famous recently?" Among the crowd, a returning Taoist pointed at Su Zimo and said mysteriously.

"I heard that Su Zimo was terrifying in his body and invincible in melee. It must be a tall and strong man. This man looks so handsome and thin, wouldn't it be him?"

"Don't be surprised. You're wearing more blue shirts. Can you even meet Su Zimo?"

"Haha, I just said it casually, how could there be such a coincidence, it scared you."

At first the monk laughed.

Su Zimo's first appearance in Zhongzhou was at the Qianhe Tea Party.

However, at the Qianhe Tea Party, almost all Yuan Yingzheng, the returning Taoism practitioners in the cultivation world, really haven't seen Su Zimo very much.

"Come and see, there's a fight over there!"

"Where? Who and who?"

"The sword sword guarded by Jianzong was inherited by another sword repairer, and the two sides fought!"

"Go and see!"

The Huixu Taoists who had gathered near the stone statue all whistled in one direction.

Su Zimo groaned a little and followed him.

Not long after, Su Zimo's ears were strong, and he heard a sound of swordsmanship and Jin Ge fighting.

I saw a long sword soaring into the clouds on the horizon in the distance, dozens of feet high, inserted obliquely into the ground, and it was extremely shocking!

Below this sword, there are sword lights flying.

The seven sword sects stepped under a specific position, and the seven were related to each other to form an extremely mysterious sword array, trapping another sword in the middle!

The seven Jianzong Jianxiu were all returning to the virtual world to completion.

This set of swords in their hands is obviously in full fire. With the tacit understanding, the sword is violent, and it becomes more and more fierce and more prosperous!

Trapped sword repair, black hair, black clothes, pale face, eyes empty and divine, repair to the realm is just back to the early days of emptiness.

The black sword repairer could still fight back several swords at first.

But as the sword formation is fully unfolded, this person can only keep blinking to dodge, passive defense, and completely fall into the wind!

Su Zimo looked moved.

Of these sword repairs of Jianzong, he did not know any of them.

But the black-sworded sword repair is an old man.

The lonely sword of Beiyu family!

Dugu Sword is lonely, silent, and never takes the initiative to talk to people.

It seems that in his eyes, there is only the sword in his hand.

But Su Zimo's impression on him is quite good.

Not only because, in the ruins of Dagan, Du Gujian had helped him.

Even more so, in Vientiane City a hundred years ago, when the catastrophe came and all Tianjiao was retreating, the Dugu sword first stood up!

He is the true sword repair in the eyes of Su Zimo!

Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, the old man has stepped back into the realm.

Su Zimo observed that, in addition to the seven sword ancestors in the battlefield, there were more than a dozen sword ancestors, guarding around the battlefield, with sharp eyes and forbidding outsiders to intervene.

At the foot of the giant sword, several corpses of Jianzong Jianxiu were lying.

All are swords in the heart of the eyebrows.

"In all fairness, this Jianzong is indeed a bit domineering. The inheritance of the preaching place is entirely by chance, but Jianzong dominates the inheritance of this powerful sword all the year round and prevents others from entering."

"Who said no."

"Alas, the sword is strong, and it is a place of pilgrimage for sword repair. Who dares to strike its edge."

Among the people watching the war, many monks are talking about it.

"This man in black is not weak, only then broke into it alone, and he could kill a sword sect in two or three times. The sword skills are extremely fast!"

"Unfortunately, he didn't come at the right time."

"Originally, under the inheritance of the wind sword, there were only twenty Jianzong Jianxiu guards. These seven swordsmen came in later. They were familiar with Jianzong's Qijian Sword Formation. Seven people joined forces to fight the title disciple! "

"I heard that these seven sword repairs were for the demon evil Su Zimo, but they came across the man in black and Jianzong Jianxiu, and the seven decisively shot and surrounded them."

"The gap between the two parties is too great, and if they continue to consume it, people in black will die!"

While this person was analyzing, there was a sudden force behind him, pushing him away.

The man was so angry that he turned his head and looked at the crowded blue shirt monk, and said rudely, "What is crowded, can't you see?"

Those who can enter this preaching field have some ability. This person comes from one hundred and eighty-eight to come to the door and naturally refuses to suffer.

"Excuse me."

Su Zimo glanced at the man lightly, pushed it away, and walked towards the battlefield under the sword.

"Humph!"

The man spit in the direction of Su Zimo's back and cursed: "It's arrogant, it looks like he's rushing to death! I think wearing a blue shirt is Su Zimo!"

PS: Let me know, I am ready to make a breakthrough tomorrow afternoon! Ready for a big wave!

(End of this chapter)