Super Treasure Hunter

Zhou Zhong also ignored the three of them, but continued to stand on the roof, looking at the direction of the mountain. He had already noticed that there was a lot of aura pouring over here.

Don't know why, the three breaths that made him slightly jealous did not move.

Not long after the three of them hid in the room, a group of densely packed little demons had already swarmed in, and they were all immortal emperor realm little demons, and there were also a few demons who had broken through to the Dao Ancestor level.

At first glance, it seems that there are at least hundreds of little monsters in the realm of Immortal Emperor!

As the saying goes, if there are too many ants, they can also gnaw elephants to death. No matter how strong they are, they will be discolored in front of such an overwhelming monster.

And the most important point is that the physique of a demon is often incomparable to humans, so the old man would have lost so miserably, because the big demon who has entered the realm of Dao Sage has much stronger physique than him.

As soon as these little demons arrived, they were about to rush into the yard where the old man was. But the few powerful little demons who fought in the front line just leaped over, and a few red lights flashed around the yard, and the powerful formation was activated. , Directly beheaded those little monsters.

Although these little monsters were only at the level of the immortal emperor, they already had good intelligence, and naturally they didn't blindly go up and die.

Failing to break through this circle for a while, they soon discovered Zhou Zhong standing on the roof, all looked at Zhou Zhong, and pounced on Zhou Zhong with a dangerous meaning.

The three people who had already hid in the room breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The young couple had clearly never seen such a scene before, and their faces were pale with fright at this time. They had never seen their ancestors hurt so badly.

"They shouldn't be able to break in now..." the young woman said with a pale face.

"I hope so..." the young man said with the same lingering fear.

The old man's face was sullen, thinking about his grandfather of the Shen family, what kind of identity, what kind of scenery?

In Huangquan City, who should not give him face? Even the dignified City Lord of Huangquan City, wouldn't he still bow his head when he saw him?

It was so embarrassed at this time!

The one who was injured by the three monsters was not to be said, but at this time, a group of little monsters were still stuck in the circle, and they dared not go out like a mourning dog.

If it hadn't been for the serious injury, he would have broken out of the magic circle long ago and would have left those little monsters killed.

But of course he wouldn't be so impulsive, because the strength of the three great monsters still made him secretly startled by thinking about it now.

Isn't it going to die now?

At this moment, the young man suddenly asked, "Old ancestor, is it really good to leave the kid outside there? Those little demons are very powerful, and he will die."

Upon hearing this, the woman's face was not pretty and said: "I gave him a chance before. Who would let him not cherish it? Maybe it has been torn to pieces now, and it deserves it!"

Thinking of this, the woman became angry. What is her identity? When have you been so humiliated?

If it weren't for the presence of a major enemy, she would have to teach the boy who didn't have long eyes.

But she felt that she might not have this opportunity, because that kid was already dead in her eyes.

Even the old man is not optimistic about Zhou Zhong's, shook his head and snorted coldly: "That kid is definitely not the opponent of those little demons!"

He has seen that there is hidden strength in the middle of the week, not as simple as the golden fairy peak, but even so, what can he do?

He is dignified and saint, isn't he going to be trapped in the magic circle?

Could it be that that young man also has the strength of the Taoist Saint level? How is this possible.

Previously, he only cherished his talents, and stopped the two of them making things difficult. At this time, his life was at stake, and he definitely wouldn't take risks for a young man who might have some talent.

After saying this, the old man stopped speaking, closed his eyes and ignored what happened outside, and patiently recovered from his injury.

The other two also had lingering fears and tried their best to calm their hearts and ignore the outside affairs.

Outside the yard, there was already a fragmented scene, many stumps were everywhere, and the house was covered with blood.

Zhong Zhou held the Glacier Immortal Sword in his hand, and tightly held the Soul Sealing List in his other hand. At this time, his body and face were more or less stained with blood. At first glance, he looked like a demon god. Demeanor, full of looks.

In front of him, there were also hundreds of corpses piled up by little monsters.

"Come on! Go on!" Zhong Zhou coldly hummed at the rest of the little demon.

These one hundred little monsters, for the middle of the week, it is not even a warm-up, and it is not happy at all!

Those little demons had already retired, because in the moment they had killed more than a hundred of their kind in the middle of the week.

But these words in the middle of the week caused the remaining hundreds of little monsters to madly madly, one by one, uttered unpleasant voices, and rushed toward the middle of the week like a tide!

There are even a few Dao Ancestor level demons, double-teaming towards Zhou Zhong from all directions.

"Huh, good coming, the meaning of water: water mist!" Zhou Zhong shouted loudly, while holding the glacier fairy sword in front of him, he cut a sword at random, and then a looming mist of water appeared out of thin air, all over Body week in the middle of the week.

"The Profound Meaning of Water: Transformation!"

The figure in the middle of the week disappeared, and he could not be seen at all, so that the hundreds of little demon immediately rushed into the air, looking around in confusion, but there was no trace of the middle of the week.

It's just that every time a figure appeared in the middle of the week, a Dao Ancestor-level demon died silently.

One after another, it didn't take long at all. Those few Dao ancestor-level demons had been beheaded by all of them in the middle of the week!

Without the presence of these few monsters that threatened him slightly, Zhou Zhong didn't bother to hide in the mist, and directly dissipated the mist. Those little monsters had already heard the wind and prepared to flee.

Because this human being, in their eyes at this time, is simply a devil-like existence!

"Huh, want to run?!"

In the middle of the week, he jumped down from the roof and chased after him. How could that group of little demons compare to the speed of last week.

The little demon who was defeated at this time naturally couldn't resist the slightest under the sword of Zhou Zhong.

The sword intent emanating from countless glacier fairy swords filled the valleys, and several huge jade hands appeared occasionally.

The next day, the three people in the circle woke up at the same time while practicing.

"Ancestor, the group of little demons should have dispersed, right?"

The old man nodded and said, "It's okay. I can feel that the breath of the little demons is no longer nearby."

The young men and women let out a long breath at the same time, and the woman stood up and said viciously, "I want to see how terrible the illiterate kid died yesterday!"