Chapter 1345 Is It Him?

Su Zimo looked at Nangong Sheng, who was frightened to death, and was stunned for a moment.

"My Dao name, is already so scary?"

Su Zimo laughed at himself.

You must know that after the battle of Tiandigu, the four words Huangwu Daojun have almost become a taboo!

The monks on the Heavenly Desolate Continent all changed their minds.

The battle was too brutal.

Although Huangwu Daojun was finally exiled by Banzu, there were too many combined powers who died in Tiandi Valley. Over the years, except for the catastrophe in the Northern Territory ten thousand years ago, there is no battle that can be compared to this battle!

If it weren't for the presence of the fierce powerhouses, and if the half ancestors hadn't arrived, all the powerhouses of the major super sects would have been suppressed by Huangwu!

Although the three major families were not involved, many news came, and the cultivation world in the southern region was still greatly shaken.

Nangong Sheng was near Beiming Town and was considered a figure.

But he is nothing but the True Monarch Yuanying.

He was originally shocked by Su Zimo's methods, and he was almost collapsed with fright. He suddenly heard the word 'wild martial', and suddenly his soul flew away, and he died and disappeared!

Su Zimo took off the storage bags of the three and stuffed them into his arms.

His Primordial Spirit was imprisoned, unable to use his mana, and it was not convenient to destroy the corpses, so he carried the three corpses and threw them into the nearest jungle.

At this time, the night was dark.

In the jungle, birds and beasts roamed wildly, roaring one after another, and jungle killings were being staged in every corner.

The corpses of the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs are thrown in, and it won't be long before they will be eaten by the monsters.

After doing this, Su Zimo clapped his palms, turned to leave, and returned to Beiming Town.

Bei Mingxue was still breathing in the room, and he didn't notice anything from beginning to end.

She doesn't know yet, just now, someone helped her resolve a catastrophe of life and death!

Su Zimo smiled lightly, returned to the room, closed his eyes and rested.

He didn't plan to tell Bei Mingxue about this.

The three Nascent Soul True Monarchs, in Su Zimo's eyes, were as insignificant as ants, and this matter was just a matter of hand.

Early the next morning, Bei Mingxue made breakfast and sent it to Su Zimo's room.

Su Zimo took out the three storage bags from last night, handed them to Bei Mingxue, and said, "Take it, I don't need it."

"This is……"

Bei Mingxue took the three storage bags, glanced at them, and froze in her heart.

"Is this the storage bag of Yuanying Zhenjun?"

Bei Mingxue asked tentatively.

"right."

Su Zimo said.

Bei Mingxue asked again, "Where did Mr. Su get it?"

"I picked it up last night when I went out."

Su Zimo said lightly.

Bei Mingxue pursed her lips and did not continue to ask.

In fact, there is a subtle and unique small logo on these three storage bags, which is difficult to notice unless you look closely.

But Bei Mingxue was a member of the Beiming clan after all, so she was naturally very familiar with this kind of sign.

If she saw it right, the logos on these three storage bags all came from the Nangong family!

This is the storage bag of the Nangong family, the three Yuan Ying Zhenjun!

Although Su Zimo spoke plainly, Bei Mingxue felt a trace of blood in that plain tone!

Bei Mingxue was very smart and did not continue to ask questions.

She put the three storage bags in her own storage bag.

On the storage bag of True Monarch Yuanying, there is a restriction on consciousness, and her cultivation level is not enough to erase it.

She has to wait for her to cultivate her primordial spirit.

"There's still more than a year, and it's the big competition of the aristocratic family."

Su Zimo asked casually.

"Um."

Bei Mingxue nodded.

Su Zimo raised his head, looked at Bei Mingxue, and asked, "Do you want revenge?"

Bei Mingxue bowed her head slightly.

After a long silence, she slowly said, "I want to."

Su Zimo could see that there was a hint of melancholy on the girl's brows.

The Beiming family has long since fallen. Compared with the Dongfang family, it is like an ant facing an idol.

Bei Mingxue and Dongfang Zhi are also very different in status.

Dongfang Zhi is high above, like a princess.

And she is just a humble mortal struggling in the red dust.

Even though she has cultivated Qi and Blood Jindan, her combat power is far superior to that of the past, but she cannot escape her current fate.

Her life and death are still in the thoughts of the Eastern family.

"Go and cultivate, you have only cultivated to the Qi and Blood Golden Elixir, don't slack off."

Su Zimo smiled and said, "The last three changes in the Nine Changes of Martial Dao are the essence of the "Martial Classic". If you can cultivate to the last change, you can suppress the three changes in the great family competition a year later. All the geniuses of the younger generation of the great family!"

Bei Mingxue nodded heavily.

In fact, she was still a little bitter in her heart.

Even if her combat strength is against the sky, it is impossible to offend the arrogance of the three great families.

She's fine, but she's dead.

But she was worried about affecting her younger brother and the Beiming clan.

There are still many constraints and fetters in her heart.

Yesterday, Nangong Yu was let go because of various fears.

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. It's so easy to want to be happy and grudge!

Su Zimo could naturally see the worry in Bei Mingxue's heart.

But he didn't say much.

Over the years, he has been dormant here, living in a secluded place. He has hardly made any moves or revealed his identity. He just wants to give Bei Mingxue enough time and enough room to grow.

Once his identity is revealed, there will be endless trouble.

At that time, he will be too busy to take care of himself, and I am afraid that he will not have the time and energy to preach Bei Mingxue.

But Su Zimo was dormant, it didn't prove that he couldn't move!

Today's Su Zimo is like a real dragon dozing off, silent and motionless, everything is calm.

Once the real dragon opens its eyes, it will be a shocking stone!

"The Great Family Competition..."

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes and murmured softly.

...

Ten days later, Nangong Mansion.

In the discussion hall, Nangong Yu was sitting in the middle, with a suspicious look on his face, a few bloody clothes piled up at his feet, and a hint of panic was faintly revealed in the depths of his eyes.

Several old men were sitting next to each other with gloomy expressions on their faces.

"So, sir, the three of them are already dead?"

An old man frowned and asked.

Nangong Yu nodded, pointed to the blood robe at his feet, and said, "You can't be wrong. Before leaving, Dad wore this robe."

An old man looked bewildered and said, "I went to the jungle to see that the one with the highest cultivation level is the spirit demon of the Golden Core Realm. How could they die there, sir?"

"Could it be that there are some powerful demons hiding in it and taking action to kill the master?" said another old man.

"impossible!"

Nangong Yu shook his head and gritted his teeth: "How can there be such a coincidence, my father went to Beiming Town, and something happened!"

"Are you saying that there are strong people in Beiming Town?"

An old man frowned and said: "Now, the Beiming clan has the highest cultivation base, that is, their patriarch, a true monarch of Yuan Ying, who has not much life left, and his combat power is not as good as mine, how can he be a master? opponent?"

"not him."

Nangongyu shook his head, a sickly blue figure flashed in his mind, he froze in his heart, and murmured softly, "Could it be him?"