Chapter 1351 Ashes

Bei Mingxue looked at Su Zimo as if asking for help.

"Take it."

Su Zimo looked indifferent and nodded.

As his eldest disciple, accepting a spiritual weapon of perfect grade is really nothing.

His Primordial Spirit could not be used, nor could he open the storage bag.

Otherwise, he would be able to take out at least ten Innate Spirit Artifacts from the storage bag!

Hearing Su Zimo's words, Bei Mingxue took over this silver inner armor. With her calm temperament, there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

The Beiming family also had a strong heritage.

It's just that, over the years, the three great families have been constantly bullying and searching, and no matter how thick the background is, it has long been exhausted.

The innate spiritual tools, the perfect spiritual tools, and the top-quality spiritual tools handed down from the Beiming family have long been snatched away by the monks of the three great aristocratic families.

Today, it is rare for a monk in Beiming Town to have a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Liu Hanyan and Ru Xuan also took out two perfect-grade spiritual tools from their storage bags and handed them over.

Bei Mingxue hesitated for a while, but took it.

Bei Mingxue looked at the three perfect spiritual tools in his hands, feeling as if he was in a dream, a little unreal.

Just now, she was still the humble existence of the Beiming clan.

But now, just because she worshipped Su Zimo as her teacher, even the Daoist Huixu from the Nangong family would respectfully call her a teacher and aunt!

"What kind of person is Shizun?"

In Bei Mingxue's mind, a puzzlement flashed.

"It turned out that the flood washed the Dragon King Temple, and the senior is also a member of my Nangong family."

Nangong Yu walked over tremblingly, her cheeks were swollen high, and her words were a little unclear, but she still forced a smile and said: "Junior Nangong Yu, pay tribute to senior."

Nangong Yu reacted very quickly, seeing that the situation was not right, she quickly bowed her head and bowed to Su Zimo.

"My surname is not Nangong, nor is I a member of the Nangong family."

Su Zimo didn't get up, just looked at Nangongyu coldly and said.

Nangong Yu's expression stiffened.

He originally thought that Su Zimo was Nangong Ling's uncle, and he must be a member of the Nangong family, but he made a huge mistake!

Su Zimo's surname is Su, not Nangong at all!

"Even if the senior is not a member of the Nangong family, he must be famous. Nangong Yu is blind and wants to trouble you, and ask the senior to atone for his sins."

Nangong Yu smiled shyly, lowered her eyebrows to pleasing her eyes, and lowered her head completely without caring about her face.

"Yeah yeah!"

The three Nascent Soul Realm old men also quickly followed suit.

"My name, maybe you have heard it."

Su Zimo said lightly, "I am Huangwu!"

Araki!

These two words seem to have a magic power.

The expressions of Nangong Yu and the three True Monarchs of Nascent Soul suddenly froze on their faces. Only in their eyes, there was endless fear and horror!

The bodies of the four of them were trembling slightly.

In the entire cultivation world, there are not many people who can frighten the cultivator to the point of trembling with a single name.

Su Zimo is definitely one of them!

Not to mention that Nangongyu is only in the Golden Core Realm, and the three Nascent Soul True Sovereigns, even the titled disciples of the major super sects, will tremble when they hear the word 'Wild Martial'!

Desolate Martial Arts has been cultivating so far, rising against the trend, and the people stepping on it are all the corpses of the great arrogant demons!

Bei Mingxue opened her mouth slightly, and deep shock also appeared in her beautiful eyes!

Araki!

Her master turned out to be the famous Huangwu Daojun in the cultivation world!

No wonder, Master's understanding of martial arts is so thorough.

No wonder, the master has always refused to reveal his identity and kept it a secret.

No wonder Shizun was worried that accepting her as his apprentice would implicate her.

There is only one reason.

The master is the wild martial arts!

The moment he heard the news, apart from the shock, Bei Mingxue's heart was not worried or afraid, but filled with endless joy and pride.

Desolate martial arts establish the road, and the common people are clothed by martial arts.

She has a great respect for Huang Wu.

No matter what kind of rumors are circulating outside, Bei Mingxue always believes that Jun Wudao has a big mind that no one else can match!

This kind of mind is better than any decent person from a famous school, better than any self-righteous cultivator!

Don't say that I worship Huangwu as a teacher, even if I have the opportunity to meet Huangwu, it is a huge satisfaction for Bei Mingxue.

After Su Zimo said this, he didn't say any more.

The entire courtyard suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Nangong Ling lowered his head slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He turned around, looked at the four of Nangong Yu, and said slowly, "You four, don't leave this yard today."

Su Zimo didn't say much, but when he said his Taoist name, the four of Nangong Yu must die!

At present, Su Zimo and some super sects of Immortal Buddha and Demon have completely fought each other.

If they learn that Su Zimo has not fallen, these super sects will definitely take action.

What's more, Su Zimo's Primordial Spirit was injured and his combat power was greatly reduced.

If the four of Nangongyu were to leave, it would be equivalent to putting Su Zimo in a huge and dangerous place!

thump! thump!

The four of Nangong Yu knelt down one after another, all of them turning pale with fright.

"After all, we are from the Nangong family, and the same blood is flowing in our bodies. Uncle Ling, spare your life!"

"I also ask Uncle Ling to raise your hand. After we leave, we will definitely not talk nonsense!"

Nangong Yu cried bitterly, and was so frightened that she broke down.

Nangong Ling looked calm and unmoved.

There are more than a thousand branches of the Nangong family.

As a direct bloodline, he has no relationship with these collateral clansmen at all.

In his heart, Su Zimo is much more important!

call!

A three-color flame suddenly appeared in Nangong Ling's palm.

Samadhi Dao fire!

Nangong Ling has obtained the true inheritance of Jihuo!

Although his Samadhi Dao fire was much worse than Su Zimo's Samadhi Dao fire, it was more than enough to deal with Nangong Yu and the three Yuanying True Monarchs.

The flames instantly enveloped the four of Nangong Yu!

"what!"

The four of Nangong Yu screamed in agony.

The fire is soaring!

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Yu turned into a mass of ashes.

He is just a real person of Jindan, and under the burning of Samadhi Dao fire, he can't support it at all.

And the three Nascent Soul True Sovereigns only supported for a while, and then they were completely dead, and all the flesh and bones of their bodies were burned by the fire of Samadhi!

As a direct descendant of the Nangong family, Nangong Ling once worshipped Bailianmen, experienced many storms, followed Su Zimo, and witnessed world-shattering battles such as the Qianhe Tea Party.

To be able to cultivate to this stage, he is not a soft-hearted person!

Bei Mingxue stood behind Su Zimo, looking at the dust slowly falling in the air, with a complicated expression and emotion in his heart.

From the beginning to the end, Su Zimo didn't get up and didn't make a move.

With just a few words, the four of Nangong Yu were buried here!

Turning your hands into clouds, and covering your hands into rain, this is the master's method!

Today's third watch, everyone rest early, pay attention to your body... You tell me about you, other authors ask for leave on Qixi Festival, but you are urging reminders behind, like urging life, not kind at all... However, I still thank everyone for the rewards~