Chapter 147: Re-Entering the Spirit Mine

The golden silk armor on Su Zimo's body has been seen by everyone for a long time, but they have not taken it to heart.

There is no spiritual pattern on the golden silk armor, but it is a pseudo-spiritual tool.

Now, when the gray-robed cultivator saw Su Zimo suddenly tore off the golden silk armor and threw it on the ground, he was stunned for a moment, not understanding the deep meaning behind this move.

In the next moment, the pupils of the gray-robed monk shrank violently and changed color.

Su Zimo tore off the golden silk armor, as if he had changed into a different person, suddenly rushed forward, swung the Hanyue knife, and flew away the many flying swords stabbing around, galloping towards the gray-robed monk.

Too fast!

Even twice as fast as before!

A black shadow passed by, like a ghost, almost in the blink of an eye, Su Zimo rushed in front of the gray-robed monk with murderous aura, flipped his hand, and slapped it on the gray-robed monk's head.

Snapped!

The gray-robed cultivator's head exploded, and the whole person fell straight back, not knowing what happened until he died.

That golden silk armor is the broken innate spiritual tool black gold silk armor.

Wearing black gold silk armor is equivalent to carrying ten thousand catties, so Su Zimo has never shown his true strength.

Now that the burden on his body has been removed, Su Zimo's whole person is too relaxed, and his speed has skyrocketed. The gray-robed cultivator was caught off guard and was beheaded on the spot!

When the other nine monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment wanted to launch an offensive again, Xiaohe had already taken this opportunity to land on the ground, carrying Little Fatty, Lengrou, and Linghu, and flew away.

One person and one crane cooperate seamlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the only people alive on the ground were Su Zimo and the nine middle-stage foundation-building monks.

The faces of the nine people were pale, and they looked at Su Zimo, who was approaching step by step, with horror in their eyes.

Before that, the nine of them could never have imagined that more than thirty of their foundation-building cultivators would be killed by a ninth-level Qi practitioner!

Swish!

Su Zimo's figure disappeared in place, and a string of afterimages emerged.

In the knife light, accompanied by blood light.

In the blink of an eye, three more people died.

Two of them flew with swords and wanted to leave, Su Zimo squatted down slightly, and with a bang, two deep pits appeared on the ground!

Su Zimo jumped up, the last one came first, his figure was still in the air, and he cut off the two foundation-building cultivators!

There are four left.

Su Zimo swayed the two flying swords that were stabbed, rushed forward, slammed into one person's arms, and instantly exerted force.

This person's eyes were bulging, bloodshot, and the entire chest was sunken inward. There was a sound of bone cracking in his body. When the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, he was already dead.

Su Zimo had already left, catching up with another person, and the light of the sword flashed again.

There are two people left!

The two realized that they could not escape Su Zimo's pursuit, and turned around and galloped towards the mouth of the Lingkuang cave.

Su Zimo followed closely.

Seeing that the two were about to escape into the hole, Su Zimo's feet shook, and the ground trembled with a bang.

The man behind was already trembling with fear, his feet softened, and he stumbled to the ground.

Another person has fled into the cave and disappeared.

"No, no, no shit, none of this is my idea, it's him, he..." The Foundation Establishment cultivator lying on the ground was pale, his voice trembling, and he explained incoherently.

"Who is he?"

Su Zimo's eyes were cold and he asked a question.

"do not know."

The man shook his head, but subconsciously looked at the entrance of the spiritual mine, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.

Su Zimo pondered for a while and continued to ask: "The people in Linfeng City were all killed by the people in the cave."

"Yes." The Foundation Establishment cultivator nodded quickly.

"What is his cultivation?"

"I……"

Just as the Foundation Establishment cultivator was about to speak, his face changed suddenly, a green spot appeared, and he suddenly smiled strangely at Su Zimo.

Seeing this smile, Su Zimo's hair stood up all over his body.

Su Zimo didn't even think about it, and immediately retreated violently!

boom!

A muffled sound.

A person who was alive just now suddenly burst in front of Su Zimo's eyes, blood and flesh splashed, and a faint green ball of light floated into the mouth of the spiritual mine.

At this moment, seeing that the battle on the ground was over, Xiaohe brought the two of them down from the sky.

"Junior Brother Su, are you alright?"

"Brother, are you alright?"

Almost at the same time, Lenghe asked the little fat man.

A trace of panic flashed in Leng Rou's eyes, but it returned to normal in an instant.

"I'm fine."

Su Zimo shook his head and replied, frowning, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, Su Zimo stroked Xiaohe's head lightly and said: "Silly bird, you should go back to the sect first, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, if you can meet the monks who came to support the sect on the way, it would be better. ."

"Cheep!"

Xiaohe let out a cry, urging Su Zimo to come up quickly and leave the place together.

"You go first, I'll go back in a while." Su Zimo shook his head and refused.

"Big brother, you won't go into the spirit mine again, will you?" The little fat man asked incredulously with his eyes wide open.

Su Zimo was silent.

The cold and fat little man looked at each other, and he could see the solemnity in the other's eyes.

"Junior Brother Su, let's go back together."

Leng Rou said: "The characters at the entrance of this spiritual mine may have a great background, their strength is unknown, and their methods are so strange and evil, we don't need to take this risk. This spiritual mine, even if it is given to him."

"yes!"

The little fat man also said: "Besides, we have already sent a message to Zongmen, and the seniors of Zongmen will arrive in a few days. It is really uncertain who this spirit mine is. Brother, you don't need to risk yourself."

"I have to go in and see."

Su Zimo's eyes were firm, and he said solemnly: "This is a mid-grade spirit mine, and this person should not be Jindan Zhenren. If he is still a foundation-building cultivator, with my strength, even if he is defeated, he can still retreat completely. Can't keep me."

Some words, Su Zimo did not explain to Little Fatty and Lengrou.

When seeing the Linfeng City massacre, Su Zimo immediately thought of King Yan City and his eldest brother Su Hong.

In the face of this kind of power, mortals really have no resistance, and can only be slaughtered.

This person came to Linfeng City the day before yesterday, and all the creatures in the ancient city were spared. If one day, he went to King Yan City, I am afraid that the eldest brother and others will suffer bad luck and die unexpectedly!

This is the last chance. By the time the senior sect arrives, this person may have already left.

Su Zimo worried that if he let this person go today, he would regret it one day in the future.

What's more, there must be an explanation for the lives of the hundreds of thousands of people in Linfeng City!

"Brother, I..."

As soon as the little fat man was about to speak, he was interrupted by Su Zimo: "You guys are injured, so you don't have to go in with me."

"Then we'll wait for you outside."

"An hour."

Su Zimo thought for a while and said, "If I haven't come out in an hour, you should leave this place quickly."

After a pause, Su Zimo said to Xiaohe again: "Silly bird, take everyone farther. If you see a stranger walking out of the cave, leave immediately, and don't look back!"

Xiaohe nodded quickly, his wings fluttered, and his eyes were full of worry.

Su Zimo picked up his flying sword from the ground, and threw the black gold silk armor into the storage bag, pretending to be relaxed and said with a smile: "There are so many storage bags, hurry up and collect them, go back to the sect and let's secretly separated!"

As he spoke, Su Zimo walked into the entrance of the spiritual mine, and his figure disappeared into the deep and dark mine...

Thank you Hailang, Xiao Er, the reward of the sea~