Chapter 652 Killing Intent Soars Into the Sky, Turmoil in the Sky!

This scene shocked all the monks in the ancient city!

In exchange for the fall of the four sealers, in exchange for a chance to kill Su Zimo, this price seems too great.

But I have to say, and only in this way, can you be sure of everything!

Because, even if the six sealers of Liuli Palace join forces, they may not be able to kill Su Zimo.

Now, on the city walls in the four directions of the south, south, and northwest, the demon mirrors erected are activated with mana, and a large formation targeting the demon clan has formed, completely suppressing Su Zimo in place, unable to move!

This kind of power has far exceeded the scope of Jindan realm power!

Even if hundreds of pure-blooded beasts came, they had already been suppressed into a mass of blood mud!

In other words, if Su Zimo was twenty years ago, he would definitely not be able to hold ten breaths!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ye Tiancheng's arm was torn off, he lost a lot of blood, and his face was pale, but he still laughed and said, "Su Zimo, why are you not being arrogant? What about the Eternal Evil? It's not like you're going to die in the Quartet of my Liuli Palace. Under the Demon Suppression Array!"

Su Zimo looked gloomy and said nothing.

Whoa!

The blood in his body has been pushed to the limit, and there is a dull sound of tides.

Heads surging.

Countless cultivators formed a crowd, surrounding Su Zimo in the middle, circle after circle.

All cultivators want to witness with their own eyes the moment when this ancient evildoer fell!

Outside the crowd, a big man with yellow hair was standing beside him, looking at the man in blue shirt who was standing still in the middle of the ancient city, he couldn't help smacking his lips and muttering: "It's a pity, a generation of evildoers are just like that. People are dead."

"Although you suppressed me and forced me to become your mount, but your life is not long, our grievance will be written off."

The yellow-haired man is a golden lion in the form of a human.

The golden lion sighed and turned to leave, preparing to escape from the city in the chaos.

In the corner not far away, a fiery red little fox squatted there, shaking its big furry tail, holding a pair of small claws, looking anxious.

Those eyes that were like black gems, blinked, looked at the man in the blue shirt in the crowd, gradually covered with a layer of water mist.

After a while, the little fox raised his head, took a sniff, wiped the tears from his eyes, and looked at the demon-reflecting mirror erected on the city wall, emitting a terrifying beam of light, and a determination flashed in his eyes.

Whoosh!

A red light disappeared into the darkness, and the little fox disappeared.

in the crowd.

Tang Shiyun seemed to have lost her soul, and was crowded by countless practitioners and pushed forward.

In the past two days, for her, she has encountered too many changes.

Nandou sent more than 100 monks, but now she is the only one left.

And the cultivator whom she regarded as a benefactor and even had a good impression in her heart turned out to be a demon clan that was spurned by thousands of people.

Tang Shiyun stared blankly ahead.

Among the ten thousand people, the man in the blue shirt who was still struggling to support, was like a trapped beast that had lost his minions, so pitiful, so sad.

Tang Shiyun even wanted to shout.

Even if he was a monster, he saved my life!

But so what?

She couldn't change the situation at all.

This blue-shirted man will inevitably die after all.

Even before dying, I am afraid that I will suffer an unimaginable humiliation!

Every cultivator around was so excited, shouting loudly.

"kill him!"

"Drink its blood and eat its flesh!"

The eyes of these cultivators are so terrifying, I can't wait to have Su Zimo swallow them alive!

"Blame me."

"If it wasn't for my suggestion, he wouldn't have come here at all, and naturally he wouldn't have encountered Liuli Palace."

Tang Shiyun looked pained.

inadvertently.

The eyes of her and Su Zimo met in mid-air.

For a moment, Tang Shiyun burst into tears, shook her head, and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

However, compared to her voice and the surrounding cries, it was nothing at all, and it was instantly drowned out.

At this moment, Tang Shiyun saw a smile.

Under such a situation, the man in the blue shirt smiled at her, as if to comfort her!

Tang Shiyun burst into tears.

...

Su Zimo retracted his gaze.

Tang Shiyun is not to blame for this matter.

Even without Tang Shiyun, he would definitely come!

Because he said that he wanted Liuli Palace to repay the debt with blood!

The crowd not far away stepped aside one after another, and a passage emerged. Ye Tiancheng covered the wound on his broken arm with his left hand, looked cold, and paced.

Ye Tiancheng came to stand in front of Su Zimo, his eyes filled with resentment, mockery, and condescending indifference, and smiled gloomily.

Su Zimo pursed his lips.

At this distance, if it were a normal situation, he would have a hundred ways to kill Ye Tiancheng on the spot, not even taking more than one breath!

It's just that he is now suppressed by the power of the Sifang Suppressing Demon Array, and he can't even raise his arm.

Ye Tiancheng stretched out his palm and pressed down.

The crowd gradually quieted down.

Ye Tiancheng stared at Su Zimo and said with a smile: "Beast, your golden elixir has been destroyed, and your inner elixir has been banned. Now you are just a piece of fish, let me slaughter it!"

"If you break my arm, I will break your limbs!"

Ye Tiancheng's palm patted on the storage bag, and a long knife was pinched in his palm.

Spiritual infusion.

The blade trembled, flashing five spiritual patterns.

The perfect magic weapon!

Ye Tiancheng dragged the long knife and looked at Su Zimo in a leisurely manner, not in a hurry.

He enjoyed the feeling.

Ye Tiancheng walked around Su Zimo in circles, looked up and down, faltered a few times on Su Zimo's body, gestured with his hand, and pretended to ponder: "Well...where do we start?"

"Fellow Daoist Ye, why don't you give some blood first and share it with everyone!"

"Not bad! The blood of this evildoer must be delicious!"

In the crowd, many monks coaxed.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Ye Tiancheng was in a good mood.

At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head and looked around. Due to the enormous pressure, there was a rattle of bones in his neck.

Su Zimo's eyes were sharp, he grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and said faintly: "I'll give you one more chance, this is my grudge with Liuli Palace, I don't care anyone else, let me go!"

"Damn, the dying demon, dare to be arrogant!"

"Really tough!"

"If you want me to say, smash his mouth first!"

Many monks either sneered or mocked.

"Hey hey hey hey!"

Su Zimo lowered his head, a creepy laughter came from his mouth, the killing intent in his eyes became heavier and heavier, almost turned into substance, and he was about to burst out!

Above the sky, many constellations were completely chaotic, and the stars flickered and flickered.

The killing intent is soaring to the sky, and the sky is turbulent!

Outside the crowd, the only sealer left in the Liuli Palace stood in the air, feeling something in his heart. He looked up subconsciously, and couldn't help frowning.

Although he didn't know much about the science of astrology, he also knew that in such a chaotic astrology, something big must happen, and it was a omen of great evil!