Chapter 390: Crossing the Spiritual Sea

As soon as the voice fell, the long knife hanging in front of the blood-robed cultivator screeched loudly, exuding an extremely strong murderous aura, which made people tremble.

The group of cultivators who were standing beside Su Zimo changed color in shock and dispersed.

The blood-robed monk is named Bai Yu.

"At the beginning, a few of us were lucky enough to escape, I thought you were buried in the ground!"

Bai Yu's eyes were hot, and she stuck out her scarlet tongue, revealing a row of white teeth, and said with a stern smile, "However, when I heard that Fairy Ji was still alive, I guessed that you must be alive!"

Su Zimo didn't move, his expression was calm, and he asked, "You already knew I was coming?"

"Ha ha!"

Bai Yu said proudly: "With your aptitude, you will definitely enter the ancient battlefield. And if you use a knife, since you are a knife cultivator, you will definitely come to this mountain of knives and the sea of ​​​​spirits."

In the Demon Sect, the competition for the position of the Demon Son is extremely fierce.

Almost every devil was killed by stepping on endless corpses, and no one was an ordinary person.

Especially Shura Sect.

For a sect that proves Dao by killing, the competition between the same sect is even more cruel!

As the devil of the Asura Sect, he was defeated by a monk of unknown origin in the depths of the ground that day, how could he swallow this breath in his heart.

"Looking at these two people, it seems that the hatred is very deep?"

"What sect and faction does this person belong to, and he can actually have a grudge against the Asura Sect and still live a good life?"

In the distance, many monks gathered to discuss.

Bai Yu's eyes turned around Su Zimo's waist, but he didn't see the sect token, so he couldn't help sneering slightly, and said coldly: "I don't care what your origins are, today, I want to take your life, come here. Build my foundation!"

"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."

Su Zimo said lightly, "If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was in an uproar.

"This person defeated all the demons of the Asura Sect?"

"What is the origin of this man?"

"It goes without saying that he must be the arrogant figure in the Nine Sects of Immortal Sect!"

Loudly!

Without saying a word, Su Zimo directly took out the blood quenching knife from the storage bag, and the spiritual power revolved.

The five lines are perfect, and the blood is soaring!

The bloody aura emanating from the blood-quenched knife was extremely similar to the aura on Bai Yu's body!

"Good knife, good knife!"

Bai Yu's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "This knife was made just for me!"

"You too?"

Su Zimo said lightly.

This blood-quenched knife was made by himself, and just when it was about to fail, it was integrated into his bloodline, and it was successful, condensing the fifth spiritual pattern.

Su Zimo's bloodline includes those who practice the Secret Tome of the Demon King of the Great Wilderness, and those who practice Taixu Lei Jue, and also contains the essence of the dragon race!

In the world, except himself, who is qualified?

Su Zimo unfolded the movement technique of the steed crossing the gap, deceived him, and in the last step, he used the shelf of ploughing the sky, and stepped on the reef in front of Bai Yu to stop his figure.

Boom!

The reef burst!

The blood quenched knife fell from the sky, and the blood awn skyrocketed, instantly shrouding the white feathers in it.

"Ah, it turned out to be the foundation of the five veins?"

"Five veins build the foundation, dare to challenge the devil of the Asura Sect?"

"How did you come here alive at such a low level of cultivation?"

There was another exclamation from the crowd.

when!

Bai Yu did not retreat, he raised the top-quality long knife with both arms, raised his backhand upwards, and resisted the knife!

The huge sound of Jin Ge completely overwhelmed everyone's exclamations and explained everyone's doubts.

Under Bai Yu's blood robe, seven spiritual veins flickered, and the spiritual power surged, exuding a strong bloody aura, and the murderous aura almost condensed into essence.

But in a fight with Su Zimo, Bai Yu didn't take advantage of it at all!

"What a terrifying melee power!"

"The blood of this person... I seem to hear the sound of the surging tide."

"You heard it wrong, it's Linghai's voice."

"Blood is like a tide, how could someone cultivate blood to that realm."

In the bottom of Bai Yu's eyes, there was a cold murderous intent.

Bai Yu's palm loosened, and the long knife in the palm of his hand let go, turned around the body of the blood-quenched knife, and wiped it directly at Su Zimo's face!

This knife is extremely strange, completely beyond Su Zimo's understanding and expectations.

Su Zimo was startled and quickly backed away.

Stab it!

Even though Su Zimo had dodged in time, there was still a gap in the blue shirt on his chest.

The chest is cold, and there is a slight tingling!

Bai Yu sneered, not fighting Su Zimo at all, stepped forward, grabbed the long knife again, flickered, stabbed under Su Zimo's rib, and raised the tip of the knife!

Su Zimo frowned.

Bai Yu's swordsmanship is extremely deadly.

But the angle of the knife was too tricky, which made him very uncomfortable.

Su Zimo stepped back again.

In the past, with the terrifying bloodline and the perfect spiritual weapon, the blood-quenched knife, Su Zimo's simple slashing was enough to kill his opponent.

But these days, after fighting with the disciples of the super sects of Tianhuang Continent one after another, Su Zimo realized his weakness.

He doesn't know how to use the sword at all, and he is full of flaws. As soon as he makes a shot, the opponent will seize his flaws and kill him with one blow!

Bai Yu didn't fight against him at all, just relying on his brilliant swordsmanship, he forced Su Zimo to retreat step by step!

Su Zimo didn't dare to shoot at all.

Knife is wrong!

The flaws will only get bigger and bigger, and the situation will become more dangerous!

Bai Yu's blade stance became more and more dense and continuous.

Every knife is a killer move, the killing intent is cold, and the fishy aura is sky-high!

A little careless, Su Zimo will be dead on the spot.

Fortunately, with the help of spiritual sense, Su Zimo has been able to save himself from danger many times.

On that day, in the depths of the ground, Su Zimo killed one devil with one enemy against five.

But now, without the existence of the Ancient Forbidden Spirit Formation, the Asura Sect demons have reached their limit, relying on the subtle and treacherous swordsmanship to completely suppress Su Zimo!

Even so, there was still no panic in Su Zimo's eyes.

It's easy to break the game now.

Demonizing, bursting with blood, is a choice.

At that time, Su Zimo's strength and speed will climb to another level. No matter what kind of exquisite swordsmanship you have, you will fight with your own body, and you will be able to drop ten times with one force!

But there are many people here, and once he becomes demonized, he will probably have no place to live in the ancient battlefield in the future.

The second option is to cross the Linghai Sea!

As the thoughts turned, Su Zimo was already thinking about it. With a long whistle, he retreated violently and ran towards the sea of ​​​​spirits.

"what!"

"This person wants to cross the Spirit Sea?"

"Isn't this self-destruction?"

Bai Yu was on the verge of killing, how could he let Su Zimo go, and shouted, "Where to escape!"

The two were one after the other, and instantly rushed to the top of the Linghai.

Su Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, walking lightly, walking on the waves, rushing towards the mountain of knives, and he was already ten miles away in the blink of an eye!

With a long knife in his mouth, Bai Yu was lying on his back, like a water strider floating on the sea, his limbs rowed, and his speed was not weaker than Su Zimo!