jdhmnovel Chapter 227 Kunpeng Saint
Chapter 227 Kunpeng Saint
Within the light curtain.
All I saw was black fog.
Clusters of soul fire floated in the air.
The hideous and twisted, sharp and shrill screams were everywhere.
There are so many bones!
Bodies were everywhere.
A mountain of skulls, made up of piles of corpses and seas of blood, rises into the sky.
This is the land of Black Water!
Deep in the Nine Netherworld, dense iron chains lay across the air.
The chains were bloodstained.
It exudes an extremely weird and bloody aura.
And below.
In the pool of black water.
Sealed inside is a ferocious beast with a green face and fangs.
The aura of that ferocious beast was extremely terrifying.
Especially those beast eyes.
Pupils are completely black.
Revealing a sinister, brutal and murderous aura.
Only murderous intent remains!
It's like a butcher's knife walking in the cultivation of hell!
Su Feng's eyes were cold and his fists were clenched:
"It's Qiongqi!"
Nangong Ming was shrouded in coldness:
"This Qiongqi had his memory cleansed."
"The inherited bloodline has been polluted."
Su Yu's heart sank.
At this time.
The light screen showed another picture.
An enchanting figure in a red robe stood before the skull throne.
There were waves of strange black fog flying around.
The black fog sometimes transformed into various human beings.
Sometimes it transforms into strange and bizarre beasts.
Suddenly.
The figure on the skeleton throne suddenly turned around.
Revealing a hideous face covered with blood-red runes.
Nangong Ming's expression froze slightly.
The temperature plummeted.
Su Yu's brows turned cold:
"This person is so strange."
Henry Chu was so shocked that his mouth opened into an "O" shape, and his fingers trembled with excitement:
“That’s…that’s!!”
Baili Shangyu was so anxious that he slapped him:
"Who is that?"
"Hurry up, tell me!"
Chu Xuan shuddered all over: "That's the Saint Lady of the Kunpeng Clan!!"
Baili Shangyu's expression changed slightly:
"The Saint Lady of the Kunpeng Clan?"
"Didn't she die in the Ruins of the Gods nine hundred years ago?"
The Shenxu ruins are opened once every three hundred years.
Every time there will be countless geniuses competing for supremacy.
But without exception.
In each session, only the top ten geniuses will appear!
The rest either died in battle or fled in a panic.
When the Shenxu ruins were closed.
Anyone who stays inside.
There is only one way to go!
Su Yu's beautiful face was covered with frost:
"Obviously, she's not dead."
Nangong Ming's eyes were as unfathomable as the abyss:
"Not only is he not dead."
"Still alive and well."
Su Yu's face was indifferent and bloodthirsty:
"Qiongqi's soul was also imprisoned by her."
Baili Shangyu gasped:
"So she lived for nine hundred years!!!"
What kind of absurdity is this? ! !
Chu Xuan frowned:
"I have lived in the ruins of the Gods for nine hundred years."
"Then her cultivation must have reached a very terrifying level."
Nangong Ming's eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Su Yu touched his chin:
"Not long ago, I just killed Prince Kunpeng."
Chu Xuan: "Huh???"
Baili Shangyu's eyes widened: "!!!"
Su Yu looked at the two of them:
"Shocked?"
Chu Xuan & Baili Shangyu nodded like chicks pecking at rice.
Su Yu's expression was indifferent:
"He came up to me to provoke me."
Chu Xuan & Baili Shangyu's faces changed:
"He deserves to be killed!"
Chu Xuan cursed:
"That damned little red man!"
"Deserve it!"
"If he appears before me, I will first cut off his sack of offspring!"
Baili Shangyu couldn't help but worry:
"Saint Kunpeng was the most brilliant figure of the Kunpeng clan back then."
"Incredibly powerful."
"You killed Prince Kunpeng. Once Saint Kunpeng sees you, she will definitely sense it."
Su Yu's face, which was unparalleled in the world, contained the coldness of thousands of years of accumulated snow.
"She abused Qiongqi, even if she lived for nine hundred years."
"The town deserves to kill him!"
"I will kill them!"
boom!
Thunder is rolling!
Su Yu's innate aura was so majestic that it made the sky tremble.
Chu Xuan and Baili Shangyu looked at each other.
I just felt that Su Yu’s aura became even stronger!
Nangong Ming's exquisite face was like a sculpture by a god, deep and beautiful:
"Saint Kunpeng can live for nine hundred years."
"Are any of those geniuses from nine hundred years ago still alive?"