"Are you a fairy?" Black monk big frown asked.
"Xianmen?"
Sue ink secretly frown.
Su Mo didn’t know many things before he entered the ethereal peak.
The word "fairy" is not qualified to be sealed in the fix true world, and not everyone dares to call it.
Cultivate immortality. If immortality is so easy to reach, why talk about cultivating immortality?
At the beginning, in Pingyang town, he saw the real Canglang, once a fairy, and the power behind it was Xianmen.
In fact, Canglang real person can be regarded as a real person, and Bixia Palace is also a five-door gate, one of which is not a fairy gate.
I haven’t heard of Xianmen in the realm of the Zhou Dynasty.
The black monk saw that Su Mo didn’t talk and felt a little better when he guessed right.
Nine schools of Xianmen and seven schools of Magic Men are tied for the top forces in the wild mainland.
If this blue monk is an immortal, it is understandable that his blood is so horrible.
"Friends, you are brave. People in Xianmen still dare to intervene in my magic door! As far as I know, all the seven monks of the Magic Gate are here today, and the other five demons are here except me! "
Friar Black sneered, "You are still smart now. You can’t leave if you want to!"
Seven cases of magic door?
Magic?
Overlord Hall?
These words are very strange to Sumo, who has never heard them before.
But since they are all people in the magic door, it makes no difference to Su Mo. Kill them all!
"Oh?"
Su Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you are the devil who teaches demons?"
"Not bad!"
Black monk proudly should way
"that’s just right."
Su Mo’s eyes are bright and the murder is even more cold. "Since I met you, I will shoot you first!"
"Huh?"
The black monk got a fright in his heart.
He didn’t expect himself to say these words, instead of scaring off Su Mo, it attracted pitfalls.
It stands to reason that people in Xianmen will stay away if they hear the news of magic gathering.
The magic gathering is equivalent to the gathering of the top people in the magic door.
Which monk of the same rank dares to stay here in the wild mainland?
Unless it’s a gathering of nine true brothers from Xianmen.
Where does the black monk know that Su Mo is not afraid, not because of his high skill and boldness, but because his roots are not immortal and he has never heard of the seven names of the Magic Gate?
"Mom met another crazy!"
The black-robed monk secretly scolded, "Which of the nine sects of Xianmen has found such a freak? It’s so unusual for the old man to meet it!"
The thought has not fallen. Su Mo has killed the crowd.
"Boom!"
Plowing fields and stepping on the ground, a huge gully emerges, which is frightening!
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Plowing the sky and stepping out of Su Mo is more powerful.
At this moment, the black monk seemed to have the illusion that the sky above his head was torn out of a huge gap!
Su Mo wheel moves the cold moon knife to draw an arc in the middle, and the knife is dense and murderous, and the head of the black monk is severely chopped!
Friar Black dared not recklessly traverse one step and swam to the side of Sumo. The bone gun pierced like a poisonous snake and the angle was sharp.