The Eternal Holy King
Chapter 50: He... Still to Come

The people of the Joyful Clan looked up, only to see a gigantic eagle with a pair of huge purple wings circling the sky above the valley. Its gigantic wings spread out and enveloped the sky and the sun.

The wings on the purple eagle are impenetrable and have an illustrious metallic luster. His pair of claws were strong and powerful, seemingly capable of destroying hilltops.

This was clearly the leader of the purple winged eagle. His two eyes exuded boundless fury and killing intent!

"Bad spirits?"

Elder Qian's voice trembled and his face was out of color.

In the eyes of cultivators, evil spirits could be divided into two categories – Foundations Basic Foundation and Golden Core Realm.

The purple-winged eagle in front of them should have been at the Foundation Establishment Foundation but it was clearly much stronger than Elder Qian! Most importantly, this demon spirit could fly!

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

A chirping sound could be heard from the caves around the valley. Many purple winged eagles flew out from the cave. At first glance, there are hundreds of them!

Although this purple-winged eagle was a spirit beast, there were more than enough of them to tear the people of the Joyful Clan to pieces.

There really is no place to turn.

They can't even escape!

Su Zimo's initial words echoed in everyone's minds.

At that moment, everyone understood.

Su Zimo came here because he wanted to borrow the power of the purple winged eagle in the Cang Lang Mountain Range to annihilate them in one fell swoop.

This place is their tomb!

"No. We didn't kill him. The purple eagle .. No. The man in the cave. " The Qi Refinement Warrior spoke indistinctly. He was so frightened that his lungs and stomach broke.

This explanation sounds too weak.

Spirit demons had a strong sense of territorial ownership.

Even the ferocious beasts and evil spirits that broke through their territory would be viciously attacked by the purple-winged eagle, let alone the cultivators from the human clan.

Although Su Zimo killed that purple eagle, in the eyes of the purple winged eagle, they had long classified the people of the Joyful Clan in the same category as Su Zimo.

What a disgusting human clan!

"Chirp!"

The purple-winged eagle swirling in the high sky chirped. In the next moment, hundreds of purple-winged eagles pounced on the people of the Joyful Clan by killing.

At the same time, the leader of the purple-winged eagle swooped down, opened his sharp claws and dashed towards Elder Qian to grab the latter's head.

Everyone from the Joyful Clan felt devastated.

It's a bad situation.

The moment they stepped into the valley, they could no longer get out of there.

The wind outside the cave was cold and seeped in. However, inside the cave it was very warm.

Thick straw mats were placed on the cold ground. Lying above them, Su Zimo could hear a miserable cry coming from outside. The edges of her lips formed a smile.

"Monkey, did you hear that? The group of people who hurt you will all die. ” Su Zimo said softly.

The spirit monkey was lying on Su Zumo's side. His eyes were closed and did not respond.

After living in the Cang Lang Mountain Range for six months, Su Zimo knew this place like the back of his hand. Both he and the spirit monkey knew which areas were frequented by evil spirits and which areas were dangerous.

Su Zimo had planned this before.

This was the main reason why he chose the Cang Lang Mountains as his battlefield.

On the warm straw mat there were some oval-shaped bird eggs with faint purplish lines on the eggshells. They look so pretty.

Su Zimo casually took out two eggs and knocked on each other using the rest of his strength.

Crack down! Crack down!

Fissure lines appeared on the eggs and purplish liquid flowed out from them, emitting a strong scent.

Su Zimo placed one of the eggs in the mouth of the monkey spirit and the other in his own mouth. He sucked the liquid out bit by bit. He could not help but smile as he said, “Monkey, haven't you already missed this egg? I've brought it here for you today. "

The spirit monkey often said to Su Zimo that the purple winged eagle egg was very nutritious and delicious. However, there was a purple winged eagle at the demon spirit level. On normal days, the two of them did not even dare to approach the egg.

The purple winged eagle is one of the rare birds that will go through various stages of hibernation during winter.

A man and a monkey were already planning to come here to steal an egg once winter approached and when the purple-winged eagle hibernated. They would be less sensitive to the outside world at that time.

Unfortunately, Su Zimo left at the beginning of winter.

The ape's spirit lips were tightly shut. A purplish golden liquid flowed at the corner of his mouth and fell onto the straw mat. There was no answer to that all along.

At the sight of this, Su Zimo's eyes dimmed.

The fragrant liquid in his mouth suddenly turned bland.

The miserable cries outside slowly faded away.

Elder Qian's hysterical cry could be heard, “Su Zimo, you can't leave here even if I die! Do you think this group of ferocious Beasts will unleash you? Ah. ".h… "

Elder Qian cried out in pain, and there was no more noise afterward.

Su Zimo smiled.

Ever since he arrived here, Su Zimo had no intention of leaving this place alive.

The purpose of this plan is for everyone to perish together. It was just that Su Zimo did not expect to engage the spirit monkey in the end.

Su Zimo struggled to stand up and walked out of the cave. Looking at the more than 50 unrecognizable corpses in the valley, eaten and torn apart by the purple-winged eagle, he shook his head. A glint of ridicule darted in his eyes.

So what if they were Foundation Establishment Cultivators?

So what if they were an immortal clan?

Finally, they still died in this dark corner of the Cang Lang Mountain Range without anyone knowing.

In reality, one would say that the death of the people of the Joyful Clan was due to Su Zimo's trap rather than being eaten by the purple-winged eagle.

From the moment the people of the Joyful Clan stepped into the Cang Lang Mountain Range, they had already fallen into an invisible net. Led around the nose by Su Zimo, they headed to the brink of death with every step they took.

In the air, the purple-winged eagle leader sensed something when he suddenly raised his head and landed an ice-cold gaze on Su Zimo. The killing intent was similar to a sword.

Su Zimo had seen him before on his first night in the Cang Lang Mountain Range.

Many purple winged eagles gradually stopped devouring the corpses. Flapping their wings in the air, they fixed their gaze on Su Zimo, just waiting for an order from their leader before they advanced forward to tear Su Zimo into pieces!

"Chirp!"

The purple winged eagle spirit level demon spirit was loudly chirping.

Swooshes!

Many purple-winged eagles crowded around like a turbulent purple sea that would sink Su Zimo in the next moment.

Facing the impending death, Su Zimo calmed down. He did not retreat or panic.

From the moment he started the cultivation path, Die Yue had told him that he would face unimaginable danger and could lose his life at any moment. He should not have expected her to save him.

At that moment, Su Zimo replied that life and death were predetermined.

This moment has finally arrived.

It was just that Su Zimo did not expect it to come so quickly.

And suddenly!

In Su Zimo's line of sight, an incomparable flash of deep red color, seemingly wanting to dye the entire world, red suddenly flashed across that purple sea. Impossible to ignore it.

A shadow of a figure appeared and blocked the front of Su Zimo.

Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly. There was a shock first in his eyes, followed by endless excitement and happiness.

The intruder was wearing a long, blood-colored robe. Back facing Su Zimo, she had a slender body and her dark trees hung loosely around her neck, blown away by the wind.

“You dare touch my people. Then you will die. "

Quiet tone, pleasant voice and lazy accent. However, the dominance in it was suffocating!

Su Zimo suddenly felt like crying.

He had fantasized many times about Die Yue appearing in moments of critical danger but had been repeatedly disappointed.

"He, still coming."