Chapter 235: Binding the Demon Rope

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes, showing a look of alertness.

Although the gray-robed cultivator in front of him was only in the early stage of foundation building, Su Zimo did not dare to be careless.

This person's whole body is strange and unfathomable from the inside out.

Besides, this person can easily pass through the ancient jungle and the sea of ​​bones, which is enough for Su Zimo to be vigilant!

The gray-robed cultivator came to about ten meters in front of Su Zimo, stopped in his steps, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a half-smile, "Daoist friend, are you following closely enough, this didn't get rid of you?"

Su Zimo looked at this person calmly and remained silent.

The gray-robed cultivator flashed a playful look in his eyes, his face sank, he suddenly put away his smile, and asked coldly, "Tell me, what's your background, and what is the purpose of following me!"

After saying this, the gray-robed cultivator stared at Su Zimo's face, trying to find a flaw in Su Zimo's demeanor and eyes.

"I didn't follow you."

Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head.

This is the fact.

The gray-robed cultivator couldn't help but frowned, thinking to himself, "Is it really a coincidence?"

"no."

The gray-robed cultivator thought for a second: "Even if it's a coincidence, I can't let him continue to move forward. If my plan is ruined because of this person, then the gain will outweigh the loss."

"How did you pass through the sea of ​​bones?" the gray-robed monk suddenly asked.

"Come over."

Hearing this answer, the gray-robed cultivator twitched the corner of his mouth, but he stopped talking.

The gray-robed cultivator's gaze swiveled around Su Zimo, and then landed on Ye Ling at his feet.

Seeing Ye Ling, the gray-robed cultivator couldn't bear it any longer, and rolled his eyes.

The gray-robed cultivator teased: "The hobby of fellow Daoists is really extraordinary! People are looking for the cubs of ancient relics or pure-blooded beasts as their own war beasts. …”

"none of your business."

Su Zimo sneered and choked back.

The gray-robed cultivator was not angry, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I have a piece of advice for you. Since you can pass through the sea of ​​bones, I advise you to turn around now and don't go any further. ."

"This is not where you can come!"

The gray-robed cultivator pointed to the mountain next to him, looked serious, and said word by word.

Su Zimo didn't speak.

He also wanted to turn back.

To be precise, from the beginning to the end, Su Zimo did not intend to set foot here on his own initiative.

Su Zimo came here entirely because he was desperate.

If he turned back now, he would only encounter those who were chasing him.

What's more, it was all thanks to Ye Ling's guidance and perseverance that Su Zimo could not easily retreat.

"Not going back?"

The gray-robed cultivator frowned and murmured, "This is tricky, I can't let you follow me, it will ruin my affairs."

"You go your way, I go my way, you and I don't interfere with each other." Su Zimo was also quite afraid of the gray-robed cultivator and didn't want to conflict with him.

The gray-robed cultivator was silent for a while before shaking his head and said, "No, that's too risky. Since you don't retreat, you can't blame me."

"Um?"

Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo's face changed, and without thinking about it, he immediately shot first.

The two are very close.

If there is no accident, Su Zimo is 70% sure to suppress the gray-robed cultivator!

boom!

Taking the ploughing step, a clear footprint appeared on the ground, and the surrounding soil splashed.

Almost instantly, Su Zimo came to the gray-robed cultivator and carried the blood. The sound of surging tides came from his body, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the sound was terrifying!

"what?"

Facing Su Zimo's preemptive shot, and hearing the sound coming from Su Zimo's body, the gray-robed cultivator didn't panic at all, instead he let out a small murmur with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"Such a powerful blood force?"

"How did you practice?"

Su Zimo didn't say a word, turned his arms and punched backhand, smashing towards the head of the gray-robed cultivator, like a big seal, suddenly falling.

"Not bad."

In the face of Su Zimo's gesture, the gray-robed cultivator did not dodge or evade, and nodded his head in praise.

I saw the gray-robed cultivator suddenly stick out his folding fan and lightly tap Su Zimo's wrist.

This time the speed is extremely fast, the last one arrives first, the landing point is precise, and the timing is exactly right!

boom!

Su Zimo's wrist was numb, and the power of the punch quietly dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo's wrist felt a biting pain, as if it was broken!

The gray-robed cultivator chuckled lightly, found a rope out of nowhere, and tossed it gently in the direction of Su Zimo, saying, "Bind!"

The rope was quickly wrapped around Su Zimo's body, tying his arms and feet to both sides of his body, going round and round.

In a blink of an eye, Su Zimo was trapped tightly by this humble rope, unable to move!

A dark shadow escaped.

"Ye Ling, don't move!"

Su Zimo quickly stopped Ye Ling.

In fact, at the moment when the gray-robed cultivator made his move, Su Zimo realized that this person was definitely not in the early stage of foundation building.

It may be Jindan Zhenren, or Yuanying Zhenjun.

At least, the cultivation realm of the gray-robed cultivator far surpassed him.

Such a powerful cultivator, even if Ye Ling rushed up, it would be of no avail, and he might even be killed by the gray-robed cultivator!

Ye Ling stopped, staring at the gray-robed cultivator with icy eyes, poking his head, and there were bursts of low-pitched roars from the depths of his throat, killing intent.

"Hey."

The gray-robed cultivator came to Ye Ling, squatted down, and said with a smile, "You black bastard, you're not too timid, how dare you kill me?"

The distance between one person and one beast is extremely close!

Ye Ling can get there as soon as he raises his hand.

But after a while, Ye Ling never made a move, but his eyes were still cold.

The gray-robed cultivator smiled, stretched out his folding fan and nodded Ye Ling's head, and said, "It's alright, you're quite clever, it's your fate."

Su Zimo let out a long breath.

He could naturally see that the gray-robed cultivator just now was deliberately trying to lure Ye Ling to take action.

If Ye Ling really made a move, not only would he not be able to hurt the gray-robed cultivator, but the latter would kill Ye Ling at the same time!

The gray-robed cultivator stood up, looked at Su Zimo's helpless expression, spread his hands and said, "Since you refuse to retreat, I can only trap you here."

"Also, this is the demon rope. Oh, I guess you haven't heard of it."

The gray-robed cultivator said, "The demon-binding rope can tie even pure-blooded beasts firmly. Although your physical body is strong, it is still no match for pure-blooded beasts. Don't try to break free, lest you ask for trouble."

Su Zimo was silent.

The gray-robed cultivator turned his head and walked a few steps, seemingly uneasy, and said, "You stay here honestly, and I'll come down in a while to help you untie the demon rope."

After speaking, the gray-robed cultivator drilled into the jungle with three steps and two steps, walked towards the top of the mountain, and disappeared.