Super death chest system

Chapter 148
In the center of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, a huge pitch-black tower towered like a cloud. Inside the giant tower, there were countless terrifying howling sounds.

This pagoda is the Demon Town Pagoda in the forbidden area of ​​the Chu Kingdom, and the people imprisoned in it are almost all extremely ferocious monsters, and it has been around for many years.

With the Town Demon Tower as the center, a huge circular city stands above the ground.

This city is extremely luxurious, majestic and majestic, and exudes a sacred atmosphere.

It is the Holy Land of Chu, the oldest power in Chu, and it is said to be the relics left by the ancient gods believed by many tribes in Chu, hiding countless ancient secrets and hidden masters.

Therefore, this place has been sacred and inviolable in the hearts of Chu people since ancient times. It is above all forces, even the royal family of Chu State, and its majesty is far less than that of the Holy Land.

"finally reached."

Su Jin stood outside the tall black city wall, looking excitedly at the towering tower in the distance.

No matter how unfathomable this holy place is, he is bound to get the Yellow Spring Pearl in the Demon Suppressing Tower.

At that moment, Su Jin suppressed his excitement and strode towards the gate of the city.

"Stop, report your background!"

At the gate of the city, several Wulingjing city gate guards in black uniforms stopped Su Jin and asked sharply.

Su Jin unhurriedly took out the scepter of the scorpion and poured mana into it, and the scepter immediately burst into divine light: "I am Su Jin, the holy son of the scorpion tribe."

"Son?!"

When the guards saw the sacred object, the cold expression on their faces softened immediately, "Yes, this sacred object is left by the ancestor gods."

"Since you are the Holy Son, you are eligible to live in the Holy Court. You wait here, and someone will take you to the Holy Court later."

When the guards at the city gate talked about the holy courtyard, their faces looked envious. The holy courtyard is a residence specially opened for the holy sons of various tribes in the holy land, and the aura of heaven and earth far exceeds that of other areas.

However, in that kind of place, these guards are not qualified to enter at all.

"Understood, thank you."

Su Jin smiled slightly. He didn't hide his identity this time. It was because of his qualification to live in the Holy Court. Before he came to the Holy Land, he had already learned some information about the Holy Land from the mouths of Priest Luo Xiu and Princess Yueluo. Knowing that it is necessary to enter the Holy Court.

"Let's go, there are already many saints and saints waiting."

A guard points to a passageway.

Su Jin nodded, directly entered the passage, and came to a unique hall.

There are many seats in the hall, already full of young men and women with extraordinary temperament, chatting with each other.

Obviously, these are the holy sons and saints of the major tribes waiting to enter the holy courtyard. Among these holy sons and saints, some are arrogant, some are humble, and some are silent.

There seems to be enmity between some of the sons, and there is a momentum of tension.

Of course, no one is stupid enough to fight in such a place.

As soon as Su Jin came, the hall fell silent immediately, and everyone looked at Su Jin.

In an instant, Su Jin felt many hidden spiritual senses sweeping over him, probing his cultivation.

There are not a few saints and saints in the hall who have stepped into the martial spirit realm, and they are the most publicized in this hall, and those saints and saints in the martial master realm are almost all in front of these saints and saints in the martial spirit realm. His expression was stiff, submissive, and he didn't dare to speak casually.

The Saints and Saints of the Martial Spirit Realm immediately lost interest in Su Jin after they discovered that Su Jin's cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Martial Master Realm. The Saints and Saints who did not reach the Martial Spirit Realm were not eligible to enter their eyes.

Su Jin was too lazy to make a high profile in this kind of place, so he found a convenient place to sit down.

"This brother."

Unexpectedly, a smiling voice came from the side, calling Su Jin.

Su Jin turned his head to look, and found that the speaker was a slender man, with a slightly refined temperament, wearing a scholar's uniform, not like a holy son, but like a scholar.

His cultivation is at the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm, but unlike other saints and saints of the Martial Spirit Realm, he has an arrogance with his eyes turned to the sky, and a smile that reveals an approachable temperament: "In the lower Jihai Tower, it is the wolf tribe. Son of God, I don’t know which tribe your brother comes from.”

Su Jin hadn't heard of the Canglang tribe, but he didn't care about the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting people with smiling faces.

Ji Hailou's eyes moved, and he said thoughtfully: "The Scorpion Tribe, is the Scorpion Tribe adjacent to the Great Wilderness Tribe on the northwest border of the Gale Tribe?"

Su Jin nodded: "Exactly."

"Ji Hailou, you are so busy, you have nothing to talk to people from this trash tribe, and you are not afraid of humiliating your identity."

At this moment, a disdainful and harsh voice sounded from the side. A handsome young man with a sinister face, like Ji Hailou, is a first-level martial arts realm, but his expression is extremely arrogant, which is completely opposite to Ji Hailou's humility.

"Brother Yun, what you said is wrong. No matter whether it is a big tribe or a small tribe, everyone is from Chu, and they are all treated equally in my eyes."

Ji Hailou shook his head, but said to the young man surnamed Yun.

The young man surnamed Yun looked even more disdainful: "The garbage tribe is the garbage tribe, brother Yun, even if you treat them equally, it will not change the fact that the Scorpion tribe is a garbage tribe."

As he said that, he cast a contemptuous glance at Su Jin: "I heard that there are still about 1 people left in the Scorpion Tribe, and they are constantly being eroded by the Great Wilderness Tribe. Even if they haven't reached the peak of the state, sending such a waste to participate in the ancestor god sacrifice, it can be seen that the waste of the Scorpion tribe is worthy of the name."

"Brother Yun is right. A tribe that can't even cultivate a Saint Son of the Martial Spirit Realm should disappear sooner."

"Participating in the ancestral god sacrifice with people from these waste tribes really insults my identity."

At this time, several saints and saints of the Martial Spirit Realm also responded.

The dialogues of these holy sons and saintesses have no hidden meaning at all.

The other saints and saints in the martial arts realm in the hall all had ugly expressions. These words were not only mocking Su Jin, but also ridiculed them all, and they were all very angry in their hearts.

However, no one dared to refute.

The gap between the Martial Master Realm and the Martial Spirit Realm is too great, and they know that they cannot afford to offend these holy sons and daughters of the Martial Spirit Realm.

Seeing these holy sons and daughters with low cultivation, they could only hold back their anger. The sarcasm on the face of the young man surnamed Yun became more intense, and his words became more arrogant.

"I'm sorry, Brother Su, don't pay attention to what they say, not every holy son and holy daughter thinks like them."

Na Ji Hailou sighed, but apologized to Su Jin ashamedly.

He had some conflicts with the young man surnamed Yun, so when he talked to Su Jin, did the young man surnamed Yun intentionally hit him by belittling Su Jin? Knowing that Su Jin was ridiculed, it was a disaster for no reason, so he apologized.

However, Su Jin was not angry, but smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, I don't care where a few wild dogs are barking."

As soon as these words came out, the air in the hall suddenly froze.

(End of this chapter)