Super Seminary begins with the immortal body

Chapter 32
By taking Linghuai, Su Ze found that Su Xiaorou's strength had indeed increased a little, but it was not enough.

Let her take Linghuai once again, and found that it only increased some strength, and nothing more.

Su Ze wanted to let Su Xiaorou eat again, but saw her shaking her head and gesturing to explode.

In an instant, Su Ze understood that she had reached her limit and could no longer use Linghuai.

Otherwise, the body will be exploded, and other people will not have their own resilience. If the body is burst, then death is not far away.

Sighing softly, Su Ze said helplessly.

"I still want you to be my guardian spirit. Now it seems that it's better to forget it. My road is too dangerous to miss you."

As soon as the words fell, Su Ze saw Su Xiaorou showing a firm face and gesticulating something with both hands.

After a long time, Su Ze finally understood, and shook his head firmly.

"No, my road is too dangerous, you are not suitable to follow me."

Turning around, Su Ze swallowed a piece of locust tree and waved his hands.

"Okay, let's go back, I'm going to continue exercising."

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Su Ze didn't look back, but started to exercise as usual.

Another week passed, and Su Ze's peaceful and fulfilling life was broken. Raksha Street, which became peaceful and peaceful, suddenly had an extra enchantment.

From the barrier, a large number of undead warriors in armor came out, as well as a purple-haired woman sitting on the frame.

Standing on the locust tree, Su Ze looked at the sudden appearance of the enchantment and a large number of undead warriors, feeling a little puzzled.

"What happened? Could it be the spiritual realm?"

Near the barrier, many undead poked their heads out from their homes and looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared, each with nervous expressions on their faces.

"Spiritual General Ziwei, this is Raksha Street."

Hearing the subordinate's report, the purple-haired woman sitting on the frame showed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

"These undead will not be good for guarding the soul, so they should be killed!"

The undead warriors clasped their fists to order, and the undead warriors of the large army scattered out in all directions, hacking and killing every undead they could see.

For a while, Raksha Street was once again full of flames and screams.

At the same time, Su Ze had already arrived not far from the frame, punching and killing the undead warrior who wanted to attack him, he spoke in a deep voice.

"The one in the car, who are you?!"

"I am Ziwei, one of the three spirit generals. In the name of Lingyu, I have come to Luocha Street to arrest the murderer who killed the soul suppressing general."

What the purple-haired woman said made Su Ze stunned. Although he had considered the so-called spiritual realm, he would not allow himself to kill the soul-suppressing general.

But these undead warriors who slashed and killed the undead did not look like a law enforcement department at all, but like thugs.

After looking at Su Ze carefully, he felt the huge and rapidly fading spiritual power in Su Ze's body.

Ziwei stood up from the frame, rubbing a throwing knife in her hand, and said condescendingly.

"You have a huge amount of spiritual power in your body, so you must be the murderer who killed the soul suppressing general."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding undead warriors acted instantly, surrounding Su Ze in the middle.

"That's right, I killed the soul suppressing general on Raksha Street."

Indulging a group of thugs to commit crimes, Su Ze didn't like Lingyu at all, so he replied with a cold face.

"It's really hard to find anywhere, it's easy to get here." Taking a deep breath, the purple-haired woman held down the frame with one hand, and pointed at Su Ze with the other hand: "Kill him, and then, this Luo None of the undead in the street will be left behind!"

Recalling the plot of the first season of Zhenhun Street, Su Ze found that there were no three generals in his memory.

However, this does not prevent Su Ze from killing enemies who want to kill him.

In the past half month, Su Ze not only possessed huge spiritual power, but also had a certain degree of control over the spiritual power.

Covering the fist with spiritual power, he punched the undead warrior who attacked him.

The spiritual power on the fist gave Su Ze greater killing power.

Relying on his own strength, with one punch, five or six undead warriors were blown away by Su Ze, and when they landed, they were already out of their wits.

Booms, screams, and impacts are endless.

In less than 5 minutes, the thousands of undead warriors brought by the purple-haired woman were blasted to the seventh floor by Su Ze.

With less than three hundred left, he held the weapon in his hand tremblingly and hid beside the purple-haired woman's frame, not daring to go forward.

"A bunch of trash!"

With a cold snort, the purple-haired woman jumped off the frame and came to Su Ze.

"You are very good and have great strength. Would you like to work for Lingyu? I can talk to the higher-ups and give you the position of Soul Rescue General."

"Spiritual Realm? Indulge in murder, a group of thugs, forget it."

Hearing Su Ze's evaluation of Lingyu, the purple-haired woman was not angry either.

"We have power, so of course we can have no scruples. Those undead, things that are inferior to a group of weeds, you don't need to pay attention to them."

"We don't agree with each other, let's fight."

Putting on a fighting stance, his fist covered with experience, Su Ze spoke lightly.

"Don't eat and drink for toast, court death!"

As one of the three spirit generals in the spiritual domain, her status and strength are both top choices. Ziwei felt that she had let go of her airs by being able to say a few words with Su Ze.

However, Su Ze is ignorant of good and evil.

That being the case, then I can only kill this guy who doesn't know what to do.

Putting away the flying knife, a huge red and black-handled sickle appeared in his hand. Ziwei swung the sickle and slashed at Su Ze's neck.

Without dodging or dodging, Su Ze's fists were covered with spiritual power, and he blasted towards the sickle.

Clang!
The sickle and flesh fist tried to install, sparks splashed, and the sound of metal and iron mingled.

Great power!

Sensing the slight numbness in his arm from the shock, the spirit general Ziwei flashed a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

So weak!

Feeling the power of the sickle, Su Ze felt a bit of surprise in his heart, isn't he, one of the three spirit generals in the spiritual domain, at this level?
After making a judgment on the strength of the purple-haired woman, Su Ze took the initiative to attack.

He grabbed the sickle with his backhand and rushed forward.

The fist covered with spiritual power, like raindrops, landed on the body of the purple-haired woman, without any sympathy for her.

After all, Su Zeke heard all the orders given by the woman just now.

The undead on Luocha Street are close to [-].

No one left.

There is no need for a woman with such a vicious mind to feel sorry for her.

The general Ziwei, who had no power to fight back, was finally blown away by Su Ze's punch, smashing the wooden frame behind him.

Among the smoke and dust, blood seeped from the corner of the mouth, and a purple-haired woman in a mess came out of it.

"It's me who underestimated the enemy and underestimated you. Your strength is very strong, and I recognize it."

"My strength needs your approval?"

Su Ze sneered in disdain, and replied.

The purple-haired woman was suffocated by this sentence, and then the anger in her heart burned.

"Boy, you have to pay the price for your actions and words!"

(End of this chapter)