Martial Soul of Perfect World

Chapter 550 I cried, my severed finger was stained with blood when I returned
The ancient purple palace drifts on the river of life, and the chaotic air hangs down, just like the Zixiao Palace in the prehistoric mythology. The sound of chanting comes from inside, surrounded by the symbols of the avenue, and the purple air is mighty, making it even more miraculous.

"So what if the supreme god reads it, so what if he didn't die completely, so he robbed it. All the good things you left behind are mine, including this palace."

Shi Zhongyu's face turned black, he almost died, if it wasn't for the fact that the cards on his body were too strong, the terrible chaotic energy couldn't shock him to death, and he was isolated by the Taiji diagram of gods and demons.

"Actually, be gentle. I think it's because the other party thinks that you just broke in and didn't follow the rules he set."

Xianleilu Jinta seldom spoke, but this time she rarely said a word.

Now this master is so strong against the sky, the ancient emperor is in the same realm, he is not his opponent at all, he will be crushed directly.

He searched for a lot of good things along the way. He was addicted to breaking into it. The purple palace was obviously a damaged supreme soldier, and she could still sense the same kind of aura.

Then, Shi Zhongyu suddenly realized that what he said made sense, but it was a bit impolite and reckless to directly break into the hall.

This time, I started from the gate, broke in, and saw what kind of difficulties the palace owner had set up.

Less than 1 minute later!
That's it?

The checkpoint was pushed by him flatly, almost, one or two seconds, pass a checkpoint, it is mainly a waste of walking.

The only troublesome thing was the last level, the copied his mirror image, Shi Zhongyu deliberately fought against him a few times, and finally the mirror image turned against him directly.

Shi Zhongyu took the initiative to awaken the will in the sleeping cells.

Copying him naturally also copied his consciousness stored in countless cells in his body.

Shi Zhongyu has a simple dream. In the future, every acupoint and every cell can give birth to a world.

After entering, Shi Zhongyu saw the god Nian again, it was a figure shrouded in black mist, with only a pair of purple eyes staring at Shi Zhongyu coldly.

Shi Zhongyu didn't mean to talk nonsense with him, with the Tai Chi picture of gods and demons in his left hand, and Fan Tianyin in his right hand, the green gold pagoda of fairy tears was floating on his head, and a misty green glow fell down.

The god said, the gloomy smile disappeared all of a sudden, as if being strangled by the neck.

"Whatever you like, just take it."

Such a gentle voice sounded, it was hard to believe that God read it so gently.

"You, this purple palace, the jade paper here, the futon, and that coffin are all mine."

Shi Zhongyu said.

He didn't mean to talk nonsense, the map of gods and demons flew out, quickly zoomed in, the world was turned upside down, and the entire purple palace was put away.

The river of life flows into the coffin, do you want to be resurrected?

It's a pity, it's too difficult, after falling, it's very difficult to come back to life, let's see the chance!

Maybe, one day Shi Zhongyu will gain some supernatural powers and be able to resurrect the Supreme with only half of his finger left.

What he went through, he didn't know, it must have been miserable.

Seeing God Nian, dressed in robes, a refined and gentle young man, unexpectedly, it turned out to be a powerful supreme being, and being able to leave a piece of finger is considered a skill.

After all, if the immortals are dead, there must be more than one supreme being who has fallen, which proves that this supreme being was still very strong when he was young.

God Nian has not been mad from the beginning to the end, and the Immortal King's soldiers are mighty, and he even feels that the green gold pagoda with tears of immortals alone can withstand this incomplete purple palace.

This palace was made of crape myrtle gold. It was torn apart in the battle that year. Now it looks complete, but in fact it is barely put together. The cracks are obvious, and there are hundreds of them.

If you die, but still stay in the mind of a god, it must be the kind of obsession and obsession.

Shi Zhongyu recalled that the thoughts of gods in the plot of Zhetian were all left by the powerful emperor with deep obsession, or the holy body of Dacheng.

That's right, that's right, this is the ancient method of immortality, there is a scripture at the level of a true immortal, and there are several supreme methods.

Universe in the sleeves!

He likes this one, the trick of pretending to be infinite, the name sounds similar to the trick of Great Immortal Yuanzi of Honghuang Town, and its power is at the level of a real fairy.

Ziwei Supreme, the name is quite domineering, and he practices imperialism and Confucianism. Such an existence is not reconciled to death, and he is born a god.

Soon, Shi Zhongyu looked solemn, and sighed deeply, Ziwei Supreme, only loves one woman in her life, her junior sister, cultivated to Supreme, just to find a way to revive her sweetheart.

On that day, her blood stained the sunset red and colored the sky. Her junior sister died in his arms, blocking the fatal blow of his opponent.

The very bloody plot is the beginning of the rise of Ziwei Supreme. She was known as the most promising Tianjiao at that time, and at the age of 220, she became the Supreme.

Of course, this is also the reason why it was easy to become enlightened in that era.

such a pity!
Creation tricks people!

God Demon Taijitu sent him a series of pictures, all of which were obtained from the coffin made by the tree heart of the ancient tree of life, the medicine of immortality.

There is also a lifelike female corpse preserved in the coffin. The half of the phalanx fell on her heart, and has been consuming energy to protect the corpse.

Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death.

Ugh!
What are you doing?

Wanting to be resurrected but worried that the beauty's body will be annihilated by the years and consume the little energy left, do you want to protect her?
does it worth?
Shi Zhongyu didn't speak, and wiped away his tears, what the hell, the wind is really noisy today, why don't you just be a little bit more brutal, punching to the flesh?

It's okay to let that god want to desperately kill you directly!
Why did you show him these things? He has a heart as strong as a stone, so what can he do after seeing it.

Just like watching a sad movie.

I watched too much in my previous life, and my heart is already as hard as a stone.

Some people called Dim Sum duplicity, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, took out a piece of Baijuan from their arms, and the sound of "chucking" snotted their noses.

"Senior Fantian, senior Shenmotu, if you encounter a god in the future, just kill him, don't let me see it."

Shi Zhongyu said so.

The two immortal soldiers didn't bother to talk to this duplicity guy, even a golden-haired monkey rolled his eyes in the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

These immortal soldiers protect Shi Zhongyu and are unwilling to leave, isn't it because he is affectionate, righteous and humane?
What are you talking about, don't you know how to do it yourself?

The deity in the Xianlei Green Golden Pagoda, a woman who looks [-]% like the Queen Mother of the West, with a fairy appearance and charm, a gentle and quiet woman, also showed a smile.

It's rare to see this guy deflated, even when he was transforming in the original land, he almost exploded to death many times, so is it so easy to merge with the ten caves?
No one can imagine that kind of pain, maybe Shi Hao can feel it a little bit.

But Shi Zhongyu still faced it calmly, gritted his teeth, swallowed his own blood, and never shed a single tear.

Today is a good day, originally aggressive, forced to break through the barrier, ready to kill the god read it.

But now he was crying like hell, a dignified emperor, with so much snot, it was embarrassing, he was thrown home.

Shi Zhongyu also felt very ashamed, seeing that guy with only half of his finger left, and he couldn't let it go, his heart was touched severely.

"Xi'er, I will definitely bring you back to life. Even if you die, I believe there will always be a way."

The sunset glow is like blood, and he flew around bloody, as he promised.

"I……"

As a result, many years later, he returned with only a bloody severed finger.

Xiangu, how many stories have you buried?

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