Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1672: Out of Customs

Su Zimo ran ahead.

Yu Huang was chasing after him. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. Su Zimo's killing intention became more and more prosperous!

suddenly!

An extremely evil breath suddenly came down, and the blood in Su Zimo's body was even out of control. He seemed to want to move and seemed to overflow his body!

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's face changed.

This is the breath of the Book of Purgatory Blood Magic!

Su Zimo opened his eyes, his eyes were magnificent, Tiantiantong was running, across the void, and saw a figure thousands of miles away.

Although the voice was a little vague, he recognized it at a glance.

Daming Monk!

It's Daming Monk helping him!

"Ok!"

Behind Su Zimo, Yu Huang suddenly groaned, his body stopped, and his feet seemed to be greatly affected!

Su Zimo didn't hesitate, his body flickered, Tianzutong broke out, and he fell directly into the ground, his body shrouded in Buddha light, as if integrated with the earth, walking deep in the ground without hindrance!

This is the power of Tianzutong!

If Tianzutong is practicing to the level of great magical power, the five elements can be far away!

This time, after Su Zimo escaped, Yu Huang did not catch up with him in his perception.

Before long, he completely left Yuhuang behind.

There was a hint of confusion in Su Zimo's heart.

But at this time, the crisis had not yet been resolved, and Su Zimo didn't think much about it. He changed his direction and galloped towards the position of a monk.

At his speed, it didn't take long for him to come forward, jump up from the ground, and look at the Daming Monk not far away.

Su Zimo was about to thank him with his fists, but found that the figure of the opposite monk was gradually dissipating and soon became nothing.

Su Zimo's gaze fell, and I saw four words on the ground-see you on the magical chart!

Daming Monk has already left, what is left here is a ghost image of him, and these four words.

Although the number of words is small, Su Zimo felt the war intention of the monk!

Until this moment, the monks of Da Ming really regarded Su Zimo as their opponent.

These four words can also be regarded as a war book!

No regrets.

Just being able to meet opponents close to you in this life, you will have a desire to look for joy and want to compete!

Prior to this, the monks of Daming always walked in front of Su Zimo.

Treating Su Zimo is more like looking down or looking at the younger generation.

Now, when Su Zimo understands the great magical power and enters the moment of Mahayana, the monk knows that Su Zimo is qualified to become his opponent!

Su Zimo looked at these four words and suddenly smiled.

Daming Monk would never have thought of it. In fact, the two had already played against each other in the semi-ancestor realm.

Of course, that is the deity of martial arts.

This Qinglian real body has not yet had a lively battle with the Ming monk!

Even Su Zimo had some expectations.

Suddenly, Su Zimo frowned slightly, remembering the doubt in Fang Cai's heart.

He just saw the figure of a monk who cultivated himself in the realm, but it was only in the late Mahayana period.

How could the monks in the late Mahayana period affect the emperor?

Even if it is the Book of Blood Purification, I am afraid it does not have such power.

In addition, when the great monk was only able to release the Book of Alchemy, Su Zimo also felt uncomfortable, and his blood seemed to be out of his control, and he wanted to break out of the body!

Su Zimo groaned a little, without gain, temporarily pressed this doubt into his heart, distinguished his direction, and galloped away.

Su Zimo has just stepped into the late Mahayana period, and is preparing to find a hidden safe place, retreat again, and realize the other great magical powers in Qinglian.

French phase list once every millennium.

The magic list is once every ten thousand years!

Almost 10,000 years have passed since the last battle of the magical powers.

There are about 300 years left, and the magical charts will open again.

In these three hundred years, he must understand the great magical powers as much as possible, and then it is possible to fight the great monk!

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Yu Huang stood up in the air, his face changed, his eyes flickered, and his eyes were startled and frightened.

"Who was it just now?"

"how is this possible!"

Yuhuang squinted his eyes, and there was a strange blood in his eyes.

Thinking for a moment, Yuhuang didn't come up with an answer. He took a deep breath and sneered slightly: "Desolate, you can escape for a while, you can't escape forever!"

"Unless you don't show up to compete for a seat on the magic table, if you dare to show up, I will let you die without a burial place!"

"Next time, I will never allow any accidents!"

This time Su Zimo went out of the customs battle with many Mahayana ancestors, and even caused the emperor to shoot, causing a lot of waves in the ancient battlefield.

But as Su Zimo disappeared again, the incident gradually subsided.

The ancient battlefield has once again restored peace.

But all the ancestors knew that as long as the deserted war appeared, the ancient battlefield would inevitably set off a **** storm again!

Yuhuang will never let go of wasteland!

There was no room for maneuver between the two.

If it is no longer possible to kill Huangwu Town, when the Huanghuang Emperor is crowned, I am afraid it will be the day of Yuhuang's death!

...

The continent of heaven.

When Qing Lian Zhenshen retreat again, the martial arts deity of Pingyang Town went out.

This time out of the customs, the martial arts deity has stepped into Mahayana territory!

For the martial arts deity, the most normal cultivation method is to enter the ancient battlefield and go there to feel the magical power.

But in this way, the path of the martial arts deity is no different from Qing Lian's true body.

Moreover, there is another place for Martial arts deity, perhaps more suitable for him than the ancient battlefield!

Of course, this place is also extremely dangerous!

The eyes of the martial art deity looked towards the west.

"Son, are you leaving?"

Tao Yan came to the Martial Arts deity and asked softly.

Over the years of practice, Tao Yan has also cultivated to the state of fit, becoming a big demon.

Normally, if you want to promote cultivation, in addition to retreat, you must go out to practice and fight with many powerful enemies.

Between countless battles between life and death, we can better break through the bottleneck.

After all, it ’s like the deity of martial arts. He used the martial arts furnace to smelt ten thousand ways and conceived the different numbers of hundreds of classics. From ancient times to now, he was the only one!

But Tao Yan is even more strange.

He doesn't have to fight with people, it's just in Pingyang Town, but in the small courtyard on this side, the cultivation will be improved a little bit.

Not fast or slow, but there are no bottlenecks.

The martial art deity could not understand it.

However, this is not a bad thing in the view of the Martial Arts deity.

After all, Tao Yan never liked fighting.

From practice till now, although Tao Yan has also fought and killed people, he has not been stained with a drop of blood in his palm!

"I'm leaving."

The martial art deity nodded slightly and said, "You don't have to follow, stay in this town of Pingyang, and protect this people well."

"I will, my son rest assured."

Although Tao Yan's eyes were reluctant, he nodded smartly.

(End of this chapter)