Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 389: You Are Here

The heavenly continent regards the sword as its respect, and there are very few pure sword repairs, let alone in this ancient battlefield.

Even though the relic was left by the Emperor Dao, there were not many monks gathered here, and there were thousands of people at a glance along the coastline.

Strangely, most monks are standing a little far from the coast. They seem to be afraid of this Linghai, whispering and pointing.

Su Zimo had limited knowledge of Daoshan Linghai, and came to the crowd to listen carefully.

"The sword emperor's means reach the sky and gather gas into the sea. If he can cultivate in this spiritual sea, it will be of great benefit." Among the crowd, a thin monk blinked and groaned.

"Ha ha."

"I'm so ignorant."

As soon as this person's voice fell, a sound of ridicule and ridicule sounded in the crowd.

The man who spoke at first turned red, slumped his neck, and argued, "Where am I wrong?"

"The aura in the Linghai is indeed rich and pure, but it is full of endless sword energy. It is sharp and sharp. When you enter the spirit sea, you must bear the baptism of these sword spirits!"

"Just like your little body, you just stepped into Linghai and didn't wait a few steps before you died!"

"Hey, since the ages, I don't know how many Tianjiao characters have been buried in this spiritual sea. If you are not afraid of death, you can go in and try."

Su Zimo's eyes flashed a stun.

No wonder there are traces of sharp objects left on the reefs on the shore.

It turned out that in this spiritual sea, there is an endless amount of knife energy, and the weak spiritual practitioners can't bear it!

Too close to the coast, the sea was surging, a big wave came over, and people were caught in it, I'm afraid I won't be able to come out again.

A monk Shen said, "This is the test left by the sword emperor. If you want to inherit it, you have to cross the spiritual sea in front of you and climb up to the mountain of sword!"

Su Zimo's eyes looked far away, and Daoshan stood at the end of Linghai. It was really far away from the sky.

"It's not easy."

The thin monk pointed towards Daoshan, soaring wildly, loudly, "I wait for the Royal Sword to take off. Although this Daoshan is far away, I'm going to go day and night. I'm afraid I can't arrive?"

"Hahahaha!"

There was another laugh in the crowd.

One person shook his head and said, "If the test left by the sword emperor is so simple, so far in ancient times, can only one person pass the test and be passed down?"

The words did not fall, and a monk happened to be here in the distance, looking excited.

This person sacrificed a spirit knife from the storage bag, leapt forward, stepped on the sword, turned on his spiritual power, and whispered, "Ill!"

Huh!

This person turned into a streamer, crossed the Linghai, and emptied in the direction of Daoshan.

Most of the monks in the crowd mocked and sneered, seemingly waiting to see what jokes.

Su Zimo knew that this matter was not so simple.

The idea didn't fall. The monk just came to the sky over Linghai, his body suddenly stopped, he paused for a moment, and began to fall down.

No matter how this person tosses and works in the air, it will not help.

Before falling into the Linghai, he was swallowed up by a wave set on the sea surface.

"Ah ... ah!"

The man floated in the Linghai, and occasionally heard a scream. After a while, he disappeared.

The sea was stained with blood, and the waves gradually faded.

Seeing this scene, the thin monk who threatened to vacate the Linghai at first lost his face, became pale, sweating on his forehead, and breathing much harder.

Su Zimo was also secretly shocked.

This piece of spirit is really life-threatening!

No wonder there are thousands of monks standing here, but no one dares to try to cross the Linghai easily.

The monk next to him explained, "The sky above the Spirit Sea is forbidden to fly. Even if you cross it, it will fall into the sea."

"Playing these little clever people in front of the emperor can only ask for help." Another sneered.

The weight-loss monk calmed down, and after a while, he asked again, "So, it is only possible to cross the Linghai with the super-religious gates such as Liuli Palace and Overlord Palace?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of gate you are."

Another monk explained: "Only the sword repair is eligible to cross the Linghai. If other monks cross it forcibly, they will only be strangled by the sword!"

"Yeah, I heard that once there was a Jianzong Tianjiao, who wanted to cross the Linghai and challenged the majesty of the sword emperor. Before he walked a hundred meters, he was late for the sword and buried in the Linghai.

Hearing this, Su Zimo already has a general understanding of Daoshan Linghai.

First, it cannot be emptied.

Second, it must be knife repair.

Third, only when the body is strong, can it withstand the baptism of the sword, cross the Linghai, and pass the test left by the sword emperor.

That being the case, he might really try it.

At this moment, Su Zimo's eyes turned and fell on a dark black reef by the coast.

There was a man sitting on it, wearing a blood-colored robe, a long knife lying horizontally on his knees, eyes closed, and wet black hair scattered casually, covering his face.

Thousands of monks, only this person dared to sit on the reefs on the coast, and let the water on the shore wash, his clothes were already soaked, but he didn't even notice.

Behind this man, there were still a dozen corpses lying, some of which apparently just fell shortly after.

Looking at this person's back, Su Zimo felt as if he had seen it before, but couldn't remember it.

With a little groan, Su Zimo looked at a monk beside him and whispered, "Who is the monk in the blood robe in front?"

"This is a tough character."

The monk next to him lowered his voice and murmured in a daunting voice: "Seeing the corpse behind him, are all monks who want to cross the Linghai, because the starting point is too close to this person, he was killed directly!"

"Just because of this?"

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

Just for this reason, the killing is open, then this person is more than just a ruthless character.

The monk pouted and said, "Why would there be any reason why the Shurazong demon murdered?"

"It's him!"

Su Zimo's heart stunned.

The monk next to him continued: "The demon of Shura Zong has a great chance to cross the Linghai and be passed down. It is said that the monk who passed down the sword emperor a thousand years ago was Shura Zong."

suddenly!

The monk in the blood robe, who was sitting with the eyes closed on the reef, opened his eyes, stood up, turned slowly, and looked in the direction of Su Zimo.

For such top masters, people have been watching for a long time, and they must feel inductive.

What's more, just a moment ago, Su Zimo's mind fluctuated greatly, and there was a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Seeing this man's face, Su Zimo had no doubt in his heart.

The monk in the blood robe was the Devil of the Shuluozong who had fought with Su Zimo in the depths of the ground!

"Hehehehe ..."

The monk in a blood robe laughed, stared at Su Zimo, his eyes were full, flashing with excitement, and slowly said, "You are here, I have been waiting for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)