Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 456

"It was such a pity that Shenhuang Island was born, but it fell to His Royal Highness without a thought."

"Seven heavenly pride, plus a few sealers who changed his life, is worth the death."

Many monks in the distance looked at the blood-stained, rickety figure on the battlefield, with a complex look, whispering, showing pity.

The lonely figure looked a bit pitiful and a little sad.

Many monks know that this descendant of Shenhuangdao is about to die, and the gods are hard to save!

Su Zimo's situation is really bad.

The left chest was pierced, blood flowed, and the lutea bone on the back was smashed. A huge wound on the abdomen was shocking. If it were not held by hands, the intestines would rush out.

Su Zimo can even feel that life is passing by bit by bit!

Blood was still flowing.

Injuries in the body have no tendency or sign of healing.

This means that the injuries on his body today have exceeded the limit of physical healing power!

In front of him, there are still no old monks of Wuxiang Temple and the sealers of the fantasy magic.

Even if the two sealers stood by and watched coldly, it wouldn't be long before the blood in his body ran out and he would die.

Su Zimo was dizzy and dazzled in front of his eyes, as if flashing a familiar blood figure.

"Butterfly Girl ..."

Subconsciously, Su Zimo called quietly.

There was no response. The figure in front turned slightly sideways, and Chang'e's eyebrow was light. He looked at him with endless worry and pity.

A faint scent came, Su Zimo's spirit was shocked, he opened his eyes and looked hard.

Suddenly, Su Zimo opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word. He lowered his head slightly, and it was difficult to hide his eyes.

Not Butterfly Moon.

It's Ji Fairy.

Excessive blood loss, blurred vision, and over the years, he kept thinking about it, and Su Zimo regarded the pink dress on Ji Lei Jing as blood red.

"She ... left early and won't come back."

"After all, I still can't catch up with her, there is no chance."

"Ugh."

Su Zimo sighed deeply, his body was shaking, his eyelids were heavy, his will was gradually sinking, and he fell into an endless abyss ...

At this moment, a sound came to the ear and dragged Su Zimo's consciousness back from the abyss of death!

"Two seniors, let him go."

This is the voice of Ji Fairy, right in front of Su Zimo.

"Demon girl, go away!"

The old monk from Wuxiang Temple walked slowly, exuding a horror and screaming loudly.

"Even if the two seniors didn't take the shot, he wouldn't be able to survive. What's so bad about leaving him a whole body?"

Ji Fairy did not leave, and the voice continued to sound: "Buddha is compassionate, so why not kill it?"

"Only kill him by yourself, there will be no other variables."

The old monk of Wuxiang Temple was unmoved, his eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice, "Demon girl, if you don't leave again, don't blame the poor monk for holding you together!"

After a brief silence, Ji Fairy's voice sounded again, bland, but shocking!

"Rage is bad."

These four words reveal a determination.

That is the determination to know that you will die, and you will not be shaken, and you will not step back half a step!

Su Zimo moved.

Opposite her is the sealer.

Already plunged into fury, the Sealer can be killed by raising his hand!

Su Zimo did not expect that in such a situation, Ji Fairy would stand up and stand in front of him without hesitation, without shrinking.

"This stupid woman."

Su Zimo's lips squirmed like a mosquito and flies.

"Well……"

The old monk at Wuxiang Temple nodded, his face expressionless, a sudden burst of murder in his eyes, and he whispered, "Since you want to die, the poor monk will complete you!"

boom!

The Golden Dan in the old monk of Wuxiang Temple is operating, the power of the Golden Dan realm erupts, the breath soars, and he shoots out!

"Nothing!"

The old monk of Wuxiang Temple stretched out a finger and gently touched Ji Ji Fairy.

Suddenly, the world shook!

Where is this finger?

Obviously it is a pillar of heaven, coercion and wantonness, straddling the void, whistling, as if to knock Ji Fairy to pieces!

Su Zimo gritted his teeth and wanted to take a shot, blocking this for Ji Fairy.

But he was too injured, and there was no strength in his body, and he couldn't move.

Ji Fairy blinked her eyes, and there was a little ripple in the beautiful eyes, and a fascinating light came out in the eyes of the old monk of Wuxiang Temple.

Ji Fairy removed the veil, showing a bright and immaculate face, smiled sweetly.

Upside down sentient beings, charm the world!

Not to mention the old monk of Wuxiang Temple directly opposite, even the many monks watching from a distance, stunned on the spot, opened their mouths, and drooling without knowing it.

This series of actions is more than just the charmed eye.

This has brought the power of the Su-Ning Jing to the extreme!

"Ok?"

Although the old monk of Wuxiang Temple is a real Jindan, he has not practiced many secret techniques of the King Kong Temple, and cannot perfectly restrain the Sutra of the Sutra. Under the undulating spirit, the power of the opposite point is weak.

"go with!"

At the same time, Ji Fairy shot and offered a ribbon, aura of light, and collided with the oncoming fingerless.

boom!

A loud noise.

Ji Fairy's face changed drastically, Jiao's body trembled, and she continued to recede.

Every time you step back, Ji Fairy will cough a lot of blood, scarlet and dazzling!

Not everyone, like Su Zimo, can resist the sealer with a full blow.

If the old monk of Wuxiang Temple was dazzling, the power of non-referentiality was slightly dispersed, this time, it would be enough to knock Ji Fairy to pieces, and the jade disappeared!

Even so, when Ji Fairy stepped back in front of Su Zimo, she was already severely wounded, dying, and the situation was critical.

Behind the old monk of Wuxiang Temple, cracks appearing bitterly, dark and cold.

"Humph!"

The old monk of Wuxiang Temple looked gloomy and sneered: "Before death, the poor monk will give you a big gift, so that you can be a pair of children, and go to Huangquan!"

The words did not fall, a fingertip of the old monk of Wuxiang Temple popped a flame and came to the two of them in an instant.

The flame is red and bright, and it is also doped with a touch of light gold, exhaling a heart-breaking breath.

Real fire!

Above the third-level spiritual fire, there is real fire!

Only the Jindan real person with fire spirit root can cultivate the real fire, which is enough to burn all the monks who build the foundation, and even burn the pure blood fierce beast that builds the base into ashes!

Su Zimo's eyes jumped wildly.

He is a refiner himself, who controls the flames, and naturally knows how powerful this fire is.

Previously, no sealers released real fire, simply because they were not monks of the Fire Spirit Root.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, tried his best, and pushed away the Ji fairy in front of him, yelling in his mouth, "Go!"

call!

The flame landed on Su Zimo, and it soared instantly, sweeping the whole body!

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo became a fireman.

(End of this chapter)