Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 582

There is no warning, the wind is howling!

Beyond ten feet in front of him, ghosts were full of ghostly faces, and quickly disappeared!

Su Zimo was startled, and suddenly realized something.

The dark soldiers and horses condensed in the ruins of Dagan were just some of the embargoed guards buried that year.

And who are buried at the bottom of the Dragon Valley?

After thousands of years, the flesh is not rotten!

Only the blood stains on the stone wall contained the great power!

Those embargoed guards who turned into yin soldiers and yin horses could fight with Jin Dan.

How terrible would it be if one of these fallen powerhouses stayed alive and grudged?

"Come on!"

Su Zimo gave a low drink, picked up the little fox, turned and ran all the way.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the ancient temple, but with the physical outburst, running full-force, a dozen breaths can also be reached.

Ahead, there is a turn.

Su Zimo went all the way. Although he was a little distracted, he could still vaguely remember that he just turned a corner.

In other words, you can see the unnamed ancient temple through the turn in front.

But when Su Zimo walked by, he subconsciously stopped his figure.

Where is the ancient temple ahead?

There are only bones piled up into mountains!

Not far away was a viscous flowing blood river, blocking the way, and the sky was so angry.

On the surface of the blood river, horrible and infiltrating faces appeared, and weird smiles appeared.

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes and looked intently.

The sight in front of me still hasn't disappeared!

On the contrary, the one with the corpse seemed to be alive.

The corpse was struggling to stand up, with rotting flesh all over, stinky, dangling, faltering, and came towards Su Zimo's side!

In the blood river ahead, a pair of arms protruded out!

Many blood people climbed to the shore, staring at scarlet eyes and grinning!

Su Zimo only felt creepy and sweating his forehead.

The little fox was more frightened and shivered into Su Zimo's arms. A pair of little claws covered his eyes, and he did not dare to look out.

The situation at present is nothing more than two possibilities.

First, the Tibetan scripture pavilion and Xiaosha Mi that he saw at first were just illusions, and there were no ancient temples at the bottom of the burial valley!

Second, he never left the spot.

Normally, as long as you turn a corner, you can see the unknown ancient temple.

But now, Su Zimo ran all the way without stopping for a while. He clearly felt that he had turned a corner, but he could not see any traces of the ancient temples. Only the blood of the corpse mountains and the blood was so strong!

Either way, it is not optimistic.

The first possibility means that there is a terrible existence here, which can easily confuse his five senses, and let him create a vision in front of him!

The Scripture Pavilion is fake, the ancient temple is fake, and Xiao Shami is fake!

Funeral Dragon Valley was formed 10,000 years ago. How could there be such an ancient temple at the bottom of the valley?

The only thing Su Zimo believed in was Xiao Shami's clear eyes like water.

That look can't be fake!

The second possibility is that Su Zimo encountered the "ghost hitting the wall" spread in the world.

Su Zimo felt himself running forward without stopping.

In fact, he did not leave the place.

Some evil spirits blinded Su Zimo's five senses with supreme power, so that he lost his direction and kept spinning around.

suddenly!

Su Zimo suddenly felt that there was something, and he took a breath behind his neck!

hiss!

Suddenly, Su Zimo's hair was all up!

Don't think about it, Su Zimo's eyes are surging, and his backhand is a punch!

Snapped!

The fist landed in the air and made a crisp sound.

No one was behind him.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and was about to turn away, but suddenly found that there was a woman with a shawl standing in a short distance, dressed in a white shirt, with blood on it.

The woman's back turned to him, she could not see her face, and remained motionless.

Anything that appears at the bottom of this buried dragon valley is more terrifying than the ruins of Dagan!

The ghost soldiers and horses in the ruins have no substance.

I don't know how horrible the woman before her was, how much resentment she had in her heart, and the yin-qi energy nourished even the flesh!

Not to mention that Su Zimo is now completely exhausted, even if it is at its peak, encountering these existences is absolutely inevitable!

Su Zimo didn't dare to act lightly and was tense, staring at the woman in a white shirt not far away.

suddenly!

The white shirt woman moved.

Below the neck, the lines remain motionless.

The woman's head turned back strangely, facing Su Zimo!

The corners of her mouth, nostrils, and ears were stained with blood, and there were no eyeballs in her eyes.

The woman smiled grimly, the scarlet tongue hanging down, like a big python!

The little fox just leaned out his head and glanced out along his fingers, but just saw the scene.

"Yeah!"

The little fox exclaimed, frightened and fainted.

Not to mention her, even Su Zimo, who had seen the storm, felt cold all over, and her hands and feet were soft!

The white-shirted woman's body moved, with a vicious wind, and rushed straight up.

Su Zimo quickly stretched out his right hand and stood in front of him.

His strength did not threaten this woman in white shirt at all.

The only thing that works is probably the God Phoenix bone!

call!

The woman in white shirt stopped abruptly, and a pair of blood caves stared at Su Zimo's right hand, which seemed a little daunting.

"Oh!"

The woman in the white shirt smiled with a faint smile, her body flickered, so she disappeared completely under Su Zimo's gaze!

Su Zimo was startled, and hurriedly searched.

There is no trace of a white-shirted woman at all, just like the scene of a genius, but his illusion!

Su Zimo knew that their gap was too big!

Although this white-shirted woman is formed by the combination of evil spirits, I am afraid that her strength is not weaker than that of returning to a false Taoist.

Maybe even be on the shoulder!

A corpse with carrion hanging in front of him, the blood man crawling out of the blood river, was approaching quickly.

A **** man suddenly rushed up, exposing his sloppy face, opening his mouth wide, and biting at Su Zimo's throat!

Su Zimo quickly turned his right hand, turned into a palm knife, and slammed in the blood!

Stab it!

The fire is flourishing!

Without a word, this blood man was swallowed up by a blazing flame!

The other corpses and blood people quickly stopped.

The most feared of these evil spirits is nothing more than lightning and flames.

They can naturally feel the terrible power hidden in the phoenix bone!

But even so, the corpse and blood people refused to leave, but stood not far away, staring at Su Zimo faintly, and the thick saliva slipped slowly.

At this moment, behind Su Zimo, a white shadow emerged quietly and gradually solidified.

It was the white shirt woman who had just lost her trace!

The woman in white shirt licked her lips, and blood was flowing in the hole in her eyes, and her skinny palm was found out, her fingertips were flashing with cold light, and she slowly grasped Su Zimo's heavenly cover ...

(End of this chapter)