Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 69

Su Zimo turned around and saw four people.

The two Daotongs have been fat and thin, and they have all seen them. The other two middle-aged Taoist priests were born with extraordinary looks, and looked at Su Zimo with a strange look.

Su Zimo guessed vaguely that these two middle-aged Taoist priests may be the predecessors of Wu Feng.

Su Zimo lowered the fat man, and glanced, and found that on the ground around the two people were inserted eight flags, each of which was half a person tall, and the triangular bunting was painted with mysterious lines. Waving in the wind.

"What are these?"

Su Zimo frowned and didn't think much about it. He adjusted his breathing, adjusted his shirt, and hugged two middle-aged Taoist priests.

"start!"

Su Zimo didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted by a voice.

The eight flags around Su Zimo and the fat man were shining brightly, and the lines on the bunting were shining with brilliance.

Suddenly, Su Zimo's alarm flashed, and a middle-aged Taoist not far away suddenly waved his sleeve robe, and an irresistible force came.

The vastness of this power was so huge that Su Zimo couldn't resist it.

Su Zimo fell from the edge of the cliff and watched the mountain top get farther and farther. His body was uncontrollable and unmovable, and the heart of terror came into being.

boom!

Su Zimo fell into the abyss and fell to pieces.

Obviously the physical body has been destroyed, but Su Zimo's consciousness is awake, endless pain is coming, the bones and bones are broken, and the pain of the flesh and blood bursts constantly stimulating Su Zimo.

why?

Su Zimo didn't understand.

He didn't even think about it, the ubiquitous pain tortured him.

Su Zimo never realized what kind of pain it was.

There is great terror between life and death.

This terror makes people collapse.

Fear of death in life is almost instinct. When people are pointed at a knife, they must be frightened. What kind of terror is real death coming?

On the top of the mountain, Su Zimo and the fat man remained motionless, eyes closed, trembling all over, without falling into the abyss.

Eight bitter battles started, and the two have completely entered the illusion.

"You set up your own battle array, which is much more powerful than the eight bitter battles in the abyss. Can these two little guys stand it?" Wen Xuan glanced in anxiety.

Xuan Yi said: "Look, as long as these two people can survive a calamity, they will pass the test."

Just then, three figures appeared on the top of the mountain.

All three of them passed the test of the eight bitter battles in the abyss, and survived the death and death, and were automatically teleported to the top of the mountain.

The three were pale and sweaty, sitting weakly in the spot, looking blank.

The two Daotongs hurried forward and fed the three with an elixir.

After the three took the medicine, they looked slightly slower, and their faces gradually recovered a little rosy.

"The two little guys with mutant spirit roots are good and have already passed through the three calamities." Xuan Yi said suddenly.

Wen Xuan sighed: "In the eight sufferings, it is easier to live, die, and die, but the later four disasters are more difficult than one, let alone them. Even if I have already stepped into Dandao, I may not be able to see through."

As soon as the voice settled, a big flag dangled slightly, and a dazzling beam of light burst into the sky.

Xuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Yes, I've already passed the death robbery."

A moment later, the arrogant man and the woman in white shirts were teleported to the top of the mountain.

Wen Xuan looked at the two and said with a smile: "Very well, you have gone through the four calamities and took a break aside."

Wow!

Another big flag was shaking, and a beam of light broke through the sky.

"Huh? So fast, you'll endure the pain of life?" Xuan Yi looked startled.

Everyone has to experience the pain of life, but they have forgotten it.

In the abdomen, the fetus curls into a ball, the hands and feet cannot be straightened, and it is impossible to breathe. It is equivalent to staying in a closed and small prison, which is extremely painful.

That's why babies cry when they are born.

Before long, another beam of light broke through the clouds.

Immediately after, the fourth beam shone!

"This……"

Wen Xuan and Xuan Yi looked at each other, they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

In the Danfeng, a young boy with a childlike face rises into the air, looks at the light beam in the distance, and frowns slightly, wondering: "This light beam is the banner of Ba-ku-jin, but somebody asked Xuanyi to line up himself?"

After a short pause, the young man said to himself, "No, I have to go and see."

At the same time, Fu Feng and Qi Feng each flew a figure and galloped towards Qianshan.

boom!

The fifth beam emerges!

Not long after, on the top of the mountain, there was an additional Hefa boy, a cold-haired woman, and a bad old man.

Wufeng gathers for the first time!

Wow!

The flag is shaking.

The sixth beam is shining!

"Having passed six of the eight miserys, this kind of heart is rare for a lifetime. What's the matter?" Hefa youth looked dignified and asked in a deep voice.

"It's Yan, I don't know others." Wen Xuan shook his head.

The woman's gaze swept over Su Zimo, frowned slightly, and asked, "Fire root?"

"This ... seems to be, but the Lingling Gate did not let him pass. For unknown reasons, I tried him again with the Lingling Stone." Wenxuan said.

The voice just fell.

boom!

The seventh beam lights up.

Su Zimo, spent the seventh robbery!

The little fat man had just survived the second death of life and death, and was so scared that he lay on the ground and scratched his head with tears, still not detached from the pain of the eight sufferings.

At this moment of work, the two Taoists have told everyone about the ins and outs of life and death.

There were originally more than 500 people. Now on the top of the mountain, only six people pass the third pass.

In addition to the lonely man, the white shirt woman, and the fat man, there are three mortals who have no aura.

The eyes of all the people fell on Su Zimo, with a complex look.

They have just come through the scourge of eight pains, and naturally can feel the kind of heart-burning pain.

Everyone cannot imagine what kind of suffering it will be after seven kinds of pain.

Xuan Yi Shen said: "The eighth suffering and five sufferings are actually the superposition of the first seven sufferings, which are unacceptable to others. I will withdraw this formation and don't hurt the child.

Xuan Yi has just moved and the eighth beam is on!

Eight beams of light are extremely bright above the mountain peaks, illuminating half a sky.

At the same time, Su Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, bursting out of intention, holding Han Yuedao with his backhand, and cutting forward!

A stunning knife!

This knife light even covered the eight beams on the mountain peak.

This knife directly cuts to Xuan Yi, chills, and the air on the whole mountain instantly drops to freezing point!

Wufeng's first big earthquake.

This knife is too sudden.

Xuan Yi's look remained unchanged. He stretched out his fingers, his fingertips were full of aura, and lightly toward Han Yuedao.

when!

Hanyue sword collapsed.

Su Zimo was shocked, took a few steps backwards, slipped under his feet, and almost fell from the top of the mountain.

Looking at the abyss surrounded by clouds and mists, Su Zimo slowly eased over to God, realizing that all he had experienced was just an illusion.

Wu Feng's first look at Su Zimo's eyes gradually changed.

This chapter was originally written, but I was not satisfied, and deleted it again.

(End of this chapter)