Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 580 Exhausting everything, fighting for the sky!

I don't know how long, Su Zimo woke up.

Gradually, the five senses began to recover.

Su Zimo first smelled a faint scent of the book, and did not know how long the ancient books had been stored. It was a bit old but smelled good.

Afterwards, the sight gradually became clear.

The surrounding light was dim, and countless tiny dust floated in front of him. Su Zimo struggled to sit up, and found two wooden boards tied to the wrist of his right hand to fix the wound.

The whole muscles are still a little sore and swollen.

"Am I not dead yet?"

Su Zimo glanced around.

There are rows of wooden bookshelves on each side, each of which contains many ancient books.

Most ancient books are covered with dust, and I don't know how long no one has read them.

This looks like a quaint study, extremely wide, with at least thousands of ancient books!

Su Zimo only felt that his mind was groggy, and his consciousness was still a bit fuzzy.

He only remembered that he was chased and killed by Xuanyu Taoist and jumped down to the burial of Longgu, and everything after that was a bit unclear.

Su Zimo shook his head, turned his eyes, and accidentally fell on a bronze square tripod next to him, gradually remembering something.

The moment he jumped down to bury the Dragon Valley, he was holding a mortal heart.

But he saw the little fox that had fainted in his arms, and felt no pain in his heart.

The fate of this little thing is too miserable.

He lost his mother at an early age, and was imprisoned by a giant red crocodile for decades. He finally got free and followed him to the outside world, but suffered such bad luck.

Little fox hasn't seen the beauty outside, is it going to fall like this?

Su Zimo couldn't bear it, opened the storage bag, tried his best to scoop out the bronze Fang Ding, and took the little fox into it.

Burial Dragon Valley is called the Ominous Land.

I do not know how many masters were buried, and the world was strong.

What danger is there, no one knows that the bronze Fang Ding may be their only hope for life!

Although he is in the bronze Fang Ding, Su Zimo can obviously feel that he is falling quickly!

The wind blew in my ears.

Extremely terrifying breath emerged from the bronze Fang Ding!

Endless forces are constantly hitting the wall.

The more violent, the more amazing!

boom! boom! boom!

With each impact, a deafening loud noise erupted, and the sound was appalling, it seemed that this bronze Fang Ding would be blasted into pieces!

Su Zimo curled his body, doing his best to protect the little fox in his arms.

But under such a fierce impact, Su Zimo bumped into the bronze square tripod, his bones were cracking, his wounds were hurt and his bones were almost falling apart!

The roar of terror seemed to drown everything!

Su Zimo just felt that his ears were buzzing, and all seven tricks were bleeding!

The power outside Bury Dragon Valley is terrible!

Without the protection of the bronze Fang Ding, Su Zimo and the little fox would instantly turn into powder, and the bones would not exist!

After a while, a more severe impact erupted.

Su Zimo slammed into the wall, and the whole man finally couldn't support it, completely fainted.

When I woke up again, I was already in this large study.

"Muff, is anyone still alive at the bottom of the burial?"

Su Zimo thought to himself.

Suddenly, something was beside him, and he stunned by his leg.

Su Zimo looked sideways.

I saw a little furry thing, staring at him with big eyes of Shui Lingling, with a trace of concern and a trace of joy.

The hair of this little thing is as red as flames, like a layer of brocade, and the eyes are like glittering black gemstones. It is the little fox that fell into the burial of Dragon Valley with him.

The little fox was wounded by the Xuanyu Taoist before, but now he seems to have recovered.

Su Zimo felt comforted.

"I'm fine."

Feeling the little fox's worry, Su Zimo smiled and said, "This time, the injury is a little bit heavy, so it will be good to raise some days."

While talking, he stood up, holding the bronze Fang Ding with one hand, and returned it to the storage bag.

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.

Bronze Fang Ding didn't even move!

Although the bronze Fang Ding is extremely heavy, before that, Su Zimo lifted it up without any effort!

And now ...

Suddenly, Su Zimo realized one thing.

His Jin Dan has been destroyed, and Nei Dan has shattered!

His dandao was smashed!

Su Zimo's subconscious movement of Nei Dan, but there was a tear-like pain in the center of the chest!

"Ok!"

Su Zimo grunted, his body shook, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

Neidan was bleak, and it was full of shocking cracks!

Su Zimo felt it carefully, his face was even more ugly.

Nedan, there is no way to save.

Jin Dan's situation is even worse!

Dan Tian at the lower abdomen is empty inside like a black hole with no trace of spiritual power.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, slowly condensing the surrounding aura.

He can still feel the existence of Reiki, and he can inhale Reiki.

But after Reiki entered Dantian, it disappeared and he would not stay in Dantian for a moment!

Today, his Dantian is like a leaking airbag.

Water can go in, but it won't stay.

That is to say, even if Su Zimo wants to start from the condensed state, step by step, re-cultivation, it is just delusional!

This is why the disuse of Jin Dan is the cruelest punishment for monks.

Because, you have no chance to re-cultivate!

Su Zimo gritted his teeth, his eyes were surging with unyielding colors, carrying blood, and doing his best to lift the bronze Fang Ding.

At the same time, he absorbed the aura, used the short time that the aura was circulating in the body, opened the storage bag, and sent the bronze Fang Ding in.

This was an extremely simple move.

But Su Zimo spent a lot of effort, sweating, pale, and panting.

Su Zimo grinned a bit.

So far, he practiced with a strong and unrivaled attitude, pushing almost all monks of the same rank, even beheaded his opponent across the great realm!

He is called the first evil of all ages by all major forces!

Unexpectedly, one day, they will end up here.

Although Su Zimo still has a strong blood power, but it is impossible to compete with the real Jin Danjing Tianjiao.

Not to mention one day, go to Xuanyu Taoists to get revenge.

"Is this my destiny?"

Su Zimo clenched his fists so hard that his phalanges were a little pale!

"I don't want to! I don't want to! I don't agree!"

"I will fight against heaven, even if I do everything!"

Sharp nails pierced into the palm of his hand, exuding a trace of blood, Su Zimo was unaware, and there was a faint blood glow in his eyes!

The little fox crouched at Su Zimo's footsteps and looked up at him, looking worried.

Although she could not speak, she could feel the pain and unyieldingness in Su Zimo's heart at this time.

Nothing is more desperate than losing hope.

Just then, there was a chanting sound outside the door.

"If I heard, I cultivated with kindness, became good at Buddha's wisdom, and reached great wisdom. At this shore, the name is universal, and the world has hundreds of trillions of beings ..."

The sound is like the Sanskrit sound, pure and immaculate, echoing endlessly, moisturizing the heart.

Someone chanted the scriptures outside.

This chapter has been stuck for a long time and has not been straightened out. Don't panic, my friends, I am still alive, and Zi Mo is still alive. . .

(End of this chapter)