Eternal Sacred King Chapter 478: Building a foundation in the extreme realm, second in the emperor!
The ten rays of black light came in an instant, piercing the crowd fiercely.
Puff! puff! puff!
Bloodlight emerged.
The power of the ten black rays is so great that it has been penetrating the bodies of more than a dozen monks, and the castration is still fierce and unstoppable!
The flesh of some monks was penetrated by black light, and the terrifying power swept through the whole body, bursting in an instant, and the stumps and arms flew around!
In the eyes of many monks of Misty Peak, the torrent formed by two or more foundation-building monks was pierced by ten black rays of light and came to a halt!
In the torrent, ten faults appeared, all of which were filled with blood and bones!
The crowds in the Blood Crow Palace, the Four Sect monks, and many minor monks, casual cultivators from all over the world flocked to it, it was too dense.
These ten black lights have caused tremendous damage.
At least hundreds of foundation-building monks died on the spot!
Hundreds of foundation-building cultivators have not taken a heavy hit to the blood crow palace side of more than 20,000 cultivators.
But it casts a haze on everyone's hearts.
"Su Zimo!"
Someone has sharp eyes, recognizes the identity of the monk Qingshan, and exclaims.
"No wonder the black light's lethality is so terrifying, look at it, the bow in his hand is a perfect spiritual weapon!"
"Sure enough!"
Many foundation-building monks have red eyes and are eager to try.
I have long heard that Su Zimo was the number one crafting master in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The worst spirit weapon in the storage bag is the best spirit weapon, and there is even a perfect one.
The rumors are true!
"Huh?"
On the battlefield of the Golden Core Realm, there are many real Golden Core figures looking sideways.
In the Zongmen Grand Competition, Su Zimo made the limelight. Who knows the reputation of the first refining master in the Zhou Dynasty, who does not know?
Sima Zhi, the real fireman, brightened his eyes and laughed: "Okay, okay, okay! Su Zimo, you are so courageous! If you dare to show up, the old man will let you pay for my disciple!"
Major Canglang stared at Su Zimo with long narrow eyes, sneered, and said condescendingly: "Su Zimo, even if you visit the Misty Peak, it's not inevitable to die!"
"A few years ago, when you were in Pingyang Town, you should have died with your beast! No matter how hard you struggle, you won't be able to survive the cycle of fate!"
Su Zimo's expression is indifferent, standing in the air, looking around, there seems to be a great coercion in his eyes, he can push everything horizontally and suppress everything!
The foundation building monk at the Blood Crow Palace was looked at by Su Zimo's eyes, and he suddenly felt heart palpitations.
This person exudes a terrifying aura.
This kind of aura is conceived with endless blood and corpses!
In the ancient battlefields, many arrogances of immortals, Buddhas, and demons were all folded into Su Zimo's hands. The foundation-building monks in front of them had no more than six veins to build the foundation, so how could they withstand Su Zimo's aura? !
Seeing the corpses of a Misty Peak disciple on the ground, the killing intent in Su Zimo's eyes was so strong that it was gushing out.
"Dead!"
Su Zimo put away the moon-covering bow, his sleeves waved, and a total of eighteen superb flying swords emerged.
But in an instant, under the eyes of everyone, the eighteen flying swords disappeared again, and ripples appeared in the void, as if the traces left by a fish swimming across the water.
"Not good!"
"It's the Secret Art of the Sword of the Misty Peak!"
"Be careful, everyone!"
Someone screamed.
The sword light emerged, and the five veins built the foundation on the spot, and there was no resistance!
"Condensation!"
A six-sided foundation smashed several amulet urns, then released the secret technique of the sect, and then sacrificed a top-quality defensive shield to stand in front of him.
Dang!
The flying sword slammed into his ultimate shield, and without stopping, the shield burst directly!
Puff! puff! puff!
His secret technique, the amulet urn, under Su Zimo's flying sword, is like a piece of paper, and it breaks with a single poke.
Bloodlight emerged, and a big head was cut off all at once!
Six veins build a base meteor!
The Blood Crow Palace was in a mess, and the expressions of many monks changed.
How could this be?
It is also the best spirit weapon, how can it be directly smashed by the opponent's best flying sword?
Unless...
Many monks looked up subconsciously.
His!
In mid-air, under the cover of Su Zimo's blue shirt, the spiritual veins are shining, dazzling, like a chain of order entwined around his body.
One, two, three...
Nine spirit veins!
Dazzled?
Many monks rubbed their eyes fiercely, opened their eyes again, and couldn't help taking a breath.
His!
Nine spiritual veins!
Don't say it is nine veins to build a foundation, even if it is eight veins to build a foundation, it is an unreasonable crush for the foundation building monks on the battlefield!
Su Zimo stands in the air, the sea of spirit in the dantian is boiling, and the rich and strong spiritual power rushes and whizzes in the nine spiritual veins, the whole person is like a **** in the world, majestic!
Many monks changed their colors in amazement.
Not only the foundation-building monks, but also the real Jindan, the real Lord Nascent Soul, saw this scene, and their minds were violently shaken!
Even if the eight veins are used to build the foundation, they haven't appeared in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty for a full thousand years.
As for the foundation of the nine veins...
Since ancient times, after the emperor of humanity, there has been no second person to cultivate to this state!
"The legend is true. Someone can get through the ninth spiritual vein!"
"Building the foundation in the extreme realm, the emperor is second!"
In the eyes of the real person Canglang, deep fear flashed, and there was a moment of fear in his heart.
Fortunately, the disappearance of the Misty Peak is imminent, this Su Zimo will not escape death, otherwise, when this son grows up, who else can stop him in the territory of Da Zhou?
The first craftsman of the Great Zhou Dynasty, now he has reached the extreme state to build a foundation.
When this child enters the golden core, there must be a vision accompanied by it!
Sect Master Ling Yun sighed in his heart.
Fate also at the time.
We can only blame the decline of the sect's luck. If there is no such catastrophe, the misty peaks with Ji Chengtian, Leng Rou and others will inevitably rise and become the first sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
As for Su Zimo, his future achievements are even more limitless.
It is even possible to lead Misty Peak to become the top force in the Heavenly Desolate Continent!
It's a pity...
The palace lord of the Blood Crow Palace narrowed his eyes, and his heart was more murderous.
Not to mention the private enmity between him and Su Zimo, just because this son has built a foundation in the extreme realm, he must kill this son!
On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, a second emperor is never allowed to be born!
The eighteen best flying swords crisscrossed the crowd, and no foundation-building monk could resist it.
This is a complete massacre!
The torrent of more than 20,000 foundation-building cultivators was shocked by Su Zimo alone, and went back!
The spirits of the Miaofeng Peak were lifted up.
At this time ~IndoMTL.com~ Su Zimo flapped his spiritual wings and slowly lifted into the air, unexpectedly came to the battlefield of the Golden Core Realm at a height of ten feet!
"Zimo, go down!"
When the old man and others saw this scene, they hurriedly stopped.
The fighting between the foundation-building cultivators will all be carried out on the ground, and no one will fly into the sky ten feet high.
The battlefield is so chaotic, the flying swords and spiritual skills of the Jindan real person are absolutely destructive power for the foundation-building cultivators!
Su Zimo's move, in the eyes of everyone, is entirely looking for death.
"Hahahaha!"
Sima Zhiping regained his mind and laughed: "The foundation of the extreme realm is still the foundation! If you don't step into the pill way, everything is in vain, and you will never be able to appreciate the power of the golden pill realm!"
"The feeling of stifling genius, I haven't experienced it for a long time."
Mr Canglang smiled slightly and said quietly: "Su Zimo, thank you for fulfilling me today!"