Eternal Sacred King Chapter 592: Resurrected?
The genius remembers the website for 3 seconds [] a bowl of cold water, Su Zimo feels much better.
Wow!
The sound of chains sounded.
Su Zimo suddenly felt light on his body, and the thick chain that originally restrained him was actually taken away by the big man!
"What does this red-haired ghost mean? Let me go so easily?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly, looking at the big man opposite, showing a suspicious look.
The big man squatted on the ground, playing with the rusty chains in his hands, and smiled at Su Zimo, his eyes gleaming with strange light.
"Huh?"
Su Zimo's expression changed, and suddenly he felt his stomach upset.
Immediately, an extremely large and rich life essence burst out and quickly swept across the body!
Puff puff puff!
Su Zimo's skin burst directly, and bloodstains appeared on the whole body, shocking!
This life essence is too huge!
Every inch of flesh and blood on Su Zimo's body has been torn apart!
In a blink of an eye, he has become a blood man, surrounded by layers of blood mist, and the blood in his body rises, filled with billowing monsters!
"Ah!"
Su Zimo rises to the sky and screams, his eyes are red, and the green veins on his neck are exposed, like a winding snake.
The whole body swells uncontrollably, flesh and blood swell, muscles tremble, bones contend, and internal organs tremble!
Too painful!
This terrifying life essence suddenly exploded in his body, almost bursting his body!
Pain is everywhere. Su Zimo squatted and trembled, almost convulsive. He only felt that his eyes were black and he might faint at any time!
I don't know when, the old monk appeared at the back of the main hall, deeply worried in the depths of his eyes.
The big guy also looked nervous, and he didn't have the initial relaxed laughter at all.
"Roar!"
In the depths of Su Zimo's throat, there were waves of hoarse and low roars, like a wounded beast, struggling to death!
This life essence is too big and too terrifying.
In Su Zimo's body, a hurricane that destroys the world and the earth has formed, sweeping everything like a ruin!
Su Zimo's consciousness gradually blurred.
He can no longer feel everything around him.
I can only breathe in big mouths, relying on the remaining will, working hard to support!
The figure shakes.
The old monk came to Su Zimo's side, glanced sideways at the big man, and vaguely angrily flashed.
Then, the old monk stared at Su Zimo intently.
I kept chanting the Buddha's name in my mouth, although it seemed calm, but the speed of fiddle with the rosary in my hand was getting faster and faster, showing the tension in my heart.
The big man grabbed his hair anxiously, and a layer of fine sweat appeared between his forehead.
After a while, Su Zimo couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a bang, covered in mud, and fainted.
Slap!
The old monk was moved, and the rosary in his hand was crushed directly under the stirring of his mind!
The big man was even more startled. He stepped forward and slapped Su Zimo on the cheek, shouting loudly: "You little monk, wake up, don't scare Laozi!"
Su Zimo didn't respond, his eyes closed tightly, and the beating of his heart became weaker and weaker.
The big man looked anxious and shouted again.
Su Zimo still didn't respond, he was already angry.
After a while, Su Zimo's heart completely stopped beating, and the breath under his nose was cut off, and the blood flow in his body became slower and slower until it was completely still.
Su Zimo's body gradually cooled down, lying motionless in the mud.
"It's over, it's over."
The big man sat down on the ground, his face pale, and he was completely dumbfounded.
"What a good seedling, I can perfectly inherit Lao Tzu's ability, that's it" the big man muttered to himself, his eyes dull.
The old monk frowned and looked ugly, staring at the man and asked: "How much blood did you drink?"
"There is only one strand, less than one ten thousandth of a drop of blood." The big man dared not look at the old monk's eyes and whispered.
The old monk has practiced meditation to Buddha for countless years, and he has seen the vicissitudes of the world for a long time, and it is difficult for anything to stir up waves in his heart.
But when he heard this, the old monk was already really angry, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you crazy! The power in your wisp of blood is enough to destroy True Monarch Nascent Soul ten times! You actually fed them all? Give it to him?"
The big man was frustrated and muttered: "This little monk dared to call Laozi the red-haired ghost, I just want him to suffer a bit, who will think about it"
"You!" The old monk knotted.
"I, I, I also want his inner alchemy to recover sooner."
Under the guilty conscience of the big man, his voice squatted a little.
The old monk saw the big man look regretful and blamed himself, but he couldn't say what he wanted to reprimand.
This is the end of the matter, and it's already irreparable.
"Sigh."
The old monk gave a long sigh, and said in a daze, "Xu is that this son should have this calamity. I didn't expect to come here, but I still couldn't break away from my destiny."
"I killed him."
The big man lowered his head, desperate.
Since a while, the old monk whispered: "Buy him here. Under this cemetery, those who are buried are all the peerless and powerful men thousands of years ago, and they are worthy of his name."
In spite of this, the old monk knows that death is like a lamp.
What is the foundation of the extreme realm, what is the eternal evildoer, these false names will all pass away with the passing of life, and will be lost in the long river of years, and will be forgotten in the end.
The old monk sighed softly in his heart, waved his robe sleeves, rolled up Su Zimo's body, and then walked into the depths of the cemetery.
Suddenly!
The old monk's expression changed, and he let out a soft voice.
"Not dead yet?"
The old monk put Su Zimo down again, his eyebrows flickered, and his consciousness spread out and circled in Su Zimo's body.
Su Zimo's state is extremely special.
The heart has stopped beating~IndoMTL.com~ but the inner alchemy that was originally broken is spinning slowly.
It's just that the rotation is extremely small, and the old monk and the big man are confused and didn't notice it at first.
The big guy leaned over and found an abnormality in Su Zimo's body.
"What a terrifying technique!"
The big man secretly inhaled and said in shock: "The vitality is gone, this technique is still working on its own, this is to pull this child back from the ghost door!"
The old monk looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Although this child has no heartbeat or breathing, it can only be regarded as a suspended animation, and there should be rescue!"
Long silence
Boom!
Suddenly!
There was a tremor on Su Zimo's chest.
Although the voice is faint, the two old monks can hear clearly!