Eternal Sacred King Chapter 618: I want to stand up!
Su Zimo turned around, his eyes fell on the vulture not far away, and asked faintly: "Let's talk about it, what do you know. Read the book WW?W?·K?AkanN?S? H? U look · C? C?"
"What the fellow Taoists are talking about, I don’t understand what I am talking about."
The vulture gave a dry laugh.
"Don't tell me, die!"
Su Zimo was in the void, walking towards the vulture step by step, not hurriedly nor slow, but forming a strong pressure, surging!
This is a real sense of oppression!
The vulture even felt suffocated!
His arms trembled slightly, and there was a flash of fear in his eyes, and then madness emerged.
The look of the vulture was a bit ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I can say, but you have to promise, let me live!"
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"
Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he came to the vulture and directly strangled his throat. Just as he was about to exert his force, a scent of fragrance came.
"Zimo, leave it to me."
Ji Ji’s delicate hands are resting on Su Zimo’s wrist.
Su Zimo let go.
The fairy Ji Ji came to the front of the vulture, smiled charmingly, ripples appeared in her eyes, and asked softly: "Master, why are you stopping me?"
The vulture was completely stunned, his eyes blurred, as if he had lost his soul.
"The second prince and the fourth prince are preparing to jointly write a letter, abolishing the third princess, and recommending the eldest prince as the emperor! The eldest prince is the eldest son of the eldest son of the eldest son of the eldest son. "
"What about my daughter?"
Ji Ji Fairy Liu brows raised, and said coldly: "Is my daughter not the emperor! My sister is killing the enemy outside, you young people, you are actually doing these little tricks in secret."
"I think you are looking for death!"
Before 's words fell, Fairy Ji stretched out her finger and gently brushed it across the vulture's throat.
A thin red line emerged.
The vulture stared at his eyes and gradually came to his senses. He covered his throat tightly with his hands and kicked his feet, but he still couldn't stop the blood gushing!
呲呲!
The eyes of the vulture gradually dimmed, and his body fell and fell on the spot.
"I need you to come forward about the king's city."
Su Zimo pondered: "You can still suppress this matter by means of your identity."
"Well, don't worry." Ji Yaojing nodded.
Su Zimo turned and returned to the car, helped Su Hong walk out, nodded at Fairy Ji, and said: "I'm leaving."
Before 's words fell, Su Zimo had already galloped towards the distance, at an astonishing speed, in the blink of an eye, he was already on the horizon.
"Where are you going?"
the fairy fairy called out from behind.
There is no response for a long time.
Ji Yao carefully wanted to chase after her, but she also knew that at this time the Great Zhou King City needed her even more.
……
A huge fierce bird passed by over the swallow land.
This fierce bird is full of scales, burning with fine flames, with sharp eyes, looking around, wings spread out, a full dozen feet!
Ancient relic, purple flame carving!
What is amazing is that behind Zi Yandiao, there is still a seemingly ordinary coach.
There were two people sitting side by side in the car, a handsome scholar and an old man with gray hair.
These two people are Su Zimo and Su Hong who have returned to Yandi.
Su Zimo captured an ancient relic, temporarily using it as a car, and there is less trouble on the road.
The two of them passed through the 13 cities of Yan Kingdom slaughtered by the Liuli Palace, and they can still see the bones left over from that year, piled up into mountains!
, the wind and sun on the city wall, the blood stains left in the past have turned black.
Every time he passed a city, Su Hong would stop and kneel before the dead bones in front of the city.
The last city.
is the city of King Yan.
Twenty years have passed, and the prosperity of the past is no longer.
The old deceased that year is also old.
Zheng Bo, Liu Yu, Yu Chihuo, Song Qi, as well as the former mysterious armored cavalry, have been buried under this rubble.
The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the soil.
"Twenty years ago, I should be here, with you."
"My dear brothers, Su Hong, I'm back!"
Standing on this homeland, Su Hong burst into tears and was overwhelmed with grief.
Su Zimo’s eyes seemed to show a scene of people from the Liuli Palace who came here to kill.
Mortals have no power to resist in front of the cultivator, and their lives are like grass and mustards!
Su Zimo lowered his head, his expression dumbfounded.
These days, along the way, he has seen too many un-han bones.
killing, violence, hunger, displacement, sex, plunder, biting, cannibalism...
All the order has collapsed.
Human lives are more humble than ants!
The scene right now is not inferior to the **** in Buddhism!
Under the shroud of war, the most miserable and helpless are the common people under the world, these mortals without spiritual roots and unable to practice.
On these mortals, Su Zimo saw his shadow.
He was originally one of the most ordinary members.
If there is no Die Yue, there may be one among these roadside bones!
Su Zimo's move may be able to save one person, two people, or even a hundred people, but he can't save everyone.
He can't even save his loved ones!
can only watch Su Hongshouyuan run out!
On the way, Su Zimo is always thinking about a question.
Even if he comes out ten years early, what can he do?
Can he save Su Hong?
Su Hong is just a mortal after all. After twenty years, thirty years, and forty years, his lifespan is exhausted, and the two will have to go through the difference after all.
Even if he didn't offend Liuli Palace, wouldn't everyone in this world suffer such a disaster?
The war is coming, and these mortals are the first to suffer.
In front of the cultivator, mortals cannot control their own destiny at all!
Comprehensions can trample on the dignity of mortals at will.
No matter how hard a mortal struggles, it will not help.
If there was no butterfly moon back then, Su Zimo would have been killed by Zhou Dingyun, who had returned from practice.
He is lucky.
Die Yue changed his fate against the sky.
But who will change Su Hong's life?
Who will change the lives of the world?
Are these mortals who do not have spiritual roots and cannot practice, are destined to become victims of war, the rations of monsters, and the bones at the feet of cultivators?
Su Zimo is not a saint~IndoMTL.com~ He never thought of saving the world from fire and water with his own power.
He just wanted to keep his loved ones alive.
He just thought, maybe... mortals in the world should have a chance to fight against fate!
"I want to stand up!"
suddenly.
Su Zimo raised his head, clenched his fists, his eyes burst with an unprecedented light, and said slowly, his tone firm, unshakable!
"I want to break the chains of fate bound to all beings!"
"What if there is no spiritual root?"
"I want to change my life for the common people!"
"I want all sentient beings in this world to cultivate and become immortals!"
This voice resounded throughout the world, deafening and reverberating!
boom!
's voice just fell.
It was a clear sky, but there was thunder and thunder.
seemed to have alarmed the gods in the sky, and a heart-pounding coercion shrouded it, like the might of heaven, unstoppable!
at the same time.
On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, in hidden places everywhere, there are ancestors who wake up from the retreat, looking up at the sky, their faces are shocked.
in the mysterious palace. )!!