Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1069: The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Demons
Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart was shocked, and his expression changed drastically!
The scarlet face!
Su Zimo immediately thought of the **** face in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!
No wonder, when he saw the **** deep pit at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, he felt a little familiar!
Because that **** pit was originally a lake of blood!
Only more than a hundred years later, this blood lake has dried up.
Recalling that day in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters, in a sea of blood for thousands of years, Su Zimo still has lingering fears.
The situation at the time was extremely dangerous, or weird!
The seven high-level demons, equivalent to the human beings, were easily killed by bubbles floating out of the bottom of the lake!
And those bubbles were densely packed, but coincidentally, they didn't fall on him.
Although he was not sure, he vaguely guessed that these bubbles were probably made by the **** face hidden in the depths of the blood sea!
But at the time, Su Zimo didn't understand why this **** face wanted to save him.
Now, he thought of a possibility.
That is, after Die Yue shot, did not kill this blood-faced master, but let him go?
Therefore, this blood-faced owner may have realized that he has something to do with Die Yue, so he tried to rescue him.
Su Zimo asked: "This blood-faced master was let go?"
"Of course not."
The old monk Yuansei shook his head and said: "The female benefactor only said a word, on this continent, there are evil creatures like you who devour blood and cultivate, you should kill!"
"Then, this blood-faced master was killed?" Su Zimo asked.
The old monk nodded.
In this way, the possibility that Su Zimo had just thought of was directly overturned.
The owner of the blood face is dead, who is the blood face of Ten Thousand Demon Valley?
That scarlet face, why do you want to help him?
What is the relationship between these two scarlet faces?
"If it weren't for this female donor, we hadn't realized that there was such a terrible existence hidden beside us!"
The Yuanbei old monk sighed lightly.
It wasn't until this time that Su Zimo understood why Dieyue snatched the Buddhism's Most Treasure Wuyou Flower and placed it on his body. The Yuanbei old monk didn't even think about asking him to settle the accounts, but helped him everywhere.
It's not because Yuanbei old monk is afraid of Dieyue.
Instead, Die Yue's attack is equivalent to saving the Yuansei old monk and the red-haired ghost!
The red-haired ghost said: "It is precisely because of the red-robed woman's action that she said that we realized that the catastrophe ten thousand years ago was not a coincidence!"
"The blood-faced master should be the man behind the catastrophe! We are all puppets, and only he controls everything behind!"
Su Zimo groaned: "This blood-faced master is most likely the national teacher of that great empire!"
"Hmm."
The old monk said: "After the catastrophe broke out, this national teacher disappeared. No one knows his trace."
It was he who urged the great goddess to have this catastrophe!
Under that catastrophe, the Dagan Empire was destroyed and the Emperor Dagan fell.
The red-haired ghost lost his beloved son, he nearly survived his death, and repented at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
The two super sects of Daming Temple and Fahua Temple were wiped out.
After the entire catastrophe, the only beneficiary is the blood-faced master who devours blood at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley!
In Su Zimo's mind, that weird blood-colored face flashed again!
It looks like this scarlet face is smiling at him!
"This is just an illusion!"
Su Zimo shook his head vigorously!
"What's wrong?"
The old monk Yuansei noticed that Su Zimo's expression was different, his face was pale, and he asked with concern.
Su Zimo slowly said: "I have seen this **** face once."
"Huh?"
The expressions of the red-haired ghost and the old monk changed.
Su Zimo took a deep breath and talked about the thousand-year blood sea in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters.
The old monk Yuanbei and the red-haired ghost looked at each other, and both showed a look of surprise.
The red-haired ghost squinted his eyes and said: "I've heard of it. About 30,000 years ago, a great battle broke out in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters!"
"The battle was extremely tragic. It is said that not only the monsters of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, but also the monsters of the other eight regions were also involved! There were even the demon kings who fell into it!"
"It is said that that battle was called the Tribulation of Ten Thousand Demons!"
The old monk Yuanbei nodded and said: "I have heard of it too."
Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly, his expression shocked.
Speaking of which, when "Heavenly Killing Sword Art" was born, the bones he saw were the bones left over from the disaster of ten thousand demons 30,000 years ago!
Ten thousand years ago, after the catastrophe, a blood-colored human face appeared among the many bones.
Thirty thousand years ago, after the catastrophe of the Ten Thousand Demons, a blood-colored human face appeared again near the endless bones!
Is this a coincidence?
In the backyard of the main hall, the three of them fell silent, only the breeze was slow, with a little gloomy chill.
"It's no accident. The master of the blood face should have practiced the "Blood Refining Demon Sutra"."
The old monk said: "Only this kind of magic power can devour blood and practice."
Su Zimo nodded.
He has practiced "Blood Refining Demon Sutra" and knows the terrible power of this magic!
With his will, every time after release, there is a bloodthirsty desire!
The feeling of absorbing strength is so comfortable that people can sink into it step by step without knowing it!
So, after realizing this, Su Zimo never released the "Blood Refining Demon Sutra" again.
Even in the field of preaching, his life was hanging by a thread several times, but he was not released.
Su Zimo has a hunch that when he becomes dependent on the "Alchemy of Blood", he may be dead forever!
This kind of dependence must be stifled!
The old monk Yuanbei shook his head slightly and sighed: "Unexpectedly, the blood demon Daojun has fallen for tens of thousands of years, and the magic arts he created will still be passed down and have such a great impact on future generations."
In Su Zimo's mind, he couldn't help but recall the sarcophagus floating in a pool of blood that he and Ji Fairy, a kind of demon, went to the depths of the earth~IndoMTL.com~.
Recall the skeleton that crawled out of the sarcophagus!
"Blood Demon Daoist may not be dead yet."
Su Zimo looked solemnly, and said solemnly: "Or, he has come back from the dead and comes back again!"
Su Zimo recounted the scene he saw deep underground, as well as his own speculation.
The Yuanbei old monk shook his head and said: "It's impossible. The battle between the Da Ming Monk and the Blood Demon Dao Sovereign was more than 40,000 years ago. Even if he is not dead, it is impossible to live so long."
"Your speculation, there are still many unexplainable places."
The red-haired ghost also said: "For example, why are so many chains wrapped around the sarcophagus? Since there are so many decorations left, why not kill him?"
Su Zimo shook his head.
He couldn't explain these doubts.