Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1182: Xuanyu falls!
The mysterious mountain, in addition to exuding mysterious power, can control magical artifacts that absorb many metal materials, and its own weight is also extremely terrifying!
Furthermore, as his cultivation base climbs, the height and weight of Xuan Ci Mountain will increase.
Nowadays, the Xuanci Mountain is as high as more than ten meters, more than twice the height of the heaven and the earth that they have cultivated!
Such a huge mountain, all pressed on a monk, one can imagine how terrible pressure it is.
If Daojun Xuanyu is in his heyday, the pressure of Xuanci Mountain will naturally not be a threat to him.
But he had just been severely injured by the Scythe of the Sky Demon, his entire left arm was scrapped, his blood decayed, and the mysterious magnetic mountain was suppressed, almost smashing him into a mass of flesh!
Xuanyu Daojun's complexion rose purple, he held Xuanci Mountain with one arm, and his whole body was trembling.
He knows very well that he is at the end of the battle, and his life is hanging by a thread!
If it can't survive, the thousand years of practice will be ruined!
On Daojun Xuanyu's left arm, there suddenly appeared a ray of colorful glazed light, and his remaining flesh and blood began to crystallize, like jade.
In this way, the blood that originally flowed was stopped instantly!
"Get me up!"
Dao Monarch Xuanyu burst out all the strength in his body, his blood surged, and he lifted the Xuan Magnetic Mountain to the top and opened it fiercely!
Xuanci Mountain was overturned and rolled to the side.
Xuanyu Daojun felt light all over, panting heavily.
But there is a strong smell of blood in his breath.
This is a sign of severe damage to the viscera!
"Can't fight anymore!"
This thought flashed through Daojun Xuanyu's mind, and he was about to turn around and flee.
But there was a flower in front of him, a cyan light flashed, and it slammed into his face!
Xuanyu Daojun subconsciously raised his right arm to resist.
With his physical body, even if Su Zimo sacrifices the innate Taoist magic weapon, he can hold it!
Boom!
The right arm collided with this blue light, and there was a muffled noise.
Crack, click!
Immediately afterwards, a series of dense bone cracks sounded from Daojun Xuanyu's right arm.
"Ah!"
The tearing pain, instantly rushed to my heart, Daojun Xuanyu looked painful and let out a hysterical scream!
His right arm was actually shattered by this blue light!
This azure light is not an innate Taoist magic weapon.
It's a lotus platform of good fortune that is comparable to the magic weapon of the innate Taoist monarch!
Dao Monarch Xuanyu suffered successive heavy injuries, and he was already unable to separate his mind and control Lihuo.
The lotus platform of good fortune broke through the shackles of Lihuo, and under Su Zimo's control, Daojun Xuanyu was hit hard!
Even Lihuosha has fallen into Su Zimo's hands.
At this time, the Taoist Xuanyu had abolished his arms, decayed blood, and weak primordial spirit, and he had no resistance.
Failed.
Xuanyu Daojun was defeated.
Everyone looks complicated.
They really didn't expect that this battle would reach this level, and it would end in this way.
The monkey and others finally let go and let out a sigh of relief.
The little fox burst into tears and laughed, and he clapped his hands and said: "I know, the son will definitely win!"
"Mrs. Yuzhen, I won too!"
The little fox gave the woman in white triumphantly, and raised his small paw.
The woman in white smiled slightly, this time she didn't refute anything.
Su Zimo was able to win this battle, which was also beyond her expectation.
Su Zimo condensed the scene of heaven and earth, which also caused a lot of shock to her mind!
"Xuanyu, more than a hundred years ago, when you took this magical artifact from the hands of the little fox, you thought about today!"
"When you ordered the slaughter of the creatures in the 13th city of Yandi, you thought that one day you would pay for the blood, and bury the countless souls under your ruins!"
Su Zimo's expression is cold, his left hand is holding the Lihuo hood, the good fortune green lotus is surrounded by him, and he walks slowly towards the Taoist Xuanyu.
"Haha."
Xuanyu laughed and gasped: "A mortal is like an ant to my generation. What does it matter if you kill it! I didn’t expect that you still can’t understand the truth at this point in your cultivation. , Cut the mortal fate!"
"What you said is wrong!"
At this moment, Xiao Ning stood up and yelled.
"In the ancient times, the human race was declining, weak, and enslaved by the ten thousand races, and life was like grass. Later, the human race rose up to fight, the emperors rose together, and under the leadership of the emperor, they fought against the nine races and the ten thousand races. Get rid of this tragic fate and usher in the golden age."
"In that era, many predecessors and sages left behind the inheritance of cultivation, so that we can protect the world and protect the weak and small creatures! And you, as a descendant of the fairy gate, treat mortals like ants and slaughter them at will!"
"What's the difference between what you did and the former Nine Clan! Isn't that the reason for the inheritance of Liuli Palace?"
These remarks were just and awe-inspiring. Many monks present showed their shame and bowed their heads.
This is the most ironic thing.
The former strong human race drove away the nine fierce races.
The descendants of these powerful men have replaced the nine fierce races and become even more terrifying!
Whether it was the era of the rule of the ancient nine tribes, or the era of the later cultivators, the most miserable, the life like ants is still the world, weak mortals!
In today's world, as a mortal, without strong power, which one can settle down?
Practitioners can threaten them.
Monsters can threaten them.
There may even be a battle between cultivators, and countless mortals will be involved and involuntarily involved.
At the first thought of Daojun Xuanyu, the creatures of the 13th city of Yandi were slaughtered!
There is more than one thing like this?
How many common people died during the witchcraft disaster a year ago?
"This is the Heavenly Desolate Continent, where the weak will eat the strong! The mortals under the world are like a sea of smoke, how many people can you save by the wild martial arts!"
Xuanyu Daojun stared at Su Zimo and sneered.
"I never thought about saving anyone."
Su Zimo shook his head and said: "I want to stand up and help the common people. I just want to give the common people a chance to control their own destiny. I want everyone in the world to cultivate and become immortals!"
"Hahahaha!"
Xuanyu laughed, as if he heard the biggest joke in the world, and said loudly: "This is impossible! Huang Wu, you are really whimsical! This kind of thing, in ancient times, how many sages of the human race could not do it, you Why!"
"If I can do it, later generations will know, but you have no chance to see it."
Su Zimo stopped talking, and said lightly: "You, take your life."
Boom!
Su Zimo stepped forward, holding the lotus platform in his right hand, and slammed it down toward the Heavenly Spirit Cap of Taoist Xuanyu!
Wow!
A divine light flashed ~IndoMTL.com~ escaped from Daojun Xuanyu's body, looking panicked.
This is the soul of Daojun Xuanyu!
"Kill!"
Su Zimo shouted.
Lei Yin kills out!
After continuous fierce battles and heavy losses, the soul of Taoist Xuanyu is already weak.
Now being impacted by this vocal art, Daojun Yuanshen Xuanyu's figure was shaken, and he almost collapsed on the spot!
The next moment, the lotus platform of good fortune shrouded.
Puff!
The lotus platform landed, shaking Taoist Xuanyu's soul to dregs!
Xuanyu Daojun falls!