Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1133: Dead Race and Extinction

Looking at the corpse of the Golden Devouring Gu, Su Zimo pondered a little, waved his robe sleeves, and put it away.

Although the Golden Devouring Gu has fallen and lost energy and blood, its physical body is still extremely powerful.

Like a pair of front paws of the Golden Devouring Gu, even if there is no need to sacrifice, they are also rare weapons of the gods!

One month has passed.

The miasma in this area has dissipated.

Most of them were burned out by the fire of the Samadhi Dao. Ten thousand Guze has passed, and there will be no more gu worms in the Northern Territory.

Su Zimo and Ye Ling set off on their way home.

Regarding the taboo in the mouth of the Golden Devouring Gu, although Su Zimo had a lot of curiosity and confusion in his heart, he did not take the initiative to ask.

He respects Eidolon.

If Ye Ling didn't say anything, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

It didn't take long before Eidolon chose to bring it up.

"Actually, my memory is also somewhat incomplete."

Yeling hesitated for a while and said: "But I know that in the Primordial Era, my genocide has a great connection with the Primordial Nine Races!"

"When I see the Raksha tribe, the Protoss, and the Witch tribe, in the depths of my memory, there will be hatred and murder!"

"This is the hatred of the dead!"

Yeling's eyes are cold and his tone is harsh.

When the Raksha tribe, the **** tribe, and the witch tribe were mentioned, even Su Zimo felt a palpitating heart for the murderous intent exuding from him!

But as he approached, there was another sadness in Ye Ling’s eyes, and he whispered: "I can feel it. My people are all dead. My father and mother are also dead. Up."

"In this world, I don't have a tribe."

The Eidolon’s loneliness may be difficult for others to appreciate.

Su Zimo dare not imagine what a bleak scene would be if he were the only human race left on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

I'm afraid, he can't bear it at all and will collapse completely.

Yeling is always indifferent, and rarely sees such complex emotions in his body.

Su Zimo patted him on the shoulder, and softly comforted: "Perhaps, there are no blood-connected people by your side, but you still have us, and brothers such as monkeys and Linghu!"

"Yes."

Ye Ling nodded and said: "I still have you, so I dare not expose my race and show others in my own body. My enemy is the Raksha tribe, the **** tribe, the witch tribe, and maybe there are More, I..."

The Eidolon did not continue.

But Su Zimo could hear that Ye Ling was worried about injuring them.

"We are the brothers of worship."

Su Zimo's eyes were firm, and he smiled and said: "Don't say your enemy is the Raksha tribe, the Protoss, and the Witch tribe. Even if we face the ancient nine tribes, we will stand by your side!"

"Even if we are enemies in the world, we will fight side by side with you!"

Eye Ling clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and nodded heavily.

Over the years, although he has become brothers with Su Zimo and others, he has suffered from gains and losses, and his spirit is depressed.

He likes to stay with Su Zimo and others.

But he was also worried that he would bring these brothers to the extreme!

Untie the knot, Eidolon became much more excited.

The problem of Gu worms was solved, and the two of them walked towards Da Zhou, talking and laughing, without worrying about it.

One month ago.

The Northern Territory suffered from the scourge of witch gu, lifeless, and the remains of corpses that were scoured by gu insects could be seen everywhere.

Now that the two of them have traveled all the way, they can clearly feel that the Northern Territory is gradually regaining its vitality and vitality!

Everything is starting to get better.

While passing through a city, the two even ran into a Da Zhou cultivator who came to cast spells to spread rain, rain rain, and resolve the evil of witchcraft.

"This time I lost Xiao Ning."

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo's face showed a smile unconsciously.

"Hmm."

Ye Ling nodded and said: "In the past few years, Xiao Ning has no idea how many people have been saved."

"Oh?"

Su Zimo turned his eyes slightly, curious, and asked: "By the way, I don't know yet. How did you come here for over a hundred years?"

Since the separation of Vientiane City, they have not seen each other for more than 100 years.

In recent years, Xiao Ning has never returned to Zhongzhou.

So that at the Qianhe Tea Party ten years ago, Su Zimo reunited with Fatty, Leng Rou and others, but did not see Xiao Ning and Ye Ling.

Ye Ling said: "She has been saving people."

"Save people?"

Su Zimo was slightly startled.

Ye Ling said: "She worshipped Su Hong, and after she left Pingyang Town, she walked on the land of the Northern Territory. Every time she passed by one place, she temporarily settled down and tried her best to treat the patients there."

"As a disciple of the Danyang Sect, she has also received the inheritance of the Danchizong. Naturally, there is no difficulty in healing mortals."

"This rescue is more than a hundred years. Over the years, we don't know how many places we have traveled, nor how many mortals she has saved. It is uncountable."

Ye Ling whispered about these things in a flat tone.

But Su Zimo felt distressed.

Su Hong's death has an even greater impact on Xiao Ning than he imagined!

Xiao Ning was unable to save Su Hong in time, and even before Su Hong died, she did not accompany him. This kind of regret made Xiao Ning unable to let go.

For a hundred years, Xiao Ning has been saving people.

This is also her salvation for herself.

Those mortals rescued by Xiao Ning are actually a microcosm of Su Hong!

Xiao Ning is using this method to make up for the regret in her heart.

Su Hong's death not only affected Xiao Ning, but also had a great impact on Su Zimo.

Accurately speaking, the reason that Su Zimo wants to establish a way, so that all beings can practice and become immortals, is to see Su Hong grow old, and he can do nothing!

Su Zimo never thought about saving the common people.

He just wants the people around him to live well.

If possible, he also wants to give sentient beings a chance.

A chance to change your destiny!

Finally, Ye Ling smiled, with a trace of admiration rising on his face, and said: "In the realm of cultivation, your reputation as a wild martial artist may be famous. But among the mortals in the Northern Territory, Xiao Ning can Much more famous than you."

"Fortunately, Xiao Ning took action this time around the witchcraft disaster. Otherwise, I don't know how much disaster it will cause."

Su Zimo also sighed with emotion.

If there is merit in this world~IndoMTL.com~ this is the supreme merit!

It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that to save one's life, it is better than to build a seven-level Buddha.

The merit of Xiao Ning's body is immeasurable!

At this moment, a huge ancient city emerged in front of it.

In the city, there are busy traffic, full of voices, and excitement.

In a corner of the city, I saw a group of people surrounding it. There was an old man wearing a long gown with a Confucian crown on his head, ruddy and leaning on the back of his chair.

The old man pressed the gavel with his left hand and shook a folding fan with his right hand.

Su Zimo's eyes turned, falling on the old man, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

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