Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1217: Regression

In the preaching place, the news of Su Zimo's appearance quickly spread throughout the realm of cultivation.

In the depths of a bamboo forest in the mountains, there is a simple wooden house.

"It's a pity that my brother Su, in order to establish martial arts and change lives for the world, I was so tired that my life was exhausted!"

At the door of the wooden house, a man with a cold look leaned against it, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "I don't know whether this matter is worth it or not."

In the wooden house, a woman in white shirt walked out, holding a bowl of steaming soup and handing it to the man.

The man took it naturally.

The woman in white shirt sat next to the man, looking at the man’s face, with a look of pity, and a little reproachfully said: "What about him, don't you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

The man asked in surprise.

The white-shirted woman said: "You gave me that nine-turn resurrection pill, and your own soul wounds have not healed up to now..."

Pause for a while, the woman in white shirt pursed her mouth and asked: "Is it worth it?"

"Haha!"

The man laughed, raised his head and drank the soup medicine in the bowl, and said: "Of course it is worth it. Someone has been taking care of me over the years, and the sect will not return!"

"You..."

The woman in the white shirt flushed, her face was ashamed and angry, and she slapped the man on the shoulder.

But immediately, the woman in the white shirt looked sad, then sighed slightly, saying: "The wound of the soul is the most difficult to heal. I don't know if there is any solution to it."

"I can't find it."

The man murmured.

"Nonsense!"

The woman in the white shirt frowned and said: "The soul of the soul cannot be healed, and your cultivation is difficult to improve, and your combat power is greatly reduced. How can this be done!"

"My soul is healed, you must go back."

The man asked seemingly casually.

The woman in the white shirt smiled, a soft color flashed across her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the man was worried about this.

She nestled gently beside the man and murmured: "Don't worry, the so-called fairy gate, the people there have completely chilled me, and I will never go back again."

Bailianmen.

Jihuo Da Neng stood at the door of the main hall, listening to the news from the disciples under the door, without speaking for a long time.

"Master, mourning."

Aquamarine Dao Jun Dao: "Uncle Shi, he left the martial arts inheritance, even if he died, it is a good death, no regrets."

Extremely hot and mighty silently.

Even though he watched life and death all over, he heard the news that Su Zimo's Shouyuan was about to die, still a wave of grief surged in his heart.

Longhu Pavilion.

"What!"

The lord of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion stood up with a violent excitement, his gaze was great, and he stared at the disciple below, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure Huang Wu has only fifty years of life left?"

"It's true!"

The Dragon Tiger Pavilion nodded and said: "It's not just me, many monks have found out outside the Three Tribulations domain, and I can't be wrong!"

"In that case, Huang Wu's life is coming soon?"

The lord of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion sat back slowly, his expression still a little suspicious.

Since more than ten years ago, the six combined powers were annihilated, the word Huangwu has been frightening for him over the years!

He was afraid that one day, Huang Wu stepped into the realm of law and came to the door!

According to the patriarch of the sect, if Huang Wu stepped into the realm of the law, I am afraid that no one can resist!

Now, after only ten years, the news that Huang Wu Shouyuan is about to die suddenly spread, and the lord of Longhu Pavilion can't believe it.

This enemy, who made him restless and frightened, is already dying?

"Sovereign?"

The monk below pondered a little and asked, "Could it be this Huangwu who knows how to confuse us to confuse us?"

"This is not necessary."

The lord of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion shook his head in denial.

Pause for a while, Longhuge Sect Master said again: "However, Huang Wu is not dead after all, and he has fifty years of life left! This means that he still has a chance to step into the Dharma Realm!"

"If he stepped into the realm of Dharma and his lifespan soared to ten thousand years, he would come alive!"

"This is impossible."

Beside the lord of the Dragon and Tiger Pavilion, a sect elder shook his head and said: "Don't say that he has only fifty years of life left. Even if he has five hundred years of life left, it will be difficult to break through the realm. Up."

"That said, I still don't worry."

Sect Master Longhu Pavilion squinted his eyes, and said: "After all, he is a wild martial artist, a wild martial artist! It is not surprising that anything happens to him!"

"What are your plans?"

The sect elder asked.

"Go to inquire about the news again and see what Huang Wu will do next."

Sect Master Longhu Pavilion said: "If there is a chance, kill him! After all, he still has 50 years of life left, so I can't give him any chance!"

"Sect Master, are you afraid to offend the Mahayana ancestor behind him?"

The sect elder frowned and said: "At the beginning, the six combined powers were able to encircle and kill Huangwu, and they were already engaged in evil with them. Now that you make another shot, I am afraid that there will be no more room for maneuver with Huangwu."

"Huh!"

The lord of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion sneered and said: "Elder Sun, you are too courageous! This time I shot, it is completely justified, even the Mahayana ancestor behind Huang Wu, can't be angry with me!"

"Huangwu is still returning to the Void Realm now, I will send the monks from the Void Returning Realm of the sect to come to the door openly to challenge, this is not a big bully!"

The sect elder shook his head and said nothing.

Although he is the elder of Dragon Tiger Pavilion, he secretly made a vicious voice in his heart.

Huang Wu is indeed in the Void Returning Realm, but he is already 4,950 years old, his life is almost exhausted, his energy and blood are declining, and he has almost no combat power.

Nowadays, I am afraid that any Taoist who returns to the Void can kill him!

This is Yangmou!

"The Huang Wu is at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, and there are still fifty years of his life left, and it is estimated that he will not come out again."

Elder Longhuge shook his head and said: "I'm afraid that even if you have this mind, there is no chance."

"I will not force this matter."

Longhuge Sect Master waved his hand and said: "If there is no chance, then forget it, I can't go to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley and kill people."

……

The bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.

Su Zimo returned to this familiar courtyard.

The Yuanbei old monk was waiting there early.

The two old men looked at each other.

Su Zimo laughed suddenly.

His condition looks a bit worse than the old monk of Yuansei!

This proves that at least the remaining lifespan of the old Yuansei monk will be more than fifty years old.

Looking at Su Zimo's smile, the Yuansei old monk couldn't smile.

"Tired~IndoMTL.com~Go and get a good night's sleep."

The Yuanbei old monk sighed softly.

"Good."

Su Zimo nodded and agreed.

In these years, he has never had a rest.

The deduction in the stone statue cemetery, even if I was exhausted, only took a nap.

Now, returning to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, he can finally sleep well.

Su Zimo walked into the main hall and fell to the ground, returning sinkingly, breathing calmly.

The old monk Yuanbei turned around and returned to the cemetery in the backyard.

The red-haired ghost grinned and looked triumphant, and said: "This is the fate, this kid's Qinglian body was martyred, and I will only be a member of the dragon clan from now on!" 2k reading net