Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1472: Kunlun Ruins

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Even though Su Zimo and Ji Fairy are hiding in the library, they can still sense the outside scene by using their spiritual knowledge.

The two looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes!

The power of the Mahayana realm is completely detached from other realms!

Below the Golden Core Realm, most of them fight with melee and spiritual skills.

Above the Golden Core Realm, there are many more methods, such as spells, secret arts, heaven and earth, and the battle of the souls.

For Mahayana ancestors, the most powerful thing is supernatural power!

Supernatural powers are also the greatest sign that distinguishes them from the strong and powerful in the ancestral realm!

The magical powers that the old storyteller unleashed casually seemed to be nothing, but its power was extremely terrifying.

Even the ancestors of the blood vine tribe, their bodies were torn into a cloud of blood!

"It's okay, come out."

Just as Su Zimo was thinking about it, the old storyteller's voice sounded, and the door of the library opened in response.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me."

Su Zimo came to the old storyteller and bowed deeply.

"It's okay."

The old storyteller shook his head slightly, but there was still a trace of worry between his brows.

Su Zimo's heart moved, vaguely guessing something, and tentatively asked: "Senior, Xuanji Palace can't resolve the killing order on me, right?"

"Hmm."

The storyteller did not hide it, and nodded.

Su Zimo suddenly recalled the scene when the blood ancestor came outside the mysterious palace, and the blood ancestor didn't seem to be sure he was in the mysterious palace!

At this moment, I only heard that Old Man Shu explained: "Seeing the killing order on your body, I used a magical power to temporarily ban your breath and deceive the heavens!"

Su Zimo is stunned.

After the old storyteller cried out unpleasantly, he waved his hands in front of him, and an extremely vast force filled the sky above the Palace of Profound Ji.

It turns out that the storyteller had already released a magical power at that time!

The old storyteller said: "Under the cover of this magical power, even the Mahayana ancestor of the fierce race will never find you, but..."

Pause for a while, and the old storyteller said: "If the emperor of the Bloodvine Clan comes, or the emperor of the Skyeye Clan comes, I am afraid I can't hide this magical power."

Su Zimo's eyes darkened.

On this deserted continent, the storyteller, as the emperor, is definitely one of the most powerful monks he has encountered so far.

But even the old storyteller has nothing to do with Xuanji Palace.

This means that even other sects, like Misty Peak, Bailian Sect, there is no other way!

Although the Tianhuang Continent is big, there is this killing order, but there is no place for him!

"What should I do?"

Ji Yaojing was a little anxious, and asked: "Senior, you have a lot of magical powers, you must have a way."

"Senior, since Xuanji Palace has nothing to do, I will leave tomorrow."

Su Zimo thought a little, and said in a deep voice.

In all fairness, Su Zimo has no clue, and doesn't know where he should go next.

But if he stays in the mysterious palace, there will be no benefit in addition to implicating the mysterious palace in.

"Unexpectedly, the Battle of Six Star Mountain would have brought me into such a situation."

Su Zimo murmured in his heart.

Although he got Worry-Free Wood, he was also ordered to kill him. He would always be chased by the Bloodvine Clan. There was no time and no place for him to refine and practice!

The ending of this Qinglian body is probably already doomed.

This is a dead end without a solution!

The storyteller's eyes were deep, looking at Su Zimo, he suddenly asked, "Do you regret it?"

"Huh?"

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that the old storyteller was asking him whether he regretted the battle at Six Star Mountain.

Su Zimo laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "I don't regret it, even if I do it again, I will kill Six Star Mountain!"

"It's worthy of being Huang Wu."

The storyteller nodded in satisfaction and exclaimed.

"Actually, it is not impossible to break the death order on you and break this deadlock." The storyteller said suddenly.

Su Zimo was overjoyed, and asked quickly: "Senior, please tell me."

The storyteller squinted his eyes and slowly said: "There is an unknown land on this barren continent. Even the Mahayana ancestors, the emperors dare not set foot!"

"Huh?"

Su Zimo asked: "The kings of all the fierce races dare not set foot?"

"There is a forbidden place for the major fierce races!"

The old storyteller speaks surprisingly.

In the world of comprehension, there is a saying that the nine human races are forbidden. In fact, they correspond to the habitats of the nine fierce races.

Now, Su Zimo heard for the first time that there is a place on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, which is a forbidden place for the fierce race, and even the fierce emperor dare not set foot!

"Senior, did you mean there..."

Ji Yaoxue seemed to have thought of something, and subconsciously looked towards the west.

"Not bad."

The storyteller nodded and said: "The land of the extreme west, Kunlun Ruins!"

"Kunlun Ruins."

Su Zimo murmured softly.

The name is extremely strange to him.

"What exactly is there?"

Su Zimo couldn't help asking.

"No one knows what is there or what is there."

The storyteller shook his head and said: "But it is certain that there is the final battlefield of the War of the Ancients!"

Battle of the Ancients!

Su Zimo's heart was shocked.

The storyteller said in a deep voice: "To be precise, it was originally called Kunlun, and it was called Kunlun Ruins by later generations because of an earth-shattering battle that turned into a huge ruin."

"According to legend, in the War of the Ancients, Taboo Dragon Phoenix and Taboo Kunpeng led eight fierce races and countless races to attack Kunlun and fought against the ten thousand races led by Taboo Zhizhen."

"Huh? Wait!"

Su Zimo's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Senior, should it be the nine fierce races?"

The old storyteller shook his head and said: "According to the records of Grand Master Linglong, at the beginning of the ancient times, there seemed to be only eight fierce tribes."

"The Protoss only appeared in the late period of the ancient times. At the time of the war of the ancient times, it was not a climate."

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that something unusual seemed to be hidden in it, but for a while, he couldn't understand it, and he didn't have a clue.

The War of the Ancients described by the storyteller ~IndoMTL.com~ is somewhat different from that of the elder of the candle dragon clan.

After all, it was a matter of time immemorial.

Don't say that the battle has been eternally old, even if it was the Tribulation of the Ten Thousand Demons and the Tribulation of the Stars 20,000 to 30,000 years ago, it would be difficult to know the truth.

The only certainty is that the War of the Primordial Ancients is indeed extremely tragic, much more tragic than the battle between the human race and the nine fierce races in the ancient times!

Countless races were killed in the Primordial War!

The three major taboos were indeed lost in that battle!

As a result, the vitality of the nine fierce races was greatly injured.

Since the ancient times, it ended.

After that, we entered the ancient era, and the human race took advantage of the trend to rise, and the cultivation civilization gradually prospered, ushering in a glorious and prosperous age, and finally broke out the ancient war with the nine fierce races.

End of this chapter

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