Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1477: Enter Kunlun

Pure text ㈢㈢novel network ωωω.ЗЗχм has the fastest text update speed

Yan Beichen stroked the Lihen Demon Knife next to him, and whispered softly: "If I wasn't Lihen, would you still follow me?"

Zheng Zheng!

Li Hen Modao seemed to be able to understand Yan Beichen's words, contending and trembling.

It has already determined that Yan Beichen is its master, no matter whether Yan Beichen is Lihen or Shura, it will go with life and death!

"Good!"

The light in Yan Beichen's eyes gradually rose, and he proudly said: "My Shura, in this life, I will take you to the upper realm to take a look! My Shura, I will also change my fate against the sky and change my life and death!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Beichen bowed deeply to the storyteller and said, "Thank you, senior."

The old storyteller nodded slightly and looked happy.

He really valued Yan Beichen very much.

In his mind, Yan Beichen's achievements may be even higher than that of the Demon Emperor Li Hate!

Yan Beichen turned his head to look at Su Zimo, and said solemnly: "Zimo, I won't be with you on my trip to Kunlun Ruins, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, brother."

Su Zimo nodded.

Yan Beichen has his own way.

If he followed Su Zimo to Kunlun Ruins, he might be at a loss.

Now, seeing that Yan Beichen is unharmed, Su Zimo is also completely relieved, there is no need to stay in Xuanji Palace.

"Zimo, I..."

As soon as Fairy Ji spoke, Su Zimo already understood her intentions.

Su Zimo smiled and shook his head, and said: "It doesn't have to be that way, you are a prime woman in this life, how can you run to Kunlun Ruins with me casually."

"If Su Nvzong knows about this, I am afraid I will be hunted down by the strong of Su Nvzong."

Jihuo also nodded and said: "Don't worry, Nianqi and I will accompany Zimo, we can always take care of each other."

"Master, Nianqi, don't follow me."

Su Zimo said solemnly: "This Kunlun Ruins is not a good place, you don't need to accompany me to commit dangers."

"What does this say?"

Jihuo glared at him, patted the storage bag, and said: "You kid, don't be affectionate. I have a treasure map. I went to Kunlun Market for this treasure map!"

"My son, I have already come, you can't drive away."

Nian Qi pursed his lips and smiled.

Su Zimo stopped talking, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and all the affection was in silence.

Since he has decided to leave, Su Zimo did not delay any longer, bid farewell to Shi Jian and the others, and was ready to leave.

The old storyteller said: "You still have the blood vine tribe's killing order. If you leave the mysterious palace, you will be seen by the blood vine tribe."

"I will tear up the space and take you directly."

The old storyteller said as he stretched out his palm, he stroked the void in front of his eyes.

The void seemed to be pierced by some sharp blade, splitting a huge gap, which was dark and deep, with gusts of wind.

The old storyteller flicked his robes and rolled up the three of Su Zimo, Jihuo, and Nianqi, and jumped into the crack.

"Old man, take me, and I will take a look."

When the crack was about to close, Lin Xuanji called out, pulled the sleeve of the old storyteller's robe, and jumped in.

The sky is spinning around.

This feeling is like using a large shifting talisman, and the eyes are dim, there is no light, and it is difficult to breathe.

It feels like just a dozen breaths, Su Zimo and others feel lightened all over, their eyes are bright, and they finally see the light again.

Although their feet are down to earth, everyone's hearts are a bit heavy and extremely depressing!

Everyone looked subconsciously, and couldn't help being stunned on the spot, their faces shocked!

In front of everyone, there is a rolling mountain range. Some mountain ranges seem to have been smashed in half by some violent collision!

Some mountains are mostly broken.

Between this mountainous wasteland, there are corpses and bones covered, shocking!

Some bones have not been decayed so far, they have maintained their original form, their bodies are long and long, they are more than a thousand feet long, and they look like a dragon lying on the back!

This is a dragon skeleton!

A dragon of more than a thousand feet long, which means that this is a real ancestral dragon!

Only on the edge of Kunlun Ruins, everyone saw the corpse of an ancestral **** dragon!

It's hard to imagine how tragic the War of the Ancients should be!

The crowd looked around.

At the sight, among these numerous bones, there are not only the corpses of the dragons, but also the corpses of the other fierce races, and there are many inexplicable corpses of creatures, covering the entire mountain range!

Such a scene is too shocking.

The breath radiating from this ruin is too depressing and gloomy.

If Dao's heart is unstable, in such an environment, it is very easy to have a mental breakdown!

Jihuo looked at the scene in front of him, as if thinking of something, and sighed softly: "Back then, more than a dozen of us came to explore this treasure. Unexpectedly, I was the only one who survived."

"One of the Daoists, not long after entering Kunlun Ruins, Dao Xin collapsed."

Pause for a while, Ji Huo sighed again: "Actually, if I hadn't met Zimo, I would have died a long time ago."

"What I have experienced over the years is really embarrassing in retrospect."

The old storyteller looked at the ruins and was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Zimo, you practice well in Kunlun Ruins. Don't worry about Tianhuang Continent. I will try my best to deal with all the fierce races. Try to gain time for you as much as possible."

Su Zimo nodded.

He is going to Kunlun Ruins, his life and death are unknown, and his future is uncertain.

Even he himself doesn't know whether he can come back alive or when he can return to the sky.

"Senior, you also take care!"

Su Zimo bowed deeply to the storyteller.

"Brother Su, I am waiting for you to come back."

Farewell is imminent, and Lin Xuanji, who is cynical, feels unwilling to give up.

Su Zimo waved his hand and stepped into Kunlun Ruins with Jihuo and Nianqi!

The three of them walked very slowly, their spirits looked around, their spirits tense, for fear of accidents.

The old storyteller always looked at the three people outside Kunlun Ruins, and he didn't come back to his senses until the three of them disappeared.

"Old man, why have you suddenly become a little sentimental."

Lin Xuanji frowned and asked.

He knows too much about the storyteller.

He can feel the pessimism in the heart of the storyteller!

"With the talent of Brother Su, who has the real body of Dragon and Phoenix, and the real body of Qinglian, if he grows up, the fierce race is definitely not an opponent!"

Lin Xuanji is very optimistic.

The storyteller shook his head slightly and said, "I'm afraid, there is not much time left."

"If I wait another 10,000 years, I believe that Huang Wu will surely reach the top and become an existence comparable to the emperor."

"But now there are more and more conflicts between the evil race and the realm of cultivation, and the movements of the evil race are becoming more frequent. This last battle is coming soon!"

Lin Xuanji's heart was stunned, and he asked: "Old man, how long do you expect to be?"

"No more than a hundred years at most~IndoMTL.com~The voice of the old storyteller is full of heaviness.

One hundred years!

Lin Xuanji finally understands why the storyteller is so pessimistic.

A hundred years is too short!

For the cultivator, a hundred years is fleeting!

Not to mention stepping into the Mahayana realm, Su Zimo is already very good at raising a small realm.

Take a step back and think, even if Huang Wu stepped into the Mahayana realm, how could he fight against the strong and powerful kings?

The storyteller murmured softly: "Do your best and obey the fate."

Set up one, add more tomorrow

End of this chapter

м.③③χs.cóм worthy of collection by book friends