Eternal Sacred King Chapter 871: The fall of the overlord

"Don't panic, continue to gather spiritual consciousness and release the secret technique!"

A voice suddenly sounded in Su Zimo's mind.

This voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely large and pure power of the primordial spirit poured into his sea of ​​knowledge to help him stabilize the upcoming Tathagata Seal!

This primordial power, with a hint of heat, is pure and rich.

Su Zimo's primordial spirit, in front of this power, looks extremely small.

The ‘卐’ character at the center of the eyebrows has already turned into a little golden light, spreading everywhere, almost collapsed.

However, supported by the power of this primordial spirit, in Su Zimo's sea of ​​consciousness, the Sanskrit sound resounded again, and the phantom shadow of the Great Buddha was condensed.

The golden spots of light that were originally scattered are also quickly gathered back, condensed into an ancient character with great golden light!

This golden character has just arrived, and the whole world seems to be frozen!

This character is filled with a terrifying atmosphere!

The void is collapsing!

There is no power to block the path of this golden character!

Tathagata, Suppress everything!

"Ah!"

The Overlord of Xuanyang Peak screamed, with an incredible expression in his eyes.

This kind of meta-mystery technique cannot be released by a low-level monster at all!

The Overlord of Xuanyang Peak didn't have time to think about it. He urged the weak primordial spirit, and also burst out a primordial mystery technique, hitting the golden characters floating in the air.

Two meta-mysteries collided in mid-air.

But quietly!

The void at the collision is distorted!

Under Su Zimo's gaze, the meta-mystery technique of the overlord of Xuanyang Peak was gently crushed by the golden characters, suppressed into powder, and turned into invisible!

The golden characters just paused a little in mid-air, printed on the eyebrows of the Overlord of Xuanyang Peak, and instantly submerged in it, disappearing!

The overlord of Xuanyang Peak shocked.

The next moment, his gaze became a little sluggish, dimmed, his expression froze, and the breath of life on his body was quickly dissipating!

The wound on his broken arm was not suppressed by magical power.

The overlord of Xuanyang Peak fell straight down.

Boom!

The Overlord of Xuanyang Peak fell to the ground, motionless for a while. Although his eyes were round and staring, there was no gloss inside.

The python tendons on Su Zimo's body seemed to lose control and fell.

Su Zimo regained his freedom, his divine consciousness swept across the overlord of Xuanyang Peak, and all he felt was death, no life.

Su Zimo's divine sense entered the sea of ​​knowledge of the overlord of Xuanyang Peak and glanced at it, shocked.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness of the Overlord of Xuanyang Peak, almost dried up, lifeless, a primordial spirit torn apart and completely annihilated!

A party overlord, fall!

Until the time when the divine sense was recovered from the overlord of Xuanyang Peak, Su Zimo was still a little shocked, and he didn't slow down for a while.

This is the power of meta-mysticism!

Although the head of the Overlord of Xuanyang Peak is intact and has no scars, the primordial spirit inside has been shattered by the Tathagata Seal!

Of course, this is not his power.

If it hadn't been for the power of that huge and pure primordial spirit pouring in, at this time, it would be him who fell to the ground!

Su Zimo took a deep breath, tried to calm down, looked around, and tentatively shouted: "Senior?"

"Pick up this demon's storage bag and leave here first!"

This voice resounded in Su Zimo's mind again, calm and calm, and revealing some vicissitudes of life.

Su Zimo's heart was stunned.

At this time, he is still not out of danger.

The movement here is so loud that the dozen or so high-level demons who have just been thrown off may have been aware of it, and they are galloping toward this place.

The longer he stays here, the more dangerous!

His primordial spirit had just released the Tathagata Dharma Seal, and his body was beaten firmly by the overlord of Xuanyang Peak, his muscles and bones were about to split.

The soul and the body are both in their weakest moments.

There is no need for more than a dozen high-level monsters, just one, it is enough to kill him!

Su Zimo staggered, ran to the overlord of Xuanyang Peak, took off the storage bag from his waist, and put it away.

This is the storage bag of the overlord. There must be a lot of good things in it!

Su Zimo thought for a while, unloaded another leg of lamb, put it in the storage stool, looked around, and ran in one direction.

While running, Su Zimo asked in a low voice: "Senior, are you still there?"

"In."

"Where?"

"On you."

Su Zimo was taken aback and almost fell over.

This time, this person didn't transmit the sound of divine consciousness, and Su Zimo heard it clearly. This voice really came from him!

To be precise, it was his left wrist.

An aura flashed in Su Zimo's mind, and he vaguely guessed something.

At this moment, the voice suddenly sounded: "Change direction, there are two high-level monsters about two thousand miles ahead!"

Su Zimo paused quickly.

"Go to the left!"

This voice reminded again.

Su Zimo didn't hesitate, turned and ran toward the left.

It's just that his soul body is weak and very slow.

Suddenly!

From his left wrist, a huge divine consciousness burst out, wrapping his body, walking against the wind, extremely fast, and soon disappeared in place!

The wind howled.

Su Zimo relaxed, only to feel the shadow of the tree in front of him, constantly backing away.

This divine sense took him seven turns and eight turns, without knowing how much danger he had avoided, and finally stopped at the entrance of a hidden cave.

Su Zimo understood, and got in.

As soon as he entered the cave, Su Zimo looked at his left wrist with joy, and pressed his excitement, and asked softly: "Senior Jihuo, is that you?"

As soon as the voice fell, a scarlet glow flew out of the Ming Wang rosary hanging on Su Zimo's left wrist, standing still in the air.

The glow of the glow showed its true face, the size of a finger, and his body seemed to be burning with a strong breath, and his eyes were piercing. He was looking at Su Zimo with a smile.

This primordial spirit is exactly the extremely fire Daojun that Su Zimo saw under the cold pool of the Canglang Mountain Range more than a hundred years ago!

At the beginning ~IndoMTL.com~ The Supreme Fire Lord was very poisonous and was dying. He was trapped in the cold pool and could not move. He suffered for five thousand years!

Finally, after finally waiting for Su Zimo to leave him something and confess some things, then he let go of his belief in the last survival and left.

It can be said that Su Zimo was able to achieve his later achievements, and the inheritance of Jihuo Daojun at that time also helped him a lot!

Not to mention other things, Ye Ling was given to him by Jihuo Daojun.

Later, Jihuo Daojun Yuanshen became very poisonous and lost his life.

The Mingwang rosary in Su Zimo's hand generated a little warmth. Under his temptation, the soul of Jihuo Daojun turned into a stream of light and was sucked into it by the Mingwang rosary.

After that, nothing happened.

Although Su Zimo has cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm, he still can't really sacrifice the Mingwang Rosary, nor can his spiritual consciousness penetrate into it. Naturally, he doesn't know the situation inside.

Unexpectedly, Ji Huo Daojun came back from the dead, and at this critical juncture, once again saved his life!