Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1061: Expecting Reunion

The bottom of the dragon valley was buried.

Su Zimo stood in the hall and looked at the two lines of handwriting on the wall, exclaiming.

If you want to be dragons of Buddhas, first be a horse and a cow.

Once the dust was born, it broke through the mountains and rivers.

Before Dieyue left, he told him that if you want to be a fellow demon, you will have to go through many hardships, but these hardships will eventually make you stronger.

Butterfly Yue's insight into the secret, long guessed that Su Zimo will face a calamity one day and fall into the bottom of this buried dragon valley, so this sentence is left.

But I'm afraid she didn't even think that after 100 years, Su Zimo returned here again, and suffered even greater suffering, and even her physical body was almost completely destroyed!

Su Zimo never regrets it.

He is going out of his way.

Not only for the world, but also for himself!

He looks forward to reuniting with Butterfly Moon.

He even looked forward to it, when he stood in front of Butterfly Moon again, it was a Su Zimo beyond Butterfly Moon's imagination!

"That must be very interesting."

Su Zimo smiled slightly.

In his heart, he wanted not only to get praise from Butterfly Moon, but also to see the surprise and joy in Butterfly Moon's eyes.

A little later, the smile on Su Zimo's face faded away, and he sighed softly.

I don't know how long I want to see Butterfly Moon.

Originally, Su Zimo wanted to come, and as his practice continued to increase, his distance from Butterfly Moon would be getting closer and closer.

But as he cultivated deeper and deeper, he felt more and more unreachable to Yueyue!

Unknowable!

Even though he has now stepped back into the virtual realm, he still can't guess, and can't feel what the cultivation of Butterfly Moon is!

Mahayana?

Cross the border?

Su Zimo shook his head slightly, denying these two speculations in his heart.

Maybe that's beyond his knowledge!

Su Zimo took a deep breath and sorted out his mood. No matter what, his way must continue.

He is still unclear about the situation of the Dragons.

When the Dragon Clan entered the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, he could no longer sense it.

This situation is very good. The two great gods cultivated independently and cultivated independently without interfering with each other.

Otherwise, everything that is happening over here will be clear, and it will certainly suffer!

The two great gods are Su Zimo, and they are of the same origin.

Su Zimo had a mysterious and mysterious feeling. As long as he wanted to, he could still establish a trace of connection with the Red Hair Yin God!

Of course, from now on, if it is not necessary, he will not alarm the dragons.

It must be the same over there.

Although it is not clear how the Dragons are actually in the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, Su Zimo estimates that there should be no problem.

As long as you can enter Taikoo Shenquan, the blood of the physical body is healed. With the real body of the dragon family, you can definitely gain a foothold in the dragon family!

On the black-haired Yuanshen side, the top priority is to reshape one's own body!

Su Zimo remembered what he had said to him in Bailianmen, and he smiled bitterly.

The words of Master Xunhuo became stubborn. He really used this storage bag.

At first, Su Zimo thought that the fire master respected the prophets.

The other day, he learned that when the old monk at the bottom of the burial dragon valley rescued the extreme fire, he discussed the matter with him.

Su Zimo took out the storage bag entrusted to him by the Extreme Fire Master, and carefully recalled the scene of the forged bone and cast body. Every detail was no doubt before he decided to start.

To forge a bone and cast a body, there must be a premise.

It is a flame with enough temperature to melt many top materials in the storage bag!

With Su Zimo's practice today, this is not yet possible.

At the beginning of Bai Lian Men, Jiu Huo Dao also used the fire of the earth in the hall to achieve this goal.

He also had to find someone to help.

The old monk of Yuanbei doesn't have many birthdays. It is better not to let him take his shot.

The only thing that can help is the red hair ghost.

At this point, Su Zimo clutched the storage bag and headed for the cemetery.

"Boy, come and talk to me?"

Before he came near, the voice of the red hair ghost had already spread.

"Your kid is so young that he has suffered so many blows and is disheartened. It is certain that he cannot think of it."

"I'll tell you, come to me and talk to me! I've been sitting here all these years all day long. The best thing is to be enlightened ..."

The Red Hairy started to chatter again and again.

He spent 10,000 years at the bottom of the burial of Longgu, among them more than 9,000 years, only he and Yuan Bei old monk!

The most terrible thing is that before the old monk, he always practiced closed chanting!

In other words, the red hair ghost didn't even have a speaker.

It is conceivable how he survived over 9,000 years, and it is justifiable to become what he is today.

Fortunately, later, Yueyue broke into this place, snatched the worry-free flower, and broke the monk's mantra.

Otherwise, the Red Hairy may have gone crazy.

"Red Mao, tell you the business."

Su Zimo opened the door and said, "I plan to reshape the flesh. You help condense a flame and melt some natural treasures."

"What's the use of rebuilding the body?"

The red-haired ghost smirked and said, "I tell you, you Yuanyuan, as a clone, just practice it for free. Anyway, you still have a real dragon race."

The Red Haired Ghost wants to make Su Zimo completely become a dragon, but this goes against Su Zimo's bottom line.

Su Zimo frowned slightly, and said, "You don't need to mention it again. The red-haired Yin God is among the Dragons and naturally belongs to the Dragons. And I, the Yuanshen, have my own plans."

"You have your own plans. What are you doing here?"

The red-haired ghost frowned.

"Do you help?"

Su Zimo asked.

"Oh, threaten me?"

The red-haired ghost sneered, "You can't help me!"

"Then I won't talk to you after that."

Su Zimo said very seriously.

This sentence was originally the most childish irritation among children, but at this time, it has a huge lethality to the red hair ghost.

"Don't introduce!"

The red-haired ghost quickly said, "You stinky boy, you know to scare me! Why don't you condense the flames, and I can't help you?"

As he said, the red hair ghost rang his finger, and a red crimson flame appeared on his fingertips. It seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Su Zimo was a little skeptical, but still took out a piece of lava spar.

He consciously controlled the lava spar and placed it on the small flame.

Huh!

Accompanied by a green smoke.

In the blink of an eye, this top-grade forged bone material was burned to ashes by this little flame!

Su Zimo: "..."

The red hairy ghost is still unaware, and proudly shows off to Su Zimo: "Look, can this flame power be all right?"

"..."

Su Zimo resisted the urge to curse, stared at his eyes, and gritted his teeth: "You power of flame, lower some!"

"Okay, no problem."

The red-haired ghost agreed.

The flames have become much smaller.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, took out a piece of lava crystal again, and placed it carefully on the flame.

call!

An instant flame ignited on the lava spar!

Just insisting on three breaths, and under Su Zimo's gaze, the lava spar disappeared again!

Su Zimo's old face turned black.

The two top treasures of heaven and earth were burned by the red hair ghost!

"Be less powerful!"

Su Zimo rubbed his teeth, and a few words popped out of his teeth.

The red hair ghost waved his hands again and again, shaking his head and said, "Can't be underestimated, this is already the least power."

(End of this chapter)