Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1069

Hearing here, Su Zimo's heart shook and his expression changed greatly!

Scarlet face!

Su Zimo thought of the scarlet human face that once appeared in the thousand seas of blood in the Wan Yao Valley for the first time!

No wonder, when he saw the deep **** pit at the bottom of the Dragon Valley, he felt a little familiar!

Because the **** deep pit was originally a lake of blood!

Only a hundred years later, this lake of blood dried up.

Recalling the scene in the Wan Yao Valley that day in the thousand years of blood, Su Zimo still had a lot of fear.

The situation at the time was extremely dangerous, or treacherous!

Seven high-level demons, equivalent to the human-like princes of law, were killed by the bubbles floating on the bottom of the lake easily!

And those bubbles were densely packed, but coincidentally did not fall on him.

Although he was not sure, he vaguely guessed that these bubbles were probably caused by the **** face hidden in the depths of the blood sea!

But at that time, Su Zimo didn't understand why this scarlet face was trying to save him.

Now, he thought of a possibility.

That is, after Dieyue shot, he did not kill the blood-faced master, but let him go?

Therefore, the blood-faced owner may realize that he has something to do with Dieyue, so he rescued him.

Su Zimo asked: "The blood-faced master was let go?"

"of course not."

The old sad monk shook his head and said, "The female donor only said one word. On this continent, you have such evils that eat blood and practice, you should kill!"

"Then the blood-faced master was killed?" Su Zimo asked.

Old sad monk nodded.

In this way, the possibility that Su Zimo had only thought of was directly overturned.

The blood-faced master is dead, who is the blood-stained face of Wan Yaogu?

Why did you help him with that scarlet face?

What's the relationship between these two scarlet faces?

"If it wasn't for this female donor, we wouldn't have realized that there was such a terrible existence on our side!"

The old sad monk sighed.

Until this time, Su Zimo came to understand why Die Yue snatched the Buddhism treasure Worry-Free Flower and put it on his body. The Yuanbei monk did not think of asking him to settle accounts, but helped him everywhere.

It's not because the old monk is afraid of the butterfly moon.

Instead, this shot of Dieyue saved the old monk and the red hair ghost!

The red hair ghost said: "It is precisely because of this shot by the woman in the red robe that what we said made us realize that the catastrophe ten thousand years ago was not a coincidence!"

"The blood-faced master should be the driving force behind that catastrophe! We are all puppets, and only he controls everything behind him!"

Su Zimo groaned: "This blood-faced master is most likely the master of the Dagan Empire!"

"Ok."

The vicious old monk said: "After the catastrophe broke out, this teacher disappeared. No one knows his whereabouts."

It was he who encouraged Daqian Tianzi to have this later catastrophe!

Under that catastrophe, the Dagan Empire collapsed and the Dagan Emperor fell.

The red-haired ghost lost his beloved, and died alive, and confessed himself at the bottom of the dragon valley.

Daming Temple and Fahua Temple, the two super gates, were also wiped out.

The whole catastrophe came down, and the only beneficiary was the blood-faced master who swallowed the blood to practice at the bottom of Dragon Valley!

Su Zimo's mind flashed that weird human face again!

It looks like this **** face is smiling at him!

"It's just an illusion!"

Su Zimo shook his head hard!

"what happened?"

The old sad monk noticed that Su Zimo had a different look, his face pale, and asked with concern.

Su Zimo said slowly: "I have seen this **** face once."

"Ok?"

The appearance of the red hair ghost and the old monk changed.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and said something about the thousand years of blood and sea in Wangu Valley.

The old monk and the red hair ghost both looked at each other with a look of suspicion.

The red-haired ghost narrowed his eyes, and condensed, "I've heard of it. About 30,000 years ago, a war broke out in Wanyao Valley!"

"The battle was extremely fierce. It is said that not only the demon clan in Wangu Valley, but also other demon clan of the Eight Realms, were involved! Even the demon emperor fell into it!

"It is said that the battle was called the robbery of all demons!"

The old monk nodded and nodded, and said, "I also heard something."

Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly, his expression shocked.

That said, when the "Sword of Heavenly Sword" was born, the bones he saw should be the bones left over from the 10,000 Devil's Heist 30,000 years ago!

Thousands of years ago, after the great calamity, a blood-stained face appeared among the corpses.

Thirty thousand years ago, after the devastation of Wan Yao, a **** face appeared again near the endless bones!

Is this a coincidence?

In the backyard of the main hall, the three were silent, only the breeze slowly, with a little murky chill.

"Unsurprisingly, this blood-faced master should be practicing the" Book of Blood Demon "."

The vicious old monk said: "Only such magical powers can devour the blood and practice."

Su Zimo nodded.

He has practiced the Book of Blood Refining Demon and knows the horror of this magic!

With his will, after every release, there is a bloodthirsty desire!

The feeling of drawing strength is too comfortable, it can make people unknowingly sink into it step by step!

Therefore, after realizing this, Su Zimo never released the Book of Alchemy.

Even in the preaching place, he had been on the line several times without release.

Su Zimo had a hunch. When he relied on the Book of the Blood-Lengning Magic Scriptures, he might have lost everything!

This sense of dependence must be strangled!

The vicious old monk slightly shook his head and sighed: "I did not expect that the Blood Demon Lord fell for tens of thousands of years, and the magical powers he created still pass down, and have had such a great impact on future generations.

In Su Zimo's mind, he couldn't help thinking of the sarcophagus floating in the pool of blood that he and Ji fairies and a number of demon went deep into the ground.

Recall the skull that crawled out of the sarcophagus!

"Bloodlord Tao may not be dead."

Su Zimo looked dignified, and said in a deep voice: "Or, he has come back from the dead and is back!"

The scene that Su Zimo will see deep in the ground, and his own speculations, are all told again.

"I heard you mention this, but the battle between Da Ming Monk and the Blood Demon Daojun was already more than 40,000 years ago. How could the Blood Demon Daojun live so long? With that Ming Wang Rosary?" Yuan The sad old monk frowned slightly.

"There are many things you can't explain."

The red hairy ghost also said, "For example, why is that sarcophagus wrapped with many chains? Since so many arrangements can be left, why not kill him?"

Su Zimo shook his head.

He also couldn't explain these doubts.

(End of this chapter)