Eternal Sacred King

All kinds of thoughts flashed, and the thin palm of the old monk guarding the tomb was already patted on the chest of the martial arts deity.

The martial arts deity can't move, and is ready to fall here.

With the strength of the old monk guarding the tomb, with such a palm shot, even if he condenses out of the cave and possesses a perfect martial arts body, he will definitely not be able to hold it!

But when the palm of the old monk guarding the tomb fell, the martial arts deity did not feel any pain.

To be precise, the old monk guarding the tomb just gave him a light push.

The martial arts deity stood on the edge of the ancient well. Pushed like this by the old monk guarding the tomb, his body became uncontrollable and lost his balance. He plunged into the dark and gloomy ancient well!

The figure of the martial arts deity was swallowed by darkness, and he was falling into an endless dark abyss.

The surrounding ancient cities and wells seem to disappear in a flash!

Only the old monk guarding the tomb is still there.

The old monk guarding the tomb came to the edge of the dark abyss, looked down, and looked at the falling martial arts deity.

The old monk at the tomb guards the corner of his mouth slightly, pulling on his wrinkled old face, as if a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Deep in the muddy eyes of the old monk guarding the tomb, a strange touch passed.

In the next moment, the martial arts deity was completely swallowed by darkness, and there was nothing in sight.

At the same time, he also completely lost contact with Qinglian's real body!

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Qingxiao fairyland, the Warring States Period.

People's palace.

Su Zimo shook his whole body in the fairy mist, clenched his fists subconsciously, and stood up suddenly, his expression furious.

The martial arts deity entered the big **** of Abi, and Qinglian's attention was always placed on the martial arts deity.

After the martial arts deity refining the jailing cauldron, he is equivalent to taking charge of Abi Hell.

Even if the martial arts deity is in the Hell of Abi, even after entering the Great Hell of Abi, there is still a sense between the two real bodies.

Therefore, everything that the martial arts deity experienced in the great **** of Abi, Qinglian's real body is clear, as if he was on the scene.

Therefore, when the martial arts deity was pushed into the dark abyss by the old monk guarding the tomb, the true body of Qinglian was so gloomy.

He has completely lost his sense of martial arts deity!

Su Zimo's face was a bit ugly.

The martial arts deity has just condensed into the sky, the true martial arts body is perfect, and even the methods of the next realm of martial arts have a deduction direction.

Unexpectedly, in the great **** of Abi, he would encounter such a disaster without delusion, life and death are uncertain.

Su Zimo didn't expect that in the depths of Abi Great Hell, he would encounter the old monk guarding the tomb!

He didn't even expect that the old monk guarding the tomb would directly push him into the abyss of darkness without saying a word!

At this moment, Su Zimo felt strange, and he looked at it subconsciously.

Not far away, Ren Huang Lin Zhan and Linglong Immortal King were looking at him with worried and concerned eyes.

His mind was attentive, and he had just been immersed in the body of the martial arts deity, and it was only then that Su Zimo was relieved, recalling that he was in the royal palace.

"In the next day, Su Zimo will pay respect to Senior Human Sovereign."

Su Zimo suppressed his emotions, took a deep breath, and bowed forward to salute.

Lin Zhan nodded slightly.

The Immortal King Linglong looked worried. He seemed to see that there was something serious about Su Zimo, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Su Zimo gave a strong smile.

Even if it was said about this matter, Human Sovereign and Linglong Immortal King had nothing to do.

In the great **** of Abi, even the emperor could not get out, let alone the unhealed human emperor and the exquisite fairy king of Xiaocheng Dongtian.

"How long have I been here?"

Su Zimo noticed that Ren Huang Lin Zhan had already recovered from his cultivation, and realized that a lot of time had just passed.

"Seven days have passed."

Linglong Immortal King said: "We saw that you were in a certain state, as if you were experiencing something, so we didn't bother."

Su Zimo sighed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the martial arts deity's tour in the great **** of Abi seemed short, but in fact seven days have passed.

In the big **** of Abi, I really couldn't feel the passage of time.

"Two seniors, have you heard of the grave guard?"

Su Zimo pondered a little and asked.

The Emperor and the Immortal King Linglong thought about it carefully, their expressions were a little dazed, they looked at each other and shook their heads slowly.

Su Zimo had expected it.

Yunzhu reads ancient books and knows ancient and modern. He has never heard of the tomb guard, and Renhuang and Linglong have never heard of it. It is reasonable.

"Senior Human Sovereign, how is your injury?"

Su Zimo asked again.

In the final analysis, Human Sovereign's current injuries were caused by the human race in Tianhuang Continent in the first place, and the Human Sovereign forced the lower realm at all costs.

Lin Zhan waved his hand, smiled freely, and said, "Get your Nine Ranks Resurrection Pill and Worry-Free Fruit, restore some, and restore your combat power to the Cave Sky realm, and your life will be unimpeded."

The Emperor did not say something clearly, but Su Zimo could hear it.

It is estimated that the combat power is only reluctant to return to the cave sky, at most it is a small cave sky, far from reaching the peak of the human emperor!

The Emperor said with a smile: "Don't worry about me. I have been entangled in the upper realm all these years. It's meaningless."

"It's you, Linglong and I have been shocked since the ascension."

"In less than ten thousand years, your true Qinglian body has already cultivated to the pinnacle of a ninth-order heavenly immortal. As long as there is a suitable opportunity, it is possible to gather Dao Fruit and step into the realm at any time."

"And your true body titled "Wild Martial" is even more powerful. The Yuxiao Immortal Territory has a big peach feast, and the battle in the Nine Heavens Immortal Territory is shocking the world, and it is famous!"

"It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes. It's a pity."

With a smile on his face, Ren Huang Lin Zhan admired Su Zimo and looked relieved.

Over the years, he has been wounded and worried about foreign and domestic troubles in the war. He has been worried all day long and has hardly smiled.

Now, seeing Su Zimo is the most happy thing in recent years.

On the one hand, it is rare to see an old man in famine, and I feel more cordial in my heart.

On the other hand, he was also very pleased to see the descendants of the Heavenly Desolate Continent rising rapidly and becoming famous in the heavens.

At the beginning, he risked serious injury and desperately forced the lower realm to fight against the emperors of various races with the help of Su Zimo's body.

This process is equivalent to leaving his Taoism to Su Zimo.

Before leaving, he also passed the position of the emperor to this young man.

Even Ren Huang Lin Zhan didn't expect that the young man who had ascended to the upper realm would be able to gain such a reputation in the heavens!

"Bring the wine!"

Speaking of happiness, the emperor waved his hand.

The Immortal King Linglong pursed his mouth and said with undiminished pride, "I've been ready long ago, count me today, let's have a drink together!"

"It's a pity, brother Feng is missing."

The Emperor shook his head slightly, his tone a little regretful.

Immortal King Linglong took out three jars of spirits, and left one jar for himself to be distributed to the Emperor and Su Zimo.

"This glass of wine, toast

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