Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 452 Number One Person Under Gold Core

Invincible!

The cultivator watching from a distance, each and everyone opened his mouth wide, his eyes were full of shock, and he could not wait for a long time.

by the strength of oneself, invincible posture, strong suppression of Immortal, Buddha, Demon three sects Heaven Chosen!

Such a style, compared to the ancient emperors, I am afraid that it is not unreasonable!

More than a dozen sealers were furious and set off, and moved towards Human Sovereign Palace, looking like frost, with the body’s breath constantly rising.

Everyone makes a mistake.

Where did they expect that under the full strength attack of the Shura Sect sealer, this person could also explode such a terrible battle strength!

The battle against Immortal, Buddha, Demon three sects Heaven Chosen is slow to say, but within ten breaths, when they reacted, there were already several Heaven Chosen corpses on the spot, most of them could not be seriously injured.

The losses were heavy, and the regrets were late.

On the battlefield.

A sword scared, exudes a killing killing intent, extremely fast, and it’s almost instantaneous!

Su Zimo’s right fist had just collapsed and flew to Pang Yue. It was too late to withdraw. He could only reach out his left hand and grabbed the long sword that came towards the thorn.

Hang Qiuyu has long seen that Su Zimo’s right hand is a bit weird, invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable, which is comparable to the perfect spirit tool, and can even resist the full strength attack of the sealer.

Just now, Su Zimo once again hit the great spear of Pang Yue with his right punch, which confirmed Hang Qiuyu’s speculation!

Therefore, Hang Qiuyu waited until now and shot from the left, just to avoid Su Zimo’s right hand!

Jing Hong Jian is a perfect spirit tool.

Hang Qiuyu doesn’t believe that the flesh and blood of a Foundation Establishment cultivator can resist the edge of the perfect spirit tool!

Even the fleshly body of ominous beast of pure blood can’t reach this level.

But where does he know, even if pure blood ominous beast sees Su Zimo after demonization, he must hide away!

Seeing Su Zimo reaching out his left hand, Hang Qiuyu’s eyes were frantic, icily said: “You left hand, I want it!”

“Hey!”

Su Zimo sneered.

The left hand held Jinghong sword directly in the palm of his hand, and the long sword on the long sword sent out a chilly cold, sword qi greatly rises, 5 spirit patterns flashing constantly!

Huh!

sword qi crosswise, blood light flashes.

A path of bloodstains appeared on Su Zimo’s left hand.

But under the surging of monster qi, this a path of blood stains has just surfaced, and there is a tendency to heal!

“en?”

Seeing this, Hang Qiuyu’s pump shrank a bit.

What a terrible self-healing ability!

The next moment, he discovered something even more terrifying!

His frightened sword was caught in the palm of Su Zimo’s palm. Not only did he not smash this hand, but the sword body was restrained, and his speed dropped a little bit.

When he was only an inch away from Su Zimo’s head, he stopped completely!

Hang Qiuyu carried Bloodline, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he was running the spirit power madly. Dantian even had faint stings, his arms were shaking, and his strength had been pushed to the limit.

Just enter about one inch to pierce Su Zimo’s head.

However, Jinghong Jian is completely motionless in Su Zimo’s palm!

Hang Qiuyu clearly saw that Jing Hongjian had cut Su Zimo’s palm, drenched with blood, and oozed out.

He could even realize that the word edge slowly slid across Su Zimo’s bones, the dullness and stagnation!

But it was an inch short of success.

With the surge of scarlet-red monster qi, the sword qi on the sword was gradually suppressed and devoured, and it was not as strong and sharp as it was at first.

Su Zimo’s blood was scattered on Jing Hong Jian.

The aura of the sword seemed to be eroded by some power!

hiss!

Looking at the blood on Jing Hongjian, Hang Qiuyu’s eyes were full of panic!

No one could feel the fear in his heart at this moment.

What bloodline is this person, even the aura of the perfect spirit tool can suppress?

What does this scene mean?

This means that if a perfect spirit tool is immersed in this person’s blood, I’m afraid it won’t be long before this perfect spirit tool is used up!

There are many imaginary legends circulating in the real cultivation world. In the Sword Sect ancient book, there was a saying that a drop of blood from Immortal can shatter the mountains, pierce through the void, and kill the Great Experts of ancient times!

For these legends, Hang Qiuyu originally disagreed.

Even if it is a fairy, Bloodline Strength can be so horrible, so exaggerated?

Until this time, Hang Qiuyu really realized that a person’s Bloodline could really cultivate that realm!

The person in front of him is just Foundation Establishment Realm, and Bloodline Strength is already so powerful.

If this person really becomes Great Expert, Old Ancestor, or legendary fairy, a drop of his blood is afraid that he can destroy a realm of life!

At the moment, let alone abolish the palm of this person, even Jing Hong’s sword is under the control of Hang Qiuyu.

Soaked by the blood of Su Zimo, Hang Qiuyu can clearly feel that the induction between him and Jing Hongjian is gradually fading and may be cut off at any time!

“Amitabha!”

Jue Chen monk holding Vajrapani Pestle, with golden radiance, gaze as if a torch, inviolable, has come near, loudly shouted: “Monster, little monk come to surpass you!”

“You are not qualified enough!”

Su Zimo expression remains the same, free right hand, clenched into a fist again, moved towards Vajrapani Pestle fiercely stabbed!

boom!

The monk Jue Chen shook his body, tearing his mouth, and Vajrapani Pestle flew away.

Su Zimo grabbed Jing Hongjian with his left hand, took a big step with his right leg, and bullied himself.

Before the monk Jue Chen responded, a silhouette banged directly against his chest and leaned slightly!

“en!”

Monk Jue Chen stared.

A force of terror poured into the inside of the body through the opponent’s body, and the head of the monk Jue Chen was completely blank, and the whole person was directly hit by the fly!

boom!

The monk Jue Chen fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were dim, the body protection talisman was broken, and the golden mask formed by Vajra had also been broken.

On the face of the monk Jue Chen, a path of bloodstains appeared, densely packed, horrible to see!

The flesh has burst!

“not dead?”

Su Zimo slightly frowned.

Now that he is demonized, his strength has skyrocketed, and even close to him, even ten Jue Chen monks are dead!

Su Zimo’s gaze turned, and he fell on the golden robe worn by the monk Jue Chen, knowing it.

This golden 袈裟 must be a very powerful defense spirit tool, otherwise, even the fleshly body of Unbreakable Vajra can be hit into a blood mist!

The monk Jue Chen stood up in a difficult situation, with no anger, and moved away towards him, such as a stray dog.

“Hahahaha!”

Su Zimo laughed, squinting and squinting at the back of Jue Chen’s monk fled, loudly said: “Just do it, and want to exceed me, go back and read another ten years!”

Hearing this sentence, the monk Jue Chen softened and almost fell down.

As the heir to Vajra Temple, buddha sect Heaven Chosen, has he ever suffered such humiliation?

The monk Jue Chen was indignant, and felt that his face was lost, and he trembled to the extreme, so angry that he spurt a mouthful of blood.

“oh! ”

spits out mouthful of blood, the monk of Jue Chen was much smoother and sighed deeply.

“This person, I’m afraid it’s true … Foundation Establishment Realm is invincible.”

At this point, everyone realized that after this battle, as long as the heir of Divine Phoenix Island was alive, he was a Number One Person under Gold Core!

(End of this chapter)