Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 618: I Want To Stand Up!

Su Zimo turned and stared at the vulture not far away, indifferently asked: “Say, you know what.”

“What Fellow Daoist is talking about, down, down.”

Vulture forced a smile.

“Don’t say, die!”

Su Zimo is in the sky, step by step moved towards Vulture, the speed is neither fast nor slow, but it forms a strong pressure, raging!

It’s true oppression!

The vulture even felt choking!

His arm trembled slightly, his eyes flickered with fear first, and then madness emerged.

The expression of the vulture is a little sloppy, clinching one’s teeth and said: “I can say, but you have to make sure that I live!”

“You are not qualified to talk to me about the conditions!”

Su Zimo expression was cold, and came to the vulture, strangling his throat, just as he was about to exert his strength, a fragrant wind came.

“Zimo, leave it to me.”

Ji Yaojing’s fiber hand is placed on Su Zimo’s wrist.

Su Zimo let go.

Ji Yaojing came to the vulture and smiled charmingly, with within eyes ripples and asked softly: “Big Commander, why do you stop me?”

The vulture was completely stunned, his eyes blurred, as if he had lost his soul.

“Second Prince and Fourth Prince are going to jointly sign the letter and abolish 3 Princess. Eldest Prince is recommended as the son of heaven! Eldest Prince is 嫡 eldest son and should inherit the unification. The name of 3 Princess is not true or even. Even more how is a daughter.”

“What about daughter?”

Ji Yaojing’s eyebrows flew up, coldly said: “Daughter ca n’t be a son of heaven! The elder sister kills the enemy outside, you younger generations, secretly do these little moves.”

“I think you guys are courting death!”

The words didn’t fall, Ji Yaojing extended the hand, brushing gently across the vulture’s throat.

A thin red line emerged.

The vulture glared at his eyes, gradually waking up, covering his throat with both hands tightly, and kicking his feet haphazardly, but still couldn’t stop the blood spurting!

Hey!

The vulture’s eyes gradually dimmed, his figure fell, and he fell on the spot.

“King City needs you to come forward.”

Su Zimo pondered then said: “In your capacity, you can still suppress it.”

“Well, rest assured.” Ji Yaojing nodded.

Su Zimo turned back to the royal carriage, helped Su Hong step out, directed at Ji Yaojing nodded, and said, “I’m gone.”

The words didn’t end, Su Zimo was already moving towards the distance, speeding astonishingly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in the sky.

“Where are you going?”

Ji Yaojing shouted from behind.

There was no response for a long time.

Ji Yaojing wanted to chase, but she knew that the big Zhou King City at this time needed her more.

……

A huge fowl flies past the ground of Yan Di.

This fierce bird is full of scales, burning a fine flame, sharp eyes, looking around all around, wings spread, a dozen feet!

Ancient lost species, Purple Flame Vulture!

Amazingly, behind the Ziyan Diao, a seemingly ordinary royal carriage was pulled.

There are two people sitting side by side on the royal carriage, a bright-skinned scholar, and a gray-haired old man.

These two were Su Zimo and Su Hong who returned to Yandi.

Su Zimo grabbed an ancient lost species and temporarily used it as a car.

Two people passed through the 2th city of Yan Country slaughtered by the Colored Glaze Palace. To this day, you can still see the bones left over from that year, piled up into mountains!

On the city wall, wind blowing and sun shining, the blood stains left in those years have turned black.

Every time a city passes, Su Hong stops and kneels in front of the dead bones in front of this city.

The last city.

This is Yan Country King City.

In the past 20 years, the prosperity of the past is gone.

The old man of that year has also grown old.

Uncle Zheng, Liu Yu, Yu Chihuo, Song Qi, and the former Xuanjia Iron Rider have been buried under this rubble.

Dust returns to Dust, Earth returns to Earth.

“20 years ago, I should have been here with you.”

“Okay brothers, I’m Su Hong, I’m back!”

Standing on this homeland, Su Hong was in tears and sad.

In Su Zimo’s eyes, it seemed that a scene of the Colored Glaze Palace came to the scene and slaughter.

Mortals have no resistance in the presence of cultivator.

Su Zimo bowed his head, expression stubborn.

These days, along the way, he saw too many unchilled bones.

slaughter, violence, hunger, exile, sex, pillage, bite, cannibalism …

All orders have collapsed.

Life is humbler than ants!

The sight now is nothing worse than the hell in buddha sect!

Under the shroud of war, the most miserable and the most helpless are the mortals who are under the Heavens, who ca n’t cultivate without Spirit Root.

In these mortals, Su Zimo saw his own shadow.

He was originally the most ordinary of them.

If there were no Die Yue, he might have one of these roadside bones!

Su Zimo’s shot may save one person, two people, or even 2 people, but he can’t save everyone.

He can’t even save his close relatives!

Can only watch as Su Hong life essence runs out!

Along the way, Su Zimo was thinking about a question.

What if he came out ten years in advance?

Can he save Su Hong?

After all, Su Hong is just a mortal. After 20 years, 30 years, and 40 years, his life essence is exhausted. After all, 2 people still have to experience a difference.

Even if he did not offend Colored Glaze Palace, would this under the Heavens suffer from such a disaster?

It is these mortals who suffer first when war comes.

In front of cultivator, mortals have no control over their own destiny!

The cultivator can trample on the dignity of mortals.

No matter how mortals struggle, it won’t help.

If there were no Die Yue back then, Su Zimo would have been killed by Zhou Dingyun who had returned from cultivation.

He is lucky.

Die Yue defying changes the fate for his heaven.

But who will change the fate for Su Hong?

Who will change the fate of common people for the under heavens?

Are these mortals without Spirit Root and unable to cultivation destined to become the victims of war, the rations of monster beast, and the bones at the feet of cultivator?

Su Zimo is not Saint.

He never thought of by the strength of oneself to save under the Heavens.

He just wanted to keep his loved ones alive.

He just thought, maybe … every mortal under the Heavens should have a chance to fight against fate!

“I want to stand up!”

suddenly.

Su Zimo lifts the head, clenched his fists, and burst out an unprecedented rays of light in his eyes. Slowly said, his tone is firm and unshakable!

“I want to break the shackles of fate bound to all beings!”

“What about without Spirit Root?”

“I want to change the fate of common people!”

“I want all beings under the Heavens to be cultivation and to be immortals!”

This voice sounded through Heaven and Earth, deafening, and lingering!

Hong long!

Half barely fell.

It was 10000 miles clear, but there was a thunder.

It seemed to startle the Spiritual God in the sky, a heart-warming coercion shrouded down, just like Tianwei, can’t resist!

at the same time.

On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, Old Ancestor awakened from the retreat in secret places around the world, looking up at the sky with a startled expression.

Profound Principle Palace.

An old man with a Confucian crown on his head seemed to have a feeling. He could not help but be shocked by saying a few words.

(End of this chapter)