Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 835: Wan Yao Conference

Xiaoyue Mountain Peak.

A figure stood with his hands in his hands, and the breeze was slowly flowing. I saw this man's clothes fluttering, his hair red and fluttering, his eyes clear and deep as the sea.

This life is so beautiful, and still looks like a scholar in his twenties, years seem to leave no trace on his face.

Only in the depths of those eyes, occasionally passed a trace of vicissitudes.

Su Zimo looked into the distance with a look of emotion.

The ancients often said that there is no armor in the mountains and no years of cultivation. Until today, he has deeply felt this feeling.

Hundred years, for the mortal mortal world, I am afraid that is a lifetime.

But for Yuan Ying Zhenjun, who has a thousand years of life, it is nothing.

One hundred years later, Xiaoyue Mountain is still calm.

But I don't know, in the realm of cultivation, what major events happened, and what kind of arrogant demon was born.

I do n’t know if the deceased is okay.

For hundreds of years, Su Zimo has not slacked off.

His cultivation for the realm has reached the peak of the middle of Yuanying Realm!

This practice speed is not too slow for Yuan Ying Zhenjun.

The most important thing is that, for a century, Su Zimo's two great gods have always been breeding and creating green lotus.

Today's good fortune green lotus has also reached the fourth grade!

The fortune of Qinglian, the fourth grade, is no less powerful than a congenital monarch weapon.

Not only that, but in the past century, Su Zimo's greatest energy and energy have been studying the ancient books left by the tomb with the boneless power.

In this ancient book, there are many attempts and methods of sages, and how mortals without spiritual roots should practice.

The death of Su Hong and the encounter of the people in Yandi greatly affected Su Zimo.

Therefore, he issued a great wish to stand up and change the lives of the world!

On this avenue, a world without spiritual roots can practice, and can control its own destiny!

Over the past 100 years, he has achieved great results!

In fact, Dan Tao is the most important threshold for both immortal Buddha and demon Tao.

Su Zimo found that as long as he breaks through the Dan Tao and cultivates the Yuanshen, the role of the spiritual root is minimal.

In other words, Linggen is just a stepping stone into spiritual practice!

The most important thing is for people to condense Jindan without a spiritual root.

You can do this step, of course.

However, Su Zimo could not let the rest of the world be like him, practice to the end, and finally be tolerated by most practitioners.

Along this line of thought, Su Zimo delved into that ancient book and continued to perceive it.

Of course, the magic in Yinshen, Zidian Jue, and Da Ri Ru Lai Jing has not been abandoned, and he has always cultivated his insights and gained something.

At this moment, the sky in the distance suddenly rose up a blood-colored beam of light, only through the clouds, and soon disappeared.

This blood-colored beam of light is far away from Xiaoyue Mountain, and I don't know where it is located.

Looking at this dissipated blood light, Su Zimo frowned slightly, a hint of acquaintance appeared in his mind, but it was fleeting.

"Lone Cloud."

Su Zimo called softly.

In the darkness not far behind him, a figure flashed. It was the original Lord of the Youshui River. Now Su Zimo's mount is lonely!

Hundred years later, Gu Yun is still an intermediate-level demon.

But it seemed that the breath became more and more pure, the eyes were restrained, and they were obviously improved.

Over the years, when Su Zimo was practicing, Gu Yun was watching.

Whenever Su Zimo cultivates the Yin God Chapter of the Great Demon King's Secret, he will emit some dragon flavors. These breaths are of great benefit to Gu Yun!

Su Zimo asked, "What do you know about the blood that just rose from the sky?"

"It should have emanated from the sea of ​​blood for thousands of years."

Gu Yun replied.

"Millennium Blood Sea?" Su Zimo murmured softly.

Gu Yun explained: "The Millennium Sea of ​​Blood is a lake located in the center of Wanyao Valley. Because it is so large that it cannot be seen at a glance, it is called the sea."

"And this sea is quite weird. As time goes by, the color of this sea will become more and more dense, and it will reach its peak in thousands of years and become **** red!"

Su Zimo asked again, "What does the blood sea say in this millennium?"

Gu Yun said: "It is said that in this sea of ​​blood, the spirit and soul of Wan Yaogu have fallen for thousands of years. If the demon can practice in it, progress will be rapid!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised a brow and asked: "So, is this sea of ​​blood not a treasure trove of men and women, who will fight and fight every moment?"

"It did at first."

Gu Yun nodded and said, "But later, the war was too fierce and kept escalating, and even high-ranking lords fell down one after another. The seven hegemons of the Wanyao Valley decided to cease the war and share the millennium of blood."

"The sea of ​​blood was opened once in a thousand years, and there were ten places in total. Each of the seven hegemons sent their lords to compete for these ten places."

After hearing this, Su Zimo couldn't help asking, "Since the millennium of blood is so good, why don't high-level demons go in to practice?"

"The energy in the Sea of ​​Blood is limited, and the higher-level demon enters to practice, and the promotion is not obvious. The primitive gods and physical bodies of the lower-level demon cannot bear the energy of the Sea of ​​Blood. Therefore, the most suitable is naturally the middle-level demon."

Gu Yun groaned a little, and then said, "Of course, with the power of Mo Zhu, to enter the blood to cultivate, there should be no problem."

Su Zimo nodded.

For hundreds of years, the soul-refining blood and other soul-refining things obtained in the ancient battlefield have been exhausted.

Su Zimo's cultivation for the realm, the grade of the creation of Qinglian, fell into a bottleneck.

Falling into a bottleneck, a mental retreat may practice for hundreds of years and thousands of years, but may not be able to make progress.

At this time, monks need to travel.

Xu is a chance, Xu is a big war.

Or maybe, just in an unfamiliar place, if you feel something, you will realize the breakthrough!

Hearing the words of Gu Yun, this thousand-year-old **** opportunity of practice cannot be missed!

However, there are very few places to enter the blood sea. If you want to win one, you will have to have a fierce battle!

Su Zimo asked again, "How to compete for the place of Xuehai's practice?"

"Wan Yao Conference!"

Gu Yun said: "After one month, a thousand monsters meeting will be held near the Millennium Blood Sea. At that time, the several overlords of the Wan Yao Valley and many lords will arrive, which can be regarded as a grand event for our demons. "

Gu Yun thought for a while and said, "If the owner of Mo wants to participate, we must first meet the overlord who belongs to Xiaoyue Mountain Territory!"

Above the lord is the overlord.

In Wanyao Valley, there are seven overlords!

His Majesty has countless territorial lords.

Xiaoyueshan, the overlord of this territory, has not even seen Guyun. According to legend, it is a demon ape in the Sao Ling Mountains!

"Okay, three days later I set off for Sao Cing Ling!"

After Su Zimo had made a decision, he no longer hesitated and immediately ordered.

There is only one change today, everyone goes to bed earlier ~

(End of this chapter)