After drinking a bowl of cold water, Su Zimo felt much better.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of chains sounded.
Su Zimo suddenly felt a lightness on his body. The thick chain that originally bound him was actually removed by the big man!
"What does this red-haired ghost mean? He let me go so easily?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly and looked at the big man opposite with suspicion.
The big man squatted on the ground, playing with the rusty chains in his hands, and smiled at Su Zimo, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
"Um?"
Su Zimo's expression changed, and he suddenly felt his stomach churn.
Immediately, an extremely large and rich life essence suddenly burst out and quickly swept through the body!
Puff puff!
Su Zimo's skin burst open, and blood marks appeared all over his body, which was shocking!
This life essence is too huge!
Every inch of flesh and blood on Su Zimo's body was torn apart!
In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a bloody man, with layers of blood mist surrounding his body. The blood in his body was rising and filled with billowing demonic aura!
"ah!"
Su Zimo looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were red, and the veins on his neck were exposed, like winding snakes.
The entire body swelled uncontrollably, flesh and blood swelled, muscles trembled, bones roared, and the five internal organs trembled!
too painful!
This terrifying life essence in his body suddenly burst out, almost bursting his body!
Pain was everywhere. Su Zimo was hunched over, and his body was shaking, almost convulsing. He felt that his eyes were going black, and he might faint at any time!
At some point, the old monk appeared at the back of the hall, with deep worry in his eyes.
The big man also looked nervous, his initial relaxed laughter completely gone.
"Roar!"
Su Zimo let out waves of hoarse and low roars from deep in his throat, as if he was a wounded beast struggling to its death!
This life essence is too huge and terrifying.
It was as if a hurricane was forming inside Su Zimo's body, sweeping through everything like destruction!
Su Zimo's consciousness gradually blurred.
He could no longer feel anything around him.
I could only breathe heavily, relying on my remaining will to hold on!
The figure shakes.
The old monk came to Su Zimo's side and glanced at the big man, with a vague look of anger flashing through him.
Afterwards, the old monk stared at Su Zimo intently.
He kept chanting the Buddha's name in his mouth. Although he seemed calm, the speed of playing the rosary beads in his hands was getting faster and faster, which showed the tension in his heart.
The big man grabbed his hair anxiously, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
After a while, Su Zimo could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a thud. His body was covered with mud and he fainted.
Snapped!
The old monk was moved, and in his excitement, the rosary beads in his hand were crushed to pieces!
The big man was even more startled. He stepped forward and slapped Su Zimo on the cheek, shouting loudly: "Little monk, wake up, don't scare me!"
Su Zimo showed no reaction, his eyes were closed tightly, and his heart beat became weaker and weaker.
The big man looked anxious and shouted a few more times.
Su Zimo still didn't respond, and was already very angry.
After a while, Su Zimo's heart stopped beating completely, and he stopped breathing under his nose and mouth. The blood flow in his body became slower and slower until it stopped completely.
Su Zimo's body gradually became cold, and he lay motionless in the soil.
"It's over, it's over."
The big man sat down on the ground, his face was pale, and he was completely confused.
"What a good seedling. He can perfectly inherit my skills, just like that..." The big man's eyes were dull and he murmured to himself.
The old monk frowned and looked ugly. He stared at the big man and asked, "How much blood did you drink for him?"
"Only a wisp, less than one ten thousandth of a drop of blood." The big man said in a low voice, not daring to look into the old monk's eyes.
The old monk has been practicing Zen and worshiping Buddha for countless years. He has seen all the vicissitudes of life, and it is difficult for anything to stir up waves in his heart.
But after hearing this, the old monk became really angry and asked in a deep voice: "Are you crazy? The power in your blood is enough to destroy the Nascent Soul Lord ten times! You actually fed it all to him? "
The big man looked frustrated and muttered: "This little monk dares to call me a red-haired ghost. I just want him to suffer a little bit. Who would have thought..."
"You!" The old monk was angry.
"I, I, I also want his inner elixir to recover as soon as possible."
The big man felt guilty and his voice was a little stuttering.
The old monk saw the big man's expression of remorse and self-blame. He wanted to scold him, but he couldn't say anything.
What has happened is irreversible.
"well."
The old monk let out a long sigh and said sadly: "Perhaps this is the fate of this child. I didn't expect that even though I came here, I still couldn't escape my fate."
"I hurt him."
The big man lowered his head, feeling lost.
After being silent for a while, the old monk said softly: "Bury him here. Under this cemetery, the people buried in this cemetery are all powerful men who lived thousands of years ago. They are worthy of his name."
Having said this, the old monk knows that death is like a lamp going out.
What kind of extreme foundation building, what kind of eternal monster, these false names will all be lost in the long river of time with the passing of life, and finally be forgotten by people.
The old monk sighed softly in his heart, waved his sleeves, rolled up Su Zimo's body, and walked towards the depths of the cemetery.
Sudden!
The old monk's expression changed and he let out a light sigh.
"Not dead yet?"
The old monk put Su Zimo down again, his eyebrows flickered, and his consciousness spread around Su Zimo's body.
Su Zimo's condition is extremely special.
The heart has stopped beating, but the inner elixir that was originally broken is slowly spinning.
However, the rotation was very small, and the old monk and the big man were so concerned that they were confused and did not notice it at first.
The big man came over and discovered the abnormality in Su Zimo's body.
"What a terrifying technique!"
The big man breathed in secretly and said in shock: "The vitality has been extinguished, but this technique is still running on its own. This is to drag this kid back from the door of hell!"
The old monk looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Although this child has lost his heartbeat and breathing, he can only be regarded as in a state of suspended animation. There should be hope that he can be saved!"
A long silence…
Boom!
suddenly!
A tremor came from Su Zimo's chest.
Although the voice was weak, the two old monks heard it clearly!
heartbeat!
Come to life!
The two old monks were shocked and their eyes widened.
slowly.
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, more powerful!
Crash.
The blood started to flow again, and the sound gradually became louder and louder, and the sound of the ocean tide could be faintly heard!
call!
Between Su Zimo's mouth and nose, he breathed out endless demonic energy, red as blood, rolling and surging, condensing into a ferocious and terrifying ancient demon king in the void!
Wild Ox, Stone Bear, Big Python, Blood Ape, Divine Horse, Dark Tiger, Wind Leopard!
The seven ancient demon kings are lifelike, with sharp claws and glaring scarlet eyes, murderous and ferocious.
Considering the cultivation level of the two old monks, their expressions were slightly moved!
The next moment, above the seven ancient demon kings, demonic energy surged, and a blood-red butterfly appeared faintly.
The full moon on those wings is like a pair of cold eyes, breathtaking!
When the old monk saw the butterfly, his expression changed drastically. He seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but take a half step back.
The big man was so frightened that he trembled all over. He knelt on the ground with a plop, tears streaming down his face, bowed his head and cried: "Sister, I was wrong, it was an accident just now..."