Chapter 1047: Opportunity! (Three more)

Burial at the bottom of the dragon valley, ancient temples of ten thousand years.

In the cemetery in the backyard of the hall, an old monk sat withered, with white beards and thin bones, sitting on the ground, chanting "Apocalypse Mantra" in front of the cemetery.

In the cemetery, a red-haired man with a shawl and a ragged seat was sitting inside, wrapped in chains and rusty.

The red-haired man leaned leaning on a stone tablet, and was lethargic.

"Old bald donkey, you are here every day, the dead are not much, the living people are almost annoying you!" The red-haired big man was dozing and muttering.

The old monk turned a deaf ear and continued to chant.

suddenly!

When the red-haired big man looked, he seemed to sense something. He stood up with a loud voice, his chain trembled!

The red-haired man stared at the void not far away, his eyes brightened, and there was still a little tiredness on his face.

The sound of chanting suddenly stopped.

The old monk seemed to feel it, and suddenly fluttered the sleeves of the robe, and made a huge gap in the void not far away, and a pile of things fell into it.

Broken lotus stems, broken lotus leaves, and a bare lotus stand.

Immediately after, a figure fell out and it was exactly Su Zimo who shattered the large movement symbol and escaped from the half-ancestor Emperor Di Fan!

boom!

Su Zimo's body fell heavily on the ground, motionless.

It is not that he does not want to move, but that this physical body has completely lost its vitality. Although his Yuan Shen has not died down, he can no longer control this physical body.

The red-haired man looked at this murky flesh and was startled.

"Such a serious injury?"

The red-haired man could see at a glance that the body had been completely destroyed, the bones were shattered into fragments, the viscera was broken into rotten mud, the flesh was dead, and there was no vitality.

Simply put, even if the physical master is fit and powerful, it cannot be saved!

The strength of the combined power can regenerate the severed limb.

But the physical body is destroyed to this extent, unless Su Zimo is the Mahayana ancestor.

Every Mahayana ancestor knows a magical power, which is to be born again.

Just a drop of blood can reshape the body!

The old monk frowned as he saw the dilapidated body.

"Six Pincai Qinglian has been broken?"

The red-haired man's face gradually became ugly.

The power to break Liupin to make Qinglian, I am afraid, has exceeded the realm of fit!

"Is there a strong ancestral shot?"

The eyes of the red-haired man were murderous, and his heart was furious.

In the realm of cultivation, although there are no hard and fast rules, the ancestral powerhouse actually killed this killer against a returnee, which is justified.

"Damn, this is a real bully for this kid!"

The red-haired man scolded and grinned, his nose fluttered, and he sniffed into the air, his face became more ugly.

He gritted his teeth, "It's the blood of the Emperor's clan, and his descendants!"

At this moment, two rays of light flew out of this broken flesh. It is Su Zimo's two great gods, the red-haired Yin God and the black-haired Yuan God!

Looking at Su Zimo's red-haired yin god, the red-haired man's eyes brightened, revealing satisfaction.

But soon, he frowned.

"Your Yuanshen is also injured?"

There was a flash of anger in the eyes of the red-haired man.

"Master."

The two deities first worshiped the old monk before turning their heads, looking at the red-haired man with complex looks.

If Su Zimo had expected it well, the red hair ghost in his mouth would most likely have been the culprit of that catastrophe—the evil dragon!

"What to see."

The red-haired ghost stared and said, "Lao Tzu was the candle dragon of that year. What! You are drinking the blood of Twenty Years of Lao Tzu at the bottom of this valley!"

Su Zimo had no doubt in his mind when he heard the red hair ghost say so.

However, he was really in no mood to quarrel with the red hair ghosts.

Looking at the dead body on the ground, he felt a sorrow in his heart.

Not because of the loss of physical body.

He is a returnee, even if he loses his body, he cannot die.

Moreover, if you lose your body, you will reshape it.

Nor is it because of how powerful this body is, and it has been destroyed for many years.

It is because he has been practicing and has been practicing the Secret of the Desolation King. This flesh bears the traces of Butterfly Moon!

His bloodline vision urged to the limit and even spawned a **** butterfly!

And all this no longer exists.

Because of this, he was reluctant.

The red-haired ghost looked at the old monk and said, "Old bald donkey, come according to my plan. Only in this way can he resolve his crisis."

"That can only be the case."

The old monk sighed slightly.

The red hair ghost shouted at Su Zimo: "Hey, boy, do you want to restore this physical body to the original?"

"Do you have a way?"

Su Zimo's spirit shook, his eyes brightened.

"Hey!"

The red hair ghost laughed and said, "Of course there is a way. If you nod, I will give you a chance. This physical healing is too easy. The real benefits are still behind!"

"You said!"

Su Zimo calmed down and did not immediately agree.

"Your physical body will only be managed by this Yuan God in the future."

The red-haired ghost pointed at the red-haired yin **** and said, "Your God and this physical body, you can go to the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, there is a fountain of God that can heal your physical body and the spirit of the gods!"

"Shenquan in the ancient times, there is life and death, the magical effect of flesh and bones has long disappeared, but in the valley of the dragon skeleton, there is a spring eye!"

Su Zimo knows that such a thing, the red hair ghost will never lie to him.

Since he said this Taigu Shenquan has this effect, it must not be wrong.

The Red Hairy Ghost continued: "If your body is healed, you will have to join the Dragon Race and stay in the Valley of the Dragon Skeleton to practice. No one will dare to bully you to this point in the future!"

Who will dare to provoke the Dragon Nation of the Taikoo Nine?

Nine Immortals, Seven Demon Sects, and Six Temples of Buddha's Gate will not work!

Su Zimo groaned a little and asked, "What about my black-haired Yuanshen?"

This is the key.

If this physical body is restored as before, only owned by the Red Hair Yin God, it means that his whole body, from the blood path and the Yuan God, are completely dragons!

Su Zimo was born as a man, and he has to set up a path for the Cangsheng, and does not want to be completely reduced to a foreign race.

But for him, this is indeed a huge opportunity!

This physical body can be restored as before, naturally the biggest benefit.

And if he can stay in the valley of Dragon Skeleton to practice, perhaps he can also help him to practice the Secret of the Desolation King!

In the Yangshen chapter, there is a meta mystery and a spell.

Spells are barren.

Su Zimo is just a rough spell of barrenness, which can be easily released.

The power has not been exerted to the extreme, and it cannot perfectly control the casting range.

That element of mysticism, to this day, he can not understand the mystery.

If you can practice in the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, it will be of great help to control the barrenness and understand this elementary mystery!

After all, the Yin God and Yang Shen articles in the Great Wild Demon King's Secret were adapted from the practice of the King of the Wild Sea Dragon.

(End of this chapter)