Chapter 567: I cried, and when I returned, my finger was stained with blood
The ancient purple palace is drifting on the river of life, and the chaotic qi is falling down, just like the Zixiao Palace in the myth of the flood wilderness, and the sound of chanting comes out from inside, surrounded by the symbol of the avenue, and the purple qi is vast, which is even more miraculous.
"What about the Supreme God's thoughts, what if you don't die thoroughly, you rob it, the good things you left behind are all mine, including this palace."
Shi Zhongyu's face turned black, he almost died, if it weren't for the hole cards on his body being too hard, the terrible chaotic qi couldn't shock him to death, and he was isolated by the gods and demons Taijitu.
"Actually, to put it mildly, I think this is because the other party thinks that you are directly forced and did not follow the rules he set."
The Immortal Tears Green Golden Tower rarely spoke, but this time she rarely said a word.
Now this master, who is strong against the sky, and the ancient emperor is in the same realm, he is not his opponent at all, and he will be crushed directly.
Searched a lot of good things along the way, he was addicted to it, and the purple palace was clearly a broken supreme soldier, the same kind of qi machine, she could still sense it.
Then, Shi Zhongyu suddenly realized that what he said made sense, and he broke into the main hall directly, but it was a little rude and too reckless.
This time, starting from the portal, break in, and see what kind of difficulties the palace master has set.
Less than a minute later!
That's it?
The level was pushed flat by him, almost, a second or two, to clear a level, mainly a waste of walking.
The only trouble is the last level, the mirror image of him, Shi Zhongyu deliberately fought with him a few tricks, and finally the mirror person directly countered the water.
The jade in the stone took the initiative to awaken the will in the sleeping cells.
Copying him, of course, also copying the consciousness he stored in the countless cells in his body.
Shi Zhongyu has a simple dream, in the future, every trick, every cell, can give birth to a world.
After entering, Shi Zhongyu saw the god again, it was a figure shrouded in black mist, only a pair of purple eyes, staring coldly at Shi Zhongyu.
Shi Zhongyu didn't mean to talk nonsense with him, the gods and demons in his left hand, the heavenly seal in his right hand, and the green golden pagoda of fairy tears on his head was suspended, and the green glow was falling.
The eerie smile disappeared suddenly, as if he had been choked by the neck.
"If you have anything you like, take it."
Such a gentle voice sounded, it was hard to believe that the gods were so gentle.
"You, this purple palace, the jade paper, the futon, and the coffin here are all mine."
The jade road in the stone.
He didn't mean to talk nonsense, the god and demon map flew out, quickly zoomed in, the universe was reversed, and the entire purple palace was put away.
That day, the river of life flowed into the coffin, and wanted to be resurrected?
It's a pity, it's too difficult, after the fall, it's hard to come back to life, look at the chance!
Perhaps, one day, he will gain some supreme supernatural powers and be able to resurrect the supreme who only has half a finger left.
In the end, he didn't know, it must have been miserable.
Seeing the image of a young man who was dressed in a robe, elegant and gentle, I didn't expect that it was a powerful supreme, and it was a skill to be able to leave a finger.
After all, if the immortal capital is dead, there must be more than one supreme falling, proving that this supreme, when he was young, was still very strong.
The gods didn't go crazy from beginning to end, the immortal king's aura was immense, and he even felt that the green gold pagoda with immortal tears alone could withstand this broken purple palace.
This palace is made of crape myrtle fairy gold, the battle that year, was torn apart, and now it looks complete, but it is actually barely put together, the cracks are obvious, there are hundreds of ways.
If you are dead and still have a god's thoughts, you must be blind to death, and you have the kind of obsession.
Shi Zhongyu recalled that the thoughts of the gods in the plot of covering the sky were all left by the powerful Emperor who was very obsessed with it, or the Holy Body of Dacheng.
Yes, yes, this is the Immortal Ancient Method, there is a step True Immortal level scriptures, and there are several Supreme Laws.
Sleeve up!
This one he likes, pretending to be limitless, the name sounds similar to the trick of Yuanzi Daxian in Honghuang Town, and the power is at the level of a true immortal.
Ziwei Supreme, the name is quite domineering, practicing the emperor's Confucianism, such an existence, unwilling to die, and the birth of gods.
Soon, Shi Zhongyu's expression was solemn, and he sighed deeply, Ziwei Supreme, she only loves one woman in her life, her junior sister, and cultivating to the Supreme is just to find a way to resurrect her sweetheart.
On that day, her blood stained the sunset red, rendering the sky, and her sister died in her arms, blocking the enemy's fatal blow for him.
It is very bloody, but it is the beginning of the rise of Ziwei Supreme, known as Tianjiao, who is the most promising to become a true immortal at that time, and at the age of one hundred and twenty, he has cultivated to the Supreme.
What a pity!
Creation makes people!
The Gods and Demons Taiji Diagram sent him a series of images, all of which were obtained from the coffin made by the heart of the immortal elixir life ancient tree.
There was also a lifelike female corpse preserved in the coffin, and the half of the phalanges fell on her heart, consuming her essence all the time to protect the corpse.
Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die.
Alas!
Why do you bother?
If you want to be resurrected but you are worried that your body will be annihilated by the years and consume the little essence left, do you want to protect her?
Is it worth it?
Shi Zhongyu didn't speak, wiped his tears, what's special, today's wind is really noisy, let's just be a little bit, fist to the flesh, isn't it good to be savage?
Let that god think desperately and kill you directly, it's okay!
Why do you want to show him these things, he has a heart of jade and iron in the stone, and what can he do if he sees it.
It's time to watch a sad movie.
I have seen too much in my previous life, and my heart has long been like iron.
Some people's duplicity, hard mouths and soft hearts, took out a white juan from their arms, and the sound of "snorting" sounded.
"Fantian senior, god and demon diagram senior, if you encounter a god in the future, you will be killed directly, don't let me see it."
Shi Zhongyu said.
The two immortal soldiers were too lazy to take care of this duplicitous guy, even if it was a wishful golden hoop stick, there was a golden monkey who rolled his eyes.
These immortal soldiers, protecting Shi Zhongyu, are reluctant to leave, isn't it because he is affectionate, righteous and humane?
What is the hard mouth, you won't do it yourself?
The gods in the Green Golden Pagoda of Immortal Tears, a woman who is similar to the Queen Mother of the West, with a fairy posture and rhyme, is gentle and quiet, and also shows a smile.
It's rare to see this guy deflated, even when the Initial Land was transformed, he almost exploded and died many times, so if you want to fuse the Ten Cave Heavens, is it so easy?
No one can imagine that kind of pain, maybe Shi Hao can feel a little.
But Shi Zhongyu still faced it calmly, gritted his teeth, swallowed his blood, and did not shed a single tear.
Today is good, it was originally aggressive, forced through the level, and was ready to kill the god.
Now he is crying so much, the dignified true god, there are so many snot, shame, and thrown home.
Shi Zhongyu also felt very embarrassed, but when he saw that guy had only half of his fingers left, and he couldn't let it go, his heart was touched fiercely.
"Xi'er, I will definitely resurrect you, go up and down to the Yellow Spring, even if you die, I believe that there will always be a way."
The sunset was like blood, and he was flying with blood, so promised.
As a result, many years later, he returned with only a severed finger stained with blood.
Immortal Gu, how many stories have you buried.