"Is my limit here?" Su Xing didn't expect that fate would be so tricky.

Obviously, the last ten meters of the dragon gate are in front of you, but it is like a moat, and it is difficult to cross.

The red carp is like a futilely struggling fish on the net, unwilling to swim against the waterfall. Even if he was pushed by the huge qi and blood that originally supported the two-tailed dragon species, he couldn't move an inch in the slightest.

Behind him, the phantom red carp slowed down a lot for some reason, but it was still approaching Su Xing's golden-threaded red carp step by step.

Lu Ke has also reached the limit, but why can she still swim?

Could it be that the cuckoo's cry of the blood of the Daoji is the key to ascending the dragon.

An unwavering voice suddenly interrupted Su Xing's thoughts:

"I have a way, maybe I can try."

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look at the person who spoke up, Sun Wulu, who was tearing Lu Ke apart with one hand!

Yes, he is the only person in the last session or even in the previous session to condense the dragon spirit phantom and form the Daoji "Jiaohu Lord".

His understanding of the Burial Dragon Waterfall is even no less than Lu Ke!

"What's the solution?" Su Xing glanced at it, Lu Ke's dragon species was approaching very slowly, and there was still time!

Sun Wulu did not directly answer Su Xing's question, but looked at the rich blood in his hand.

They were sticky and falling to the ground, but in the air, they suddenly turned into small snakes, reshaping Lu Ke's body on the side.

Sun Wulu just looked at the mutilated body in Lu Ke's molding, and said lightly:

"Didn't Miao Zhu ask me, why did I come to participate in this dragon meeting at the expense of stiffness?"

The dense bloodshot constructed half of Lu Ke's face, and the calm eyes of the other half of his face showed a trace of curiosity.

"The order of the temple blessings is wrong." Sun Wulu spoke like a dead corpse, and his tone did not fluctuate:

"At that dragon meeting, I was already a zombie."

This sentence immediately made everyone's minds flutter, and Lu Ke seemed to have understood something:

"I see."

She and Sun Wulu turned their heads to look at Su Xing almost at the same time.

I only heard Sun Wulu say:

"The limit of your Tianjiao is more than 900 meters, and some of you are 800 meters. And my limit, in the last session, I was in 590 meters. ”

Five hundred and ninety meters.

Everyone looked at each other, at this moment, Sun Wulu's huge red carp was obviously about seven hundred meters, and everyone didn't dare to approach his dragon species. Therefore, the previous sprint tacit understanding did not bring him.

Sun Wulu also understood this and did not raise any objections.

"If what you're saying is true, it's a deceptive number." Su Xing looked at the ancient well's waveless eyes.

Creation makes people!

Just as he was only ten meters away from being able to climb the Dragon Gate today, Sun Wulu was only ten meters away from being able to condense the True Dragon Phantom. However, the remaining ten meters are like a naked mockery of fate for itself.

If you don't give it to me, why give me hope!

Sun Wulu seemed to be talking about irrelevant people:

"I paid a huge price and I was one step away from my goal. If that's not enough, give with my life.

I choose...... Freeze!

So, I climbed the last ten meters. condensed a true dragon phantom and achieved ...... Build the foundation! ”

Everyone had already vaguely guessed, and they were still shocked when they heard this sentence, how decisive and crazy this was.

Su Xing had already understood what the dead old man meant, and he even guessed more.

Why can the dead old man still be selected as a dragon species at the essence blood level this time, he obviously has neither qi and blood, nor has a chance to live.

Why is his dragon species twice as big as the others, and only Lu Ke's dragon species, who has devoured the dragon species twice, can overpower him by one point.

The quota of that essence blood dragon species should not have belonged to him.

Just like the Dragon Climbing Club seven years ago, that dragon spirit phantom should not have belonged to him!

However, he smashed the teeth of fate's mockery and snatched the trophy from his mouth that was not his!

The price is life!

He turned into a zombie, relied on the Jiaohu Lord to transform into a human, and built a foundation on the dragon platform.

Then he killed the water and surrounded it, and he was free from heaven and earth.

The choice in front of Su Xing now is almost the same as that of him back then.

No, even more difficult, Su Xing did not choose the back road of ten years without an inch and then withdrawing. The rebirth of the bone dragon or the sword of the fairy are like a mountain of death pressing down on you.

"I have only one condition, I want the first book of the exercises that you used to dissolve the stiffness. I can't accept all the other means of resolving the zombie. Su Xing didn't hesitate for long, and looked straight at Sun Wulu.

The most common means of dissolving stiffness is to be infected by corpse poison, and most of them are subordinate zombies that have turned into their original owners. In the spiritual world, stiffness often appears in the thousands, and this is why.

Sun Wulu didn't say much, he chopped Lu Ke to pieces again, and then appeared in front of Su Xing, throwing out a jade slip.

Su Xing's divine consciousness poured in.

Heavenly corpse zombie Dafa!

"Su Xing......" Yun Meirong looked at him with a frown.

The rest of the people also had different expressions.

Although Sun Wulu broke the limit by breaking the stiffness and climbed the last ten meters. But first, those ten meters are ten meters at 600 meters, and the difficulty is far less than at this moment.

Second, Sun Wulu has achieved the master of Jiaohu, but there are few such people in the cultivation world. There is only one little-known Qi Cultivation Realm, a stiff old man.

It can be seen that although the real dragon phantom can be stiffened and returned to people, there are still great drawbacks. Otherwise, he would not have tried all means to stand on today's dragon platform again.

Su Xing just smiled at Yun Meirong, compared to the previous ending of instant death, now at least there is a choice.

Without saying a word, the Heavenly Corpse Zombie Dafa began to operate in the body.

This method is indeed not the kind of secret method for transforming the lower zombie class, and it is a method that seems to be quite orthodox for the cultivation of the zombie class.

When a practitioner's destiny is approaching, many monks are not willing to die and will do everything possible to prolong their lives.

Even after turning into a zombie, the sea of qi is exhausted, and the flesh and blood are like ice, which is no different from death, and is jealous of heaven. But throughout the ages, there have been many monks who have rushed to enter this gate under the great horror of death.

Therefore, there are also some "orthodox" secret methods of dissolving stiffness that are circulating in the spiritual world.

Although this volume of "Heavenly Corpse Zombie Dafa" is not supernatural, it is better than being simple, but it has a righteous and majestic wind.

Looking at the last ten meters of distance, Su Xing smiled.

Begin to follow the Heavenly Corpse Zombie Reduction Dafa, closing the big points in the body one by one, until finally the vigorous sea of qi gradually stopped, like rootless water.

At this time, a wisp of yin qi between heaven and earth is then guided into each big acupoint and converges into the middle of the sea of qi.

In the end, it crashes all over the body and invades the bone marrow. then die and die.

The burial dragon waterfall was the place where the emperor of Lihe was buried for hundreds of years, and naturally there is no shortage of pure yin qi of heaven and earth.

Su Xing's only concern was how the vibrant Fusang Ancient Tree in the consciousness space would react under the dying body.

Fortunately, with the wisps of vitality in the body, it disappears. Fusang is just like a big tree in winter, the branches and leaves are yellow, the vitality is not obvious, and there is no particularly violent reaction.