Su Zimo frowned and pondered, but his thoughts became more and more chaotic.

"This question, a bit presumptuous, but I still have to ask, why didn't you fall?"

Su Zimo looked at the red-haired ghost, slightly apologetic, and asked softly.

The red-haired ghost destroyed the Great Qiandi Emperor, slaughtered countless living beings, and Daming Temple and Fahua Temple were destroyed by it.

Even if it is to avenge his beloved son, such a heinous crime is unforgivable, how could he survive the catastrophe 10,000 years ago?

The strength of the red-haired ghost is indeed terrifying.

With his own strength, he can make the prosperous and prosperous Great Qiandi Emperor fall overnight, and even destroy the two super sects!

But judging from the situation at that time, the red-haired ghost should have been suppressed!

How could he still be alive under such circumstances?

The old monk looked at the red-haired ghost.

In the past moment, the red-haired ghost's mood seems to have calmed down.

The red-haired ghost looked proud, and said slowly: "At that time, the powerhouses of the Great Qiandi Imperial Capital, Daming Temple, and Fahua Temple, no one was my opponent!

At the beginning, Yan Beichen had mentioned this matter to Su Zimo.

Yan Beichen once said that the combat power of the ancestor-level dragon clan is comparable to that of the emperor of the human race, which shows that this is true!

"After a big battle, the emperor of the human race was finally alarmed, and the emperor of Fahua Temple came!"

At the mention of the French Emperor, the red-haired ghost actually put away the arrogance in his eyes, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "At that time, no one could stop me, not even the emperor of the human race!"

"I fought a big battle with the Emperor, and both were wounded, and both were defeated. ”

After a slight pause, the red-haired ghost frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and said, "At this time, the Emperor Ancestor appeared, taking advantage of my serious injury, to sneak attack me!"

In the battle with the emperor, both sides were defeated, and they were attacked by the Mahayana ancestors, and the danger can be imagined.

No wonder, the red-haired ghost is extremely disgusted with the Mixed Yuan Sect and the people of the Emperor's lineage.

More than a month ago, not only did he hit the Emperor Clan's Half Ancestor hard, but he also killed the combined power of the Mixed Yuan Sect!

But from the perspective of Daming Temple and Fahua Temple, the action of the emperor's ancestor can be regarded as helping them.

Therefore, more than 100 years ago, Emperor Yin came to the burial of the Dragon Valley to read the "Myoho-renge-kyo", and the old monk of Yuanbei did not stop him.

The red-haired ghost continued: "I am here, I have fought a series of fierce battles, killed the world, fought with the Emperor, and was seriously injured. Later, he was severely injured by the ancestor of the emperor clan and could not survive. ”

"Anyone who saw this at the time thought I was going to die. But no one expected that the Emperor made a decision, and I survived!"

Bringing this matter up again, the red-haired ghost's eyes still showed endless emotion and a touch of respect.

With his arrogant temperament, it is rare to see a touch of respect in his eyes.

The red-haired ghost said: "To be precise, it was the Emperor who sacrificed himself and let me survive!"

The old monk sighed: "The emperor is approaching his old age, and his longevity is short, so he sacrificed himself, exerted supreme mana, saved the red-haired ghost, and forcibly continued his life!"

"Why?"

Su Zimo asked subconsciously.

The red-haired ghost looked gloomy, lowered his head and said, "I asked the same question at that time." The Emperor's answer, every word, I still remember!"

Su Zimo listened intently.

"Donor Long Ran, you are not to blame for this catastrophe, you are also a victim. I saved you, I just hope that the dragon clan will not break out into a big war with the Xiuzhen Realm in the Northern Regions because of this incident, I hope this matter will end, and I hope that the land of the Northern Regions will not be killed again. ”

Su Zimo's heart was shocked, and his eyes showed endless vibrations!

He turned his head and looked at the small dirt bag that the red-haired ghost often guarded in the depths of the cemetery.

A small earthen bag stands on a wooden board with the words 'Emperor of the Law' written on it.

This wooden plank, in Su Zimo's eyes, suddenly looked so sacred and tall, exuding the light of Buddha in the world.

This is the great compassion of Buddhism!

This is the mind of the emperor of the human race!

Even though the red-haired ghost committed such a heinous crime, as the emperor of Buddhism, he still chose to forgive.

Or even sacrifice yourself to avoid an even greater catastrophe!

The old monk said: "Although the emperor is approaching his old age, he also has a longevity of 10,000 years, but he said that even if he takes the last step, I am afraid that he will be sad about the power of the catastrophe, it is better to take a step earlier today, and he can save countless people!"

Even if you are approaching your old age, you still have 10,000 years of life!

However, the emperor gave up this 10,000-year-old life, saved the red-haired ghost, and exchanged it for peace in the Northern Regions!

The old monk said: "The Emperor expected it well, after the news of the fall of the red-haired ghost spread, the dragon army came, and it was supposed to slaughter the Northern Regions Xiuzhen Realm, but was persuaded by the red-haired ghost to retreat. ”

Since then, the red-haired ghost has lived in this burial dragon valley, accompanied by the stele forest in this cemetery, chained, and sincerely repented. ”

Su Zimo sighed in his heart.

The Emperor saved not only the life of the red-haired ghost, but also the killing heart of the red-haired ghost.

It is conceivable that if there was no choice of the Emperor, the red-haired ghost would have fallen, and the dragon army would have descended, colliding with the entire cultivation realm in the Northern Regions, and retaliating frantically......

At that time, I am afraid that it will not be the catastrophe of the Great Qian Empire, but the catastrophe of the entire Northern Regions!

Su Zimo deeply felt that behind this, there was a powerful mastermind behind the scenes, pushing all this!

If there is no Emperor, this catastrophe in the Northern Regions, and maybe even the catastrophe of the Heavenly Desolate Continent, is inevitable!

Who is behind this?

Emperor Ancestor?

If there is no Emperor, the red-haired ghost has already been attacked and killed by the Emperor Ancestor, and the consequences are unimaginable.

But Su Zimo faintly felt that the ancestor of the Emperor Clan may play an important role in this, but he is not the mastermind behind the entire catastrophe.

This catastrophe is driven by someone else!

Su Zimo thought for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Master, in the past ten thousand years, countless monks have entered the bottom of the Burial Dragon Valley, but they have all fallen, do you know?"

"I didn't know. ”

The old monk shook his head.

"Huh?"

Su Zimo's heart moved, and he heard the meaning of the words of the old monk.

I only heard the old monk of Yuanbei continue: "Since the female benefactor came here more than a hundred years ago, I have learned that at the bottom of this burial dragon valley, in addition to me and the red-haired ghost, there is another terrifying existence hidden!"

Hearing this, Su Zimo suddenly felt a burst of creepy!

The female benefactor among the old monks of Yuanbei is obviously talking about Butterfly Moon.

And who is the terrifying existence other than the old monk and the red-haired ghost?

"This terrifying existence is hidden very deeply, in the depths of a pool of blood below the Burial Dragon Valley, and even me and the red-haired ghost didn't sense it. ”

The old monk said: "It was the female benefactor who made a move to arrest this person!"

"Who is he?"

Su Zimo asked.

"I don't know, I only saw that the moment the female benefactor made a move, a blood-colored grimace appeared on the pool of blood!" said the old monk Yuanbei. 2k reading web