MTL - Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 14

An unprecedented feeling of palpitations surfaced, Su Zimo felt his scalp explode and his hairs upright.

I ca n’t wait to think about it. Su Zimo's legs are so vigorous that he doesn't wait for his body to stand up completely.

call!

The stink wind came, and Su Zimo avoided it dangerously, and could not help but look back.

Su Zimo's pupils contracted violently, and her heart jumped to the tip of her throat.

This is a python beyond Su Zimo's cognition. The huge body really has the thickness of a bucket, the body is covered with tight scales, flashes a cold metal luster, stares at a pair of green triangle eyes, and opens a blood basin. Large mouth with saliva dripping from the teeth.

Too much, Su Zimo was afraid after a while.

He was almost blinded by such a big guy!

The python hovered over a towering ancient tree, looking down at Su Zimo, with a flash of irony in his eyes.

Spirit Beast!

Such human eyes appeared on the body of a python, proving that it was psychic, and wisdom was no different from humans, but it couldn't speak.

Although there is such a big difference in the figure of one person and one python, after Su Zimo calmed down his mood, his face was not half afraid, but he was eager to try.

This is a rare opportunity.

The python's eyes were so cold that it launched an offensive step first. The huge body fell on the ground and twisted a few times in the grass. It was silent, abnormal, and extremely fast. It had already reached Su Zimo's eyes in a flash.

"not good!"

Su Zimo was shocked.

The python walked through the grass, and the snake's head was erratic. He could hardly grasp it for a while, and all the means originally prepared were immediately abolished.

Once he chooses to shoot, if the attack fails, he will die!

Between the flashes of light, Su Zimo exerted his strength on both feet, withdrew his body shape, and evaded backwards.

At this moment, a strong wind like a knife struck, and without waiting for his response, his body was swept by the python's snake tail firmly and flew out.

boom! boom! boom!

After breaking down three ancient trees, Su Zimo's figure fell to the ground, spit out blood, and turned pale.

The impact on him was great.

At this time, Su Zimo felt cramped, painless, and unable to fight at all.

"It's a shortfall.

The idea did not fall, and I saw the python taking advantage of the chase and pounced again, covered by a dark shadow, Su Zimo clenched his teeth, backhand pulled out the thunder knife on his back, struggling to cut forward!

Blood flashed.

The python wailed, a **** wound was added to the snake's head, and a snake's eyes were blind!

The python was suddenly hit hard by this, the huge body kept rolling, the surrounding trees were broken, and the sound was appalling.

Su Zimo knows that even if this python is injured, he is by no means an opponent, and the power of the two is not on a level at all.

What's more, he was more injured. If he was caught by a crazy python again, he would be dead on the spot.

Su Zimo did not dare to stop, started to plow the sky, and fled away.

Before he ran far, he felt weak, and his chest was boring, and he could not help spitting out another blood.

Although he was covered in blood during the First World War, it was all trauma, and the strength of the congenital master was not enough to penetrate his flesh.

The tail of this giant python not only beaten his flesh and blood, but also hurt his internal contusion.

If it were not for the last minute, Su Zimo's running of flesh and blood fossils would be enough to blast his body!

"Am I going to be buried here on the first day?"

Su Zimo bit the tip of his tongue, trying to maintain his sober state, and secretly said: "You must find a hidden place as soon as possible, otherwise you can easily kill me if you encounter a spirit beast."

I ran for a while, with a steep mountain wall in front of me, and a cave a few feet above the ground.

Su Zimo's eyes brightened.

When I came to the mountain wall, I used the Thunderbolt to dig holes one by one and climbed one by one.

Stepping on these pits, Su Zimo climbed up the mountain wall and carefully looked into the cave. He found no danger before turning over.

This toss has exhausted his last strength.

This cave is small, barely able to accommodate three or two people, but fortunately the location is good, you can avoid most of the land beasts.

Su Zimo was lying in the cave, struck his spirit, kept breathing, and used the powerful healing power of the twelve demon kings of the wilderness to repair his injuries.

Time flies, and the setting sun fades.

On the first night, Su Zimo was next to Dieyue, but he couldn't feel the horror of the Canglang Mountain. He was so silent last night, as if all life was hiding.

But now, at the beginning of the night, spirit beasts began to appear, and the roaring sound shook the wild, and sometimes huge birds passed over the mountain walls, and the shadows shrouded the sky and the moon.

In the jungle, spirit beasts run rampant, ancient trees are shaking, horror is permeating, and captivating roars continue to sound.

This is the true wolf mountain!

If he hadn't been accompanied by Butterfly Moon last night, he wouldn't have survived the first night!

Just now, Su Zimo saw a spider with a human face, the size of a basin full of water, and was very fast, crawling towards this mountain wall.

Unexpectedly, a dark shadow suddenly flashed on the mountain wall, and the body of the spider rolled into the stone gap.

At the time of Su Zimo's frightened battle, a fierce cry came from the sky. Then, a condor with purple wings came out of the air. His claws were extremely sharp and the cold light flickered like a dagger. Gap in the mountain wall, grabbing a large rock.

"Oh!"

A scream came out of the stone gap. The purple-winged eagle had caught a crawling spirit beast on its iron claws. The claws penetrated deeply into the beast's body, and blood spewed.

The spirit beast is huge, several times larger than the Purple Wing Eagle, but no matter how it struggles, it cannot escape, and it is carried away by the Purple Wing Eagle.

Before leaving, Purple Wing Eagle noticed Su Zimo, and looked back at the cave on the mountain wall, his eyes were cold.

Xu was the creeping beast of Su Zimobizhi, who looked too thin, and the Purple-winged Eagle ignored it and left.

It was just a look that made him startled and creepy.

Spirit demon!

This Purple Wing Eagle is definitely a spirit demon!

"It's too strong. The breath that emanates gives me no resistance. I don't know if it is a spirit demon who builds a base or a spirit demon in Jin Dan."

Su Zimo swallowed, and his body moved back into the cave.

Under the mountain walls, in the jungle, killing is everywhere, and the air has become moist and bloody. The scene just before is just a small epitome.

This is the Wolf Mountain, bloody, brutal, and filled with the most primitive killings!

After finally getting through the second night, Su Zimo found that he ushered in another test.

Overnight, his injuries did not heal, but he did not dare to continue practicing.

In Pingyang, he didn't have to worry about food, but in the Canglang Mountains, it became his biggest problem.

Su Zimo was injured and was afraid to act lightly.

But without food, every time he breathes and breathes, he refines his own flesh and blood essence, which will only increase the hunger and not last long.

It's a vicious circle.

Without food, it means that without a source of strength, there is no way to cultivate, and it is difficult to heal the injuries on your body.

Every subsequent move will determine his fate!

Su Zimo moved his body and used the Thunderbolt to dig deeper into the cave, and arranged some branches and leaves to better hide himself.

one day……

Two days ...

Suffering from pain and hunger, Su Zimo was still waiting patiently without leaving the cave.

By the third day, he finally ushered in a turning point.

Last night there were many assassinations under the mountain wall, one of them was dead, and there was still a lot of flesh left on his body.

Su Zimo stared at the wreckage of this spirit beast quietly, thinking for a long time, and finally made up his mind to walk out of the cave with a Benlei knife.

Fearing that other spirit beasts would be brought in, Su Zimo didn't dare to make a fire, forbearing nausea, swallowing flesh and blood with one mouthful, and constantly looking around, his spirit was tense.

He did not dare to bring the spirit beast back to the cave, fearing that the **** gas would expose the location of the cave.

In just the past three days, Su Zimo has completely faded his book life, gone green, and is extremely calm, like the most primitive human race, carefully struggling to survive between the wild land, and drinking blood.

After practicing the Secret of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Wilderness, Su Zimo's appetite was so great that after a while, he consumed all the flesh and blood of this spirit beast.

Back in the cave, he immediately started practicing.

In this practice, he found a difference.

The flesh and blood of the spirit beast has a much richer energy essence than ordinary cattle and sheep, and swallows flesh and blood, so that these essences go directly into the abdomen, without any loss.

Before that, Su Zimo ate a cow, and for half a day, it was enough to refine the energy in the flesh.

And this time, he practiced day and night.

Of course, the benefits are also obvious. The injury caused by the python has been cured, and the state of the quenched body article and the easy muscle article have been significantly improved.

For the next period, Su Zimo did not go too far.

Most of the time I mourn Yijin in the cave, occasionally observing the techniques used by the beasts to kill at the foot of the mountain to gain insight.

After some experience, Su Zimo went out in search of some beasts to kill, cultivate spiritual awareness, and practice martial arts.

Although losing more than losing more, and sometimes even scaly wounds and embarrassment, Su Zimo can escape back alive with the two parts of Quenching and Yijin as the foundation.

Between life and death, we keep on summing up, constantly comprehending, and constantly practicing.

Three months later, Su Zimo returned to his hometown, found the python, and killed it with his bare hands.

From that day on, Su Zimo completely left the long-living cave, wandered between mountains and mountains, walked through the dense forest of Dazao, and fought against all kinds of flying birds and beasts.

This is a world with weak meat and strong blood, and there is no strongest.

The previous moment was still awe-inspiring, and the next moment may become something in the belly of other spirit beasts.

Numerous violent blood battles, countless mortal survivors, always vigilant, and tense at all times. Over time, Su Zimo has a unique perception of danger, which is beyond words.

That ... is spirituality!

In this almost unnoticed mountain range, a young human race with a lack of spiritual roots is undergoing a complete transformation, and the appearance of the evil is beginning to appear!

(End of this chapter)