Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1282 The Magic Sword Recognizes the Lord

"Brother Yan!"

Su Zimo was astonished.

How precious is the Nine Turns Returning Soul Dan. He got this one, and it is also a life-threatening one. If it wasn't for the last time, he might have become a bone in the ancient temple of Taichu.

But such a panacea was crushed by Yan Beichen.

"Brother Yan, why is this ... 唉."

Su Zimo sighed.

Of course, Yan Beichen encountered such a change, and he could understand any move.

Even if this nine-turn rebirth is broken, he will find a way to find it. The vast expanse of the continent is boundless, and there are countless ancient ruins, and he can always find another one!

"Pina is dead, what else does this elixir mean to me?"

Yan Beichen looked at Qin Pianran's face stupidly, with a calm tone.

Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo was startled!

Yan Beichen crushed Jiuzhuan to return the soul Dan, because he was already born dead!

"Brother Yan, this is the end, you must take care! If Qin Daoyou knows underground, she would never want you to sink like this!"

Su Zimo was anxious and softly comforted.

"Yes."

Yan Beichen said: "Let me leave before leaving, but let me be good, but ... how can I! Without Pianran, how can I live alone!"

Yan Beichen's expression suddenly became extremely painful. His fists kept hammering the ground, punch after punch, and the mud splashed.

"I hate!"

"I hate it!"

Yan Beichen was screaming in the sky, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and a scream of screaming!

In Yan Beichen's body, there was suddenly a terrible force, which seemed to have known each other, and Su Zimo felt a sudden heartbeat!

Immediately after, the ground under Su Zimo's feet suddenly trembled!

This scene, as if something terrifying had been shocked, woke up and rushed out of the ground!

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's face changed.

He suddenly thought of an ancient monster!

boom!

At this moment, the ground not far away suddenly cracked, and a dark shadow rose into the sky, exuding a billowing magic, as if to swallow the world!

Su Zimo's eyes fixed.

Li hate the sword!

This ancient sword is the most terrifying weapon Su Zimo has ever practiced!

Unexpectedly, this ancient magic sword had such spirituality, and felt the huge hatred power hidden in Yan Beichen's body, and was born on his own!

Huh!

The blade of Li hate the sword, trembling constantly.

Su Zimo felt a kind of life-like joy and excitement on this ancient magic sword!

Huh!

Li hate the sword turned into a dark shadow, exuding a cold light, carrying a monstrous magic, stabbed in the direction of Yan Beichen fiercely!

"Be careful!"

Su Zimo gave a swift sip, shot violently, sacrificed the good fortune lotus platform, and slammed into the sword of Li hate.

boom!

The blue glow and the dark shadows collided together, and a loud noise broke out!

A huge semicircular halo of power burst out from the collision of two large weapons, and spread wildly around!

Under the impact of this force, Su Zimo was unstable, and was directly hit and flew out. The fortune lotus was also dropped aside.

Su Zimo was shocked!

You know, the ancient magic sword in the hands of Liheng Daojun did not erupt such a terrible power!

Flying a dozen feet away, Su Zimo struggled to stand up, regardless of his severe pain, and looked in the direction of Yan Beichen.

Immediately, Su Zimo's face changed greatly!

Li hate the sword has stabbed in the chest of Yan Beichen, instantly submerged into it!

Huh!

Li Hengjian pierced Yan Beichen's chest, and the **** blade was exposed from the back!

"Brother Yan!"

Su Zimo exclaimed, and rushed forward.

He fought against Xianjian and Yunyu, and the power of Yuanshen has been almost consumed, but even if he fights for his life, he will not let Yan Beichen have anything to do!

"do not come!"

Just then, Yan Beichen roared.

Su Zimo stopped his figure.

I saw Yan Beichen's pain, his facial features crowded together, his painful body was shaking, but he was gritting his teeth, "Come again! It's not enough pain!"

Huh!

As soon as the words fell, Li hate the sword and pulled it out by himself. It was another sword that pierced Yan Beichen's chest!

"Okay, come again!"

Yan Beichen yelled.

puff!

It's a knife again!

This knife has broken Yan Beichen's lower abdomen!

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Yan Beichen laughed like crazy: "Come again!"

With each stab of Li hate sword, Yan Beichen's body would tremble with pain, but in his eyes, a little relief, a little relief, a little relief.

Su Zimo looks at this scene.

He finally understood why Yan Beichen didn't let him come forward.

Because Yan Beichen is using this method to torture himself!

To resolve the pain in his heart!

Perhaps only in this way can the pain in his heart be alleviated.

puff! puff! puff!

In an instant.

Yan Beichen's body has hit dozens of knives!

Bloody wounds on his body were shocking, and his chest was almost stabbed by the Li hate sword!

Su Zimo did not step forward to stop it, for another reason.

Because, he was surprised to find that Yan Beichen had hit so many knives, his heart had been broken, and a lot of blood had been lost.

However, the vitality in his body has not decayed at all, but has become more and more vigorous!

His strength of blood is rising rapidly!

A terrible power, gradually awakened, sprouted, and quickly grew in Yan Beichen's body!

Groups of dark and black magic bred in Yan Beichen's body, becoming richer and more horrifying, wrapping this body!

The bloodshots in Yan Beichen's eyes have turned black!

His eyes were as dark as ink, as if they were two huge black holes. The hatred inside seemed to devour everything!

Su Zimo's heart stunned.

He could see clearly that under the lingering magical energy, the wounds on Yan Beichen's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Finally, Li Hedao stopped.

Standing in front of Yan Beichen.

The body of this ancient sword is soaked with the endless blood of Yan Beichen. At this time, the breath exuded has become one with Yan Beichen!

Li hate the sword has been stained with blood!

Yan Beichen's consciousness also seemed to be somewhat out of his control.

He stretched out his hands and held the handle of the Lizor's Sword, rolling his anger from the Lizion's Sword and pouring into his body!

These magical qi form dark, gloomy, cold characters in the air.

Every character exudes a monstrous hate!

Hatred, hatred, endlessness!

These characters eventually poured into Yan Beichen's body!

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo finally understood one thing.

Why did he not find the "Lihejing" in the storage bag of Lijun Daojun.

Not because "Li Hen Jing" was destroyed by Li Hen Dao Jun, but because "Li Hen Jing" is in the sword of Li Hen!

Only with the approval of Liheng Modao can you be qualified to practice the first magic skill of this ancient age!

(End of this chapter)