Chapter 4580 Hunyuan Eucharist

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As soon as the Holy Son of Shura came out, the audience fell silent.

Looking around, there were kneeling figures everywhere, and no one dared to look up, even if Son Shura didn't release any breath.

Some people trembled physically because of their timidity, and even fainted to death.

The Saint Son of Shura glanced at the crowd indifferently, then suddenly raised his head to look into the distance, and disappeared in place in a flash.

The crowd knelt on the ground and dared not stand up for a long time.

After a stick of incense, an old voice sounded in front of him: "The Holy Son has left, everyone get up."

"Yes, Lord Blood Slave."

When the crowd heard the voice, they all stumbled to their feet as if they had been pardoned, and looked at the blood-robed old man in front, also full of awe.

At this time, the Holy Son of Shura had already appeared in the deepest forbidden area of ​​King Shura City, a mountain range shrouded in blood mist.

No one is allowed to enter here.

For countless years, no one knew what was there, only that King Shura lived here.

It's not that no one has tried it, but all those who approached the Blood Mist Mountain Range died tragically.

Even, anyone who rashly stepped into the forbidden area would suffer a brutal bloodbath.

Once or twice, there may still be bold people who want to try it, but after many people have paid a heavy price, no one dares to try it easily.

However, the Saint Son of Shura passed through layers of blood fog and appeared in a valley as if he had entered an uninhabited land.

If people see the scenery in the valley, they will definitely be horrified.

In the valley, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant everywhere, a sky waterfall hangs in the sky, flying down three thousand feet, steaming water mist, permeating the whole valley, it is like a fairyland on earth.

The Son of Shura was also inexplicably surprised when he saw the scenery here for the first time, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

King Shura is a ruthless man with a reputation for viciousness, shouldn't he be a massacre?

Taking a deep breath, Saint Son Shura walked along a bluestone path.

On both sides of the bluestone path, there is a delicate fragrance, refreshing, which is emitted by countless rare flowers and plants.

At the end of the path, it leads to a small island, which is an island in the middle of the lake.

The island in the middle of the lake is full of purple flowers. The Son of Shura doesn't know what kind of flowers they are, but he has seen the scene of flowers floating in the rain, and it is really beautiful.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that the notorious King Shura would have such leisure and elegance?

"Disciple pays homage to Master, I don't know why Master called me here?" As soon as Saint Son of Shura stepped onto the island in the middle of the lake, he stopped and looked deeply at a small attic in the middle of the island in the middle of the lake. bye.

In fact, he had never seen King Shura either.

It is even a bit inexplicable for him to become the Holy Son of Shura. Until now, he still can't believe it.

"As expected of the Primordial Saint Physique, in just a few years, it has reached the level of the Immortal Ancestor." An energetic voice came from the small attic.

Son of Shura was startled, he was the Hunyuan Saint Body, but he had never told anyone about it, unexpectedly King Shura would have noticed it long ago.

"Although you have broken through the Immortal Ancestor now, the Ancestor Tribulation is the real difficulty. All of this depends on yourself. There is only so much that a teacher can help you with." King Shura's voice sounded again.

The Holy Son of Shura hesitated to speak, he couldn't figure out why King Shura would help him.

Since King Shura can see through that he possesses the Hunyuan Saint Body, he must also be able to see his own origin.

At least, as a monk of the Demon Race, it is impossible to have the Primordial Holy Body.

After all, this is one of the nine ancient forms of the human race.

But King Shura, who is the nine kings of the demon clan, actually helped himself a human race?

"Master." Shu Luozi took a deep breath, and still asked the doubts in his heart, "Why did you help me?"

For some reason, an idea popped up in Shurazi's mind that he didn't believe even himself. Is King Shura also a human race?

But as soon as this idea came up, he was denied it.

King Shura has been in the Taiyi Sacred Realm for countless years, even longer than the Taiyi Royal Family, so how could he be a human race?

"I saw the shadow of an old friend in you." King Shura said calmly without shy away.

As for the old man, I don't know.

"An old man?" The Son of Shura was very surprised, and summoned up his courage to say, "Who is the old man that Master is talking about? Is it a human race or a demon race?"

"As a teacher, I don't know if he is still alive." King Shura said with a trace of nostalgia in his tone, "However, I believe he is definitely still alive.

As for whether it is a human race or a demon race, it is not very important. Humans are crazy and demons, and demons are good and human. "

The Holy Son of Shura was silent, but he was carefully thinking about the words of King Shura in his mind, and he was even more puzzled in his heart.

"The holy world of Taiyi is about to be in chaos, and the catastrophe is approaching. This is the prosperous age and the end of the world. Your time is running out." King Shura's body continued to ring, "With your talent, lay a solid foundation to overcome the catastrophe, although it will only take a few years time.

But these few years, for you, you may not be able to wait. The last thing you can do as a teacher is to help you stabilize your foundation, and I hope you can successfully survive the holy ancestor tribulation.

If you fail, this prosperous age, or the end of the world, has nothing to do with you. "

"This apprentice will definitely live up to the expectations of the master." Saint Son Shura took a deep breath and bowed respectfully.

At this moment, there was a wave of shake in his heart.

Everyone in the world knows that the demon race and the human race are immortal for generations.

But King Shura, as the hand of the nine kings of the Supreme One Holy Realm, has been helping his own human race, why is this?

Could it be that King Shura has something for himself?

Or, do you want to wait for yourself to become stronger and do something unfavorable to yourself?

Son Shura had thought about this doubt more than once, but once he thought that his life was saved by King Shura, he didn't care about it.

The big deal is to return this life to him.

"The teacher knows that you have concerns in your heart. For the concerns in your heart, you are only allowed to succeed and not to fail. Okay, let's start." King Shura emphasized again.

Son of Shura gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if he had been told about his weakness by King Shura.

"I will definitely succeed." Son Shura took a deep breath.

Before he could think too much, streaks of brilliance burst out from the attic in vain, turning into a twelve-color barrier covering the island in the center of the lake.

If you observe carefully, you can vaguely see that there is this wonderful brilliance in the twelve-color enchantment, looming.

Son Shura walked slowly to the center of the island in the middle of the lake, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

In an instant, the origin qi surged towards him, roaring like a river, pouring into his body.

His thoughts slowly emptied, and soon entered a mysterious state.

Immediately afterwards, ten thousand colorful lights bloomed from his body, and visions emerged one after another. "As expected of the Primordial Saint Physique." King Shura sighed, "I don't know how many years, I haven't had this familiar bloodline induction."