Chapter 592 Resurrection?
After a bowl of cold water, Su Zimo felt much better.
bang bang bang!
The chain sounded.
Su Zimo suddenly felt light on his body, and the thick chain that bound him was removed by the big man!
"What does this red-haired ghost mean? Let me go so easily?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly and looked suspiciously at the big man opposite.
The big man squatted on the ground, playing with the rusty chains in his hands, smiling at Su Zimo, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
"Um?"
Su Zimo's expression changed, and suddenly he felt that the river was turning upside down in his stomach.
Immediately, an extremely huge and rich life essence suddenly burst out and quickly swept through the whole body!
Puff puff!
Su Zimo's skin burst directly, and bloodstains appeared on the whole body, shocking!
This life essence is too huge!
Every inch of Su Zimo's body was torn apart!
In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a bloody man, with layers of blood mist shrouded around his body, and his blood vessels rose, filled with a billowing demonic energy!
"what!"
Su Zimo screamed in the sky, his eyes were red, and the blue veins on his neck were exposed, like winding snakes.
Uncontrollable skyrocketing of the entire body, swelling of flesh and blood, muscle tremors, skeletal contention, and tremors of the five internal organs!
too painful!
The terrifying life essence in his body burst out suddenly, almost bursting his flesh!
The pain was everywhere, Su Zimo stooped, his body trembled, almost convulsing, he only felt that his eyes were black and he might faint at any time!
I don't know when, the old monk appeared behind the main hall, and there was deep concern in the depths of his eyes.
The big man also looked nervous, completely lost his initial relaxed laughter.
"Roar!"
From the depths of Su Zimo's throat, there were bursts of hoarse and low roars, as if a wounded beast was struggling to the death!
This life essence is really too huge and too terrifying.
It was just that within Su Zimo's body, a hurricane that devastated the sky and the earth formed, sweeping through everything like a rot!
Su Zimo's consciousness gradually blurred.
He couldn't feel everything around him.
I can only breathe heavily, relying on my remaining will, I am working hard to support it!
Figures shake.
The old monk came to Su Zimo's side, gave the big man a sideways glance, and a faint flash of anger flashed.
Then, the old monk stared at Su Zimo intently.
He kept reciting the Buddha's name in his mouth. Although he seemed calm, the speed of fiddling with the rosary in his hand was getting faster and faster, showing the nervousness in his heart.
The big man hurriedly grabbed his hair, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
After a while, Su Zimo couldn't hold it any longer, and fell to the ground with a bang, covered in mud, and fainted directly.
Snapped!
The old monk was moved, and the rosary in his hand was directly crushed under the agitation of his mind!
The big man was even more startled, stepped forward and slapped Su Zimo on the cheek, and shouted loudly, "You wake up, little monk, don't scare me!"
Su Zimo didn't respond, his eyes were tightly closed, and the beating of his heart became weaker.
The big man looked anxious and shouted a few more times.
Su Zimo still didn't respond, and was already angry.
After a while, Su Zimo's heart stopped beating completely, and he stopped breathing under his nose and mouth, and the blood flow in his body became slower and slower until it was completely still.
Su Zimo's body gradually cooled down and lay motionless in the soil.
"It's over, it's over."
The big man sat on the ground, his face pale, and he was completely stunned.
"What a good seedling, who can perfectly inherit Lao Tzu's ability, that's all..." The big man's eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself.
The old monk frowned, his face ugly, stared at the big man and asked, "How much blood did you drink for him?"
"There is only one strand, less than one ten thousandth of a drop of blood." The big man dared not look into the eyes of the old monk, and said in a low voice.
The old monk has been practicing Zen and worshipping Buddha for countless years, and he has seen all the vicissitudes of the world for a long time.
But hearing this, the old monk was also really angry, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you crazy! The power in your blood is enough to destroy the Yuanying Zhenjun ten times! You actually fed him all? "
The big man was dejected and muttered: "This little monk dares to call Lao Tzu a red-haired ghost, and Lao Tzu wants to make him suffer a little bit, who would think..."
"You!" The old monk was angry.
"I, I, I also want his inner alchemy to recover as soon as possible."
Under the guilt of the big man, his voice was a little stumbling.
The old monk saw the big man's expression of remorse and remorse, but he couldn't say what he wanted to reprimand.
This is the end of the matter, and it cannot be undone.
"Ugh."
The old monk let out a long sigh and said sadly: "Perhaps this son's fate should have this disaster. I didn't expect to come here and still be unable to break free from fate."
"I killed him."
The big man lowered his head and lost his soul.
After being silent for a while, the old monk said softly: "Bury him here. Under this cemetery, the people who are buried are the peerless powerhouses from ten thousand years ago, and they are worthy of his name."
Having said that, the old monk knows that death is like a lamp.
What is the foundation of the extreme realm, what is the evil spirit of the ages, all these false names will be lost in the long river of time with the passing of life, and finally forgotten by people.
The old monk sighed in his heart, waved his robe sleeves, rolled up Su Zimo's body, and was about to walk deep into the cemetery.
Sudden!
The old monk's expression changed, and he let out a sigh.
"Not dead yet?"
The old monk put Su Zimo down again, his eyebrows flickered, and he spread his consciousness and circled around Su Zimo's body.
Su Zimo's state is extremely special.
The heart has stopped beating, but the inner alchemy, which was originally broken, is slowly spinning.
It's just that the rotation is very small, and the old monk and the big man are concerned about it, and they didn't notice it at first.
The big man came over and found the abnormality in Su Zimo's body.
"What a terrifying practice!"
The big man took a deep breath and said in shock: "The vitality has been extinguished, and this exercise is still running on its own. This is to pull this child back from the gate of hell!"
The old monk looked solemn and said solemnly: "Although this child has no heartbeat or breathing, it can only be regarded as suspended animation, so there should be help!"
long silence...
Boom!
suddenly!
There was a tremor in Su Zimo's chest.
Although the voice was weak, the two old monks could hear it clearly!
heartbeat!
come to life!
The old monk and the two were shocked and their eyes brightened.
slowly.
The heartbeat is getting faster and stronger!
Crash.
The blood flowed again, the momentum gradually became mighty, and the sound of the tide was faintly heard!
call!
Between Su Zimo's mouth and nose, he exhaled endless demonic energy, red as blood, rolling turbulently, and condensing a ferocious ancient demon king in the void!
Wild Bull, Stone Bear, Giant Python, Blood Ape, Divine Colt, Underworld Tiger, Wind Leopard!
The seven ancient demon kings are lifelike, with sharp claws and scarlet eyes, murderous and brutal.
With the cultivation of the two old monks, they are both slightly moved!
The next moment, above the seven ancient demon kings, the demonic energy surged, and a blood-red butterfly appeared faintly.
The full moon on those wings, like a pair of cold eyes, is breathtaking!
When the old monk saw the butterfly, his expression changed greatly, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't help but take a half step back.
The big man was so frightened that he shivered all over, knelt on the ground with a thud, tears streaming down his face, bowed his head and cried, "Eldest sister, I was wrong, it was an accident just now..."