ca-book Chapter 239 Heavenly Monument Artifact Spirit, Ancestral Fire Spirit, Spark of Life
Chapter 239 Heavenly Monument Artifact Spirit, Ancestral Fire Spirit, Spark of Life
"Oh~ there is still fighting power!" The inexplicable will-o'-the-wisp trembled non-stop, as if adding a handful of dry wood, it became even higher.
"Some things, the fighting spirit moves with the heart, even if it is sleeping, it can still sense the danger, and rise up immediately"
"Such a fighting instinct is worthy of his eternal body!"
The ghost fire showed a strange brilliance, and recognized Su Xunge's combat power.
But Su Xunge couldn't perceive the thoughts of this unknown thing that was so powerful that it made him shudder.
Strongly suppress the fear in my heart.
His demon blood trembled, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he roared like a lion encountering an enemy: "God or ghost, ghost or ghost, how dare you show your true colors?"
The will-o'-the-wisp was taken aback.
Although he had imagined countless scenes of talking to Su Xunge for the first time, he never imagined that the first time this kid saw him, he would swear at him.
"But this is also in line with his temperament, arrogant and unruly, arrogant~"
Will-o'-the-wisp thought to himself.
Immediately, a sound transmission of spiritual thoughts was sent out, reaching the depths of Su Xunge's soul: "You really don't know who I am?"
Su Xunge frowned and flattened, flattened and wrinkled again.
The corners of his mouth twitched and twisted, and the suspicious and speculative color on his face changed dozens of times in one breath.
Where he is now, he knows very well.
The sacred emperor's stele that has been passed down for millions of years by the people of Zhongzhou.
It records the path of the most outstanding Tianjiao throughout the ages, and it is a place where hundreds of millions of people's fortunes have gathered.
And this moment.
Can appear in the imaginary world and talk to himself.
And a life that is so strong that it can't give birth to the idea of resistance, basically there is no other thing.
Taking a deep breath, Su Xunge said with cold eyes: "Are you the artifact spirit of the Holy Emperor's Monument?"
The will-o'-the-wisp flickered, as if he was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, the flames danced freely: "It can be regarded as."
Su Xunge's brows and eyes stretched a little upon hearing this.
Although he is not a good person, he can even be said to be a potential devil.
But no matter what, he is now also a rising star among the Zhongzhou people.
If this group of will-o'-the-wisps is really the weapon spirit of the Holy Emperor's Monument, or something like a mountain god.
You shouldn't be embarrassing yourself.
But soon, his face turned ugly again: "Then the one who made things difficult for me just now is also senior?"
Until now, the scars on his body are still aching.
Not only during the conquest, but also the visible wounds on the body.
The most terrible thing is the secret method of Laoshizi Shensoul Dao Tree that Lord Wan Miaodao used before his death.
It almost broke his soul.
That is to say, he forcibly condensed his fighting spirit before he managed to piece together the disintegrated soul.
How can he not feel resentment when he finds the right master at this time.
"Haha~" There were two awkward laughs from the ghost fire.
Looking at Su Xunge's brows that were full of anger but did not dare to burst out, even though he, who had been sleeping like a day for eternity, also felt a sense of joy.
"It's me, it's me, but I prefer others to call me Zuhuoling." The Will-o'-the-wisp's thoughts trembled, and then a flicker disappeared.
In its place was a figure wearing a gray and ancient clumsy robe, but his face was hard to see.
"Little guy, are you angry?" The gray-white figure stood on the altar, condescending and full of vicious humor, without any scruples about Su Xunge's feelings.
"The spirit of the holy emperor's stele, how could it be such a thing?"
Su Xunge frowned tightly, and gave birth to a well.
Whether it's words, deeds or demeanor, this tool spirit is very much like that kind of old man full of mischief, who likes to make fun of young people like him.
Shaking his head helplessly, Su Xunge suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Your junior dare not"
But knowing that he couldn't contradict him, he still said teasingly: "I just came to experience it, but I was beaten like this by your old man for some reason. As an old man who has guarded the human race for countless years, you just watched me bleed ?”
Zu Huoling was slightly taken aback.
Unexpectedly, Su Xunge knew his identity and dared to negotiate terms with him.
As if with a beard, a cold hand brushed across his chin and asked back: "Didn't I just want to heal your wounds, you kid escaped and now you're blaming me?"
Su Xunge's face froze.
He didn't expect that the spark that shook his mind, spirit, and body just now was actually for his own healing.
He was still in a deep sleep at that time, and the instinct of the flesh sensed the approach of a foreign object.The will to fight rose immediately, so he didn't think about what the spark was.
Hearing what Zu Huoling said now, he couldn't help feeling the urge to burst into tears.
"Then you, old man, said it earlier, causing me to bleed all over the place again."
Su Xunge looked at Zu Huoling eagerly, the meaning in it was self-evident, and wanted him to give him another shot, so that he could be freed from this half-dead state of continuous blood loss.
Seeing this, Zu Huoling couldn't help being dumbfounded.
It's not only funny that the mighty and heroic hero from before can make such an expression, but also angry that this kid doesn't know good from bad.
"Forget it, it's fine to stay with you again!" Zu Huoling murmured.
Immediately with a wave of his hand, a beautiful firework floated out, flying straight to Su Xunge's Heavenly Spirit.
This time, Su Xunge did not refuse again.
Instead, he held his head up and took the initiative to accept this spark full of life.
Call ~
Firelight melted on the forehead.
In an instant, Su Xunge felt as if he was soaking in a fountain of life, every pore and every cell in his body emitted joyful joy.
The old skin faded.
The bad blood was replaced.
Broken bones heal in an instant.
The shattered soul then condensed again.
The effect of this spark far exceeded Su Xunge's expectations.
Not only did it allow him to completely recover from his injuries in an instant, but it also injected an unprecedented vitality into his physical body.
"I'm afraid the effect is no less than that of a great medicine king, or even a demigod medicine~"
Su Xunge thought to himself, and his eyes became suspicious.
This kind of fetish can save one's life in a critical moment, and transform into a new life in the limit.
If he could get a few more flowers out of the old man's hands, it would be worth all the beatings he had suffered.
I've been thinking about it.
Su Xunge couldn't help feeling ruthless secretly, shaking his heart.
"Pfft~" A mouthful of old blood spewed out from his mouth Zhang Xuyuan.
The splashed blood almost fell on Zu Huoling's gray robe.
"Old man, I was injured by the Great Dao. I just suppressed it for the sake of face, but now I can't hold it back anymore. You old man, please give me another three, five, seven, or eight flowers, and let me recover!"
He screamed terribly, and his face became distorted.
It looked like he was seriously injured.
but.
No matter how Su Xunge spurted blood, Zu Huoling didn't make any move.
It was like enjoying an art performance, quietly watching Su Xunge.
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The air suddenly became silent.
Su Xunge looked up at Zu Huoling longingly, and Zu Huoling also looked down at Su Xunge from the altar.
For a moment, two pairs of eyes that spanned the time and space of the ages burst out a strong fire in the imaginary world.