Chapter 455: Are you going to die

Chapter 455 Are You Dead?
Su Zimo's fierce vigor, even the five sealers felt a palpitation!
"You must not stay here!"
The foundation of the seven veins can suppress the three arrogants of immortal, buddha, and magic. If he is to be inherited by the emperor ...
It's hard to imagine and dare not think!
The stronger Su Zimo's performance, the greater the potential, the stronger the determination of the five sealers to kill him!
The crimson demon swelled, and an ancient big demon looked like a substance, snarled and rushed up, biting and hitting the purple long sword stabbed on the face.
boom! boom! boom!
The long sword broke through the air, exuding endless coercion, strong edge, terrifying momentum, and shattered the ancient big monsters gathered from many evil spirits one by one.
Purple gas and demon energy are constantly colliding and eroding.
Each monster breaks down, and the crimson red spirit around Su Zimo's body will fade.
And the power of Zijian is obviously not as strong as the original, and the light is gradually dim.
boom!
There was another loud noise.
The purple sword collided with the last monster.
All the monsters and monsters, all disappeared, and the purple sword also turned into purple qi, belonging to the heavens and the earth.
The Zixiao School sealer gave a full blow and was blocked by Su Zimo!
And it was safe and sound!
Su Zimo gasped.
This time, almost exhausted all his strength.
Since arriving here, he has been fighting.
If he had practiced the Secret of the Desolation King for a very long time, he had amazing physical strength and strong blood, and he would have been exhausted.
Now, blocking the sword of the Zixiao School Sealer, Su Zimo's heart is bursting with weakness, weakness, and exhaustion.
Had it not been for enemies to feed, he would have fallen.
The outbreak of the power of Jin Dan Realm by the sealers has only one consequence, causing the space cracks in the ancient battlefield, tearing and devouring it ruthlessly!
Behind the elders of Zixiao School, cracks appeared, dark and mysterious, and the wind was howling.
Su Zimo looked over there, sneer slightly, a sneer flashed in his eyes.
The Zixiao sent the old man to grind his teeth, his expression unwilling, and said coldly, "Little beast, you don't need to be proud! It won't be long before you come down to accompany me, hahaha ... Ah!"
Screamed.
The body of the old man from the Xiaoxiao School was torn into a fragment by the cracks in the space, and turned into a mist of blood.
After a while, the space returned to stability and the cracks closed.
Huh!
A huge silver light descended from the sky, terrifying.
But it was the breeze from the old breeze view, and the three thousand silver wires spread several feet, bunched into a huge silver stick, and smashed hard at Su Zimo's head!
Su Zimo took a deep breath, reached out his right hand, spread his fingers, and grabbed the silver long stick that hit him on the face.
boom!
The palms collide, and the voice of defeating leather is heard.
Although the right hand held the silver stick firmly, the flesh and blood on the palm had burst, a horrible force poured into the body, the viscera was severely impacted, had been cracked, and a crack appeared on the road!
puff!
Su Zimo's eyes darkened and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Fortunately, there is this scarlet bone palm, otherwise, the old man would be enough to break my arm!"
Su Zimo thought so, fortunately.
"Oh ... naive."
The breeze-watching old man suddenly chuckled, his eyes full of jokes.
"Ok?"
Su Zimo's look changed.
I saw the silver long stick in his palm suddenly spread out, and the three thousand green silk was like a long whip, and he was severely drawn on his back!
Snapped!
Blood flashed and the sound of bone fractures sounded.
Su Zimo's face was pale, and he was almost slumped, almost kneeling on the ground.
This change is extremely sudden. The dust is in the hands of the old Tao, as if it has life, it is rigid and flexible, and full of spirituality.
Su Zimo's back was blurred by this pumping, as if it had been scratched by countless sharp blades, and the pieces of broken shirts were sticking on it, which was unbearable.
The lute bones on his back were smashed and broken, and the blood-red bones were bare. It was shocking!
Until this time, Su Zimo realized another terror of the Great Demon King's Secret.
The vitality is amazing!
In other monks, or ordinary creatures, the viscera was broken, and they were so severely damaged. The vitality in the body had long since been cut off, and the dead could not die anymore.
But at this time, Su Zimo can still stand!
With each breath, I can feel that the injury in the body is healed a little bit, but the injury is too severe, and the speed becomes extremely slow.
"Not dead yet?"
Seeing Su Zimo who was slowly standing upright again, Qingfeng Guandao stared at his eyes, watching this scene incredibly.
The shot he shot was enough to blast any flesh of the monk.
But I didn't expect Su Zimo to stand up again!
"Unfortunately, almost."
Qingfeng Guan Lao Tao sighed, some unwilling.
He has no chance.
A crack in space emerged and swallowed it directly. The dust in his hands was torn into pieces by the crack!
Hum!
At about the same time, the sound of Jianming sounded.
"go with!"
The sealer of the mixed Yuanzong shot, sacrifice a flying sword, and pointed at Su Zimo.
A streamer is coming!
The simplest method of cultivation and killing is also the most effective.
Suddenly, the warning sign in Su Zimo's heart flashed.
Too late to think, Su Zhimo clenched his teeth, flickered, and flickered aside.
puff!
A blood arrow burst out.
Su Zimo is still one step slower.
The long sword pierced his left chest and emerged through the body.
Although avoiding the heart, it is fatal to pierce the left chest and lungs!
Su Zimo's breathing became extremely difficult in an instant, as if a fire was burning deep in his throat, coughing blood constantly, and his body trembling.
The injury was too severe this time.
Since he practiced, he has never been hit so hard!
Even though his physical healing power is strong, there is also a limit. Whether this injury can be recovered is still unknown.
What's more, this is an ancient battlefield, no one will give him this opportunity at all!
Hum!
In mid-air, Fei Jian had just passed Su Zimo's chest, and immediately turned around the sword and killed him again, showing that the Seal of the Yuan Dynasty was extremely sophisticated.
An unprecedented breath of death loomed.
There is no need to alert the spirit. Su Zimo also knows that he has already entered the gate of the ghost with half a foot, and he can't escape this sword, he will surely die!
boom!
Su Zimo paused on both feet, exhausted his last strength and strove to the side.
Stab it!
Blood flashed, cramps came from the abdomen, and deep into the bone marrow, the blood on Su Zimo's face faded, and his feet were soft, almost sitting on the ground.
His physical strength was exhausted, and with serious injuries, it was a blessing to avoid the key.
This sword cut his belly directly into a mouth.
Su Zimo quickly reached out and covered his hands to prevent the intestines from flowing out. Blood swelled through the fingers and slowly dripped, soaking in his clothes, exuding a strong fishy smell.
In a blink of an eye, Su Zimo has become a blood man, only feeling dizzy and shaky, the breath of life in his body is rapidly flowing, irreversible!
"Are you going to die?"
Su Zimo murmured, and there was a stun in front of him, as if a figure flashed, stunning.
Even in the past years, this figure is still imprinted in the depths of his memory, never faded, never forgotten, clear like yesterday ...
(End of this chapter)