Chapter 1712: Burning Spirit

From beginning to end...
Su Jin has never faced such a terrible opponent.
He hasn't practiced for a long time. If he was given enough time, how could it be so miserable!
The other party wanted to exist forever, and could reach the peak even after killing himself. Even if the words were half-truth, it was not something Su Jin could resist now.
"Lingyu--" Emperor Yan looked excited, even though he heard it in the mist, it was clearly his daughter!
She went to the ancient continent, and found the real divine residence, at the very moment of her death, she returned!
Emperor Yan was very excited. He spent a great price and invited three holy kings to be born, even if one person died, one was seriously injured, or one escaped! Now his daughter, Su Jin can't defeat it at all.
"At a critical moment, Princess Lingyu stood up, what kind of terrible inheritance she has obtained!" In the imperial city, many people reacted to the sudden change.
"The ancient continent is mysterious and unpredictable. Princess Lingyu is afraid that she has a big chance!" Some monks speculated like this.
"Tianzi Su is already quite extraordinary, completely crushing the combined attack of the three holy kings, but facing the princess Lingyu is so powerless--" A monk was silent.
Five domains seem to be very strong now.
But the Five Realms is not a complete world. Many worlds outside are very powerful. Now many monks have gotten a chance in the ‘Ancient Continent’, which is not a bad thing. However, if Su Tianzi died, it would be a great loss to Wuyu.
"Tianzi Su has been seriously injured, and his body is cracking--"
On the street in the city, on the square where human monks gathered the most, there was a monk with blue light in his eyes, who turned out to be a natural pupil, and saw a scene that ordinary monks could not see.
Su Jin's whole body is suffering unbearably now, his body is slowly being torn apart like a spider web, this kind of pain is simply inhuman feeling, even he can hear his bones creaking.
"I am a cultivator against the sky, it is impossible to reverse everything! In this area, no one can control my life and death!" Su Jin's face is grim, even though he can't move, he can still speak, even he is still resisting!
If you don't resist, what else to talk about!
"Your talent is good, but unfortunately you haven't encountered many real strong people along the way, the kind of strong people who can play you in applause just like me."
Bai-haired Lingyu smiled lightly and said indifferently: "You are just a holy realm. In front of me, you are not qualified to talk to me"
"Fuck you!"
Su Jin roared, forcibly stopped the sweat from the pain, and clenched his fist fiercely, "I can't help it! My guardian monk is not afraid of everything, heal me!"
The three petrified divine bones in his chest began to urge endless ‘Pangu Will’, and the stone heart in the flesh began to be filled with stone color. At this moment, his whole body was enveloped by Pan Gu’s Will, unexpectedly...
Surprisingly, the tearing situation stopped! And is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
On the street in the city, the monk who was born with spirit pupils shook his heart, stepped back, his face paled.
"Fellow Daoist, what did you see again?" A monk knew that he had spiritual eyes, so he used him to obtain information, and asked quickly.
"Monster! It's really a monster!" In the cultivator's spiritual pupil, a blue light flickered, and then said: "His torn flesh is healing and improving quickly! I can't believe what I see!"
"Huh?" The scene was shocked.
With surprise in Baifa Lingyu’s eyes, he obviously did not expect Su Jin to behave like this, and said with a smile: "Struggling is useless. I just grabbed you at will. Then you will really see. What is the real strong."
"Come on! You son of a bitch!" Su Jin hates the person who looks down on him most in his life. The other party is still a great power who has practiced countless years, but it is no wonder that the other party's cultivation is tyrannical, because he is not strong enough!
"Swear, what if your physical body is healed, your true spirit is not the same, you were slandered by me." Bai-haired Lingyu giggled.
"My brother! Fight to the death!"
When Su Jin was healing his body, why didn't he know his condition? The pain in his body was getting worse and worse. It was not the pain of the body, but the true spirit of his soul.
When the opponent tore his own body, the true spirit was also severely injured. Su Jin has never encountered such a powerful opponent! No one can push him to this point yet.
"Just you?" Bai-haired Lingyu covered her mouth and smiled.
At the moment when she was not smiling, her eyes were slightly astonished.
Su Jin slowly closed his eyes during this period, and when he opened his eyes, the 100-meter void around his body was shaken into a black hole, and even the space debris ceased to exist in an instant!
fire! Scarlet flames swirled out--
"You used all your lifespan to ignite the true spirit. You reached the realm of the Saint King for a while." Bai-haired Lingyu was a little surprised, but there was still no solemn expression on her face.
Because the gap is too big!
Su Jin has come to an end today, it is impossible to live anymore!
"Kill—" Su Jin now had one thought in his mind, and he wanted to bring this woman to the funeral.
"Don't say that you are now forcibly reaching the Holy King for a short time, that is, you are now reaching the ancestral realm, and you are just entering the ancestral realm. You can't touch me at all, and if I kill you, it's easy to fall back." The white-haired spiritual rain slowly buffered Su Jin Come.
"Try it!" Su Jin raised his hand and pointed him up. He was forced to promote for a short period of time. Even if he didn't consume energy for even a second, it would directly appear as a ‘bridge to the sky’.
This immortal bridge integrates the creation technique of the'opening of heaven and earth', and is currently his strongest offensive method. Because of forced promotion, he cannot achieve the full strength of the'anti-heaven saint king' under normal circumstances, and he cannot survive anyway. Now, just put it on again.
Baifa Lingyu was barefoot, and she didn't even look at a fairy bridge rising and falling in the sky. For her, any resistance by Su Jin was futile and could not affect her at all.
But she feels that this little guy is quite talented, and few of her peers can compare it.
Useless? Is the gap that big?
Su Jin was stunned--
In this case, no matter how confident he is, there is absolutely nothing he can do. In the face of absolute power, he is not strong enough!
"Kill you, the emperor realm can be achieved within a thousand years." The white-haired Lingyu's pale red pupils were slowly lifeless, and she saw her dull lightly falling arm, forming a mark in front of her.
She started to move!
It was the mark of a blood lotus, the petals were blooming, the flesh-red pistils shook gently, the white-haired spirit rain flicked gently, the blood lotus mark drifted away, and killed Su Jin
Su Jin closed his eyes and quietly waited for the arrival of death.