Chapter 580 Do Everything to Fight for Your Life!

I don't know how long it took, Su Zimo woke up leisurely.

Gradually, the five senses began to recover.

Su Zimo first smelled a faint scent of books and ink, and he didn't know how long it was from the ancient books. It was a little old, but it smelled very good.

Then, the sight gradually became clearer.

The surrounding light was dim, and there were countless tiny dust floating in front of his eyes. Su Zimo struggled to sit up and found that two wooden boards were tied to his right wrist to fix the wound.

The muscles all over the body were still a little sore and swollen.

"Am I not dead yet?"

Su Zimo glanced around.

There are rows of wooden bookshelves standing all around, and many ancient books are placed on each bookshelf.

Most of the ancient books are covered with dust, and no one has read them for a long time.

This looks like a quaint study, extremely spacious, with at least thousands of ancient books!

Su Zimo only felt that his mind was dizzy, and his consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

He only remembered that he was chased and killed by Taoist Xuanyu, jumped down to Bury Dragon Valley, and he could not remember everything after that.

Su Zimo shook his head, his eyes turned, and he inadvertently landed on a bronze square tripod next to him, gradually recalling something.

The moment he jumped off the Dragon Burial Valley, he originally had the heart of mortal death.

But when he saw the little fox who had fainted in his arms, he felt a pain in his heart.

The fate of this little thing is too tragic.

He lost his mother when he was young, and was imprisoned by the red-armored giant crocodile for decades. He finally got his freedom and followed him to the outside world, but he suffered such bad luck.

The little fox has never seen the beauty outside, so is it going to fall like this?

Su Zimo couldn't bear it, he opened the storage bag, tried his best to take out the bronze square tripod from the inside, and got inside with the little fox.

Buried Dragon Valley is known as the ominous place.

I don't know how many outstanding masters, unparalleled strongmen have been buried.

What danger is inside, no one knows, the bronze Fang Ding may be their only hope of life!

Although he was in the bronze square tripod, Su Zimo could clearly feel that he was falling rapidly!

The wind whistled in his ears.

Outside the bronze square cauldron, an extremely terrifying aura emerged!

Infinite power is constantly hitting the wall of the tripod.

The more violent, the more amazing!

boom! boom! boom!

Every time it hits, there will be a deafening loud noise, the momentum is terrifying, it seems to smash the bronze square tripod into pieces!

Su Zimo curled up, trying his best to protect the little fox in his arms.

But under such a violent impact, Su Zimo slammed back and forth in the bronze square tripod.

The terrifying roar seemed to drown everything!

Su Zimo only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and all the seven orifices were bleeding!

The power outside the Dragon Burial Valley is too terrifying!

Without the protection of the bronze square tripod, Su Zimo and the little fox would turn to dust in an instant, leaving no bones behind!

After a while, a more violent impact erupted.

Su Zimo slammed into the wall of the cauldron heavily, the whole person finally couldn't support it, and completely fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already in this spacious study.

"Could it be that there are still people alive at the bottom of the Buried Dragon Valley?"

Su Zimo thought to himself.

Suddenly, something next to him rubbed against his leg.

Su Zimo looked sideways.

I saw a small furry thing, blinking at him with big watery eyes, with a hint of concern and a hint of joy.

The hair on this little thing was as red as flames, as if it was covered with a layer of brocade, and its eyes were like bright black gems, and it was the little fox who fell into the Dragon Burial Valley with him.

The little fox was injured by Taoist Xuanyu before, but now it seems to have recovered.

Su Zimo felt a little comfort in his heart.

"I'm fine."

Feeling the little fox's worry, Su Zimo smiled and said, "This time the injury is a little more serious, and it will be better if you take care of it for a while."

As he spoke, he stood up and carried the bronze square tripod in one hand, before returning it to the storage bag.

"Um?"

Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.

The bronze square tripod did not move at all!

Although the bronze square tripod is extremely heavy, before that, Su Zimo lifted it up without any effort!

And now...

Suddenly, Su Zimo realized one thing.

His golden core has been destroyed, and his inner core has been shattered!

His Dan Dao was smashed abruptly!

Su Zimo subconsciously operated the inner alchemy, but there was a tearing pain in the center of his chest!

"Um!"

Su Zimo snorted, his body swayed, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

The inner alchemy is bleak, and it is covered with shocking cracks!

Su Zimo felt it carefully, and his face became even more ugly.

Naidan, there is no way to save it.

Jindan's situation is even worse!

The dantian in the lower abdomen is empty, like a black hole of nothingness, without a trace of spiritual power.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and slowly gathered the surrounding spiritual energy.

He can still feel the presence of the aura, and he can inhale the aura into his body.

But after the spiritual energy enters the dantian, it disappears, and it will not stay in the dantian for a while!

Today, his dantian is like a leaking air bag.

Water can go in, but it doesn't stay.

That is to say, even if Su Zimo wants to start from the Qi Condensation Realm, step by step, and re-cultivation, it is just wishful thinking!

This is why, abolishing the golden core is the most cruel punishment for monks.

Because, you don't even have the chance to practice again!

Su Zimo gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of unyielding color, he carried the blood, and did his best to lift the bronze square tripod.

At the same time, he absorbed the spiritual energy, took advantage of the short period of time that the spiritual energy circulated in the body, opened the storage bag, and sent the bronze square tripod inside.

This was a very simple move.

But Su Zimo spent a lot of energy, sweating profusely, pale and panting.

Su Zimo smiled miserably.

Since his cultivation so far, he has pushed almost all monks of the same rank horizontally with a strong and unparalleled attitude, and even crossed the realm to kill opponents!

He was called the number one evildoer of all ages by the major forces!

Unexpectedly, one day, it will be reduced to this.

Although Su Zimo still has a strong bloodline, it is impossible to compete with the real Jindan realm Tianjiao.

Not to mention that one day, he will seek revenge from Taoist Xuanyu.

"Is this my destiny?"

Su Zimo clenched his fists so hard that his phalanx was pale!

"I don't want to! I'm unwilling! I don't want to!"

"I want to fight for my life with the sky, even if I give up everything!"

The sharp fingernails pierced into the palm of his hand, oozing blood, and Su Zimo didn't even notice it, and there was a faint bloody glow in his eyes!

The little fox squatted in Su Zimo's footsteps and looked up at him with a worried look on his face.

Although she couldn't speak, she could feel the pain and unyielding in Su Zimo's heart at this time.

Nothing is more hopeless than the loss of hope.

At this moment, a chanting sound suddenly sounded outside the door.

"As I have heard, cultivate one's body with kindness, enter into Buddha's wisdom, and reach great wisdom. When I reach this shore, the name is universally heard in the boundless world, and there are hundreds of thousands of billions of sentient beings in Nenghua..."

The sound is like the sound of Sanskrit, pure and flawless, reverberating endlessly, and purifying the dusty heart.

But someone was chanting scriptures outside.

This chapter has been stuck for a long time, and it has not been sorted out. Do not panic, friends, I am still alive, and Zimo is still alive. . .