Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 393: Dinghai Roll

Originally, the countercurrent of the seabed had already made Su Zimo feel the pressure.

It was also under this pressure that he was able to get through one of the seven acupoints.

After being drawn into the Linghai Vortex, Su Zimo felt more powerful pressure. Under the last resort, he could only run the Wild Demon King's Secret to fight against it.

Filled with flesh and blood, big muscles shake, tremor of bones, cutting marrow to exchange blood, refining the five internal organs, open up seven tricks!

Stimulated by the Linghai vortex, the endless demon spirits constantly rushed to the skull, impacting the final eyes and points, again and again ...

I don't know how long before, when he was in the vortex of Linghai, Su Zimo, who was out of control, suddenly opened his eyes, and two ray of light burst out, showing the whole of the gloomy sea floor!

Seven acupoints, as many as possible!

The skin muscles, bone marrow, five internal organs, and seven acupoints are established, and the cycle begins and ends, forming a large weekly cycle in the body.

The Linghai vortex still exists, but Su Zimo's body is still in place. No matter how the sea water scours, rotates, and twists, he remains motionless!

The seven tricks passed through and the dizziness disappeared.

Sudden by the turmoil, Su Zimo couldn't help but grow up.

The screams are high, they wear golden cracks, and they even cover the roar of Linghai!

The monk who was standing on the shore watching, and still suspicious of hearing this shout, couldn't help but feel shocked and dismayed, and the doubts in his heart were gone.

"This man is still alive!"

"Is this ... this person is going to be the second to be inherited by the Sword Emperor?"

Shulu Zong, the demon Bai Yu, stood on the reef without saying a word, looking gloomy.

"Look!"

At this moment, someone pointed at the depths of Linghai and exclaimed.

The crowd looked around and saw the huge vortex of the Linghai, like a bottomless pit, seemingly being pulled by some force, moving slowly towards Daoshan!

"How is this going?"

Everyone was confused, for unknown reasons.

At this moment, if a monk can fly to the sky over the Linghai and look down, you will definitely see an amazing scene!

At the very center of the Linghai Vortex, there is a monk in a blue shirt walking in the middle of the ocean, walking with his hands on his back, his eyes clear and deep, his body full of enchantment.

Every step he took, he pushed the Linghai Vortex forward a bit!

The entire Linghai was touched by him!

Time passed slowly.

In an instant, day and night passed.

And that huge vortex of the Linghai has also come under the Blade Mountain, and under the gaze of countless eyes, a black-spot-like figure emerged from the Linghai and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Passed!

After a thousand years, another monk passed the test left by the Emperor, and is about to get the inheritance of the Emperor!

On the shore, while many monks were stunned, their eyes were jealous.

Bai Yu's eyes narrowed, his eyes flickered.

No one knew, at this time his heart was more shocked!

Because he had heard that a thousand years ago, the predecessor of the Shuluozong who was passed down by the sword emperor was exhausted after passing through this spiritual sea.

After resting for seven days, he recovered his strength and climbed to the top of the mountain.

But now, after crossing the Linghai, the man in front of him still had the strength to rush to the top of the mountain!

"This person must die!"

Bai Yu closed her eyes and meditated in her heart.

He knows more about the sword emperor than other monks.

According to legend, the sword emperor is on top of the mountain, leaving two volumes of secret methods.

One of them is the mystery of the mind, which has already been taken by the predecessor of Shurazong.

The other one is said to be the five-style knife method.

In other words, the inheritance Su Zimo will get is the five styles of swordsmanship.

The more sophisticated the sword, the harder it is to master, and there are different levels and realms in the sword.

Bai Yu believed that in a short period of time, even if Su Zimo could learn the five-style sword, he would never be able to control the essence of the five-style sword.

"This person's practice is still low, and his skill is not very good. If he wants to kill him, now is the best opportunity!"

Bai Yu took a deep breath and sat down on her knees. She planned to wait for Su Zimo on the shore to get her inheritance and kill him!

...

On top of the mountain.

Empty and desolate, there is only one stone monument.

Above the stele is a picture that is lifelike.

It was a rude man with an open mind and unbridled freedom, sitting alone on the seashore with a long knife on his knee, holding an altar wine in his left hand, looking at the sea, his eyes vicissitudes, and a touch of worry between his eyes color.

Although he has never seen the knife emperor himself, the moment he saw this painting, Su Zimo knew that this rough man was the knife emperor!

Su Zimo stepped forward, put his palm on the stele, and stroked it gently. As if through the rough surface of the stele, he could feel the breath of time passing by.

Suddenly, Su Zimo was shocked and stiffened.

A thought broke into Su Zimo's mind.

"After thousands of years, someone finally came here again, alas."

This sigh was both comforting and emotional. It was more relief.

"The battle of ancient times, the avenue of hundred soldiers withered, and Kendo alone. I will cross the South China Sea, and I ca n’t bear the severance of the heavenly sword pass, so I leave it in two volumes.

Su Zimo knows that this is just a remnant left by the sword emperor.

"The first volume, the tide volume, is the secret technique of the mind, and it has been passed down to people thousands of years ago."

"The second volume, Dinghai Volume, is a five-style sword, and it is passed on to you today."

The sound suddenly disappeared, and a picture appeared before Su Zimo's eyes.

I saw a rough man standing on the mountain of swords, arbitrarily holding a long knife, and leaping into the Linghai, his eyes were bright, his eyes were gone, his edge was sharp, he went up against the current, and faced him!

Wow!

The sea water was cut to the sides and a blank area was cut out!

Knife cut off water!

At the same time, the voice of Daohuang sounded, the first type of Dinghai volume: countercurrent type.

After the countercurrent, the sword emperor waved his long knife and made a circle around his body. The sea water rolled up thousands of waves, and the turbulent waves swarmed in all directions!

Dinghai volume second style: shocking sea style.

Immediately afterwards, the sword emperor retracted the sword and cut forward again.

The angle of this knife is a bit unique, as it is split in the air, twisted and rotated.

Falling across the knife, the whole Linghai seemed to be subject to some kind of traction, and suddenly spun up to form a huge vortex!

Dinghai volume third style: swirl style.

Seeing this, Su Zimo's heart suddenly burst into a slight realization.

All these types of swordsmanships he experienced in the course of crossing the Linghai.

Crossing the Linghai is not only a test, but also a kind of inheritance!

The fourth type of Dinghai volume: Ripple type.

The fifth type of Dinghai volume: Dinghai type.

In a blink of an eye, the five-style sword exercise was completed.

The sword's voice continued to sound: "Although Ding Haijuan only has five styles of swordsmanship, but it has been integrated into what I have learned throughout my life. Now. "

"If you can understand the last form ... the world can go too!"

(End of this chapter)