Pursuit of the Truth

The eye of the temple was torn apart, and its pupils were scattered in the contraction, and together with the scattered body, the huge body of the eye of the temple collapsed into the starry sky in the roar.

The immortal alliance monk, in the purple sea of ​​fire here, became a fly ash, together with more than a dozen people fighting in the top, they were also buried in the sea of ​​fire after the fire ancestor was released.

The gaps in cultivation have made all their resistances pale and powerless.

However, this battle seems to be a victory in the morning, but in fact, besides Su Ming and his entourage, the Taoist disciples here are only a few thousand people, and they are staring at each other and gradually gazing at them. When the ancestors were there, they showed a strong sorrow. After seeing Su Ming again, this stunned into a strong awe, and one did not know who was the first to react, and suddenly took a fist to Su Ming. worship.

"See your way!"

"I will wait to see the temple under the air!" The voice began to sporadically, and soon turned into thousands of people's sound waves, swirling in the sea of ​​fire, echoing in this starry sky, for a long time.

In the crowd, there are those robbers who have been fighting with the elites on the top and Ouyang Kong in the distance. They all hold their fists and worship, no matter what they are doing, they are strongly shocked at this moment. The mind, the awe of Su Ming here has reached the limit.

Su Ming looked at the distant starry sky, his eyes were faint, and he raised his head and raised his hand. Immediately, two storage bags appeared in his hand, and the gods swept away, and two of them were removed from it.

This is the only surviving thunder in the two storage bags.

In the sinking, he didn't immediately absorb it. Instead, he re-raised it and turned back to his battle boat. He was stationed outside the transfer point here.

After all, there are some problems in the transmission point of this place. It is difficult to open it immediately. About three days later, with the re-radiation of the transmission array, the news about this place and several other transmission points being attacked was known by Dao Chenzong. The connection between the various transfer points is restored again.

"This time the Xianzu Alliance launched a total of attacks on nine transmission points. Among them... except for ours, the other eight places, because they could not communicate with the outside world, could not pass letters, no reinforcements arrived, and were led by the emergence of the Alliance of the Immortals. Unprepared... Therefore, all died." On the battle boat of Su Ming, Ouyangkong whispered in front of Su Ming.

"Over the years, the army of the Alliance of the Immortals has been continually conquering a region. Wherever it passes, the vast majority of the ethnic groups will become part of its alliance, and it will be swallowed up by the morning.

Moreover, almost every other time, the Xianzu League will appear in the unprecedented treasures of the Taochen realm, such as the destruction of the Japanese thunder, and even now these past decades, the old man can be sure that within the Union of the Immortals, must There are other treasures. "Ouyang air said quietly, and put everything he knew to Su Ming here."

"The Immortal Alliance has three major forces, one of which is the entire Xianzu, and the other is the Fengmen..." When he said this, Ouyang consciously took a look at Xu Hui around Su Ming.

"The third is the ethnic group meeting. This is a temporary alliance composed of many ethnic groups, and the other two major forces, collectively known as the Xianzu League.

Among them, the temple, similar to our Taoist association of the morning sect, co-ordinates all wars, plans all resources and distribution, is created by Fengmen, every battle, there are different numbers of temples, and often The commanders are also from the Fengmen.

Today, the temple saint is the Fengmen Saint Bai Ling.

Ethnic groups, similar to the war hall, are the ones that mobilize the most out of every war.

As for the immortals, it is a very mysterious existence in their alliance. Unlike the immortals in our impressions of the past, today's fairy areas have been completely blocked, and outsiders cannot enter the slightest.

However, the vast majority of the strong players in each battle are from the immortals. They seem to have mastered another way of practicing. They have been rushing forward, and many of the supernatural powers used are unheard of.

For example, on the battlefield of more than one million people three hundred years ago, the immortal sent a black robe. This person clearly did not have the power to repair, but he launched a magical power, and the starry sky was nothing. The battlefield is a black hole, with blood as the water, making the battlefield of this starry sky a well.

In the well, my morning morning monk, under the magical power, everyone's eyebrows are branded with moon marks, hundreds of thousands of people are physically distorted, forced to form a huge moon shape, by the black robe Just raise your hand gently, like fishing out, take away the tens of thousands of gods.

If it wasn't for Taishan's ancestors who came to the battlefield and smashed the black robes with their mighty cultivation, then the war... I feared that it had failed before it started.

However, the price of the black robes was also seriously injured. It was also seriously injured by the Taishan ancestors and had to return to the Tao Chenzong to retreat.

Another example is that in a small-scale battle five hundred years ago, the original morning sect had already occupied a great advantage. The Xianzu League had almost exhausted the moment, and the Xianzu League sent out... One let me Waiting for everyone to remember... Giant!

This person... This person's body is big, there are hundreds of thousands of feet, and the eyebrows are surrounded by seven stars, just a punch..." Ouyang's empty eyes reveal a sense of jealousy.

"The cultivation of this giant is obviously only in the late stage of the world, but the power of horror that erupted, like the black robes, is unbelievable. It is necessary to transcend it to be able to contain it. It is necessary to suppress it beyond a few orders!" Ouyangkong’s words echoed, and Su Ming listened and listened, his eyes were already sharp.

"I must have guessed the answer. I have been able to guess the answer. The scenes of the past few years have made me know very clearly. After the Alliance of the Immortals, there is a ... not belonging to the morning, or even The forces that belong to the four real worlds, the advent of this force, have made the Alliance of the Immortals have the power to confront the morning sects of our Tao.

Otherwise, how can a fairy union in the district still exist for thousands of years, and occupy half of the true starry sky. "Ouyang Kong smiled openly."

“What about the true ancestors?” Su Ming said suddenly.

"The identity of the true ancestors is mysterious and varied. No one knows who it is. However, since the war began, there have been no similar people. This is not the case of His Royal Highness. I am also anxious about people of all ethnic groups.

In addition, Daochen’s ancestors have never been retired, and the powers in the morning and the predecessors who have been invincible have not appeared. People always feel that there may be hidden secrets that I don’t know. "Ouyang air talks to Su Ming, seems to want to get an answer here in Su Ming.

Su Ming squinted his eyes. He thought of the golden mosquito and the devour of the extinct species in his body. The killing comes from the dark morning, so it is natural to be...anti-Saint!

In this way, many questions have already had an answer in Su Ming's heart.

The giant eye with the stars rotating, the huge golden mosquitoes, and the strange black robes, there are even some powers that are not revealed, but must exist, the forces behind this kind of, The advent of the real world in the morning, the Alliance of the Immortals launched the roots of the war... from ... against the hundred and eighty worlds!

In the darkness of the 180-year-old world, against the hundred and eighty-eight circles of the Holy Land, the struggle for the Tianyuan three wilderness has already reached a fierce level. Now that the anti-Sacred repression has come, then the dark morning camp...maybe Only the outsiders don't know.

In the face of these two huge forces, how can the three wilderness be able to resist, and how the Taochen real world will face it, presumably the true ancestor did not appear, and the power of the morning dynasty is silent, and there is also Great connection.

"The dark morning has already appeared, and the ancient will of the dying land occurred in the cause and effect of the fifth sea. This does not mean, the power of the dark morning." Su Ming eyes narrowed and thought of this problem.

Su Ming closed his eyes. He had a very strong feeling. The previous millennial war was just the beginning... just the beginning of a battle around the three wilderness.

The real battle will be more and more fierce, until the war has spread the four real worlds, burning the two remaining ancient countries, burning the three wilderness, and here to determine a affiliation, the three wild days Is it dark morning, or is it against the holy!

When Su Ming opened his eyes, his eyes hidden a flame of ambition. This flame was invisible, but it burned Su Ming’s body and burned his soul. This ambition may be very naive, perhaps it’s self-reliant. But it is Su Ming’s inner attachment.

"Perhaps, it does not belong to the dark morning, it does not belong to the anti-sanctification, but belongs to..." Su Ming did not continue to think about it, but the flame of his inner attachment is more roaring.

"This time, the shots of the Fairy Alliance made the transfer points lose the power of the letter. If the morning sect did not quickly come up with a solution, then... the old man can be sure that a war will be true in the near future. Expand within the boundaries!

My Royal Highness returned to Zongmen this time. In your capacity, I would also like to inform the old man’s worries about the old man’s concern... The old man’s ethnic group is in the morning force, the old man does not want to have one day... The Fairy Alliance has captured the morning The power of the group, with the blood of the ethnic group. "Ouyang Kong is holding a fist to Su Ming, and once again deeply worships."

"I will do it." Su Ming's gaze fell on Ouyangkong, and moved away to look at the starry sky. In his heart, he whispered the indifference that the outsiders could not hear.

"Without destruction, there will be new students."

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