Pursuit of the Truth

In the deep pit of Su Ming’s broken star in this morning, listening to the mutter from Bai Ling, it is also in this morning truth, in the original fairy area, there is even one there. For the four real worlds, it is also a very strange place for the three wilderness.

There, it is the hometown of Su Ming’s memory... the land of yin death!

This yin dying exists in the entrance of the starry sky. It is a whirlpool that seems to have no end. At this moment, although there are countless hurricane whistling outside this whirlpool, this is enough to destroy the monk, the whirlpool of the collapsed stars, actually...can’t Inciting this dying whirlpool, it can only be swept outside, but it can't be caught in the whirlpool.

In this sinister vortex, there is an unknown amount of space, and there are many ethnic groups living in those spaces, and the barbarians are just one of the spaces, just one of them.

Today, in one of the many spaces, there is a fiery world, the sky is red, the earth is red, and countless fires are filled in the world, rolling with fiery winds, blowing the glaring fire, making This world, like Jiuyan Hell!

At this moment, on this land like hell, there is a mountain surrounded by flames. This is a volcano, a volcano that has never been extinguished for countless years. There is a majestic pool of fire. The Yanmian pool emits red awns, and the volcano reflects a dark red.

In this pool of fire, there is a purple coffin floating. This coffin does not know how many years existed here, but the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the coffin are tens of thousands of years.

The coffin is branded with countless runes, and each of these runes flashes at every nine interest, as if it is never ending, it will shine forever, but... suddenly the sound of the cymbal from this coffin is For the first time in countless years, the rhythm of the runes on the coffin was changed, so that they no longer flashed at the nine-point, but became a bit of interest.

As the sound of the cymbal became more and more intense, it seemed that someone was constantly bombarding in the coffin, and the flickering of the rune on it changed rapidly. From the eight interest rate, it became a seven-time interest, and then it became Six interest rates, until the moment when the coffin flashed at every three interest rates, the coffin suddenly heard a roar.

In this roar, the cover of the coffin suddenly rose up and slowly floated in the air. At the same time, the surrounding pool of fire also violently rolled up. If there was roaring, it was here. Suddenly, an arm suddenly protruded from the coffin.

It was a thin, thin arm, with five fingers, and a moment of sticking out of the coffin, all the volcanic blasts broke out immediately, and the whole earth of the outside world roared, and the sky was violently trembled in this volcano. A red cloud layer appeared immediately on it.

As if the whole world was stretched out in the arm of the coffin, it was instantly affected. Then, with the arm that protruded from the coffin, its open five fingers slowly held into a fist, and immediately the whole The flames and fires of the world, as if in the moment, centered on the arm, madly rewinded here.

All this is just the time when the arm is holding the fist. If you look down from the highest point of the world, you can clearly see that the whole world’s earth is full of fire, and where the flames pass, the earth has lost everything. It was hot and became black.

At the same time, all the flames, including the clouds of the sky, were all absorbed by the volcano, and they were condensed in the palm of the arm. When the person grasped it, in the palm of the hand, there was more A red bead.

There is a sea of ​​fire in the beads, and there is a cloud of fire, like a world.

A sigh came out from the coffin. Gradually, a tall figure slowly sat up from the coffin until a battle, and a red-red robes appeared on the figure. The robes are not ordinary clothes, that is... robes!

It is even on the top of this person, a crown of emperors appeared, making this person suddenly have an imperial domineering, compelling to reveal, flooding the volcano, flooding the whole world.

"Is it a failure..." The man whispered softly, with a strange majesty in his voice, and a sense of the world, as if he had said the word "failure," but no one could feel the slightest failure. Regret.

"I have long guessed that there is too little success in this matter. The Su Xingyi generation is a hero, and there is no backhand, but the original plan is to know what the Suxuan clothes are holding.

An enemy that cannot be seen clearly is terrible, and what can be seen is not terrible.

This plan, this is to introduce Su Xuanyi's plan, let Yan know, what is he going to do..." In the words, this man wearing a robe and wearing a crown, slowly raised his head and revealed his Look, he... it’s the Emperor!!

In other words, his appearance is exactly the same as that of Emperor Tian, ​​but his face is more vicissitudes, and the hegemony is more intense. The feeling of cultivation is stronger!

"With a smashing soul that flies out of the scorpion, as a temptation, if it succeeds, it is best. If it fails, it doesn't matter. A fairy union in the district is lost." The man faintly opened, his eyes flashed. Looking up at the sky outside the crater, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Three emperors and five emperors, how are you resting?" His voice came out of the world, echoing in the whirlpool of yin and death, and after a while, immediately from the whirlpool of seven turbulences, there were strong waves whizzing .

More horrible gods touch each other here, as if they are communicating with each other. For a long time, these gods have dispersed and returned to their own world, and the whirlpool of yin and death has gradually calmed down.

"As with delusion, let Su Xuanyi change well outside. We don't need to go out so quickly, let him continue to complete his plan. At the last minute, let him know that everything about him...just a Joke.” The Emperor smiled lightly and slowly re-laid in the coffin, loosening the palm of his right hand, causing the red beads inside to spread out, making the world re-emerged by the fire.

"My injury has been completely restored 10,000 years ago... I can't say it, I can't say it... I have already explored its edge, give me some time, I may be really qualified... Stepping into that threshold, I would like to thank you for this. You, Su Xuanyi..." Emperor murmured, the coffin covered with a slam, and after the banquet was sealed, the coffin slowly sank into the pool and disappeared.

......

"Damn immortal alliance, **** road morning, **** this sky, **** this hurricane!!!" In the morning of the real world, one of the equally broken stars, one wearing a black robe, but the look is Extremely embarrassed, but in the eyes of the young man with a madness, his hands are lifted up to the sky as if they are holding up.

"Small, hold on, the battle will be arranged successfully, this **** hurricane can not destroy the repair of our battle hall!" This young man, there are nearly 20,000 monks behind him, all Qi Qizhen, all sent out to repair For this, to integrate into nothingness, gradually a light curtain slowly appeared, as if to cover the stars.

In the crowd, the ancestors of the fire and Zhu Youcai are all inside!

......

The same is the morning of the real world. In the hurricane of the starry sky, there is a leafy boat that seems to regard this hurricane as a big wave in the sea. It is a sea water, and it is swimming here.

"Wind, the stars, you are beautiful... broken, nothing, but there is no sunshine, ah, why are you not beautiful..." The sound of Lang Lang, from the boat floating in the boat, seems to be intoxicated when reverberating The meaning.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"The son of the literary genre is flying, and it is rare in the ages. This is definitely the best poetry that the prostitute heard." With the enchanting voice, it was the woman's smile.

As the lonely boat gets closer and closer, you can see that there is a mist around it. This fog looks thin, but it seems to restrain the hurricane in the starry sky, so that the boundary force in the hurricane cannot be scattered into it.

Through the fog, you can faintly see that there is a case on the lonely boat. There is a long-haired man sitting next to him. The man looks very handsome, and he has a gentle, floral-like charm.

Beside him, there are three beautiful women. These three women look at the man with tender eyes, as if the man’s mouth even said shit... then this **** must also be Poetic...

Some of them poured wine for the man, some held sweet sweet fruits for him, and the last one was gently pinching his legs, charming little face, and cast a slow look.

The man shook his head as if to relive his poetry.

However, behind these four people, at the end of the boat, there was a discordant voice that broke the poetry and painting here.

It was a thunderous snoring sound, and the sound actually had a regular rhythm, sometimes high, sometimes low, it was a very thick and big man, the big man fell there like a tiger, holding in his hand A pot of wine, although at the moment, in the dream, but the mouth is drooling, I do not know what dreams in the dream, very happy look.

"Little brother, come to do this pot of wine!" The big man turned over and snorted a few words in his mouth, and the snoring sounded even louder.

"Hey..." As if he heard the snoring of the big man, the flower-like man with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and looked at the distant starry sky, bowing his head and sighing.

"Little teacher, where are you..."

......

At the same moment, in the morning dynasty that became the ruins, in one of the 999 continents in the lower bound, from the broken ruins, there was gradually a figure, and he was carefully crawling out. He looked a little wretched. However, in this wretched appearance, it is a hateful sentiment.

"Su Xuanyi!!!" The man was trembling, his cultivation was very weak, but the hate that was scattered on him at the moment was enough to smash everything.

There was tears in his eyes. He looked around and slammed out in the sky. He was going to find this place and there was no other life. Even if there was a chance, he would never give up -

I finally finished writing before 12 o'clock, let everyone wait, I am sorry... (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)