Pursuit of the Truth

Sixteen 盏, fourteen 盏 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 连续 qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing qing Not only is there no weakness, but instead it is retreating with itself, and as it continues to advance, such as swallowing itself is generally rapidly growing.

"Damn!!" After the retreat of Su Xuan, his heart has determined that Su Ming is the first identity of the spirit. In his opinion, if this is not the case, Su Ming can never do this, but it is the case. He felt too ridiculous. He had to know that his Su Xuanyi had been plotting for many years, but he still could not successfully enter the world where the Temple of the Spirit was located. He could not rise to the immortal. Otherwise, why should he be so embarrassed now?

He chose another road that became the first of the spirit, to win the morning, to enslave the sea, to take the lead, to become his own fruit, but all this, with the strong intrusive bombardment of Su Ming at this moment, Su Xuanyi’s plan collapsed completely.

"But it is..." Su Xuanyi sighed in the heart, and this matter can no longer be reversed. This morning is bound to no longer belong to his Su Xuanyi, and his preparations for many years are destined to be turned into Su Ming. The creation, despite the inner grievances, despite the strong unwillingness, but the character of Su Xuanyi’s character makes him once again unable to change the situation, he immediately gave birth to the idea of ​​leaving.

It’s just a part of his plan to win the morning, and if the plan is successful, everything can continue to develop, but even if it fails, Su Xuanyi has other back-hand preparations. He can give up the morning and the real world. Go to win the real world of the Emperor.

Su Xingyi, who was not reconciled, chose to leave, but under the bombardment of Su Ming’s soul, Su Xuan’s thoughts shone, revealing the meaning of sinisterness. His hatred of Su Ming was unprecedented and extremely strong.

"Even if Su is destined to be unable to participate in this battle, but ... can not make you better, since I can not give it. And this morning will be prepared. Even after this matter, it is doomed because of it. It’s more difficult to be wary, so if that’s the case, then... I won’t let you succeed!” Su Xuan’s singer’s turn, once again in the soul of the roar, now only occupy the morning and the real world A range of moments...

"The fire of the flames, the burning of the machine, the invincible. Seal this... arrogant!!" Su Xuanyi's voice echoed, the 14-inch oil lamp still exists in the Emperor's true world. This moment directly extinguished the thirteen gongs. With the thirteen oil lamps extinguished, the last remaining oil lamp, its radiance could not be described as glaring. The radiance almost rushed out of the palace and spread directly toward the starry sky.

At the same time, the tens of thousands of monks prepared by Su Xuanyi in this period of the Emperor's true world, squirting blood at the moment, immediately wilted one by one, and even nearly 30% of the monks, the body directly became Fly ash, if burned by the invisible flame.

With the death of 30% of monks. With the gloom of all monks. Their vitality rises and rises, and they are nourished by the flames. After forming the endless light, it merged into the realm of the morning and merged into the soul of Su Xuanyi. It became an immortal and became a huge wick!

The wick swayed, and the sea of ​​fire roared around, and the flash disappeared in an instant. When it appeared again, it was shrouded in Su Ming, with Su Ming as the wick and burning.

"Xunzi! I see you continue to win the battle, and seal it!" When Su Xuanyi’s voice slammed with vengeance, his soul broke open, but he decisively cut himself into the morning. The soul, paid the price of part of the soul, cut off the connection with the real world of the morning, and returned to the real world of the Emperor.

In the hall of the Emperor of the Emperor, the eyes of Su Xuanyi, who meditated on the knees, slammed open, and there was a lot of bloodshot in the eyes of the body. Under the earthquake, seven blood were continuously sprayed, and each blood spouted. His body will wither away, his breath will be weaker, and his face will be older.

When seven blood spurts out, his body is already skinny. His breath is like a gossamer. His appearance is no longer middle-aged, but a gloomy old man.

"Su Ming!!" Su Xuanyi almost bite his teeth, he is very reluctant in his heart, in order to win the morning of the real world, he prepared for tens of thousands of years, and prepared more than ten magical means to ensure their own success. Eighty percent.

But most of these means require seventy-two oil lamps to ignite, forming a eternal light, to maintain the soul of immortality, not to use the rapid consumption, but ... the candle is not enough, so that he can prepare almost 90% of the means Casting, this matter makes him feel unwilling.

In the same way, there is also a hint of remorse in the heart that should be completely killed in the same year, should not listen to Sang's dissuasion, that is just a ants who have no use value, let them fend for themselves.

"I can't pretend to be the morning real world, so no one can give it!" Su Xuan clothing panting, part of the soul's shattered, heavy load for him, no less than a serious injury, but he can not do this If it is not broken into the soul of the morning, then if it is forced to devour the only remaining range of the original, Su Ming will immediately follow his soul, making irreparable to his soul. The heavy blow.

Instead of this, he simply decided to cut off his own, at the cost of blocking the other party's pursuit of the road, but also for himself to fight for a ... ... killing Su Ming.

Su Xuanyi stared at the only one of the seventy-two oil lamps in front of him. Now he is still burning and staring at the wick inside the lamp. It seems that there is a su ng in the wick.

The corner of his mouth showed a smirk of smirk, and Su Xuan’s clothes were lifted up under his hands, and immediately pointed at the light.

In the morning of the morning, when Su Xuanyi cut off the soul of fusion with this world, Su Ming immediately felt a strong crisis of life and death. This crisis suddenly appeared. The surrounding fire was invisible, and outsiders could not see it. Ming is able to see qingchu, the fire around this is a fire that can burn all souls.

"Study... Fengming..." When Su Ming’s soul flashed, he also noticed that his fǎngfo was made into a wick, and those seas surrounded him, and they never stopped.

Even at this moment, those seas of fire immediately rumored, and suddenly swiftly rotated around Su Ming. With his choice, Su Ming immediately saw two hands in the fire sea, fǎngfo, the two hands In the embarrassment, with the action, the sea of ​​fire rolled jiliè several times, and went straight to Su Ming here.

"This is your last resort." Su Ming's soul flashed, and sneer, while the crisis of life and death became stronger, despite the flames of the surrounding sea, and his soul was confined to a range. Can not leave, if it really became a wick, but he is still sneer, its soul roar.

"If you don't move, the soul will not die. If you can't kill the soul, you can't stop it. If you don't want it, then the spirit will be there first, and the spirit will be indestructible first!" Su Ming's thoughts came out of the moment, away from the endless starry sky, Su Ming's physical knees In the place where it was, the Zhibao ring on the right index finger suddenly shone brightly. After flying out, it floated above Su Ming, and the light shone like rain and covered his body.

With the spread of a smattering force in the ring of the treasure, immediately in the distant starry sky, Su Ming was trapped in the wick, and the ray of the ring of the treasure appeared. This light shrouded its soul and allowed it to be surrounded. The sea of ​​fire roared, but it could not hurt Su Ming, and all of them were extinguished in the light of the ring.

Su Ming... is no longer the weak person of the year. At this moment, he is the first of the spirit. There are a number of powerful people in the three wild worlds today. Even in the three hundred and sixty circles of the anti-St. Still a strong person who can dominate the party.

Years of experience, gave him a cautious character, countless times of life and death, gave him a decisive sizzling, all of which condensed together, formed Su Ming to do anything, will analyze and judge, will go to prepare.

For example, this is the treasure ring, he used to fight with Su Xuanyi before, in order to beware of other accidents.

At this moment, the ring is surrounded, Su Ming's soul does not move, he is not in a hurry, the fire around can not exist forever, the burning of this flame requires Su Xuanyi to pay more, will never last.

"It is impossible for a long time... scorpion, although you are prepared, but compared with Su, you are still too young, this fire..." Inside the palace of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Su Xingyi stared in front of him. The only oil lamp, a corner of the mouth reveals a gloomy sarcasm.

"This fire Su only needs to be pushed, the power of its burning is not Su Sheng, but you!" Su Xuanyi slammed his hands, and immediately the oil lamp made a sizzling sound, and the inside of the wick swayed juliè. .

At the same time, in the morning of the Tao, the soul of Su Ming suddenly moved, and it was noticed that something was wrong. The fire around the world not only did not decrease at the moment, but it expanded after the extinction, and even condensed together. Two big flames, pointing to yourself.

Immediately afterwards, Su Ming immediately noticed that in his own soul, there was an invisible fire burning up. This was a fire that appeared from the inside. When the fire came out, it immediately picked up the pound that seemed to burn the soul of Su Ming. The power of 礴, it seems that he really became the wick, and his soul is the oil on the wick, the flame together, fǎngfo simply can not be extinguished, unless the soul is dissipated, can be exhausted!

At the moment when this flame appeared, Su Ming suddenly snorted.

"Dragon!"

I have been updated, my daughter is fine. Thank you for your support these days. Thank you for your concern. I also let my ears know that I am not alone. I have you by my side, no matter what, no matter when, we... …together!

Hold the box and worship deeply! (To be continued...)