Pursuit of the Truth

Five times of the spirit first, the fifth row, the seventy-ninth first spirit position, at that moment was touched by Su Mo, in the moment of integration, Su Ming's momentum swept the whole world like never before.

The earth trembled, the fog rolled, and five golden halls were set up around Su Ming, and the Temple of the Falling Spirit was surrounded by it, but it was bleak and without light.

With the fusion of Su Ming, when a few hours later, when the first row of the first spirit in front of Su Ming also disappeared, Su Ming’s body broke out with earth-shattering pressure. This instant makes all the spurs below five ranks look like a bow.

Let the golden hall of the sky be bleak, so that the Temple of the Fallen Spirit is looming, and it seems that it is difficult to withstand the majestic pressure from Su Ming.

Su Ming's power is unprecedented. At the moment, he seems to rise five times, but in fact, he is six times! Even when Su Ming returned to the Three Wild, and then went to the Hall of All Souls, his ascension would be... ten times! !

That will be beyond the existence of the old spirits, even at the moment, Su Ming, if he unites his will and cultivation, then he has reached the level of the old man, even in some respects, Su Ming... will surpass the heavenly spirit.

Su Ming looked calm, he closed his eyes in the air, did not choose to continue to rise, because at this moment he has reached a level of saturation again, he knows six times first, it is impossible to succeed, now is his The ultimate.

If he wants to succeed again, he needs to go back to the Three Wildernesses and change the real world of the Emperor into his own will. As a result, Su Ming, who has united the will of the four real worlds, will be sure to go for the sixth time. The seventh time is the first.

After a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes. His eyes were agile. His body converges at the moment, making him look like a mortal, but he stands there, but there is a whole world to set it up. Sense.

In fact, it is not just here. Su Ming at this moment can say that no matter where he is, he will let the world have a kind of bend in front of him and feel his worship.

Because, his level of life has transcended the real world, reaching a level that is second only to the three wild and sang, perhaps...·································································· For those who are even stronger than Su Ming, but... In addition to the three wilderness, there are no more than two in the past few years, which can reach Su Ming’s current level of life. At this point, he has already reached the peak. .

His enemies are now hard to come by. Unless they are in the two camps of the Anti-St. Dark morning, those deep hidden monsters may be able to fight with Su Ming. Except for the limited number of people, only those. Whenever the predecessor of the catastrophe can wake up in the past 100 years, Su Ming can pay attention to it.

After all, these people, they have lived for too long and too long, and their accumulation has reached a level of terrible horror, that is, the existence of catastrophe can not be destroyed. Only they can qualify.

Because Su Ming, like them, is complete, and the catastrophe is indestructible, but Su Ming is not willing to save. If everything is not going to be destroyed, the celestial body will hold the body in the sky. What he wants is It all changed completely.

In the silence, Su Ming waved his hand, and immediately the sky golden light disappeared, the temples of the temple disappeared, and the heavens and the earth returned to normal. Su Ming’s calmness stepped forward and disappeared into this world. When it appeared, it has returned to the realm of Xianzong. .

"It is time to leave here and return to the realm of the morning." Su Ming looked up at the direction of the yin whirlpool, and walked away when he whispered himself.

One step down, the real world is reversed, in this place belongs to Su Ming's immortal truth, anywhere, as long as Su Ming will be scattered, you can arrive in an instant.

Looking at the whirlpool of the ever-changing yin, Su Ming's figure turned into a rainbow, and it disappeared into it.

In the whirlpool, Su Ming’s speed is much faster than when he came before. It can be said that before entering the sangxiang world, Su Ming’s cultivation is very strong, but limited, but now he Beyond the countless times, whether it is in the will or the cultivation, there is a difference between heaven and earth.

The former Su Ming, if it was unspeakable, he could barely fight a battle, but now...··························································

Unless it is the kind of rumor that has reached a high level in the unspeakable realm, Su Ming can be slightly serious. Otherwise, it is unspeakable. Su Ming has not verified it, but he wants to verify it. Words need a bit of interest.

The figure of Su Ming in the whirlpool whizzes past, no matter whether it is absorbed or not, no matter the pressure from the top or below, it is extremely fragile in front of Su Ming, you don’t have to touch it yourself, just a will, immediately All smashed and collapsed.

That is, a few breathing time, Su Ming has already approached the area where the spirit was first robbed. At the moment of passing through this place, Su Ming’s body was stunned, and he looked around silently, and his face gradually became a bleak.

He can feel the faint demeanour left in this place. This dead air does not belong to this whirlpool world, but belongs to Su Ming's familiar... Tianling old man.

"He failed.······" Su Ming sighed. Actually, after knowing the truth about Sanmao, Su Ming already understood that it is impossible for the old man of Tianling to retaliate against the robbery.

Shaking his head, Su Ming is about to leave. Suddenly, his look is moving, his right hand is lifted and he is grabbed toward the right side of the vortex. Under this grasp, there are more than three thousand swirling worlds. In this moment, it becomes dark, and Su Ming’s The palm of the hand shrouded, from the ocean above one of the whirlpool worlds, the entire sky turned into the palm of Su Ming, and grabbed the sea.

The sea shattered in an instant, revealing a drop of blood inside it. After being caught by Su Ming’s palm, at the moment of retraction, there was a red lightning in this world, and then came straight to Su Ming’s palm.

This is the first robbing of the spirit. In the moment when the red lightning approached, Su Ming’s right index finger lifted up, and flicked toward the coming lightning, and a loud bang, the lightning crashed directly.

Su Ming’s right hand was unscathed, and when he recovered from the three thousand worlds, in the hands of Su Ming, the blood did not suffer a little bit of damage. From this blood, Su Ming felt the imprint of the life of the old spirits.

With this blood, the old man of Tianling is not really dead. If he can merge with another one in the realm of Sang Xiangzhen, perhaps he may have the possibility of resurrection.

Hold the palm of your hand, collect the blood, Su Ming body turned into Changhong, went straight to the top of this dying vortex, galloped away, getting closer and closer to the exit, away from the three worlds, the morning and the real world, more and more near.