Pursuit of the Truth

Ah Gong looked at the chessboard, and with a smile on his face, sitting on the side of Su Ming, the laziness was very focused, and he was looking at the chessboard. When Su Ming spoke, her eyes were exposed, and the jade hand raised the wind. When the fluttering hair lingered behind her ear, suddenly the cypress was next to it, and she coughed.

"Agong." Ah Gong looked up, his eyes fell on the body of the cypress, and when the rain had already put down his hand, he gently moved the white son belonging to the Agong on the board.

"Agong, there are many people in the barbarian, they all want to come to see your old man. Do you want them to come over these days?" The orchids looked as usual, without any change, gently speaking to Agong, the look is very respectful. Look like.

"This thing ······ You have arranged it." Agong and Yan smiled, and the subconscious mind bowed down to see the chessboard. Sweep over with the rain, and immediately open.

"Agong, this game will take a while to continue. It is better for you to tell us about Su Ming’s childhood."

"Yeah, Ah Gong, tell us about his childhood, sister Lan Lan, you said no, no." Yu Yu quickly opened his mouth, compared with the gentle and elegant Woodlands, there is no age between them. Whether it is Yu Yu or Xu Hui, she uses her as her sister.

Xu Hui, the rain, whether it is character or the words of the week, gives a sense of petite, so among the three women, the smallest.

Ah Gong haha ​​smiled, no longer went to see the chessboard, looked up at the three women around Su Ming, smile more kindly, these three women have their own merits, all of them are arrogant, looking at them, Ah Gong looked at the Su at the moment to close his eyes Ming, openly talking to them about some interesting things about Su Ming’s childhood.

But I don't know, this chessboard has changed, making the disadvantages of the original Su Ming become an advantage.

All of this Su Ming did not pay attention. When he closed his eyes, his gods had spread and he turned into the will. At that moment, he came to the fourth real world.

The fourth real world is chaotic, and the consciousness of the first line of the spirit is full of all directions, with raging and madness, and with a arrogance that seems to tear the world apart. When it rises, it is about the fourth real world. Bloody killing.

In addition to the fourth real world, this killing also spread to the Yin Sheng, the Emperor, even in the realm of the morning, there are some spirits from the fourth real world, laughing in the shackles, and the dark morning against the holy life and death In the battle, whenever there is a dark morning anti-saint repair, it will immediately be inhaled by the monks who will be sucked by the spirits together with the body, as if swallowed.

Even... these are the seals that have been opened, and the spirits that have been released from the fourth real world. They simply don’t care if the enemy is a dark morning anti-san, even the monks of the real world are their attackers. Like food.

Every time you swallow a monk, you will let them grow stronger. As a result, the spirits that rushed out from the fourth real world set off another catastrophe in the three worlds.

At the same time, with the continuous death of the Sanyu monks or the dark morning anti-sanctifications over the years, especially the rushing and killing of the spirits in the past year, the whole three wilderness circles are somewhat different from the past. Su Ming can feel that with the death of these people, his will has climbed a lot. In this three wild world, it is full of tyrannical and intangible power that can make people crazy.

It seems that the **** flowers in the last days are constantly spreading and blooming, especially... Su Ming clearly perceives the feeling of moving in the past three years. The speed is comparable to that of the seven or eight before the killing. Ten years of appearance.

Everything seems to be seven times faster!

Only in this way can the four wings that had been formed for more than 3,000 years be formed into a havoc and become only five hundred years old.

Looking at the changes in the three worlds, Su Ming spread all of this in the bottom of his heart. If he realized everything, he couldn’t afford to waver in his inner peace. He understood that it was a robbery for him a hundred years later. Three wild.

If this robbery Su Ming can't spend it, then there is no need to talk about it later. If he can spend it, then after five hundred years, it will be a robbery of the three wastes. In the blink of an eye, he will win the three wastes. This is Su Ming has decided what to do.

I will not choose to cooperate with the three wildernesses. I will not mention the choice of Sanyue for Su Ming. It is not a choice, but a seed buried in the bottom of my heart. When the seeds grow up in a hundred years, they will bring the seal to the robbery.

Even if the Three Wilderness is indeed to cooperate with Su Ming, Su Ming will not choose this way, because... As he said, he is different from the road of the Three Wastes...

It has been repaired to the level of Su Ming and the Three Wastes. There is no good or evil between them, and there is no hatred. Some are just the different struggles of the will.

Originally, Su Ming was not sure about this, but...the old tree on the Emperor’s star, Su Ming looked at his eyes three times before leaving. These three eyes made him understand and let him understand. Causality.

A hundred years later, under the old tree, and the three wilderness, Su Ming will not escape, he will go!

Just like the long overseas, the old trees, the green ci is the sky, the blue is the sea, the green is the tree, go to the like, go to the day and connect the sea and the tree together...

"Perhaps, they are one and the same..." Su Ming’s heart sighed, the will was condensed, and no longer considered these things, but with the spread of the will, the whole world was filled with instantness, even if it was cloudy. The will of the Holy Realm does not belong to Su Ming. Even if the will of the fourth real world is repelled, the will of the four real worlds of Su Ming will instantly suppress these two wills, making them... ··· Do not dare to breathe, but temporarily sweep the true world, let Su Ming’s will sweep.

In the eastern part of the fourth real world, there is a huge mud in the starry sky. This mud is bloody, there are countless corpses soaked in it, there are dark morning anti-san, there are also three wild monks, and even dozens of people belong to the ninth peak. The disciples have lost their lives, and the body is slowly rotted and absorbed under this immersion. Surrounding the mud, it is nearly 30,000 dark morning anti-sanctifications. These people are wary one by one. The three spirits who belonged to them first led the battle of magical power to the mud.

The roar of the roaring sounds, the face of the mud first exposed, this face with a sly look at the monks around.

"You...····································································································· A blank, even the three spirits belonging to the dark morning anti-saint are suddenly solidified, and all the consciousness is lost. The huge mud trembles fiercely, and the face on it rises to death. Staring at nothingness, the rapid contraction between the eyes, revealing stunned.

"Who is who you are!!"

In his roundabout, a cold rush came out, and then a hand appeared in nothingness. This hand was not big, and it was lightly pressed down, and immediately the mud roared, and the body was suddenly visible to the naked eye. There were a lot of cracks in the moment, and when the sound of the cymbals reverberated, his body was almost 40%, and he collapsed.

"killing the dark morning against the holy, the tribe of the three priests, Su Ming no matter, can provoke the ninth peak ... you can not be an example." Su Ming's voice into the muddy spirit first ear, became a deep Deterrence, let this piece of mud tremble, in this moment, without the slightest struggle and rebellion, dare to rise.

The three words of the ninth front, in this moment, are deeply imprinted in the mind of this muddy spirit, and become a taboo!

Su Ming's terrible, this spirit first shocked deeply, even if he is crazy again, can face the absolute strength of this turn to destroy it, he can only bow his head and shed respect.

The fourth real world, the West, ridiculously stunned, a person who is as ordinary as a person, but has two full feet and feet, is moving in this starry sky, his body looks very uncoordinated, quite weird, but From this person, there is indeed a horrible breath, and his head is scattered, his upper body is naked, and there is a sinister evil in his smile. He is chasing seven or eight monks in front.

There are three of the seven or eight monks from the dark morning anti-san, four from the Emperor, and a female repair, three years ago into the ninth peak of the Yin Shengzhen.

In the laughter of the bigfoot, the right hand was lifted up, and the right hand suddenly extended, as if a vacuum was formed, and the three dark mornings against the monk were swiftly swept away, falling into the palm of his hand. One pinch, the three slammed into a meat.

When the big hand saw it again, the flesh was turned into the most powerful instrument, and went straight to the remaining five monks. The four monks were screamed and immediately penetrated by the flesh and became meat. Part of the mud, as for the female repair of the ninth front, when it was pale at this moment, it was caught by the stranger’s huge number of right hand, and when it was placed in front of it, the stranger’s intention was more sinister.

"Not bad, you can make a stove." The geek laughed and threw the woman into his sleeve. In his sleeve, there were thousands of female repairs in the seemingly small cuffs. He is coming.

When he turned and was about to leave, suddenly, this strange person’s body jerked, his eyes were dignified, his eyes were shrinking and staring at the unknown, and a white figure appeared behind him.

"So the spirit first, should not seal, should be wiped directly." Su Ming frowned, faintly open, the body step forward, the strange person snorted, he felt a strong life and death crisis in Su Ming, at the moment It is about to retreat, but Su Ming has passed by.

With Su Ming’s departure, the giant’s body trembled fiercely, his head was separated from his body, his body was instantly withered, his sleeves became fragments, and thousands of female repairs all escaped. The body of the geek collapsed and turned into thousands of breaths, which were integrated into the bodies of thousands of women, and became the biggest creation for them to cultivate.