Pursuit of the Truth

Chapter 1308: The seventh anti-spirit!

It is Su Ming’s punishment for this strange person. !

A similar scene, in this fourth real world, at this moment, there are hundreds of places almost at the same time... According to different ways of doing things, some are erased by Su Ming, and some are warned, no exception.

These spirits, which were released from the fourth real world, had a spiritual connection with each other. At this moment, as the spirit was first erased by Su Ming, at the moment of death, it was suddenly felt by all the spirits. Clearly.

If there is not much death, there will not be too much vibration. In this short period of more than a dozen breaths, there are actually thirty-two spirits to be erased first. This kind of thing brings the gloom, Directly shocking all other spirits, especially this kind of shock almost appeared. Those living spirits immediately felt their surroundings, and the horrible will of Su Ming came, without exception, and was punished to varying degrees. They are chilling.

The three words of the ninth front are firmly remembered in the mind.

In the true world of Yin, with the sudden arrival of Su Ming’s will, dozens of the real world have solved the spirit of suppressing the seals. All of them are shaking in this instant, no matter what they do, they are suddenly chilled. Shrouded.

In their ears, words came at almost the same time.

"So poisonous and raging, when it is erased!" As the words reverberated in the mind of every spirit of the sacred truth, they immediately felt that the breath of a companion disappeared instantly, which disappeared and represented death.

"Reading your first offense, not as an example!"

"Kill the fun, warn once!"

"Atrocious, wipe it!"

Su Ming’s voice was in a few breaths. When he reverberated, a total of three spirits were erased first. The deterrent formed by this shock, in a moment, let the spirits of the Yin and the true world first tremble and look terrified.

"The ninth front, Ruoer and so on dare to provoke the slightest, wipe it out!" When Su Ming’s last words echoed these spirits, the whole spirit of the Yin and the true world, all in this silence, felt from Su The horror and hegemony of Ming.

The same is true of the Emperor's true world. With the coming of Su Ming's will, when his will leaves, the spirit that comes in from this world first disappears four times.

In the end, it is the morning of the morning, and the spirit of the cholera in this world, a total of thirteen people. The means adopted by the thirteen people and Su Ming are completely different from other real worlds. There is no rhetoric, and the direct will sweeps down and roars. Between the roundabouts, these thirteen spirits that have been killed by their companions and are horrified are all at this moment...

The dragon has a counter-scale, and the morning is true. It can be said that Su Ming’s counter-scale exists. He does not allow the slightest accident here, so if he dares to break into it, he will die.

All this is long, but it is actually the time of the small half-column. When Su Ming opened his eyes next to the chessboard, he looked indifferently, watching Agong say his childhood anecdote. Watching Yu Yu, Yu Lan Listening to Xu Hui with a relish, Su Ming’s face smiled, and when he looked down at the board, he picked up a black son in his right hand and suddenly saw it.

He remembers that there is a white son not in the present position... When the look is a little weird, the bald-headed crane looks up from the ground, looks at Su Ming lazily, looks at the rain, and looks at the eyes. When I was going to express myself, the cold rain did not look at the bald-headed crane.

This eye immediately caused the bald-haired crane to squat, and it clearly saw the threat from the rainy eyes... quickly looked awkward and quickly ran to the dragon.

As for the dragon, not far from the lake, I was watching the lake in a daze, and sometimes squatting toward the lake. When the bald crane arrived, I slammed it on its head.

"Look at what, your crane grandma."

"You hit me again... I... I saw that there is still a look like this in the lake..." The dragon’s head was awkward, and it always felt like I used to be a lot stupid. If I have been continually being photographed for thousands of years, there will be some moves that outsiders can’t understand in the shocks...·····

"You, you, you...", you are a silly dragon, you are in the lake, 唉················································································· See who is not pleasing to the eye, just take his head a year ago...·····

Thinking of this, the bald-haired crane immediately brightened his eyes and was proud of it. He seemed to think that he had thought of a powerful magical power. At this moment, he did not notice the dragon that reflected on the lake, the same as the look of his face. proud.

"Hey, this silly crane really thought I didn't know. Master Dragon is smarter than it. It thought I was stupid. I was teasing it."

Time is in the long-lost warmth of Su Ming, and it has passed since then, one year later... Su Ming lived in this ninth peak for ten years.

Su Ming did not continue to exist in this calm at the ninth peak, but chose to leave. He was going to complete his third thing, go to the dark morning, go there to see his own mother, and also go Look for the traces of the sorcerer's sorrow.

Perhaps, there is the barbaric **** of the barbarian, Lieshan Xiu.

On this day, Agong stood outside the house and looked at the sky as if he could see it. In the starry sky, he looked back at Su Ming, the ninth peak. !

"Your way, it is still very long... I can see that you have grown up so far, Ah Gong is very satisfied..." Ah Gong murmured, the smile on his face was more kind, just in this kindness, it seems to have A touch of ruthlessness, he also arrived at the time of the return to the market, countless times of reincarnation, and finally this time he completed his wish.

Su Ming was in the sky, looking back at the ninth peak, saw the masters and other people, saw the three daughters of Yu Yu, and saw the dead air of Ah Gong, this breath is not strong, but as the years go by, it will gradually Rich.

It’s impossible to change things when you are old and sick, but... this catastrophe that will happen five hundred years later may change this.

In Su Ming’s silence, he turned to nothingness, and the bald-headed crane followed him. Sometimes he looked back at the dragon, and there was some disappointment in his look. It was not allowed to pat the head of the dragon every day. When I was sorry, I decided to go to the dark morning, how to find a substitute, but I can't let my powerful supernatural powers be unfamiliar.

The starry sky is innocent, and there is no end to it. The starry sky is sometimes embellished. This starry sky is a picture. I don’t know who drunk the ink in the past, and sketched the starry sky...

Su Ming walked in the starry sky and went to the three wastes in the morning of the real world. It was the place where the dark morning was against the holy land and the entrance to the dark morning.

All the way, the bald-headed cranes chattered, and kept talking about how to get the spar in the dark morning camp. He said, Su Ming stepped forward and looked back at the bald-haired crane.

"He's grandma's grandmother, when I got there, I must search the spar, I must... ah?" The bald-haired crane saw Su Ming look back, and then looked back, and then turned and looked first. Su Ming.

"Oh?"

Su Ming looked at the bald-haired crane and smiled on his face.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you back, there... No one can stop you from finding yourself." Su Ming whispered openly, his words came out, and the bald-haired crane was shocked and silent.

It’s all the way, Su Ming has already seen that it is afraid, it is afraid to go to the dark morning, not because there is something terrible there, but because there is... it’s its hometown .

For a long time, when the bald-headed crane looked up, its face was still showing the expression of heartlessness. At the side of Su Ming, it continued to pick up the matter of searching for spar.

A long time, a long time, one year, when the bald-headed crane looked at the starry sky and tried to remember his memory, but he could not find its existence, but... he occasionally found the starry sky in his awkward memory. Inside the white figure, say to yourself, don't be afraid of words.

Whenever this time, it will appear sad, but the sorrow that can't find the root cause, is that it can't find the traces of the traces, can only... stand in the mountains, look at the stars, even if they have their own ancestors Doors, even if they are no longer obsessed with spar, even if they have been worshipped by countless monks, but it still wants to find the lost, lost past.

It only vaguely remembers that there was once a person who took it through a period of life...

In the hustle and bustle of the bald-headed crane, Su Ming took it away and headed for the gap of the Three Wilderness. Yan Yan Chen Huang had come here to follow the sound of Su Ming echoing in his ear ten years ago. Even a few months earlier, I am here, waiting for Su Ming’s arrival.

When Su Ming went to the three wastes, he was outside the three wildernesses, or that it was outside the four wings of the mulberry butterfly, and there was a majestic sangxiang butterfly that closed its eyes. Nothing...

There is no starry sky in this emptiness, only a piece of sky like the fog of all the initial chaos.

In this fog, at this moment, suddenly there is a touch of white light that reflects the eight sides, making the surrounding fog sway and avoiding it, revealing its inside...

A huge circular compass, the intricate embossed characters on this compass, it is the light they radiate, forming a white awn, reflecting this piece of emptiness.

On this compass, at this moment sitting on the knees of a young man wearing a black robe, this young man has long black hair, and the whole person seems to be filled with a gloomy indifference.

He has a string of beads in his hand, a total of nine, of which six are shining and three are faint, just at this moment, suddenly, the faint three beads suddenly have a faint light, the light It can be seen faintly, there seems to be a ghost of a crane...

When the beads slowly turned in the black robe youth, he slowly looked up and looked at the distant sky, where...there was the sang of the nine butterflies that stayed and rested. ... the area where it is located.

"Finally... found the seventh anti-spirit!"

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