Pursuit of the Truth

Fingers, with funeral, cut through the emptiness, tear open the wings of the mulberry phase, revealing the sky, piercing the fog of resentment condensed by the old man, appeared in front of Su Ming.

With a light touch, it contains destruction, containing the supreme power to smash all the will, and met Su Ming.

Su Ming······has not looked back, his right hand has been lifted up, and he has already left the forgotten river, but his body is squirting blood in this moment, trembling, but he bites his teeth, standing dead. There, letting the destruction behind him drown himself, his eyes showed a persistent light. He had to see for himself that the Forgotten River was cut off, and saw that the forgotten Chuanchuan could not be reversed, and the ninth peak could be renewed. Go back to that world.

Therefore, he can't let the fingers behind him exceed his position. He can't let the people of the ninth peak appear even the slightest accident.

In Su Ming’s insistence, the emperor’s heaven in the dying whirlpool is also trembling in the body, constantly continually maintaining the integrity of the life when spewing blood, but the life has already begun a lot of fragmentation, and the eyes are red. , issued a shackle in life, the body instantly withered, condensed all vitality into the life.

It’s just that Su Ming’s cultivation can’t last for too long, and his wish can’t be reached after all. His legs are at this moment, as if they can’t bear the power of destruction, they collapse directly. The collapse, and the legs of the dying whirlpool.

Just as Su Ming’s body was to be destroyed by the power of destruction, a six-color wind appeared in Su Ming’s side and surrounded it. Under the devastating finger, he helped Su Ming I don’t know how much the price will eventually pull Su Ming’s body before pulling out the finger.

The six-color wind is the three wild!

Without the blockade of Su Ming, the finger was cut off in the Forgotten River, and the moment the vortex was about to dissipate, touched the whirlpool.

Broken...·····

Su Ming saw the body of the master. In that moment, he became a fly ash. He saw that the second brother seemed to sigh and looked at Su Ming’s mouth with a smile, but his head flew after the body was broken and became nothing.

He saw the shackles of the tiger, saw the gaze of the rain, saw the tears in the eyes of the eyes of the cypress, and Xu Hui licked his lips, and closed his eyes bitterly.

There are also Agong, Changhe·Nangongmark, and all the faces are replaced by the fingers from the funeral burial, until the eternal smashing, until the vortex disappears, everything is in this Instant... became a memory.

If inadvertently, the wind knife and sword of the wind has become a fierce lyrics and grievances, and the sound of Xiao Yu in the distant dreams has already stunned the time. It has become eternal, turned into autumn leaves, with bleak With loneliness, it fell in front of Su Ming’s already innocent eyes.

The appearance of the autumn leaves covered Su Ming’s eyes. It seemed to be the mountain water in the memory. In this silent and silent way, he went to the end of the road and fell from Su Ming’s eyes to reveal his godless eyes. It seemed to be in that eye. In the end, it is only a mountain and river, and the years are like snow.

Time, as if at this moment, in front of Su Ming’s eyes, his eyes did not know when there was tears like blood, and the tears fell across his cheeks, dripping down his feet, dripping into this empty starry sky, I don’t know if There is an afterlife, whether in the place where the blood is dripping, can you open a flower called Jiufeng?

The fingers from the funeral burial slowly lifted up toward Su Ming. It seems to be slow again, but with the meaning of killing, the moment comes, Su Ming is his sacrifice, and he harvests a mulberry every time. After the match, you must first taste the sacrifice.

Su Ming's side, the weathering of the six colors made a three-year shortage. He stood beside Su Ming, watching the finger approaching, and the corner of his mouth showed a bitter smile, but there was more in that look, it was a kind of free and easy.

"Su Ming, I am wrong, everything you said before is correct..."

"But I don't regret it. I swallowed the mulberry phase. I became the master of this world. It has also become... both a monk and a sang!

I don't know how many years I have survived, I thought I have forgotten it. I still remember that tree... I still remember my family and friends... Su Ming, I became Sang Xiang, this is my robbery, but it is not Called Sang Xiang, it has only one name...

Three ransacks!

This is my robbery, and I can have this robbery in my name, I am three years of this life...·····

You are different. You have realized a boundless world. Your future will be farther away. If you leave here, if you have a day, remember... I will avenge me, and I will not know you! "Three wilderness turned to look at Su Ming, smiled and opened, the smile with a perseverance, with a dignity.

"I always feel that if we were born in an era, we will be the best." Sanno's right hand was lifted up in Su Ming's photo, and immediately Su Ming's body galloped backwards, and he... turned around. The eyes showed a strong sense of war, and went straight to the coming of the funeral fingers.

From a distance, the finger is like a fire, and the three are ridiculous...like a moth!

It’s not that the moth will extinguish the fire, that is, the flame will burn the moth. This kind of figure, in this moment... broke out of the whole three wild worlds!

Dead, not terrible, I have got it, why not die!

My death is to prove my way, my death, not the day to destroy me, but to change a more gorgeous question!

"Three ransacks, three ransacks, can have this robbery, three wild laughs!" Long laughs and swirls, falling into Su Ming's ears, as if the flow is like water, the palms are lifted in the water, watching the water between the fingers Disappeared, listening to the whistling sounds of the gaps in the flow of the year, as if the memory was floating in the metamorphosis, and the heart was buried in reality, the dream... also counted the sadness of tears in the dark night.

Su Ming smiled, he laughed, smiled and laughed, blood and tears dripped constantly, his laughter was fierce, his laughter swirled the whole world, the whole sky, the laughter was crazy, with one more The stock is here at Su Ming, and it is more persistent! !

"Sang Xiang, I have a life of Su Ming, do not destroy your whole family, do not destroy all your life of the same kind, die unremarkable!!"

"Destroy, the pain of Su Mo today, if you do not let you experience a hundred times a thousand times, if you do not delay your body, destroy the bones, smash the soul, and bite for thousands of years, then I Su Ming····· · Never see the light again!"

"Dark morning, anti-san, two camps, three hundred and sixty circles, this hatred is not waiting for the catastrophe, Su Mou will have to wait for you... all!"

"There are also mysteries... I just want to survive, I want to live and wait for one day, I can find them who are sent to another world.

But you have stopped all of this, then, you are the goal that I want to win. In the end of my life, I will also take you away. Only by taking you away can I open the door. Only then can we look for their traces in the years, to resurrect them... one by one! ! ”

Su Ming's hair, not as white in the scene of the sky, is still purple, but the sadness emanating from the purple is the eternal heart of Su Ming.

This timeless color, in this moment, the three wilderness in front of Su Ming, began to collapse, it is the pressure of the above nothing, it is the roaring of a star, it is a life Death and nothing.

In the same way, it was also the figure of the three ruins, and the fingers of the burial burial were burned by the candle in one of the three robberies!

Heaven and earth, heaven and earth, nothingness and starry sky, at this moment, like two huge palms, successively touched together, shattering all traces of the real world, smashing all existing life, including... those who thought They can safely be the former strongmen. They have long discovered that this time the catastrophe is different, but they can't escape. They can only be crazy in the death, and in the destruction they are squandered in the roar.

Su Ming turned around, he had no legs, and his left hand was only left with sleeves, but in his body, it was exuding madness and evil to the extreme, the purple dark!

Outside his body, filled with the purple dark atmosphere, this breath surrounded his body, became Su Ming's legs, became his left hand, turned into his legs and left hand, completely different colors from the surrounding skin.

With the murderousness revealed in Su Ming's eyes, with his mad heart at the moment, his figure turned into a Changhong, and in the moment of the collapse of the three ruins, he stepped into the dark morning against the holy camp.

Since these three hundred and sixty circles, it is determined that Su Ming had shot, then simply ...····························································································· Stop Su Ming, then, as the telescope is doomed, since Su Ming is destined here, then they are also doomed!

Stepping into the dark morning against the Holy Land, the starry sky here is in the pressure of the upper world. In the crack between the day and the earth, Su Ming turned into a purple wind, and there was his figure in the wind. , a world of boundaries, a group of people, all form a god!

Su Ming’s killing, with his attachment, only in the Tianhu people, Ziyan looked up at the sky, saw the purple in the sky, Su Ming’s figure, her eyes were deep, in this gaze, Su Ming Going through, there is no stop, there is no such thing as the Tianhu people, but apart from the fact that the bald-headed cranes in the anti-Sanctuary camp once looked at the boundaries of the lake for a hundred years, other places have become a hurricane.

Behind Su Ming, there is no realm of life, ushered in the pressure of the sky, and become a vain... until Su Ming’s step, the body whistling toward the top, penetrating nothingness, I rushed into the realm where the fourth wing was, and screamed at the area where the old man was killed.

This way, such as the dry wood crushed by the years, plus the time of the clear water, became a paper of clarity, no matter what the color is, a splash of ink, can render the color of the world away from the sky ... but, I will never return to the beginning.

Third more! !