Pursuit of the Truth

"Becoming a sacrifice is not a death, but a new life, Su Ming... Since you gave up this opportunity, you can't escape the reincarnation... I am here, waiting for you!!

Our battle, this is just the beginning, it is far from over! ! This revenge ······ The old man will surely let you pay back! ! In the moment of being absorbed by the finger, the **** of the old man suddenly looked at Su Ming, revealing the unforgettable hatred and madness, and whispering the words, until the gods were completely absorbed by the fingers, the fingers disappeared.

As the fingers disappeared, the entire fourth wing boundary collapsed at this moment, constantly shattering, constantly roaring, and everything in this place will be destroyed in a blink of an eye.

Su Ming was silent. He looked at the destruction around him. The figure turned into a Changhong and went straight to the gap of the sky. He instantly rushed out of this piece, his hometown!

In that sky, Su Ming really saw the first time... The huge compass, the size of this compass is boundless, and Su Ming’s eyes can’t see the end.

There is also the compass, the moment has withered, is being absorbed by the mulberry phase, Su Ming saw the four wings of this mulberry overlap, saw that the four wings now seem to be burned by the invisible flame, is fast Become a fly ash.

Vaguely, he seems to have seen the three worlds, and his ears seem to have heard the whispers of the three wilderness.

"Big tree, this world... I will accompany you."

The three sages dissipated, and even the four real worlds within them, as well as the source of the sea, everything, in the eyes of Su Ming, became the illusory nothingness.

Just like the memory of the past, it has become far away. Wushan, Jiufeng, Barbarian, Daochen, everything, at this moment, like a cloud of smoke, gradually faded, and gradually can only stay in the mind to become this sky, alone, with himself can go on The sustenance and memories.

Lonely, it seems that I have never left every day and night after Su Ming’s departure from Wushan. Most of the time, like a pot of old wine, when I drink it for the moon, I can only hit the cup with the shadow······

The wind of the years, the quicksand that was rolled up, no longer filled the world of sorrow when I was meditating in the middle of the night. It seemed to come to the front, and the beautiful whisper in my ear is now only the mulberry When it bursts, the desolation swirls.

I don't know if the glorious past that I saw in the past few thousand years can exist for tens of thousands of years, and it will become a contempt for future generations. But as the sang gradually fades, perhaps... there will be no more legends to continue.

It seems as if the singing of yesterday, without the resonance of the same, whispering, and can no longer hear the sound of the piano.

Seeing the destruction of the world is seen by outsiders. It is a kind of extravagant yearning. It seems that people who are really good can really experience the embarrassment of the unknown.

Su Ming’s eyes shed tears.

The whole world, there is only one person left, and the tears flow down, no one can see, let alone the interest, only that slowly withered, until it became a sigh of breath that was completely absorbed by the compass. Before this death, the godless eyes saw the lonely figure in Su Ming's sky.

That figure, bleak...

The mulberry phase, dissipated, silent, without the earth-shattering roar, did not have the world's amazing sternness, and some were just a life without death, a dream that was sober from sleep.

Su Ming is silent, he still has a lot of things to do, his storage bag, there is a trace of the old man of the heavenly spirit, and another body in the world, rain and sleep.

These are now the most precious memories of Su Ming. Fortunately, he has a bald-headed crane.

The figure of the bald-headed crane, I do not know when it appeared at the side of Su Ming, accompanied him, to see the destruction of the mulberry phase, accompany him, to see the endlessness of this sky.

Until a cold voice, at this moment from the compass.

"Seventh······································································································ The whirlpool, sweeping toward the surrounding sky, the black robe youth sitting cross-legged on the compass, for the first time in the true sense, in the eyes of Su Ming... appeared!

A black robe, a huge figure is unimaginable, and the eyes of the godless look at the ruthless indifference, but in fact it is caused by a strong dead air, the cold face seems to have not changed any look for a long time, see To Su Ming.

He did not look, but at this moment, Su Ming clearly felt the gaze from this funeral.

To be precise, the Xuan funer is not watching Su Ming, but the side of it...

At this moment, the bald-haired crane trembled fiercely. When he looked up, he stared at the burial funeral on the compass. A strong feeling like a natural enemy swayed in his heart.

It is also at this moment that Su Ming saw the string of beads held in the right hand of the burial burial. The one pinched by this person is shining in the light. In the glory, Su Ming saw a crane. Shadow

That virtual shadow... is the bald crane!

At the moment when I saw the bead, Su Ming’s liang slammed, and at this moment, the burial on the compass, the right hand slowly lifted up! The beads slowly extended out toward Su Ming, as if they were scratching .

Under this grasp, Su Ming’s tens of thousands of miles around the sky, in this moment, a terrible roar, in this roar, like the collapse of the sky, a powerful wind that makes Su Ming full body clothes and hair dance In an instant, in the eyes of Su Ming, he saw the world in front and became a huge palm, chaosing the momentum of the entire sky and blowing it.

The bald-haired crane trembled, and Su Ming's eyes were red. At this moment, he swung up the bald-headed crane and sent it into the storage bag. The body turned into a Changhong and quickly retreated.

But even if his speed is faster, he can't go too fast. It seems to be able to replace the palm of the sky in this area. The palm of the hand is approaching, and under the open, he is stunned to Su Ming.

Su Ming Yang Tian made a low drink, his hands raised under the shackles, and immediately his **** appeared to cover the whole body, but the method that allowed the Xuan burial fingers to pause before, did not have any effect at this moment, from the right hand of the burial funeral , already approaching!

Su Ming’s eyes narrowed, and the spirit of the gods was not scattered. Instead, after condensing Su Ming’s four weeks, his right hand was lifted and the fist was fisted. Immediately his body swelled rapidly. It was a savage change. In the twinkling of an eye, Su Ming became a big one, and condensed his full strength, and launched the most slamming blow to the palm of the coming.

boom! !

The sky in this area shook in this moment, and Su Ming’s body trembled. His body was like a broken kite, and he squirted seven blood continuously. His body was broken and the recondensed legs were broken. The left arm disappeared again, leaving only half of the body. At this moment, it seems that the breath is weak to the extreme. When it is backward, his eyes are unwilling to be crazy, but they can't stop the body from going backwards.

The gap between him and Xuan is too big to resist. At this moment, Su Ming Yang Tianyi, the whole body immediately filled with purple gas, at the moment when his body paused, from the right hand of the funeral, Once again, this time, in the beads pinched by his right hand, the figure of the bald-headed crane shines more intensely!

"Take the seventh anti-spirit, give me ... you ... can go ..." It is Su Ming’s laughter and a fearless madness.

He wants to start to win, even if this time to win the burial, it seems that only to hit the stone, but Su Ming knows that if he does not go now, even if he is very likely, there will be no chance!

Even if it is the unequal level of life, such a win, Su Ming's success may be minimal, but only if there is such a trace, he must try.

Because only in this way, he can protect the bald-headed crane at the moment. He must not watch the bald-haired crane become the end of the ninth peak...···

Even if Su Ming knows that this burial is the bald crane at this moment, if he gives up the bald crane and leaves alone, then he will not face the life and death of today, he can leave here, away from the burial, in this sky. Survive.

Even he can go to the next sang phase like the old man, go to the body of the sang phase, go to have more time to realize, go to have more sense of the endless atmosphere, even he can go With today's cultivation, to win the Sangxiang, to make yourself stronger, until... After waiting for the death of the sang, he can go to designate a sacrifice, go to the funeral Carry out a life-like cooperation, so that he can exist until he goes to find another mulberry.

Until one day, he Su Ming completely stepped into the boundless realm, he can go to this burial, to carry out a final life and death, which is a path that he should rationally choose for Su Ming. !

Only in this way, he will have more success if he succeeds.

But such a decision, if it is to abandon the bald cranes, Su Ming····· is not willing! !

He can't give up any friend. If you can give up the bald crane today, and the reason is to give up a life, you can give yourself a chance to resurrect everyone, but if it is a little longer, Su Ming still needs to give up, he will How to choose······

Such a life, he Su Ming does not choose!

Give up, these two words, in the life of Su Ming, have not appeared before, and then ... will never appear!

"I, never give up!" Su Ming's eyes showed his attachment, but at this moment, in his storage bag, there was a more crazy attachment in the bald crane!

The third one is sent, and it broke out for 7 consecutive days. This seventh day is still four, the monthly ticket I want to be the first, really... so difficult! ! !