Pursuit of the Truth

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Nine hundred and seventy-nine, nine hundred forty-three, nine hundred and twelve, eight hundred and eighty-seven... The blood line inside Su Ming’s body, under his will, immediately hides at an alarming rate, with It is hidden, and the impulse to dust inside his body is also suppressed by life.

"If you can't control yourself when you open the dust, how can you decide your own destiny!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the blood line inside the body was hidden again.

At this moment, with Su Ming's blood line disappearing one by one, with the impulse to clean the dust, Su Ming is hard to make a choice based on his will, and there is a near-hundred desperate resistance in the hidden land of the mountain outside his cave. People, these people have completely lost hope, and almost every one of them has blood overflowing.

They even felt the arrival of death, saw the horror of their bodies, the miserable scene after the blood line flew out, and the consciousness of survival, let them still resist the vain, but still resisting death, want to find that maybe The first line of life.

But at this moment, in Su Ming scattered the blood line, suppressing the moment of dusting impulses, this nearly hundred barbarians immediately found that the bloodlines in the body actually tempered, the pressure from the meditation is even more Dissipate quickly.

This sudden discovery made these people who thought they were mortal ecstasy. Most of them were squatting, and immediately they did not hesitate to get up and gallop. After the heart beat and nervous, they were crazy. Escape.

However, there are still some people who understand, although these people have quickly escaped, but before they stepped up or escaped a few steps, they hesitated and went deep into the valley of the valley that made them horrible. One worship.

"Thanks to the seniors for their mercy!"

"Thank you for your predecessors not to kill!"

These people's words are not murmured, but contain blood and swirl around them. With such more and more voices, those who are still escaping can not help but hesitate to pause, bow to the earth and worship. A similar discourse.

For a time, the sounds came one after another, forming a resounding, spreading in the hidden land of this mountain.

The death is still alive, and there is a lingering fear. This is the same thought that everyone who escaped from the hidden land of this mountain, and after the thanks, they started full speed and galloped away.

In the sky, the clouds are condensed, and the golden light penetrates through the clouds. It is filled with more than half today, and even within it can be clearly seen, a statue that is rapidly forming.

But at this moment, in the moment when Su Ming pressed the dust and impulsive, the sky's clouds made a thunderous sound, as if someone was roaring with anger.

Jinguang is flashing. With the gloom, the rapid-formed idol seems to have agility, as if looking down at the place where Su Ming is located in the vast abyss of the mountains.

"I created it for a generation of savage gods, and the barbarian confessed to the blame..." The voice revealed a great majesty, and the thunder and thunder spread throughout the world. With the sound of his voice, the earth shook, the mountain city The mountain where it is located is even more trembling. A lot of gravel falls off and there is dust, but as soon as it emerges, it is suppressed by this pressure.

Not only the Lushan City, but also the peaks of the three districts of Yanchi, Anton, and Pu'er, which are shaking around at the same time. The sound of the sound has caused the shock and shock of countless waiters below. I don't know who is the first one. Then, after a while, almost everyone was kneeling on the ground, worshipping the vague image of the sky.

In the city of Lushan, the crowds of black people are there. What they have in their looks is a kind of fanaticism and reverence. Looking at the figure of the sky, the ears echo their majestic voices. This kind of sky condenses the scene of the gods. It is the vast majority of them that they have never seen in this life.

"I have heard that the barbarians have three great gods, which are created by a generation of sages, which represent the three realms of my barbarian, dust, bones, and soul..." I thought this was just a legend..." I didn’t expect it, no think……"

"This is real!"

"Dusting the gods, this is one of the three gods of my barbarian!"

Nantian and Ke Jiu Si [Baidu seeks the magic bar to update quickly, the ear root book fan official yy: 3943] look can not be calm, he is kneeling on one knee, looking at the blurred image of the sky, the heart shakes.

"This is the second time Ke has seen this statue. This time it is more vague than what I saw in the past, but... this is the first time I heard the image of the god!"

"Although I know that the legends about the three great gods are true, but this is the first time that Nanmou witnessed it. In the legend, only when the blood coagulation is complete, the gods can be led to worship in the Dalai dynasty. This is... ...the wish of the gods!"

In the city of Lushan, the Xuan round is also kneeling in the corner, and looking at the statue of the sky, his ears echoing his words, he clenched his fist.

"The old man was 911. The blood line is the limit. When it is dusty, the wind can't afford it. Compared with this person..." Xuan's fist is tighter, and his heart has a shackle. Because of people, but because of things.

Yanchi, Anton, and Pu'er are all worshipped at this moment. Looking at the image of the sky, it is full of reverence. This statue is everything of the barbarian! "In the legend, in the era when a generation of sacred gods were there, everyone was very arrogant, there was no realm of distinction, and there was no way to practice... The generation of barbarians used their great powers to use countless years to explore their bodies and create three A statue of the gods has opened up a realm for the practice of my barbarian, dust, bones, and soul!

This dusty statue I didn't see for the first time... but for the first time, I heard his words! "Yan Chifeng, Yan Yan looks respectful, her face can not see a little bit of past charm, at this moment her, holy is like a wooden slip without a slight stroke, clean.

This vaguely fascinating image in the sky, whose majestic voice echoed, was introduced into the ears of all people, and was also introduced into the mind of Su Ming.

This sound is what he said to him. Outsiders can hear the feelings. Su Ming here is the center of the whirlpool. The voice is like a million thunder in his heart. It seems to collapse his body. Under the roar, in the sound of the earth-shattering sound, Su Ming’s body trembled fiercely.

The corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, and the body was continually looking up. He looked up at the top. He couldn't see the outside, but he could feel that there was a gaze on the sky coming from this voice, looking at himself.

The gaze is full of majesty, but there is no life, just a dead thing.

"The will of my existence, adhering to the hope of a generation of sacred gods, to open the dust for the barbarians ... all the blood is thick to the savage, can be blessed by the gods, I am, watching."

Its sound is so loud that the earth shakes again.

"Oh... why not dust!" The blurred image in the sky, the eyes reveal a bright light, this light reveals endless golden light, instantly covering the earth, under the cover, let the land look like people, it seems to be dyed Gold!

This last sentence, even more shocking the body of all people, in the heart of Su Ming turned into an echo, as if there are countless people roaring, questioning in general.

Su Ming's body trembled. He entered the blood line hidden in the micro-manipulation. At this moment, he exceeded his control. With the signs of appearance, the dust impulse that he suppressed was even more revealed!

It seems that there is a strong idea to spread out from this statue, forcing Su Ming, today must be dusted!

"My memory has been erased a part... This matter is not up to me...

I came from Wushan and was inhaled by the virtual hole... It is not up to me to decide this matter...

I came to Nanchen and experienced a lot. Almost everything has been pushed, and it is not up to me to decide...

I am pursuing who I am, and I want to open my eyes to see a world that may not be seen by others, but I finally close my eyes... It is also up to me to decide...

I am Su Ming, my life in Mexico, in my memory, everything seems to be set by people, not let me, not me, to change, to master...

Even my own path, my own destiny can't grasp me... Today, I have to master myself once! I have to master my own path, I don't want to dust at this moment, no one can change!

When to dust, I have my own size! Su Ming calmly opened his mouth, although he trembled under the majesty of this mind, but his voice, the perseverance revealed, represents his heart!

"You said that you are a generation of sacred gods, for the barbarians to open the dust of the gods, then create your generation of sacred gods, how he opened the dust! Who is going to force him to dust!

I Su Ming is dusting... I don't need you! At the moment when Su Ming passed this consciousness, the micro-inside of his body again manipulated the blood line, letting them scatter again and again.

The vague statue of the sky, after a brief silence, looked coldly at the abyss of the mountains.

"I found a person who violated the will of a generation of sacred gods... first sin, warning!" The words are still as the beginning, there is no slight fluctuation, and as the words spread, the vague statues gradually dissipate, as if melting in the heavens and the earth, The golden light disappeared, and when it was scattered with the rolling clouds, it was hidden in the sky.

The earth is silent, this scene vision, so that all the people who see it, the heart has a shock, this shock is enough to make people choose silence, with complex eyes, look at the abyss under the city.

This is all the people waiting to see this place. For the first time, I saw that someone chose to refuse when they should have started the dust.

"Who is this person, why is it so..."

"Sure enough, the blood coagulation is perfect, but this person refuses to dust, it is really elusive."

"Violating the will of a generation of savage gods, this matter has never been heard before..."

Almost is the day [Baidu seeks the magic bar to update quickly, the ear root book fan official yy: 3943] while the empty **** statue and the clouds scattered away, a road Changhong from the Lushan City, Yan Chifeng, Andong Peak, Pu'er Peak galloping out, straight Running into this abyss, these coming people are the strongmen of the three and the Lushan City. They want to know, the people who caused such a shock, in the end...who!

I have a cold, my father-in-law is hospitalized, and it’s late today. The update is delayed until now, forgive me.

For future updates, the chapter at noon may be delayed, forgive me. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation.)