Pursuit of the Truth

When this fate word was spoken, Su Ming stood up, his empty eyes ● What is the world he saw at the moment, except for him, others do not know.

He stood there, took a deep breath, and here he has stayed for countless years, he has more things to do, he wants to use his own wake, in exchange for the complete dissipation of the candle and the will. In exchange for a snake, the race of its race!

He was silent for a moment, lifted his footsteps, walked forward, and walked all the way. He met countless undead souls, but these undead souls could not see him, let him walk away from him, not at all.

Whether it is the killing and devouring between hundreds of undead souls, whether it is thousands or even tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of undead souls, the earth-shattering killing.

Even the battlefields that have surpassed hundreds of thousands, even more than millions or even millions of undead souls, are like the empty Su Ming who can't see them, and they can't see Su Ming.

Su Ming walked past countless undead souls. The two sides did not touch the slightest. It seemed that everything was the cause of the outside world. Su Ming’s heart did not move, and he did not see it. Everything did not exist.

The direction in which he traveled did not change because of anything. The direction pointed out was exactly where he had been reincarnation, the place where he finally dispersed, the towering mountain range, the huge snake dragon statue.

Su Ming walked and walked. On this way, the numb old white robe flew over the sky, and the great man who mastered the technique of gravity was galloping on the earth.

There are more undead wars appearing on his way, but he can't see it, and they can't see it.

Until time passed, I didn’t know much. Until Su Ming’s front, there was finally a towering mountain. The giant snake dragon statue on the mountain, under the gray sky, showed a sense of ruin.

This is the first time Su Ming, after recovering all the memories, came here.

He looked at the mountain and seemed to see it.

"I have to leave..." Su Ming whispered softly as he was about to walk. His footsteps suddenly turned, and he slowly turned his head. The empty eyes did not gaze out, but he looked at his eyes. Wherever he was, there was a old man with a numbness and a tired look, walking step by step toward the mountain.

The old man was dressed in a black robe, and his face was vicissitudes. Like a pilgrimage, he walked toward the mountain. Perhaps he was here. I don’t know how many times the wheel came back here and relapsed into another reincarnation. It didn’t end, it didn’t end.

This old man was in the first place in the body of the candle nine yin, with the little snake trying to smash the will of the nine yin, let him unfold the undead, the servant of the heavens, on this vast land, watching the Soviet Union The existence of Ming!

Unfortunately, he miscalculated the arrogance of the candle and the yin, so that the sacred consciousness was forcibly sucked into this immortal world, suffering the pain of the endless cycle of death.

It is also the accumulation of its body, so that its body suffers from the curse of corrosion!

Su Mingru could see the old man as he saw it. After a long time, he lifted his footsteps and walked toward the old man. When he approached, the old man did not know, still still drifting toward the mountain that summoned him.

Coming to the old man in the black robe, Su Ming looked calm, and the right hand lifted it and reached into the soul of the old man. The person trembled and looked painful. In the moment he wanted to struggle, Su Ming’s right hand took it. Come back, in his palm, there is a blue mist.

This mist was lingering in Su Ming's palm. After he grasped it, he ignored the old man and walked toward the mountain.

This old man Su Ming will not kill, because here, enduring endless reincarnation is more painful than killing him. On the contrary, if he kills him, it is a kind of happiness for him.

What he wants to kill is the body of the old man in the outside world. Only by killing him can he solve the hatred of Su Ming.

When Su Ming came to the mountain and stepped on the scales of the body of the snake dragon, he felt the familiar handwriting on the scales, which represented his reincarnation and represented his attachment.

Stepping on the scales, Su Ming walked step by step toward the head of the snake dragon until he stood on the top of the snake dragon, and he looked up at the sky.

"Candid nine yin, although you want to swallow a different snake, this is the fate of your family, no matter what right or wrong... I respect you! According to your curse, I have awakened, now, I want to get out of here!" Su Ming whispered, In the moment he said this sentence, this calm gray sky curtain suddenly burst into flames, and there was a thunderous thunder.

The sound of thunder echoed, such as the sky is low, let the old man in the black robe not far away, his body trembled directly to the ground, let the eight parties in the endless range, at this moment is killing all the undead souls swallowed, one by one In the same trembling, squatting.

There are also powerful undead wars, and all of them are horrified and they worship the sky.

The sound of the thunder was in response to Su Ming’s words. Su Ming looked calm. After saying this, he stood at the top of the snake faucet and slowly raised his hands.

"The palm represents the past, the back of the hand represents the future..." Su Ming's right hand is too high, the palm is down, the back of the hand is rushing, and the left hand is moving instead.

"The fusion of the past and the future, just like the touch of the palms, blooms a power from the past and the future!" Su Ming's right hand slowly left toward his left hand.

"I call this power of the past and the future a fate!" Su Ming's right hand and his left hand, at this moment, touched together.

At the moment when his hands touched, Su Ming’s body trembled fiercely. His face was bulging, his long hair was windless, his clothes fluttered rapidly, and behind him, there was a baby’s illusion. Shadow, the baby does not cry, squint, the eyes are gray, like death.

In front of him, the world was twisted at this moment, a purple-haired man slowly revealed, the man looked sad, looked up at the sky, and at the moment he appeared, this immortal world immediately made an amazing change.

The gray of the sky is like a mist, and the layers are rotating. The white of the earth, like the ink dyed at the moment, suddenly becomes black, and it is shaking strongly.

"The fate of fusion, the first melt!" Su Ming murmured, the illusory purple hair man in front of him, came to step by step toward Su Ming, at the same time, the baby behind Su Ming, is also a gray-eyed Flash, go straight to Su Ming.

The future and the past at this moment, Yu Suming's body externalization made a huge whirlpool, this vortex turned faster and faster, and eventually Su Ming's figure was also sucked in, disappeared at the same time, in this heaven and earth, At the top of this mountain, there is only a huge vortex on the head of this snake dragon.

This whirlpool whirls, which contains the future of Su Ming, the past, and his present, all of this kind of composition, which constitutes his greatest creation in this immortal world!

Fatal!

The whirlpool under the rapid rotation, a hand extended from it, this is a pale hand, seemingly weak, but in the moment the hand stretched out, with a slow fist, Immediately, this whirlpool of rapid turn suddenly sat down and went straight to the hand. It seemed that the process of making a fist by this hand was completely agglomerated.

At the time of the vortex dissipating, in this heaven and earth, at the top of the snake faucet, there was a figure. This is a half-headed purple-haired, half-headed white-haired boy who looks like a ** year old, his skin. It seems to be a ruin, but his eyes are revealing, but it is an endless year.

He looked up and stared coldly at the gray sky. He said nothing, and the body went straight to the gray sky. As he approached the sky, he raised his right hand and supported the sky. Pressed the past.

Under this press, the gray sky was like a fog, and there was a loud rumbling sound. Under this loud noise, the whole sky was shaking, and the fog rolled down the layers, as if it had been scraped. Layer after layer, as if this sky has become a huge wooden board, it is rapidly thinning at this moment.

At this moment, a thunder, like a roar, roared from all sides, and then, all the undead souls in the undead, the trembling body exploded, turned into a lot of white fog and went straight to the sky, the boundless The infinite white mist filled the sky and turned to Su Ming here.

In front of Yu Ming, this white mist is condensed and turned into a huge body that can't be seen at the end. This body looks like a candle!

In the middle of it, opening a big mouth to Su Ming, Su Ming compares with it, looks like an ant, but his look does not change at all. It is almost the moment when this huge candle is swallowed up, his left hand is lifted, facing One click on the earth.

At this moment, he supported the sky with his right hand and pressed the ground with his left hand. With the strong force of his hands and the strong roar of the heavens and the earth, the sky appeared in the naked eye, and a lot of cracks appeared. The earth was shaking and there was a The deep gully of the road.

"I don't die, I will open the world!" This is the combination of the past and the future. Su Ming, the first sentence spoken here, is cold and cold, contains vicissitudes and tenderness, giving people a very It is a strange feeling.

In the moment when he said this sentence, Su Ming’s hands were once again forced to the next top!

At this moment, on the sky of the Jiuyin world, the tenth month of the month, the center of this month, there was a crack in the sky. If there is a great force to tear it apart, this strange The changes have caused the vibration and attention of all the creatures in the Jiuyin world.

Similarly, in the place where the fossilized stone of the candle is ruined, at this moment the petrified candle is nine yin, its huge head, the third eye of the eyebrow, like the tenth month of the sky, in the middle There is a crack, like someone, to live and close his eyes, to force open!

The reason why these days have not been replenished is because it is very important that it is not dead or dead. It is slow and slow to write, and it is not easy to write.

But here is a very crucial point in the pursuit of magic, you must carefully consider writing, but fortunately, it will be over, and there will be more!

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