Pursuit of the Truth

With the death of tens of thousands of killings, the most powerful Qingyin seal has been condensed, and the magic weapon of the Emperor Tianpai robes has been collapsed, so that the protection power has been reduced to a certain extent.

It was delayed by Lushan Bell, which made Su Ming take out the root of the curse, the red ring.

Put this ring on the hand, use the knotted doll to contact the soul of the heavens, and use the curse technique to evoke the resonance of the entire barbarian, so that the curse is no longer the curse of him, but the curse of the entire barbarian world. .

This kind of power transcends the level of cultivation, and Su Ming sacrifices his life at all costs, sacrifices all his cultivation, and sacrifices everything for him, making this time the murderous, bursting out.

Make the heavenly purple robes separate and die!

All of this, if the Emperor only came to a avatar, then Su Ming can be said to be successful, although the cost is great, but he can escape into the debris space.

It’s just that...the emperor’s avatar is not one. Su Ming also learned after coming to this battlefield. It turns out that it is two.

Even after the death of the purple robe, he once again discovered that it was not... two, but three.

At this moment, he was lying on the grass, his eyes were blurred, his consciousness was slowly dissipating, but he was so reluctant, and his heart turned into a crazy shackle, constantly stimulating his mind.

This is not reconciled because he has not yet completed his goal. He has not yet killed all the corps of the Emperor.

He still... can't close his eyes!

The advent of the Golden Emperor's Day made Su Ming's unwilling and violent explosion, which made the other side stimulate the Su Ming's dual purpose to dissipate in the immediate vicinity. Instead, it is exhausted and reveals firmness. Eyes.

Can be dissipated in this whole body, life is no longer in the middle, and it is possible to reunite the distracted mind in such a moment. This requires an extremely strong will to do, and such a will is not available to many people, but Su Ming here, he experienced the reincarnation of the candle and the dying, he... Have such a will.

This is the meaning that cannot be overwhelmed by anything. This is the world that collapsed in front of us. Also have to take the step of the tooth! And... that comes from the purple black stone, if the soul is full of help.

"I still have the power to fight back!!" Su Ming murmured. In the moment that the golden robe was in the sky with a smashing murder, Su Ming struggling to raise his right hand, a palm... was photographed in his own eyebrows.

The moment that this palm fell. Su Ming’s body immediately evoked a roaring bang, and there was a majestic scent that suddenly burst out of his body.

This breath is strong. In a flash, it spread out and spread, making the neighboring Jinpao Emperor, in the moment of touching, actually went backwards.

What made him go backwards was not the power of Su Ming himself, but the one that was tempted by this heaven and earth at this moment.

At this moment, the sky has changed abnormally again, and there is a rainbow. Suddenly appearing on the sky, it seems like a bridge, but it is boundless.

Under the rainbow, a twist appeared, and a mountain peak appeared. This mountain looks like a human finger, standing between the heavens and the earth. In the people of tens of thousands of immortals around the world, after seeing a few people, the look immediately changed, revealing the unspeakable and unbelievable meaning, and even looking at Su Ming.

Because of this mountain. Yes... Wushan!

"This is... this is a rough pattern!"

"The power of the heavens and the earth is condensed, and the sky is changed. This... this is the impact of the soul!"

"He is attacking the sorrowful soul, is it... it is not the sorrow that he showed before, but it is not a wild soul!!" The tens of thousands of immortals around him have had a very profound study on the barbaric system of practice. Many people saw Su Ming’s move at a glance.

Su Ming, he is indeed attacking the soul.

In this critical moment, at the moment when the Golden Robe was coming, he knew that he had no power to fight back, but he also understood that he still had a chance to live, that is... the soul.

In particular, the integration of the purple black stone makes Su Ming have a feeling of faintness, and the power to prevent himself from becoming a wild soul has disappeared.

Therefore, at this critical moment, he resolutely chose to go to the wilderness and take that step!

Almost the sky rainbow appeared, the moment of Wushan virtual shadow, the body of Jinpao Emperor had to continue to retreat, because the endless reiki of this barbarian land, in this moment, emerged from all directions, straight Ben Suming’s body went away, and there was a strong impact that prevented any soul from entering the scope of Su Ming.

This is the curse of the curse is still miraculous, this is the rejection of the barbarian world, exists in all directions.

With the clearer outline of the Wushan Mountain, the Wushan tribe under the Wushan Mountain gradually revealed, and all the pictures were clear and clear, and the tens of thousands of people exclaimed from the surrounding Out of the immortal population.

At the same time, all the faces familiar to Su Ming’s memory, and the genius of the genius who changed their identity today, looked differently, looked at the sky, looked at the scene, and squatted there.

"Su Ming, he is Su Ming..." Dance music murmured, fiercely looking at the grass lying in the face of Su Ming, there was a bitter and bitter look in the look, more complicated, she did not expect, this only makes The person whose heart is shaking is actually... Su Ming, who remembers Wushan in memory!

Chen Chong's eyes widened, and the breath seemed to stop at this moment. Like the dance music, he looked fiercely toward Su Ming. His mind was roaring at the moment, and it was blank.

There are still thoughts, mountains and hate, the two are shaking, and finally their eyes are gradually falling on Su Ming, the complexities in the look, the outsiders can see at a glance.

"He... turned out to be Su Ming..."

In the sky, the shadow of Wushan is vivid, and the area is gradually no longer a grass house, but a figure appears... There is a public, there is a north, there is a dusty, there is a Ula, there appears All the people in Su Ming’s memory who made him difficult.

These people may not be the existence of his memory, perhaps all of them are false, but... in the depths of Su Ming, they exist, they exist in his heart, even if these people are Xian Then he will kill him with these people, but in his life, these people exist.

Or they are they, and Su Ming’s memory is that these people belong to Su Ming.

"This...this...this is dance music, and there is Beiling!"

"The man is the evil spirit of the mountain hate... and Chen Xin of the big leaf fairy..."

"This person is Chen Long!!"

The sound of stunned sounds, with the appearance of Su Ming Wushan's bruises, with the appearance of a scene on the Wushan Mountain, immediately in the tens of thousands of immortals, set off the sound of sorrow.

This kind of awkwardness, which spreads in an instant, until it is seen by all the people of the immortals, their eyes are mostly shocked, because they do not know what the reason is, and many eyes are condensed in Su Ming’s In the illusion of Wushan, the figures that appeared, the Xianzu Tianjiao around the moment.

What the people of the immortals saw was the complexity of these arrogant looks. This made the people of the immortals shake their hearts, as if they contained a secret in the sky.

This secret is the secret of the entire Xianzu sect, common, and unwilling to let outsiders know!

The face of the golden robe was gradually pale, and the sky was stunned. It was the more gloomy look. He seemed to think of something, and gradually fell his eyes on the golden robe.

Just then, next to the illusion of Wushan on the sky, there was another distortion. This time, it was also a mountain peak, but this peak was extremely large. When standing there, people around it didn’t know much.

Because this mountain does not belong to the East, it belongs to the South Morning, is the ninth peak of the Tianzong!

For Su Ming, the place where life and Wushan coexist, is now also integrated into his barbarism, and has become the root of his reluctance.

On the ninth peak, there are also some figures, those who are Su Ming’s brothers like their loved ones, and his masters!

The appearance of the ninth peak, together with Wushan, occupied more than half of the sky, making the rainbow on the sky bloom with a ray of light, a breath of the soul of the soul, and suddenly came from this sky.

With the advent of the scent of the soul, there was a distortion on the curtain that day, and in that distortion, the light was scattered, making the earth in the dark.

As if in the twist, it seems that there must be something to penetrate, and the distortion spreads continuously. It is only a moment, and the entire sky of the East China is covered.

At this moment, all the tribes and ancestral gates belonging to the barbarian on the East Wild Road, all of them were shocked. No matter what they did, they immediately put down, and they left their places, looked up to the sky, and looked shocked. There was a sense of horror, because they... felt the vibrations from the blood of the body.

This kind of blood tremble is not a trembling, but a burning boil!

This change has made all the barbarian people stunned in their hearts. They don't know what happened, but they can ignite their own blood!

Among the large parts of the East, the rising of the year represents the rolling smoke of the people who have the perfect soul. The moment suddenly dissipated, a red-haired old man, flashing the whole body, silently standing In midair, looking up at the distortion of the sky, his look changed, sometimes ecstasy, but stunned, and ultimately it was cloudy.

He felt the boiling of the blood, and even felt it faintly. He had been stagnant for a long time. Actually, there were signs of increase. Although there were not many, the increase of this silk was to make his mind unable to calm for a long time. In his eyes, he gradually revealed the excitement that could not be suppressed.

In his mind, there is a legend that has flowed out of the barbarian land from the age of eternal...

Legend has it that if the sacred **** is in the world, the barbarian blood will burn, and after the great soul is perfect, there will be a realm that disappears with the generation!

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