Pursuit of the Truth

As the illusory moth disappeared into the sky, Su Ming looked up. He saw the endless starry sky roaring. He saw a rotating starry sky, a long boat galloping, those long boats. Each ship is all black and black, and each one has several people wearing a star robe.

Daoyuan’s sulking laughter in the distant sea, his body’s outer robes radiate a faint glimpse at this moment, forming a tight protection.

Su Ming took back the look of the sky. He looked at the place where the rain fell, watching the vain disappearance of Bai Su, watching the lonely ninth peak and the numerous broken limbs floating on the sea.

"All are dead..." Su Ming murmured, his body is not solid at the moment, but the illusory is almost transparent, his expression is sad, no longer paying attention to the Taoyuan and there are many long days of the curtain starry sky at the moment. Boat, he lifted his footsteps and slowly walked to the ninth peak.

Exhausted, heartbroken, sad all kinds of emotions, filled with Su Ming's mind, he returned to the ninth peak, standing in the foothills of the ninth peak outside the Shizong Dongfu.

Even at this time, Su Ming is still standing here, using his body to become the barrier to guard the ninth peak.

Killing the sword in the hand of his right hand, holding it illusory, making the sword slanting to the lower right side of the sword. The sword is very stable, but the tip of the sword is slightly trembling. The trembling is the sword spirit, the desire for blood, the desire to kill. Expectation.

Su Ming stood there silently, his hair was the fireworks that the sea breeze could not blow, and his soul was released there. At this moment, Su Ming seems to be integrated with the ninth peak. .

One person, one sword, one guardian.

His body is ambiguous, and there is no slight fluctuation in his body. The only thing that exists is the power of the soul. This soul can be said to be the soul of the soul. It is a kind of **** consciousness, and he is the only remaining unyielding will of Su Ming.

Looking at the sky, Su Ming's mouth gradually revealed a smile, but the smile was not free and easy, but filled with sadness.

In Chen Chen’s silence, his body was still shaking, but he bit his teeth and came to Su Ming’s side. A black dagger was taken from his arms. He was very scared, his body was constantly shaking and his sweat was flowing. But... the real courage is to face danger without fear, and also to have the will to let yourself not back down in fear. Also called courage.

The bald-haired crane finally gathered up the thought of fleeing in a bitter smile. It sighed in the heart and flew to the side of Su Ming, staring at the sky with death, and its expression showed unprecedented dignity and madness.

"Sorry, I promised to take you to the place where I can leave the barbarian, but I... didn't have time to do it." Su Ming looked at the sky and whispered.

Qian Chen shook his head in the trembling, did not speak.

at this time. Suddenly, many long boats in the sky of the sky, in a sharp roar, screamed from the sky like a dark rainbow, toward the earth.

In the twinkling of an eye, there are thousands of long boats, which appear in the heavens and the earth outside the ninth peak. Powerful and difficult to describe the metaphor of the metaphor, from the thousands of long boats on the long boat wearing the stars of the slaves of the slaves.

Although there is no third slave in the path, thousands of second steps can be repaired, and the vibration and destruction brought by it is sometimes reversed by five third steps. More amazing.

That indifferent gaze, Daoyuan regained the madness of arrogance. This time, the catastrophe reached its peak at this moment.

"Give me a kill, kill this peak, let the grass not stay here, damn, he almost killed me, almost killed me!!" Daoyuan red eyes, only then he has been shrouded in death It is the moment when he is closest to death in his life, which has made his inner fears to the extreme. With his conscious security, this fear has become equal anger.

Thousands of slaves on the nearly a thousand long boats, at this moment, a pair of eyes flashed, there is no single shot, they are the people of the morning, not to be forced, they will not pay attention to the single thing, almost in At the same time as the Taoist voice was set off, thousands of people flew out and turned into thousands of Changhong and went straight to the ninth peak.

The momentum is terrifying, surpassing the pressure brought by the previous five third-step slaves, and there is a sense of suffocation. Qian Chen is red-eyed, and the maddening screaming is desperate to rush out, but in his footsteps. Just after the moment of lifting, Su Ming’s left hand was pressed on his shoulder. The power of the soul from Su Ming was introduced into Qian Chen’s heart. Under a shock, Qian Chen suddenly screamed in his mind, and the whole person was in a coma.

His body was gently sent back to Su Ming and flew to the dong of the ninth peak.

"It's already a lot dead, don't die anymore..." Su Ming murmured, and his soul broke out, forming a shock, rolling a bald-headed crane on the side of the scene and sending it to Dongfu. When the bald-haired crane reacted, it trembled and looked at Su Ming.

As if at this moment, it really knew Su Ming in general, looked at it, this is a self-confident bald-headed crane with no heart and lungs, and his eyes are moist.

"Help me take care of my brother..." When Su Ming whispered, his body stepped toward the sky, toward the thousands of second-step slaves who came, with a decisive decision, holding a sword and screaming.

More than half of the thousands of slaves have surpassed Su Ming. This is a killing that has no suspense at all. It is a person who fought thousands of people.

A thunderous roar went round and round in an instant. It was only a hundred people in the forefront who raised their right hands and unfolded their magical powers. They turned into an endless star of the stars and slammed into the illusory body of Su Ming. .

Without the existence of the three souls sealed in their bodies, the star of this star is touching the moment of Su Ming's illusory body, it is difficult to appear before the transparency does not exist in the same space, the overlap does not touch each other, but if Numerous sharp thorns, in the roaring, made Su Ming's illusory body suddenly collapse, turned into a little bit of crystal light after the majority of the extinction, the remaining part of the rewind, re-condensed outside Baizhang.

Turned into Su Ming, but it is more transparent, like a wind blowing, it will dissipate.

But before Su Ming’s body collapsed, he took out a sword. The power of this sword is the first sword he unfolded after the soul is now full. The sword contains his soul, but it also contains His awakening is awakened.

Contains his... 命命神通! !

Under the sweep of the sword, it whizzed directly from the hundreds of people, but it seemed that there was nothing too strong and powerful, but it was blown like a breeze.

However, while Su Ming’s body collapsed and re-agglomerated the more faint illusion, the hundreds of people who were swept by Su Ming’s sword in front of him, there were nearly half slaves, their bodies were In the blink of an eye, it was... the old man was coming down.

Just as the years are infinitely magnified in their bodies, accelerating the operation of countless times, making the appearance of nearly a hundred people not only instantaneously old, but also radiating a rotten atmosphere from the body.

Their hair became gray, wrinkles appeared on their faces, and their vitality was as if they were swallowed up by nothing, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There are even a dozen people, because the cultivation is not high, because there is not much life in the body, in this body withered and old, actually ... instantly became a corpse, even the gods are difficult to escape, directly withered Die.

At the same time, with the death of those dozens of people, with the disappearance of the nearly one hundred life machine and Shouyuan, a white breath dissipated from their bodies, went straight to Su Ming here, and instantly merged into Su Ming After that, Su Ming’s weak body immediately solidified a lot.

"This is what is the awakening of the soul after my soul is complete..." Su Ming murmured, he can feel the coming of the white air in the body, his soul is growing wildly, and the life of absorption seems to be The material that his body is extremely lacking, such a self, has become a dry sponge, constantly absorbing the vitality of others and Shouyuan to perfect everything.

However, this awakening is a bit late for Su Ming, because even if the sword absorbs a lot of vitality, it can still not make up for the immutable gap between Su Ming and the thousands of slaves.

With the sharp shackles of the Tao, with the thousands of slaves approaching again, this time nearly a thousand people are carrying out magical powers, and the light of the stars is enough to replace all the light of the heavens and the earth. An ancient star beast directly submerged Su Ming.

At the moment when he was swallowed up, Su Ming suddenly realized that he realized his own magical power, not exactly what it meant to fall.

Although it is not the color of autumn, the vitality of absorption is just like autumn in one's own body. It is the fusion between death and survival. It is a change in the true sense.

"Autumn..." When Su Ming whispered, his illusory body suddenly exudes a red awn, which is the color of autumn, and there are countless snowflakes appearing out of his surroundings. Those snowflakes fall and wilted. Like the autumn leaves, it makes people look at the first sight. It is snow, but when it looks at the second eye, it is fallen leaves.

At the same time, Su Ming’s cultivation was at this moment, and it broke out with his enlightenment. From the early stage of life, he climbed directly to the middle of his life, and it was accompanied by the appearance of snowflakes and fallen leaves around Su Ming. The color of the whole autumn is getting thicker and thicker. In the thousands of slaves approaching, the second wave of nearly a thousand people's starlights drowned Su Ming's moment, Su Ming's eyes revealed Ming Wu, his cultivation is here. In a flash, from the middle of the life, I entered the late life!

Only one step away, you can step into the second realm of life and life.

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