Pursuit of the Truth

Shenyuan wasteland is the shape of a gourd.

The location of the gourd mouth is the bastion of the four real world defensive forces. It is a place of strictness and perennial death. Even the true guards of the four real worlds, except for the true and old alternates every few hundred years, on weekdays. If you do not call, you must not step into half a step.

Violators will be condemned for sin and sin.

In this area of ​​the camp, there is a majestic whirlpool. This vortex is turning all the time, but it is silent. From a distance, this whirlpool is like a galaxy, but if the distance is close, then It can be seen that the stars that make up this Galaxy are a star.

Countless stars make up this huge vortex, and anyone who sees this scene will inevitably be shocked.

At this moment, outside this whirlpool, there is a long rainbow roaring. After the approach, this Changhong turned into a figure. This is a young man with a peach blossom mark on his eyebrows. He looks respectful and stands outside the whirlpool and can't afford to stand up.

Compared with this majestic whirlpool, his existence is like an ant, and it is inconspicuous.

Time passed slowly, and it was soon a few hours. The young man always worshipped, and he did not move, silently waiting.

Suddenly, this vortex rotates at a faster speed. Under the rapid rotation, there is actually a comprehension star out of the vortex orbit, going straight to the outside, with a momentum of destruction. Go straight to the youth.

After a pause in front of him, a cold voice slowly came out of the constellation.

"Come." Although this voice has only one word, it contains the supreme majesty. It seems that no one can say anything, no words can be resisted.

The young man with a peach blossom mark lifted the body of the long worship and turned it into Changhong. He went straight to the real star, and after a moment he stepped into the comprehension star. In front of him, it was a vast desert.

It can be faintly seen in the distance, there is a towering hall, this hall is yellowish. Separate in the desert, there are whirlwinds and wandering outside, rolling up the sand to form a storm.

At the same time, in front of this hall, in this desert, you can also see that there are nearly a hundred figures.

These figures are monks, male and female, old and young. They crouched on the sand of the desert. They are slowly moving forward. These people are ragged and have many damages. But their look is with fanaticism and surprise, slowly moving towards the hall, a little bit ahead.

A young man with a peach blossom mark. Looking at the hall in the distance, silently kneeling down, until the body crouched on the sand, like the figures he saw, squatting forward.

Surrounded by silence, there is no other voice besides the choking wind. The squatting of these people on the ground is full of a strange feeling, just the most sturdy monk. Even though he seems to be close to the main hall, he is still moving forward, as if he can't see it.

It seems that this hall is different in the eyes of everyone.

The youth with the peach blossom mark, in this constant crawling, his clothes were broken and there were signs of burning. His hair was dry, but his eyes were obsessed. It took an hour, and he finally fell into the wolf and climbed to the front of the hall he saw in his eyes.

there. He took a deep breath and stood up from the ground. Step into the hall.

The hall is very empty. There is only one case. There is an oil lamp on it. The fire of the wick is shaking slightly. In the light, you can see that there are countless faces that show strange smiles. There is no face repeating, as if there are countless In the years of the ages, the faces in this light have never been the same.

The sound of the burning flame of the dragonfly echoed in the hall. In addition to the oil lamp, the case also contained a roll of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips spread halfway and gave a quaint atmosphere under the lights.

"Yin Sheng Zhenjie Jiuzhongzhenwei Dao Ren, see the fire candle is really an adult." The young man knees on one knee, one hand presses the bluestone on the ground, bows his head and respects the opening.

"Talk about it." A chilling sound came from the flame of the wick of the oil lamp, but the face inside the lamp was no longer changing at the moment, and it was stopped on a woman's face like a smile.

"The first time I found this person, it was in the fire red star..." The young man did not dare to look up and whispered everything he knew about the man named Mosu, without saying anything.

"...The job is to look up the reincarnation, find out the origin of the person, and then develop a plan to bring it out and let him show up automatically."

The voice echoed in the hall until the young man finished speaking, and his voice was still echoing around for a long time.

"This person is not in the reincarnation." After a long while, the woman's face in the wick opened her lips, and the chilling sound of the vicissitudes.

When the young man glanced, his look changed immediately. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and whispered.

"The humble function determines that this person is still in the West Ring. It is also certain that this person does not know what method he has. He has already merged with the gods, and he can borrow the power of the array. Whether it is teleportation or suppression, he can use the power of the law. Help each other. Desperate, please be an adult, block the border of the West Ring to other stars... Close... Sealed."

"I will give you a candlelight, burn your life to maintain this candlelight, and fate will guide you to find this person. The gods will allow you to close once, for a period of not more than three months." The bleak voice said After this, immediately the wick of the oil lamp swayed, and at the same time, the young man with a peach blossom mark, his body trembled fiercely.

There was a flame burning on his body. The flame flowed like a flowing water and finally condensed on the youth's hair, causing his hair to fly and look like the flame is shaking.

The brow mark of his eyebrows disappeared instantly and turned into a flame.

"Being a candle, life is a fire, you... leave."

The young man turned back uncontrollably and instantly turned into a flame that rolled out the hall, the desert, and the star. When it appeared, he was in the sky, and in front of him, it was a swirl of rotation. As for that The comprehension star slowly receded until it disappeared into the vortex and became part of the countless stars.

"A person who is not in reincarnation, a variable that has been sent here in a special way, why I feel in your story... its breath.

Damn, you have to succumb to the sea forever, being hated by the people, hate to kill them hundreds of thousands of times, and never recover... that only... crane! ! In the hall, after the youth was taken away, there was no more vicissitudes, no longer cold, but full of hate and madness.

In this resounding resounding, the oil lamp on the several halls of the hall caused a fierce burning sound, and there were countless faces in the room, which made the wick of the wick spread into the whole hall, spread out, and covered the whole piece in a flash. The comprehension of the stars makes this comprehension star burning in the blazing.

......

"Auntie!" In the western ring, a galloping flying rock, lazy squatting there, eyes shining, holding a spar in his paws, a beautifully bald crane, and playing three sneeze.

"The grandmother of his crane, there must be someone who is yelling at his crane grandfather, hey, as a crane, as a bird, I want to be low-key, must be low-key, but can not be remembered old... Auntie!" When I was finished, I sneezed again, this time it was angry.

It climbed up, his eyes were fierce, and he kept looking around.

"Your bird grandmother, who is yelling at your bird grandfather, I am dying you!" When the bald-haired crane looked angry, the red fire that was not far away looked down and consciously bowed his head and ignored it. The more he felt The other person is like the legendary person, the more he dare not have anything to do with the other party, but he remembers a series of legends about that person, but all who have something to do with it, there is no good end.

The meteorite crossed the starry sky. Under the protection of the red fire, in the wrath of the bald crane, the flame of Su Ming’s whole body has been violent to the extreme. The flame burns every inch of flesh and blood in his body, both inside and outside the body. Burning.

His body is now dry and looks like a dead wood.

After half a month passed, Su Ming’s body was motionless. His body was cracked, but it looked like there was no flame. Seven days ago, all the fires outside his body were rolled down and drilled into the body of Su Ming. in.

A breath of death, the more intense in Su Ming's body, until this day, Su Ming's cracks and screams, while Chi Huo Hou immediately looked at it, even the bald cranes The eyes fell on Su Ming here.

The cracked skin pieces shattered again, and at the same time, Su Ming’s eyes... slowly opened.

At the moment when his eyes opened, his pupils radiated a pale golden light, which made his eyes burning and majestic. With Su Ming’s eyes open, his body screamed more strongly. The cracked pieces fell off, and finally the pale golden skin was exposed. After all the cracks fell off, Su Ming’s body radiated a light golden light, and the whole person was covered, which seemed to have a sense of guilt.

Su Ming exhaled a deep breath, and suddenly the starry sky shook this time. There was a sea of ​​fire outside the meteorite. The sea of ​​fire blew and screamed and spread to the surrounding area, covering a radius of five thousand feet.

Within this five thousand feet, the atmosphere of the boundary broke out completely. This time, Su Ming did not borrow the array method, but with his flesh, he launched the power of the world.

"Boundary..." Su Ming stood up from the rock, and there was a loud noise in his body. With Su Ming holding his fist, the sea of ​​fire within five thousand feet was rewinded at this moment, and he was holding it in Su Ming’s fist. The moment, such as the 5,000-foot fire sea condensed in the palm of the hand.

"This is my own strength, the body is a man." Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened it for a long time, his mouth smiled, but the smile was bitter. He thought that if he had such a cultivation in the barbarian, then ... everything will be different. {飘天文学 www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}