Pursuit of the Truth

The huge palms covered the innocent starry sky, and the numerous cracks in the West Ring were also surrounded. At this moment, with the palm of the hand quickly grasping, Su Ming was on the edge of a crack, his eyes revealed and realized. The coming of the five fingers, watching the entire sky quickly replaced by the palm that is holding.

The roar of the roaring sounds, but wherever the fingers pass, the starry sky seems to collapse, and the last word in the ear is still swirling, a force that is enough to destroy all beings, constantly growing from this palm. .

The starry sky vibrates, the sky dissipates, this powerful and unimaginable power makes Su Ming obsessed at this moment. He seems to forget that he is in this crisis and forgets that with the palm of his hand, he will Destroy, even... he has the avatar of purple ecstasy.

It is impossible to tell whether the passage of time is fast or slow. It seems that at this moment, the law of time has disappeared here. It seems to be a dying moment, and it seems to be an endless time. The grip of the palm replaces nothingness, and it is almost completely close together. .

The sky is soaring, and it’s amazing to see this scene from afar. The endless palms are holding the West Ring, and even when you look at it, the West Ring is gone. This giant sky is only a huge palm. It is fast. Become a fist.

Su Ming looked at the fingers above him and saw a gully, a plain of plains, which was constantly getting bigger and coming toward him.

"The palm of the hand is gone..." Su Ming murmured, in the moment the palm of his hand was completely held, the body retreated and entered the crack in the West Ring.

As soon as his body stepped into it, it seemed to smash the muffled sound of the stars. Suddenly spread all over the place, that is... the sound of a squeeze caused by the palm of the hand.

That is the impact of smashing the power of all beings.

A ring of ripples emerged out of thin air, from the inside of the fist to the surrounding reeling. When it passed, it roared into the sky. This ripple seemed to be a tumbling wave, constantly spreading. In the boundless starry sky, it is twisted and twisted, as if... As if, all beings will die.

But at this moment, a roar suddenly came out of the fist. This roar with a hegemony, with a shackle of all beings, more high-spirited majesty and embarrassment, as if I am alone, and then spread.

"roll!!"

In the moment when the roar came out, the huge fist was suddenly shocked. As it vibrated, it seemed that there was a force that broke out from its palm. This power is strong. It seems as if you want to open the five fingers of this fist from inside, as if... it is the soul that can not kill this palm.

"Give me a roll!!" At the time when the roaring reverberations were still echoing, the second identical shackles immediately followed in the fist, and the voice was sharp. Although it is harsh, it still contains endless hegemony and majesty, as if all wills will yield in this voice, otherwise it will be disrespectful and need to be erased.

In the presence of this sound. The huge fist shook again, and it seemed that the faint motion could not continue to hold the grip.

"Damn ants, dare to come here to offend me, roll, roll, roll!" The third roar, immediately spread, sensationalized the sky, shaking the starry sky.

"How about the death of the palm of your hand, such a monk like you, dare to reach out to the palm of your hand and roll away!" The fourth roar, and then roared.

The vibration of the palm is more and more intense, and the five fingers have to be lifted in the trembling. The sound of roaring is increasing, the fifth, the sixth and even the seventh, at the same time, roaring.

"All beings are ants, and the heavens and the earth are nothing. In the endless years, you are not the first person who dares to offend me, but it is the first one who wants to destroy me."

"There is no real life in the realm of the district, dare to come here, you are looking for death!"

"Go back to your sleeping place, this is not where you can destroy ants!"

The violent spread of the bang, in the resounding of the seven roaring, this huge fist rumbling forced to loosen the five fingers, even in the trembling, there are signs of breaking, as if unable to Seven snarls represent the seven wills to resist.

"Hey, what is your little baby's name, courage is not small, dare to tell me your name, I will remember your life's seal, when I walk out, I will be the first to swallow you." The eighth sound, banging, the collapse of the palm is stronger, and the five fingers have been fully opened.

"Offering the Elders, dying!" The ninth voice, with endless madness and killing, when the rumbling came out, the palm of the hand suddenly fell apart, five fingers had three, separated from the palm of their hands, and the interspersed Fly ash.

"The palm of your hand is gone, you can chase me from the real world of Yin, but here... here is my star field, you... not broken!" The last voice belongs to Su Ming.

At the moment when his voice came out, the palm of the hand in the collapse, the last **** suddenly broke apart, revealing that the square was wrapped up by him, and the West Ring was different. At the same time, the ten ideas were countless from different places. All the cracks broke out, forming a powerful and indescribable impact, going straight to the broken palm and slamming away.

This is not the will of Su Ming alone. This is the will of all the people in the West Ring, which is the soul of ten evil spirits, and it is a full force after the crisis is detected.

Here, they are invincible existences. Here, no life can destroy all ten of them at one time. Here, they are the most powerful symbol between heaven and earth.

The sound of the thunder spread, the deafening roar shook the sky, and the palms continued to collapse. There is no existence, you can provoke the ecsta, this is the pride of the sage, this is the dignity of the sage, they can swallow each other, but ... if there is an external existence to destroy them, they will face their crazy counterattack.

This is why Su Ming dared to feel the other side's ruin in the crisis. As long as he returns here, as long as the other party is still trying to kill him, the other party will face the full force of the ten souls. Counterattack.

Under this counterattack... What about the death of the palm of your hand!

The sound of the bang is soaring, the palm of the hand is in this moment, a wide range of cracks open, revealing the complete West Ring, and it is even more exposed... a huge, endless giant tree with ten colors of light.

The tree is lingering, and it radiates a breath that is enough to destroy all beings. In the roar of roaring, the will of the ten souls, in the simplest way, without any magical power, but directly hit the palm of the collapse.

Boom!

This is the palm of the hand that spreads out from the sect of the sacred sacred world. At this moment, the inch is broken, and the speed of the fragmentation is fast. In the blink of an eye, the part outside the West Ring has been shattered, and it is rapidly spreading. If you can stand at the angle of the entire West Ring, you can clearly see that this huge palm has disappeared halfway through the constant fragmentation and dissipation.

Still continuing... With its wide dissipation, the starry sky covered by this palm is re-emerged, and the star that is covered by it is reappearing, just the time of counting, the collapse of this palm is approaching the real world of Yin Sheng Stay outside the forces.

The huge endless palm, there is only a small part left at the moment, but this collapse is still not over, until after the three interest, all the parts of the palm that extend in the West Ring are turned into flying. After the ash, this collapse finally spread into the scope of the sacred sacred world.

The roaring and diffusing, the starry sky trembled, and the yin and sacred world guarded the shackles of the sphere of influence. The fragmentation of the palm directly spread to the bastion, the whirlpool. After smashing all the palms, the meaning of the ten souls seems to be still unfinished. When it is continually destroying the vortex composed of countless stars, suddenly, there are three gods that are comparable to the ancient will to chase Su Ming. The room blew out from this vortex.

"Enough, leave here!"

"My four real worlds are not interfering with you, so I don't think I can't kill you!"

"You haven't recovered yet, the broken body, if I am in the four real worlds, please leave the Xuan Zun, you still have to be destroyed!"

The three gods reverberated at the same time, causing the whirlpool to scream outside and then calm down.

At the same time, in the depths of the whirlpool of the camp, a star full of black earth, there is a continuous mountain range, the mountain looks as usual, but if you look carefully, you can find that it is a human shape .

A person lying there!

The eyes of this person are slowly closing, and when the roaring spreads throughout the world, his right hand... is shattered at the moment when his eyes are completely closed.

"The fate of life is gone, it is in the palm of your hand... Of course, how to hold away from the life outside the edge." The voice of muttering echoed in this star.

"I am only able to get rid of the palm of my hand. I have only gotten into the palm of my hand. I have a chance to rise and fall. I don’t know if this life can be stepped in... not to mention the reincarnation of the living environment, but also the annihilation of the environment. The sky.

The death of the palm of the hand, the origin of the edge, the reincarnation of the heart, the destruction of the sky, this is the four major realms.

There is no end to Taoism, one word, one flower, one leaf, one word, one word, and the word word. There are also four Xuan Xuan, and after Xuan... can't be said.

After you can't speak, what else... There should be, because... there is no way to practice. "A sigh, spread throughout the stars."

In the West Ring, 100,000 stone monuments, all the monks opened their eyes and woke up. When they were all sleeping, they didn't know what happened.

In the emptiness that they can't see, now the ten souls of Er Cang are making a cry and mourning each other.

"Purple, all this is what you are provoked."

"Purple, you are killing me and other tributes first, and tempting blue primaries to offend, what are you doing!"

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