Pursuit of the Truth

At the end of the two-year-old ferry boat, sending a familiar figure to go, willing to bow their heads, watching them leave silently, this is Su Ming's choice for them, the first and last time .

The 120 years of the two sons were very long and short for Su Ming. The short-lived was to send away their road of forgetting Sichuan. The long time is the eternal waiting and seeing one day in the future. I don't know how the years passed.

Su Ming, also not sure, so hope is long, but after all, there is still the end. Like the fireworks in the sky, the short-lived moment will disappear, but the long ones are in people's minds and become beautiful.

Su Ming’s eyes gradually appeared the proper shade, the ninth front·············································································· The rest of the ninth front, as if they are, are also in a state of sorrow.

"The ninth peak is ridiculous, you wait... If you want to stay, you can continue to stay. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time." Su Ming slowly opened his mouth, his voice echoed throughout this moment. Jiufeng Zongmen, fell into the ears of every disciple in it, and woke up these people from the hustle and bustle.

When the words swirled, Su Ming closed his eyes, and the bald-headed crane was on the side. Looking at the familiarity around him, there was not much sadness. He didn’t know where to go when he was alone, but Su Ming who knew it didn’t need to think about it. You can know the idea of ​​this bald crane at the moment.

"When it was made, it was made, haha, Grandpa Crane is really lucky this time, and sent so many people, these people must not take away many spar, spar, especially the spar of others!" Crane looked excited and excited. When he thought about it, it couldn’t help but tremble, and the speed became faster.

Without paying attention to the behavior of the bald-headed crane, Su Ming’s closing eyes are twenty years. He felt the vibration of the whole three wilderness and realized the coming of the destruction of the catastrophe. The mulberry wings at the moment should It is overlapped by the naked eye, and in fact it is just a little bit worse.

This silk is the last hundred years. Even in this morning truth, Su Ming felt the existence of the immortal truth. In the other worlds of Sanyue, he also felt the breath of Sangxiang.

The two worlds are about to overlap.

At the same time, in the 20 years since Su Ming returned to the ninth peak, the monks in this sect have already gone nine out of ten. The rest are mostly those who are not old. People have no ambition to follow a big door again. They are more hopeful of calm.

As for other people, those who belong to the ninth peak have been selected by the tigers. The rest of them are the icing on the cake. At this moment, the brocade is no longer there, and the flowers naturally continue to bloom elsewhere.

Twenty years later, this is the final 100 years from the catastrophe. The forerunners of the predecessors began to wake up. The first thing that awakened was the predecessor of the battle of Su Ming on the Emperor’s own star. There are quite a few places in the three worlds, and in the moment of the arrival of a hundred years, a breath of breath has emerged.

The real world of the Emperor, the real world of the yin, the fourth real world, and the source of the gods. There is a lot of spread in this atmosphere, but more, or in the world where the fourth wing of the mulberry phase is, gradually, start With these strong people walking the stars, gradually, a **** killing and an era of oppression will erupt in this hundred years.

This, in fact, is also a catastrophe. It is only a short release before the murder of the murder.

At the same time, in the dying whirlpool, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors headed by Emperor Tian, ​​who had hidden for a certain purpose, also opened their eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Time is up, this hundred years have finally arrived..." The whispers of the whispers echoed in the boundary of this yin and whirlpool, and there was even more excitement and laughter.

All the blood before the robbery...

Su Ming sighed and took back the look of the three wilderness circles. He did not pay attention to everything in the outside world. He was also a good day, and Su Xuanyi was not worth mentioning. At this moment, Su Ming is not willing to pay attention to it, even those who are predecessors. Cholera has smashed the entire sky, and this is part of the rule, and it is also something that should be done before the four wings of the mulberry phase overlap.

However, the ninth peak is a restricted area. If anyone dares to step into this half-step, then even if this person is a former epoch who is said to be immortal, he will still know the life here at Su Ming. How embarrassing the catastrophe is.

Killing, Su Ming killed too much, how about the former strongman...·····

What he only remembers is the 100,000 monks who were trapped in the world of the world.

He promised to the 100,000 monks, and one day they will bring them out. This promise, Su Ming is going to finish.

"Do you want to go back to the source of God again?" Su Ming looked aside and counted the sparse crane

"The spar there was searched by the crane grandfather, and it was clean." The bald-headed crane looked up and carefully thought about it, and opened it very seriously.

Su Ming smiled.

"Well, then you will stay here." Su Ming closed his eyes when he shook his head. At the moment when his eyes closed, in the ruins of the gods, where the aura of the heavens was extremely lacking, a figure appeared in the sky. This figure is Su Ming.

Looking at all the sources here, Su Ming is familiar. I used to be here for many years. At this moment, I think of the pursuit or the weakness. Everything is full of traces of being portrayed. Obviously, he was in the Soviet Union. In the palm of Xuanyi's palm, all the roads were arranged. In order to nourish the seeds of extinction, I continued to let myself complete all the things he secretly arranged.

Just looking back at the moment, the grievances of the year, hate or not, have faded, Su Ming looks calm, walked through the starry sky, while near the place where Er Cang used to be, Su Ming’s footsteps, like Feeling, looking at the distance, in the starry sky not too far away from here, there is a comprehension star, there is a young man, sitting on the top of a mountain with his knees, is voicing.

This person spit in the breath, and there was a illusory appearance of a big tree behind him. It was...

The sorrowful soul that escaped from Su Ming’s hand, the singer’s sorrowful sorrow, Su Ming looked at him, and he still didn’t know all of this, still meditating, sometimes cautiously looking around when he opened his eyes, and the eyes often flashed The indifference and haze that made this person look very gloomy.

This is in line with the habits of Er Cang. Obviously, in the past years, it has learned a lot of cautiousness and treacherousness of the monks in this restoration, so it can survive in the ruins of this abyss.

Perhaps he has been wary of the arrival of Su Ming. After all, for him, the existence of Su Ming is the shadow of his life's fear. He is afraid of Su Ming, but he is eager to swallow Su Ming and make himself complete.

If it has been changed, Su Ming has not let go of this person since he saw this person, but now he has only recovered his eyes after a sweep, the difference in level, the difference in the world, and the mutual hostility has become a child’s fight. .

Without paying attention to the re-coagulation of Er Cang, Su Ming came to the piece of nothingness. After entering, he appeared in the once 100,000 world.

Almost at the moment when Su Ming stepped in, all the stone tablets in the 100,000 Er Cang world shook all the time. With the vibration of the stone monument, in this world, all the people who meditate on the knees looked up, and the look shook, even It was those monks who were immersed in the world of memory in the stone monuments, and they were all forcibly driven out. When they looked up, the 100,000 people here saw their upper, coming Su Ming.

Some people still remember Su Ming, some people have forgotten, and some people have not experienced the shock of Su Ming when they appeared, and they look stunned at this moment.

"This place has existed for too long. Once I promised you, there will be a day to unravel this land. Today I am coming, unlock the seal of this place, open your imprisonment, and give back your own soul. Since then... ····You····freedom!” Su Ming’s eyes swept over the crowd, stayed on the familiar faces, and finally fell on the middle-aged man who had helped him.

At the first glance, the other party’s appearance is middle-aged. If you look closely, it has become an old age. The death of his wife may have become an eternal pain in his heart. He could have left but was reluctant, but he was immersed in In this memory, go to accompany his wife.

With the words of Su Ming, the whole world of 100,000 stone tablets has a loud roar, the cracks of the stone tablets, the virgin layers of the surrounding edges, which are the time of breathing, the 100,000 stone world. There was only one stone tablet left in front of the middle-aged man.

"This stone monument, only you are qualified to break it, how to choose ······· Su will not interfere." Su Ming took a deep look at the middle-aged man, turned his eyes, swept over the crowd, he looked It’s not the joy, but the deeper sorrow. It seems that for a moment, these people are not adapted to such changes.

But after all, they will adapt, Su Ming once again glanced at the world of 100,000 stone tablets. He thought of the age of dust, shook his head, and when Su Ming turned, he had entered nothingness.

He came to the ruins of the source of the gods. In addition to understanding the imprisonment of the world of 100,000 stone tablets, he went to look at the mountain, look at the figure on the top of the mountain, and then go to the sand, the sand. A wish of the spirit, and that is to go to the other side of the black ink star and the famous disciple of the evil spirits.

If possible, Su Ming also wants to go to the fifth sea to see if there is really the fifth real world entrance, go to the fifth real world, take a look... the place where the Soviet war died, once The area where I was sedated by Su Xuanyi.

"One hundred years, enough." Su Ming murmured and walked into the distance.

At this moment, in the Shenyuan Xinghai, a hurricane that has swept a large number of tribes is continuing. It is a dry old man, and there is an obvious old man behind his body who is dead on his body. This old man looks numb. Wherever he went, there was a killing.

The three more broke out, the sword must be unsheathed in this November, then it will be a month of fighting, the ear roots will continue to erupt tomorrow, there is a monthly ticket, there must be me!

Hold a fist and worship.