Chapter 163 If you don't die, you will create

"Wild people, how can you understand the way of the formation of my fairy family? I have not been forbidden in four layers of space for a long time, but there are still half layers!" Su Ming's eyes were blurred. When it was clear, he appeared in a dark place. This was a cave. There was no light around him, so he could only see a little faintly.

"Send me home quickly. I was seriously injured in those years, but I have never recovered. Now I have given up this split. Now there is only this split, which can't be delayed for too long. Once I die, if I haven't left, I will perish!

Only the split body leaves the barbarians. Under the different laws of the fairy family, you can cut off the contact with me before you can live. A heavy gasp came from Su Ming's side. Hankong grabbed Su Ming's shoulder. His face was only seven inches away from Su Ming's. He stared at Su Ming's eyes, and his eyes were full of madness and anxiety. At this moment, he was about to despair, and there was no calm before.

"I can't send you back." Su Ming was silent for a moment and slowly opened his mouth.

"I'll say it again, send me back!!" Handankong roared, grabbed Su Ming's shoulders, and showed his murderous look.

"If you don't believe it, you can give up. Go and look through my memory and see if I have lied to you." Su Ming looked calm and looked at the air. This is his purpose!

At the end of the passage, outside the stone wall, he realized a lot of things. He hesitated about whether he really disappeared some memories. He couldn't ignore these things. He wanted to figure out all this.

But Su Ming knew that with his own cultivation, he could not do it to know what happened to him, so he thought of the ancestor of Handan Mountain and what He Feng said!

In this house, one thing is that you can forcibly look through the memory in the process!

What He Feng can't do, Su Ming believes that the ancestor of Handan in front of him can do it.

"I want to know why there is pity in Han Cangzi's eyes. I want to know why there is no fire barbarian clan being slaughtered by the barbarian god in Nantian's words. I want to know why the indifferent eyes and words on the red road make me nervous and scared...

I want to know, if I really have a memory that disappears, this disappearing memory. When did it happen...............,

I want to know what happened in the disappeared memory...

I want to know if everything about Grandpa and Wushan is my dream." Su Ming closed his eyes, then suddenly opened, looking at the panting and ferocious air.

"Help me, tell me what's missing in my memory. Tell yourself why I didn't send you back to my hometown, and also prove that I lied to you.

Help me tell me who I am," Su Ming said softly, with persistence in his eyes.

Handankong stared at Su Ming. Under Su Ming's eyes, he somehow had a trace of inexplicable fear in his heart. What he was afraid of was Su Ming's calm at this moment. What he was afraid of was that he had never encountered anything that asked people to help take away himself.

"Simple snatching up and searching for the soul, you can't see the complete memory. There are only scattered fragments. You don't send me back, and since you take the initiative to ask me to take up, then I'll help you once!

My split body is refined by barbarian people. Before this life, I have the cultivation of barbarian bone sacrifice. If you really want me to help you, I have to refine you into my split!

If I die, you will die with me. If you don't die, it's creation. Why don't it matter if I complete it!" Handan has lived for a long time. How can he not see the mystery here, but he has no time... There is a trace of resentment in Handan's eyes. He waited for eight thousand years, but in return, he could not go home or return to his hometown.

Even at this moment, he can die at any time. Once the Buddha outside dies, he can't survive. Instead of dying like this, it's better to give him hope in front of him, and refine the fate of hope to smash it into his own split. While dying together, no matter what, he can indeed see all the memories of the other

Before Su Ming nodded and agreed, Handan suddenly raised his right hand and pressed his palm on his abdomen. His whole body suddenly shook. With a bang in front of Su Ming, the whole person turned into a blood fog.

The blood fog stained Su Ming's whole body, and the golden light flashed in the fog, only a small golden palm-sized

The man rushed out of the fog and went straight to the center of Su Ming's eyebrows. The appearance of this villain is just Handankong, but its strength is far from comparable to the wind.

This little man has been solidified. He is not a spiritual body, but a yuan god above the spiritual baby! There is a golden spine in its body! !

Although the color of this spine is dim, it reveals a wild atmosphere. This thing is cultivated by the strong man in the sacrificial bone realm, [body] the first bone of the ancestors!

Things were a little different from Su Ming's prediction, but the final result was still the same. He did not resist. He looked at the coming Hankong Yuanshen and closed his eyes.

"There are few things in this world that can cover everything. Because there is a mistake, it is right. I bet!"

At the moment when his eyes were closed, Handan Yuanshen touched Su Ming's eyebrows, instantly penetrated into it and disappeared. At the moment he disappeared, Su Ming's body trembled violently, and his face hidden under the mask showed pain.

This kind of pain is countless times stronger than before, and it can't even be compared at all. For example, the difference between heaven and earth is not only a severe pain in the body, but also the feeling of countless bone needles drilling through the pores, it is more spiritually like a mountain, as if it is going to smash the bones.

Under this severe pain, Su Ming's face with a mask left a drop of blood along his face. This is the blood flowing from his seven orifices at this moment!

The pain was indescribable, but Su Ming did not roar or be crazy. He sat there cross-legged, and his eyes were exposed. It was the calmness of Gujing.

Silently enduring the pain, silently feeling the seizing of the air, refining the split, everything is calmly borne.

Until his eyes were blurred, until he came to the place where he had been, a world covered by fog, the only empty place of more than ten feet.

Su Ming was still the faint ghost, floating here. The familiar feeling and determined thoughts made Su Ming not tremble or afraid. He looked at the dazzling golden light beside him, making him feel as if he was going to melt the Hankong Yuanshen.

Its yuanshen is so big that it is several feet high. Compared with Su Ming, the other party is like a giant of heaven and earth. When it comes, Su Ming's more than ten feet of emptiness has a shock, which seems to be unbearable and is about to collapse.

The remaining golden light and the tall figure made Su Ming in the wind of the angry wolf before he could approach, which could be ecated at any time.

"What kind of sea of knowledge has so much fog!" After Han Kong saw four weeks clearly, his yuanshen's face immediately showed shock. He understood what this represented and suddenly looked at Su Ming with complexity in his eyes.

"I, I will fulfill you!" As soon as Handan's words came out, his huge primordial spirit suddenly opened his mouth and sucked into Su Ming. Immediately, Su Ming turned into a secluded group and went straight to Handan.

Although it was swallowed up, this is Su Ming's sea of knowledge. He can still see that the fog in front of him is rapidly thin, and the memory of coming to the land of Nanchen passes quickly,

"This time, can I see it?"... Su Ming muttered.

It's the end of the month. In the last few hours, it doesn't matter how many monthly tickets are. This month, I'm very quiet. It's good to write my own book and understand my own way.

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