Chapter 474 Is it the same?

Su Ming, who was numb in his eyes, slowly flew in the sky. He did not look at the places he often passed. All the immortal souls that appeared on the earth would tremble, be grabbed by him casually, and immediately collapsed into countless fogs chasing him away.

At this moment, he is no different from the old man in white robe.

This process has gone through a long time, one year, two years, three years... Ten years, thirty years, fifty years... one hundred years... maybe longer.

Su Ming did not die again. He only died twice. After the resurrection of the second death, he walked all the way, following the whimpering horn, devouring the endless white fog in this vast world.

His strength makes him more and more numb. The confusion in his expression has dissipated, and his fatigue is no longer. There is only calmness, but this calmness is not the calmness of his mind, but an external manifestation of numbness.

He didn't know how many immortal souls he had absorbed. In these endless years, he did not stay for a moment, kept going forward and devouring, like the existence of the red-haired man, Su Ming swallowed more than nine.

Every time he swallows such an immortal soul, it will make Su Ming more powerful. The action of pressing and grasping seems to have become his instinct.

Until one day, in front of Su Ming, he saw a mountain, which was a huge mountain towering into the clouds. Outside the peak, there was a huge snake dragon statue coiled around, and the head of the snake dragon was low at the highest point of the sky, as if looking down at the earth.

The whimpering horn came from the peak and the statue, spreading around. At the moment of seeing the statue and the peak, Su Ming felt a strong call in his numb mind.

"The soul of immortal war... Return to the position... ..." An old voice echoed in Su Ming's heart at this moment, and the voice revealed an ancient and long history. He fell into Su Ming's heart and shook his body.

His eyes were numb, and he walked forward slowly until he reached the bottom of the mountain. His body jumped up and fell on the huge snake dragon.

In his heart, there is a kind of guidance, summoning him to the body scales of the snake dragon, choose one, sit there cross-legged, and wait for the return of the immortal soul of war...

Su Ming walked on the huge scales of the snake dragon. Walking forward, looking around, the scales of the snake dragon were dense, with hundreds of thousands. On one of the scales, Su Ming sat down on his knees and looked straight ahead, looking blank.

It seems that this is his attribution. It seemed that this was the end of his journey, and the sobbing horn in the sky became clearer and clearer in his ear at this moment. The sound gradually made him feel sleepy, his eyes gradually closed, and an indescribable sense of fatigue gradually drowned it like a tide.

But at the moment when his eyes were about to be completely closed, Su Ming's head lowered, and his remaining light fell on the scales under his body. Not far away, there was a line that was very scribbled, obviously a line of words engraved with his fingers...

"I'm Su Ming..."

The four words that exist on the scales are...

At the moment of seeing these four words, Su Ming's eyes were numb. Then he contracted violently, and he was obviously stunned. These four words seemed to have turned into countless times, flashing in his mind.

He stood up almost instantly and stared at the line. He was short of breath. His mind was like a big wave. At the moment he looked at these words, he had a very familiar feeling, as if... these four words were engraved by him!!

At the moment when Su Ming's mind was shaken, suddenly, the old voice that echoed before swirling between heaven and earth again.

"The soul of immortal war... Return to the position... At the moment when the sound echoed, the scales under Su Ming's feet immediately sent a great suction power. This suction power made Su Ming unable to resist at all. It seemed that he had a strong force. The root of his power came from this statue. The other party could give him the power, and he could take it back at any time.

In the outbreak of the suction power, Su Ming's body blurred in an instant, and a large amount of white fog radiated crazily from his body and was rapidly absorbed by the scales under his feet.

A sense of weakness permeated all of Su Ming's mind. His eyes were blurred, but at all these moments of ambiguity and weakness, Su Ming's mind roared. If a lightning flashed through his mind, it made him suddenly think of him at this moment!

He remembered where it was, he remembered why he came here, he remembered his identity, he remembered the little snake, he remembered the candle Jiuyin, and all of them. He even thought of the curse and words of the candle Jiuyin.

"If you sink, I will devoured the resurrection successfully. If you wake up, I am willing to be swallowed up by my peers. I wish it a new life!!"

"I won't sink, I will never!! I'm not an immortal soul, I'm... Su Ming!!" Su Ming looked up to the sky and roared. His feet had dissipated, and most of his body was rapidly transparent. Seeing that he was about to be completely absorbed and swallowed by the snake dragon scales, he suddenly lowered his head, used his remaining right index finger, exhausted all the remaining strength of his body, clicked on the scales, and wrote a line

"This is the immortality of Zhu Jiuyin..." This line was written anxiously by Su Ming at the moment when his body disappeared.

At the moment he finished writing this sentence, the last boundary word was only half written, and his right hand suddenly turned into fog. At this moment, everything in his body became white fog and was absorbed by the scales.

Su Ming, dead, dissipated.

With his death, the mountain returned to calm, and the statue of the snake dragon was still outside the mountain, like a dead object, motionless.

It's just hundreds of thousands of scales on it. If someone walks on it and looks carefully at this moment, he will see a sentence on more than 100,000 scales... The same handwriting...

"I'm Su Ming..."

"I'm Su Ming..."

"I'm Su Ming, and this is Zhu Jiuyin..."

"The immortal world..."

"I'm Su Ming. I want to wake up and can't sink..."

"I'm Su Ming, the little snake crisis, only my awakening can save it..."

"I'm Su Ming, from the barbarian..."

"I'm Su Ming, heaven and earth, ice and fire..."

"I'm Su Ming, don't devour the immortal soul, don't devour..."

"Even if you swallow one, you can't..."

Such handwriting exists on more than 100,000 scales, and most of the scales are only the four words I am Su Ming. Only a few scales will have two lines of handwriting. If you look carefully, you will find that there are two lines of handwriting, and the time engraved is obviously very different...

All of these are engraved by Su Ming!! He didn't just die twice, it only exists in his memory, but in fact, this mountain, this statue, the number of times he came here, has been countless...

Every time he arrives, at the last moment when his body turns into white fog and is absorbed by the scales, reminding him of everything. He has no way to resist. He can only use this clumsy way to tell himself who comes here next time, where it is, what his mission is, and what he wants to do. You can't sink by yourself!!

This is a very stupid and stupid method, and it is also a pathetic and pitiful way, but in the same way, from the scales of more than 100,000, you can see Su Ming's tenacity and determination, his persistence and... madness!!

This is the candle Jiuyin's... immortal world!

In the vast land, there is no strong sunlight, and the light around it always exists. It is not bright or dim. On the white ground, a wisp of white fog floated out, gradually forming an illusory and fuzzy figure.

There was a figure who opened his eyes and was gray at a loss in his eyes. He was Su Ming...

With the passage of time, he followed the sound of the horn with the undead group around him. Gradually, after several deaths, he finally became the strongest of the undead group at the last time.

Step by step, he gradually became strong in his continuous devouring, and gradually became a strong man. He had a strong power, mastered the fighting ability such as pressing and grasping, slowing, like calm and moving, so as to walk the world, so as to enjoy the comfort and strength of devouring the undead soul, and also experienced His eyes were full of gray until the gray dissipated and remembered his name, but in the end, he still became numb and calm, and came to the place of the call of the horn again.

He came to a scale on the snake dragon statue on this mountain. At the moment when his body dissipated, he remembered everything. On the scales in front of him, he left a word that he was unwilling to despair about himself next time...

Maybe this is the word, he can't see it next time, so there are too many scales in the ground...

But this is hope, this is what he can think of, the last hope... He doesn't want to sink, he wants to resist!!

As time went by, Su Ming came to the snake dragon statue again and again in the death and again. In the words flowed again and again, most of the hundreds of thousands of scales on the snake dragon had been carved by him again and again.

There are also more than half of them, two lines have been engraved, not many, three lines, a small part, four lines, no more than thirty scales, five elements...

"I'm Su Ming..."

"This is the immortal world of the candle of death..."

"Little snake crisis, only when I really wake up can I save it..."

"Perceive heaven and earth, ice and fire, and find out your own positive and negative sides, this is the only way to get out of here..."

"Don't devour the immortal soul, don't swallow one... Tens of millions, don't swallow..."

Those who commit a strong man will be killed no matter how far away they are! I didn't use Japanese goods for a long time, and I won't use them in the future!

I don't ask for a ticket today, I just ask for one sentence: Diaoyu Island is our China!!!