Ask for Magic

Chapter 1205 Truth

Su Ming looked at the old man. He was familiar with the old man's appearance. It was the lonely old man of the Tianling tribe who sent him here. At this moment, there was a very strong gap between the kindness in the other party's expression and the sometimes gloomy of the old man in Su Ming's memory.

He understands that today should be the old man of the Tianling tribe, the last day before the seventh ascension, and after that, it will be a catastrophe for all the people of the Tianling tribe.

Under this catastrophe, everything in the tribe, all the people of the spirit tribe around, will become lonely souls and will be killed by their grandfather.

In silence, in the face of the eyes and questions of the ancient old man, Su Ming lowered his head and chose a place to sit down.

The old man shook his head with a smile and did not continue to ask. Instead, he looked at all the children in the surrounding clan. His expression became more and more kind. He knew that these people in front of him would be the hope for the future of the tribe.

"The barren way, where the will of heaven is, the root of all things, if you are the people of the spirit tribe, but in fact, you are also part of the barren way.

The meaning of the barren way is that everyone can become the barren way, and everyone can't become the barren way. This is the original intention. It's a little complicated. You don't need to go to real enlightenment. As long as you keep it in your heart, maybe some of you will eventually understand what the barren way is in the The old man slowly opened his mouth and passed on the inheritance of his tribe one by one in this way.

Su Ming looked at the old man, and he saw at a glance that the old man's cultivation at this moment was much weaker than that in the future, but even if there were many gaps, the old man is now the first, and he is still the first to succeed six times. However, at this time, his face was full of open, not the future Loneliness and sadness.

Time passed, and soon the night came, and the old man's story gradually came to an end. In the tribe at night, torches were lit everywhere, and in the firelight, the interlacing of light and dark reflected the tribe.

Su Ming sat in a corner of the tribe, looking at the stars in the sky and the torches in the tribe. His look was in meditation.

"He knew that the old man who killed his clan was obviously the old man, and the point was that he lost consciousness when he was crossing the wilderness...

He asked me to come back and tell him what he saw truthfully. It should be that he already had some answers, but he was not sure, so let me take a look with my own eyes so that he could be sure of the answer in his heart.

The desolation... What is it and why does it make people lose consciousness? Su Ming saw thoroughly about his coming here. At this moment, he looked at the starry sky and silently waited for the passage of time.

There was wind at night, blowing torches to make a sizzling sound. This night, there were no clanstry to rest, but towards midnight, all the clans came to the center of the tribe, under a huge ascending platform, nearly 100,000 clans, all of whom looked up at the high ascending platform in the night and looked at their Luo's father-in-law, because soon, their father-in-law will go to the seventh promotion.

Su Ming was also in the crowd, looking silently. He only had two days in this ancient era. Now one day has passed. He understands that the change... happened on this last day.

His eyes flashed, but he couldn't see the old man on the ascending stage clearly, and he could only faintly see a vague outline.

Time passed slowly, and gradually midnight came, but Su Ming's eyebrows frowned. As the first, even if he returned to this ancient time, he could feel that he was still the first, but now he did not feel the appearance of the Hall of the Spirits at all.

Su Ming's eyes showed a trace of hesitation. At this moment, a sudden roar came from the ascension platform in the dark above. Then, all the people of the heavenly tribes around him showed enthusiasm and roared in unison.

"Tianling!"

"Tianling!!"

The sound echoed, as if it had merged with the roar of the old man of the ascending platform above, turning into an earth-shaking sound. When the sky suddenly turned from darkness and appeared bright in an instant. In this brightness, there were seven descending platforms suddenly transformed, surrounded by the surroundings, in the more passionate cheers of the earth people, the The ground roared, and a huge palace slowly appeared.

Su Ming is familiar with the appearance of the palace, which is the Hall of Spirits.

Seeing this, Su Ming's frown slowly unfolded. He looked at the spiritual hall and saw that more than 2,000 golden figures appeared one by one. All the nights around him were dispersed in the golden light, revealing a scene of the spirits.

The clansmen of the Heavenly Tribe around Su Ming stopped cheering excitedly one by one, but turned into tension. Looking at the old man on the stage, the old man stood up at this moment. His appearance was shrouded in this light and could be seen by the people below.

There was a sense of confidence on the old man's face, as if he knew the sequence of the seventh ascension. At this moment, his body shook and turned into a long rainbow and went straight to a spiritual position in the seventh row.

Su Ming was absorbed and stared at this scene. In his feeling, the other party must have been successfully promoted, and then the disaster suddenly came, and the accident happened at that time. Therefore, although Su Ming paid attention to concentration at this moment, he still subconsciously glanced at the 781 in the last row of the first spiritual position, that The pre-spiritual position he fused with before.

At this glance, Su Ming's eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked stunned. He had a very strange feeling on the 781st pre-spiritual position in the last row, as if... This pre-spiritual position was not the one that Su Ming had fused before.

You should know that even through the years, since Su Ming has merged with this spiritual position, there is naturally a trace of induction between him and this spiritual position. With Su Ming's understanding, it is a breath that can't be cut off even for years, and now, this spiritual position is strange to Su Ming...

At the moment when the feeling emerged, it was the moment when the old man quickly approached the spiritual position in the seventh row of his choice. Su Ming's mind suddenly appeared in this moment.

"What's wrong!!" Su Ming was shocked, and this feeling of something wrong became stronger and stronger. Unless he really understood the mistake, even if he had merged before, he was still strange to the spiritual position in these ancient years. Otherwise... there was only one answer that Su Ming could not believe.

"Is this the Hall of Spirits... It's fake!!" This speculation made Su Ming feel unbelievable, but at this time, the old man had merged with the spiritual position in the seventh row, and his whole body was brilliant in this fusion, and he let out a low roar.

All this seemed to be extremely real, and Su Ming couldn't help but hesitate to guess and judge himself.

The cheers around me swirling again at this moment. It was all the Tianling tribe people. After seeing that their grandfather was obviously another success, the cheers broke out.

In this cheer, Su Ming's guess was even more shaken, but the wavering of hesitation was the time of three breaths. Su Ming immediately shrank his eyes and took a breath.

The golden light of the sky was magnificent, but Su Ming saw that the old man in the golden light, he... looked painful and frightened, as if he wanted to say something, but it seemed that he could not do the same. This scene was also seen by all the strong people in the tribe.

At the same time, the sky roared. Under the shaking of the roar, the seven spiritual halls suddenly turned into seven huge faces, with ferocious meaning and strange roars. These seven huge faces made Su Ming's heart tremble strongly, because he was familiar with this face, which was exactly the wilderness he had seen before. The faces of beasts!

Then, the huge hall of the spirits, at this moment, also under this shaking, suddenly became red, and the whole hall turned into a huge red lightning, and went straight to the old man.

If this red lightning hits the old man, it's enough, but this lightning is the moment it touches the old man's body. It splits and turns into nearly 100,000 copies. It suddenly falls to the earth and instantly penetrates into the eyebrows of every tribe here, making these people tremble one by one, all They all looked up to the sky and let out a sad roar.

Su Ming's body is no exception. After being drilled in by the lightning, his body was shocked, and a violent feeling immediately appeared in an instant, but this feeling was not a confusion of the will, but made people unconscious, as if their body had been taken away, without their control.

Then, Su Ming saw that all the people in this place, together with himself, rose up, with red eyes, crazy, and 100,000 figures went straight to the sky.

There are still many children in these figures, but these children are also ferocious at this moment, with red eyes roaring like beasts. When they rushed out, in the bodies of 100,000 people, there was an immediate burst of magnificent power beyond their cultivation, like a hundred thousand beasts that had lost their minds, rushed to the old man in an instant and looked at They looked as if they were going to devour the old man.

In the body of these 100,000 people, countless faces appeared at this moment, ferociously absorbing the flesh and soul of these clans, making each of them quickly dry up. Their eyes were in the blood, as if another life was about to be born from their bodies.

This scene made Su Ming's heart shake strongly. His body was the same, but he did not care about this, but stared at the sky. He saw the old man open his eyes and look at the people around him, showing sadness in his expression.

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The second update will be sent, and the third update will be a little later. With the outbreak for two consecutive days and family affairs, the heart rate is haggard and tired. I'm going to lie down for a while. If you have a monthly pass, please give it to Ergen. Thank you. RS