Chapter 1212 SAARC

When Su Ming and the old man were cross-kling their knees in the hurricane storm outside the gap of the three wildernesses, far away from the real world of Daochen, in the real world of the underworld, in the hall floating in the starry sky, Su Xuanyi sat cross-legged on an ancient portrayal.

The depiction is like a map, permeating the land of the palace, with nine areas intertwined, and in the middle is a round pattern like the sun. He sat cross-legged, just on the round sun.

His eyes were originally closed, but now he didn't know when he opened, showing a trace of hesitation and gloom in his eyes, and there was a kind of speculation and disbelief.

"The thought of the rest of the Taoist real world... unexpectedly broke off contact with me..." Su Xuanyi's expression became more and more gloomy. When he muttered, his right hand was raised and suddenly pointed to one of the nine areas in the map around him. With his finger in the air, the map of that area suddenly blurred, as if It should be shaped like a picture.

But soon, the whirlpool collapsed under a meal, and the picture that was about to be formed was torn. Under the sound of clicks, cracks immediately appeared on the ground of the area, as if to be separated from the portrayal of the whole.

"Who, who broke Su's Xi Ming, and who led him away!" Su Xuanyi's eyes showed a cold light, and he looked up in the distance. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the hall and see the direction of the real world in the starry sky.

For a long time, Su Xuanyi's expression calmed down, but the murderous intention in his eyes was extremely strong.

"Yin Yunzi." Su Xuanyi opened his mouth slowly and immediately walked out of a middle-aged man in front of him. The man was wearing a black robe and immediately knelt in front of Su Xuanyi.

"Hon my magic weapon, go to the real world of Daochen, and find the thought of the underworld there. Whose will exists?" Su Xuanyi's tone was gloomy. With a wave of his right hand, a residual sword immediately stabbed the middle-aged man in black robe.

This remnant sword is a broken wooden sword, scattered with dark light. I don't know what is sealed inside, and it is surrounded by a strong evil spirit. The middle-aged man bowed his head and said that he picked up the wooden sword, and his body turned into nothingness and disappeared.

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Also at this time, in the real world of Daochen, in the depths of the area of the strong hurricane storm, when the huge trees where the army of 500,000 monks of the SAARC roared by one by one, in the endless place above them, in the gap of the three wildernesss, a figure suddenly appeared at this moment.

After the figure looked up at the crazy fight between the reverse saint and the dark morning outside the Sanhuang gap, he looked down at the real world of Daochen, which was obviously strange to this person.

"Sister, the child you can't forget before returning to the ruins. He has awakened the soul of our clan. Although he doesn't have much in the thought of the cold dragon, our female ice phoenix and the male cold dragon are the holy talent that can be ignited even a little soul.

It's okay if he doesn't have a soul to wake up, but the soul of my clan can't be left behind. Before he condenses the cold dragon, I will erase it. Don't blame me for this matter...

As for the sword you asked me to give him..." This figure is a woman. She is the ancestor of the dark morning suppression of the ninth world, the dark morning holy clan, the soul clan now!

She whispered softly. When her right hand was raised, a small sword with only a palm length appeared in the palm of her hand. The color of the small sword was white and spotless.

"I will erase him after I give it to him to fulfill your wish." The woman was silent, her face was very cold, and even the muttering self was swept by like a cold wind. Her figure walked forward and gradually disappeared into the hurricane.

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Su Ming's ears echoed the words of the old man of heaven, looked down at the black crystal in his hand, and was silent for a moment, with the answer he wanted in his heart.

The crystal made Su Ming feel familiar before, because of the seed of extinction. After that, the strangeness in the familiarity of dripping blood came from the barren tripod.

This is a casting stone that can let Su Ming find the barren tripod, but this stone is not complete, but once it is complete, Su Ming can feel the fragments of the barren tripod left in the three barren sky.

"There must be a casting stone in that locust man!" Su Ming looked as usual, but he already had an idea about it.

Time passed slowly. Outside the hurricane storm, Su Ming finally waited for the arrival of 500,000 monks of the SAARC a few days later. At this moment, in the hurricane storm, the ripples echoed, and the roars spread. It could be faintly seen that it was rolling inside, as if there were a fierce beast roaring inside it.

Su Ming looked as usual, sat there cross-legged, and looked coldly.

Time passed slowly. About half an hour later, suddenly, with a shocking roar, from the hurricane, a huge tree hundreds of feet long and more than ten feet thick rushed out of the hurricane in the roar.

The giant tree was under strong pressure, and nearly a thousand monks sat cross-legged. At this moment, they stood up one by one, with excitement and strong murder. At the moment when the giant tree appeared, the nearly a thousand monks roared together, forming a momentum.

But soon the nearly 1,000 monks were stunned one after another, and their eyes instantly fell on Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance.

They originally thought that the arrival of their sect would definitely be because of the high attention of the forces here, and the best ambush was obviously the place today, but what they saw was that Su Ming was the only one here.

As for the spiritual old man that day, if he doesn't want to, whether it's Sanhuang or the dark morning, plus the anti-sage, few people can really see where he is.

This abnormal scene immediately made nearly a thousand monks on the giant wood appear immediately look alert one by one. With the giant tree rushing out, when the giant tree appeared from the hurricane storm, more than a dozen monks immediately flew up from the giant tree and turned into a long rainbow and went straight to Su Ming.

This is temptation. Su Ming, who seems to have no cultivation at all, what kind of cultivation is he?

These more than ten long rainbows were about to approach Su Ming. In the light of the magic weapon shining, a strong killing machine suddenly broke out from more than a dozen people. Their killing machine formed a series of pressure, and suddenly came to Su Ming's body.

Su Ming looked calm and didn't even raise his hand to do anything. He just opened his mouth faintly and said a word with coldness.

"Get out of here."

As soon as the word came out, the sky of heaven and earth shook violently, and the bodies of more than a dozen monks were suddenly frozen in the air by an invisible force. At the moment when more than a dozen people looked shocked, their bodies suddenly rolled back, as if they were thrown away, and were directly involved in the hurricane storm. When the sad scream The body was immediately torn to pieces.

This scene immediately shook the hearts of nearly a thousand monks on the giant wood, but they did not retreat. Instead, they pressed on the giant tree with their own hands. Immediately, the giant wood made a deafening buzz, and the speed suddenly accelerated and went straight to Su Ming. Come on.

A strong momentum spread from the huge wood, and the momentum actually reached the level of the palm. As Su Ming was approaching, Su Ming raised his right hand, grabbed the coming giant wood in the void, and slowly clenched his fist with five fingers.

In the process of clenching his fist, the giant wood broke up, and nearly a thousand monks screamed bitterly. Many of them wanted to fly out, but they seemed to be condensed in the starry sky and could not leave half a step, that is, a few breaths, roaring in the sky. The huge tree and nearly a thousand monk The big hand was directly pinched into pieces.

As Su Ming loosened his fist and shook his sleeves forward, the meat of the smashed giant trees and monks immediately turned into a strong wind sweeping towards the hurricane. The strong wind also contained Su Ming's will, which made these pieces turn into a huge face in the starry sky when they were rolled away. The appearance of that face was exactly Su Ming is composed of countless huge wood fragments and the flesh and blood of the thousand monks. It looks extremely ferocious and goes straight to the hurricane.

The roar went away at this moment. At the moment when Su Mingling's first face touched the hurricane, the hurricane rolled upside down. Don't let this face rush into it and disperse the hurricane within tens of thousands of feet, revealing more than a hundred pounds of giant trees hidden in the hurricane, as well as the big trees on the giant tree. Measure the monk.

"Since you're here, why hide it?" Su Ming opened his mouth faintly, and his eyes swept over the nearly a hundred giant trees. After nearly a hundred giant trees, most of them are now hidden in the hurricane, and more shadows of the giant trees are faintly visible.

"Who are you!" On the top few giant trees in the front of nearly a hundred giant trees, there was immediately a white-haired old man, dressed in a white robe, standing on the giant tree and whispering to Su Ming.

In his opinion, Su Ming sitting there cross-legged is extremely strange. His cultivation seems to be nothing, and he can't see the details at all. This is not the kind that can't be seen after meeting the strong, but as if Su Ming's cultivation is vague, which makes people unable to distinguish.

Although the old man's cultivation is good, he is a fateful power, but he does not know that this is a state unique to Lingxian. Unless the old man is also Lingxian, he can't notice that the sky around him has become Su Ming's will.

At this moment, his eyes seem to be as usual, but Su Ming can still see his inner tension and fear.

"The ninth peak, the elder Mosu." Su Ming spoke lightly.

"Kill him!" The old man who was talking to Su Ming suddenly roared and immediately flew out of the nearly a hundred giant trees. These thirteen figures were all the power of fate. When they came out together, the heavens and the earth around seemed to have to avoid the rules, and there was a faint change. These thirteen people did not rush to Su Ming, but After rushing out, they dispersed, looked up to the sky and roared, and immediately the sky reversed, and all the rules disappeared, such as dividing this place from Daochen.

At this time, four figures burst out of the giant tree. They were four old people, four arrogant, and the strong people who had reached the realm of life under the dispersion of cultivation.

The appearance of the four people immediately condensed their cultivation into momentum. The momentum was so great that the four people rushed straight to Su Ming in an instant. RS