Chapter 1230 Resolute Sword!

The pupils of the woman in black shrank slightly, but she soon recovered as usual. She glanced around and finally fell on Su Ming.

"Sit down." When Su Ming opened his mouth faintly, a futon immediately appeared in front of the woman, and in front of the futon, there was a case with fresh fruits and wine on it. If so, it was enough. Almost at the same time as the case appeared, a figure appeared beside it.

It was a boy who raised the wine pot with a blank face, stepped back after Su Ming and the woman were full, and stood still.

This boy, like that case, appeared under Su Ming's thought. It can be said that in his true world, Su Ming's thoughts are the beginning of everything.

The woman in black seemed to be as usual, but in fact, this scene fell in her eyes, which immediately shocked the woman's heart. She understood this magic power, and immediately judged from this magic power that Su Ming must have succeeded in the real world.

Because of this magic spell, it has exceeded the limit that the monk can master, which is already the category of the magic of the real world. In her hometown, this magic is called the true magic.

Although Su Ming looked calm and his words were slow, the previous air intake moved the woman directly, and after her appearance, he revealed this method of illusion. All this was done by Su Ming's intention, the purpose of forming a pressure and shrouding the woman's heart.

This kind of pressure can be subdued without fighting. Su Ming has been practicing for many years, and it is very natural to use, without any deliberate posture. However, this light-hearted behavior makes his aunt unconsciously have a sense of tension in the face of Su Ming.

At first, this feeling was just a little bit, but under the gradual spread, the woman subconsciously chose to obey and sat cross-legged on the futon. But at the moment she sat down, the woman suddenly woke up. From entering here, it seemed that everything about her was affected by Su Ming's breath, and the safety was shrouded in Do as the other party asks.

Even if it's just a sitting motion, it seems small, but it is actually a kind of compliance.

When the woman sat down, Su Ming picked up the glass with a faint smile on his face. After taking a sip, he gradually closed his eyes when he put it down. There was no more words, and sometimes fell into silence here.

As time went by, Su Mingyue didn't say anything. In this woman, she felt that the pressure around her was getting stronger and stronger, turning into depression in the bottom of her heart, making the woman gradually frown.

Su Ming's rapid growth made her very shocked. When the other party did not seize the real world, she was still sure of checks and balances, but now... In the face of Su Ming, she is no longer sure at all, because the whole real world is the split of the other party.

In addition, she was seriously injured when she drank it. In the eyes of this woman, the mysterious person is also one of the roots that makes her nervous now.

Therefore, after a sip of incense in the past, the woman in black broke the silence and took the initiative to speak.

"Your hospitality is speechless, right?" The woman's voice was cold. When she said this, everything on her look was indifferent, and she could no longer see the hidden tension, as if it had turned into a cold mountain.

"Su is thinking about what to call you, my mother, who are you?" Su Ming opened his eyes and calmly looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.

This woman's breath, Su Ming, after taking away Daochen, saw at a glance that it did not belong to today's Three Wasteland. This person came from the outside world, and in this woman's body, Su Ming could not feel the breath of Bajidao and others, but had a feeling like a seed of extinction. This feeling was similar to It was immediately judged that this woman came from the dark morning.

The person from the dark morning also killed him. The most important thing is that Su Ming felt a touch of familiarity with this woman, which came from his soul and the destruction of the dragon.

All of this is linked. If Su Ming can't judge the origin of this woman, then he does not deserve to be qualified to survive from all kinds of conspiracies and dangers.

This woman is obviously from her mother's clan, the soul clan of the dark morning camp!

Su Ming's words echoed. The woman in black looked indifferent, but her heart sank. Su Ming broke her origin in a word, so that she simply opened her mouth directly after a short silence.

"Your mother is my sister." The woman in black said coldly.

Su Ming stared at the woman in front of him. His eyes faintly showed aggressiveness. Under this gaze, it was like two sharp arrows penetrating the woman's eyes, as if to see the depths of her mind.

In the woman in black, Su Ming's eyes seemed to condense the light of the whole real world in an instant, turning into a kind of pressure that made her unable to resist. The strong pressure made her take a breath and her eyes showed unbelievable. This degree of power even made her feel as long as the other party wanted to let herself die, then Just one idea is needed.

"He has just succeeded and is not yet stable. How can he fully master the situation of this world!!" The woman in black changed her face, as if there was blood in her throat, overflowing along the corners of her mouth.

"You're not." Su Ming opened her mouth faintly, and her eyes were withdrawn when she spoke. The pressure on the woman suddenly disappeared, but the pressure made the woman relax after being nervous, invisibly losing half of her cultivation, which immediately shocked her heart. After a while, she was silent for a complicated opening.

"Although I have no blood connection with the previous saint, in the soul clan, there are teachers and apprentices between successive saints, but they are all sisters, and when I didn't become a saint, I accompanied your mother until she returned to the ruins."

"Return to the ruins..." Su Ming was silent. Although he had thought of this answer for a long time, now when he heard it with his own ears, he still turned into a trace of melancholy in his heart. It was the mother he had never met, the mother who was far away in the dark morning camp, and the wife of Su Xuanyi in All different mothers.

Maybe he had seen it, that was the moment he was born, or the few years after his birth, but these distances are now too long, and Su Ming has no memory, but... the sadness in the bottom of his heart still spread, with complexity and sighs, scattered to the bottom of his heart. .

"So, your mother is my master and my sister." The woman in black looked at Su Ming and said word by word.

"I came to this world to take you back to the soul clan. You have awakened the dragon-killing spirit of the soul clan, so you can't stay in the outside world. The soul clan is also your clan.

But... You have given up the real world of the morning and condensed the real world. I know that you can't leave here and return to the soul clan with me... In this case, I can only give this to you. This is what your mother told me before returning to the ruins, so that I can find you and leave it to you one day. When the woman in black slowly opened her mouth, her right hand was raised, and a palm-sized wooden sword immediately appeared in the palm of her hand.

This wooden sword is dark, but if you look at it for a long time, there will be a visual confusion, as if the color of the sword is constantly changing.

The moment Su Ming saw the sword, his mind suddenly moved. He felt a strong atmosphere of shaping the underworld on this sword. This breath was very ancient. Around the sword, a strong evil spirit was formed. The intensity of the evil spirit seemed to affect the nothingness of this place, which made Su Ming's idea create the world of Chenzong. There seems to be signs of division in the world.

And all this is just the breath of this sword. If it can be waved and unfolded, its power will certainly increase a lot.

If it's just like this, but at the moment when Su Ming's eyes condensed the sword, the sword suddenly made a buzzing sound and trembled rapidly in the palm of the woman in black, as if the sword had a spirit. After meeting the Shaming people, the spirit immediately felt Su Ming's breath, it was violent. Changes.

The buzz became stronger, and the evil spirit rose in an instant. The sudden appearance of the evil spirit made the woman in black stunned. You know that this sword has been in her hands for many years, how can it not be studied by her, but no matter how she branded it, she can't control the sword at all, like a dead object.

But now the trembling of the wooden sword and the tumbling evil spirit on it seem that the sword met its destined owner. This change made the woman subconsciously clench her fist to hold the sword, but at the moment she was about to clench her fist, the wooden sword disappeared from the woman's hand.

When he appeared, before Su Ming's eyebrows, he did not stop at all and went straight to his forehead. Su Ming did not dodge. A familiar connection with the wooden sword appeared in his heart in an instant. The sword touched his eyebrows, pierced his skin, dripped a drop of blood, and fell on the sword.

Suddenly, the wooden sword scattered a purple light, which was the light formed by the fusion of the blood red and the black of the wood. When the light shone, the blood on the sword was absorbed by it and integrated into the vein of the wooden sword, the wooden sword immediately expanded and turned into a seven-foot purple sword in an instant. The sound of the sound Cheerful, while circling around, the sword also rotated rapidly around Su Ming.

In this rotation, the nothingness around Su Ming was immediately distorted, and the parts of the world created by him were also distorted, and there was a scene like a black hole, as if the place where the sword was located could break all will.

"Sculpt the underworld weapon, as famous as the barbarian... seven swords! This is the desperate sword of the seven swords!" On Su Ming's side, the figure of the old man of the heavenly spirit was revealed, staring at the rotating wooden sword around Su Ming, with an unbelievable look.

"It... is so well preserved!!"

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