Chapter 1376 8

This finger, with the burial, cut through the nihil, tore open the wings of the mulberry, revealing the vastness, penetrated the fog of resentment condensed by the old man, and appeared in front of Su Ming.

With a gentle finger, it contains destruction, the supreme power to crush all wills, and meets Su Ming.

Su Ming... Without looking back, his right hand was raised and had cut off Wangchuan, but his body spewed blood in the trembling at this moment, but he gritted his teeth and stood there, allowing the destruction behind him to drown himself. His eyes showed a persistent light. He wanted to see Wangchuan cut off with his own eyes and After the cut-off Wangchuan could not be turned back, the people of the ninth peak can return to that world.

Therefore, he can't let the fingers behind him exceed his position, and he can't let the people of the ninth peak have even the slightest accident.

In Su Ming's insistence, the emperor in the vortex of death also trembled in his body. When he spewed out blood, he kept maintaining the integrity of the life grid, but the fate had begun to break up a lot. The emperor's eyes were red, sending out the roar of life, and his body withered in an instant,

It's just... Su Ming's cultivation can't last for too long, and his wish can't be achieved after all. At this moment, his legs seem to be unable to bear this destructive force. They directly collapsed, and the legs of the swirlpool emperor's.

At the moment when Su Ming's body was about to be destroyed by the power of destruction, a six-colored wind appeared beside Su Ming in an instant and surrounded him. Under the finger of destruction, it helped Su Ming bear an unknown price and finally pulled Su Ming's body out of the finger.

The six-color wind is the three wildernesses!

Without Su Ming's obstruction. The finger was cut off in the Wangchuan River, and the moment the whirlpool was about to dissipate, it touched the whirlpool and touched the Wangchuan River...

Broken...

Su Ming saw the body of the eldest brother, which became flying ash at that moment. He saw that the second brother seemed to sigh and looked at Su Ming with a smile on the corners of his mouth, but his head flew up after his body was broken. Become nothingness.

He saw the roar of Huzi, Yu Xuan's gaze, the tears in the corners of Canglan's eyes and Xu Hui's lips and bitterly closed her eyes.

And Grandpa, the long river. Nangonghen, all the faces, were finally replaced by the fingers from the mysterious burial, until the Wangchuan River was shattered, until the whirlpool disappeared, everything. At this moment... it became a memory.

If inadvertently, the trance wind knife and frost sword have turned into a sad piano and book grievances, and the faint sound in the distance in the dream. The time that has already been full of shock has become eternal, turned into autumn leaves, with bleakness. With loneliness, he fell in front of Su Ming's already godless eyes.

The appearance of the autumn leaves. Covering Su Ming's eyes, it was like the high mountains and flowing water in his memory. In this silent silence, he went to the end of the road. When he fell from Su Ming's eyes and exposed his godless eyes, it seemed that in those eyes, it was just a mountain and rivers forever, and the loneliness of the years were as snow.

Time, as if at this moment, was still in front of Su Ming's eyes. I don't know when blood-like tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. The tears crossed his cheeks, dripped under his feet, and fell into the empty starry sky. I don't know if there is an afterlife, in this place where the blood .

The finger from the mysterious burial slowly raised and turned to Su Ming. It seemed to be slow again, but with the meaning of killing, Su Ming came in an instant. Su Ming was his sacrifice, the first sacrifice he had to taste after harvesting a mulberry.

beside Su Ming, the six-colored weather turned into Sanhuang. He stood beside Su Ming, looking at the approach of the finger, with a bitter smile on the corners of his mouth, but the expression was more free and easy.

"Su Ming, I was wrong. Everything you said before was right..."

"But I don't regret it. I devoured Sangxiang, and I became the master of this world, and also became... both a monk and the existence of Sangxiang!

I don't know how many years I have lived. I thought I had forgotten the past. I still remember the tree... I still remember my relatives and friends... Su Ming, I became Sangxiang. This is my disaster, but it is not called Sangxiangjie. It has only one name...

Three wilderness disasters!

This is my disaster, and it can appear in my name. It's enough for me to have this life!

You are different. You have clearly realized that there is no end to it, and your future will be farther away. If you leave here one day, remember... to avenge me, it is not useless for me to know you!" Sanhuang turned his head and looked at Su Ming and opened his mouth with a smile, with a sense of persistence and dignity in his smile.

"I have always felt that if we were born in an era, we would be best friends." Sanhuang raised his right hand and patted Su Ming here, and immediately Su Ming's body galloped back, and he... turned around, showing a strong sense of war in his eyes, and went straight to the coming mysterious burial finger.

From a distance, the fingers are like fire, and the three wildernesses... are like moths!

Either the moth extinguishes the fire, or the flame burns the moth. This kind of persistence, that figure, at this moment... burst out the whole three wilderness world, the most brilliant color!

Death, it's not terrible, I've got it, it doesn't matter if I die!

My death is a testimony to my way. My death is not a heaven to destroy me, but a more gorgeous question!

"Three wilderness disasters, three wilderness disasters, if you can have this disaster, the three wilderness should laugh!" With a long smile, he fell into Su Ming's ear, as if the years were flowing like water. His palms were raised in the water, and he watched the clear water disappear between his fingers. Listening to the sobs in the cracks of the flowing years, as if the memory was floating in the metamorphosis, and the heart was buried in reality. The dream...

Su Ming smiled. He laughed, laughed, and his blood and tears kept dripping. His laughter was sad. His laughter circled the whole world, the whole sky, the laughter was crazy, and there was a stronger persistence in Su Ming!!

"Sang Xiang, I, Su Ming, have the idea of life, don't destroy your whole family, don't destroy all your lives of the same kind, and don't close your eyes!!"

"Extinction, today's Su's pain, if I don't let you experience a hundred times and a thousand times, if I don't let you Ling Chi's body, destroy your bones and ashes, extract souls, and bite you for ten thousand years, then I, Su Ming... I will never see the light!"

"Dark morning, reverse saint, two camps, 360 worlds, this hatred does not wait for the catastrophe to be buried, Su will kill you all!!"

"And mysterious burial... I just wanted to survive and wait for one day to find them who were sent to another world.

But you... Since you have stopped all this, then you are the target I want to take away. For the rest of my life, I will also take you away. Only by taking you away can I open the door of the underworld and find their traces in the years and resurrect them one by one!!"

Su Ming's hair did not become white like the sky, but it was still purple, but the sadness emanating from the purple became the eternity in Su Ming's heart.

This eternal color is like the sky. At this moment, the three wilderness world began to collapse in front of Su Ming. It was the tossing of nothingness above, the roar of stars, and the death and emptiness of life.

Similarly, it was also the figure of the three wildernesses, and the mysterious burying fingers were burned by candlelight in this three wilderness disaster!

Heaven and earth, heaven and sky, nothingness and starry sky, at this moment, like two huge palms, touched together one after another, smashing all the traces of the real world, smashing all the existing lives, including... those who thought they could be safe, they had long found that this catastrophe was different. , but can't escape, can only be crazy in the death, and make a sad roar submerged in the roar in the destruction.

Su Ming turned around. He had no legs, and his left hand only had sleeves, but in his body, he exuded madness and evil to the extreme, the purple darkness!

Outside his body, he was full of the purple dark breath, which surrounded his body and became Su Ming's legs, his left hand, and turned into his legs and left hand, which was completely different from the skin around him.

With the murderous intention revealed in Su Ming's eyes and his crazy mind at this moment, his figure turned into a long rainbow. At the moment of the collapse of the three wildernesses, he stepped into the dark morning anti-sacred camp.

Since these 360 worlds have been determined that Su Ming had taken action, so simply... he really took action to seize life with the destruction of the catastrophe, because these people... their resentment once stopped Su Ming, so it was as doomed by Tianji. Since Su Ming is doomed, then they... are also doomed!

Stepping into the dark morning against the saint, the starry sky here is in the pressure of the world above. In the gap between the day and the earth, Su Ming turned into a purple wind, and his figure exists in the wind. Wherever he passes, the world, the clan, all the gods are destroyed!

Su Ming's killing, with his persistence, was only with the Tianhu clan. Ziqi looked up at the sky and saw Su Ming's figure in the purple of the sky. Her eyes were deep. In this gaze, Su Ming passed by, did not stop, and did not embarrass the Tianhu clan, but except here... except for the bal The crane once looked at the boundary of the lake for a hundred years, and other places have become bloody storms.

After Su Ming, the world that had no life, ushered in the pressure of the sky and became nothingness... Until Su Ming stepped forward, his body roared upwards, penetrated the nothingness, rushed into the boundary where the fourth wing was, and roared towards the area where the old man was, with murderous.

Along the way, like the dead wood of the years, coupled with the clear water of time, it has become a clear paper. No matter what the color of the past is, a splash of ink can render the color of separation from the world... But it can never go back to the beginning.

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The third update!!