Chapter 472 One press, one catch!

However, at the moment when they were only ten feet away from each other, at the moment when they were ready to start a crazy devouring, a battle between life and death, Su Ming also showed his madness in his eyes and forgot everything, the only thing left was the moment of killing.

Suddenly, in this gray sky, a long black rainbow roared. The long rainbow looked hundreds of feet long. At the top of the long rainbow, there was a man standing there!

This man was wearing a white robe with a numb look. His white hair fluttered, and his eyes were full of gray. People couldn't help but be frightened at a glance. The fluctuation in his body made him appear that at the moment of his appearance, the thousands of immortal souls on the earth immediately trembled and blocked each other Dare to move a little bit.

The white-haired old man walked through the sky. At the moment he walked above the thousands of immortal souls, he didn't look down, but raised his right hand and pressed it towards the earth and grabbed it!

With this press, Su Ming clearly saw that he had the feeling that the old man in white robe fused with the sky. At this moment, under that press, the sky roared and pressed down. This feeling made his body immediately collapse, and what also collapsed was all the immortal souls around him!

Especially those immortal souls who have not yet appeared and are at a loss. At this moment, their bodies directly collapsed and turned into countless fogs from the earth when they were born.

Even those immortal souls who have become more powerful after devouring a lot of companions as Su Ming are trembling at this moment. After less than a breath, their bodies burst out.

Including Su Ming!

Su Ming watched his body collapse, break up, and turn into fog. After that, the right hand of the old man in white robe in the sky changed from the press to a gap.

Under this grab, all the immortal souls of the earth collapsed, forming a large white fog and went straight to the sky. It was directly sucked into the palm of the old man's hand. After turning into a fist-sized fog ball, it disappeared into his body [body] with his palm.

In the whole process, in less than three breaths, the old man's speed has not stopped at all. He has gone away and can't be seen.

The earth is empty, and all the immortal souls have dissipated, including Su Ming...

Time passed again. A few months later, the earth slowly bred wisps of white fog, which condensed with each other and gradually turned into blurred figures.

Although these figures are still vague, it can be faintly seen that it is the immortal souls who died here that day!

The immortal soul does not mean that it will not die, but that after death, it can be resurrected, and the endless cycle goes on...

There is a vague figure in which he appeared in the place where Su Ming collapsed on that day. This figure is a little different from other immortal souls...

His hands are moving, constantly pressing and grabbing, and carrying out this strange action again and again. As their bodies are slowly condensed by the fog, and as their appearance is revealed, the figure that keeps making this action is Su Ming!

It's just the speed at this time. The gray in his eyes occupied all his mind without any sign of awakening. He stared at his right hand and kept the movement of pressing and grabbing.

He doesn't know what his name is, he doesn't know who he is, he doesn't know why he appeared here, and even these problems don't exist in his mind. He didn't think about it. In his eyes, nothing in the world is important. The only thing that matters is that his eyes are fixed Gathering the right hand, the pressing and grasping action.

He didn't know why he kept this action, as if everything was an instinct. In his constant press and grasp, the other immortal souls around him were gradually condensed into a figure by the fog, and gradually no longer blurred, gradually... They raised their heads and looked at the vast sky.

Only Su Ming lowered his head, always looked at his right hand, and stared at it in a daze. It has been carried out countless times, one press, one grab...

Until a few days later, the sound of the horn came from the sky. With the appearance of the sound, all the other immortal souls were shaken, withdrew their eyes looking at the sky, looked at the direction of the horn, slowly moved their bodies and walked forward.

Su Ming never looked up, even if he heard the sound of the horn, even if he moved with other immortal souls, he still lowered his head, looked at his right hand, and continued the permanent press, grab...

It seems that everything in the outside world, compared with the movements of this cycle, cannot arouse his interest at all. With one press and grasp, Su Ming is still like this when he moves forward. His existence is very obviously different from other immortal souls around him.

Slowly, with the movement of these thousands of undead souls, some of the undead souls appeared, and the awakening of their will appeared. They roared sadly, and the ferocity in their eyes reached a certain level, just like before their last death, they devoured their companions around them crazily.

It's just that the immortal soul who woke up this time, compared with the last time, it is the same, and there are also differences. When the undead souls around the engulfed, Su Ming stood there and lowered his head and continued to move like that. There is no awakened soul around him. He is safe for the time being. Those I didn't notice Su Ming here. After he pressed and grabbed many times, a faint ripple gradually appeared in front of him. The ripple was very light, but it really existed.

Su Ming didn't look at the fluctuation. He kept looking at his right hand and kept it over and over again, pressing and grabbing.

After a long time, after the undead souls around them died a little, a new roar spread all over the world. This time, there were thirty-two powerful undead souls. Between their roars echoes, other undead souls around trembled one after another, showing a look of fear, only...

Su Ming!

Su Ming still lowered his head and kept his movements without any pause or change. In front of him, the faint ripples were more and more at this moment.

No one paid attention to Su Ming, including the powerful immortal souls. After roaring, they took thousands of souls and floated quickly in the direction of the horn in the distance...

In the process, there were several awakened immortal souls. After they often had their minds in their eyes, they chose to devour their companions around them at the first time to make themselves stronger.

One time, an undead soul beside Su Ming woke up. He roared at Su Ming in a flash. In an instant, Su Ming did not look up and didn't even look at it, but just kept the press and grasp...

But at the moment he came, Su Ming pressed, and the undead soul that immediately rushed to him trembled violently. The few minds in his eyes showed panic. Before his body approached Su Ming, it immediately began to crack. With its cracking, Su Ming's right hand turned into a grasp.

Under this capture, the undead soul appeared in the broken body part, and the white fog immediately came out. These white fog went straight to Su Ming's right hand, turned into a weak fog map, disappeared into Su Ming's hand, and the undead soul immediately retreated. In fear, its body was much weaker. At this moment, it The immortal soul rushed on, under the fierce roar, and was finally swallowed up.

Su Ming did not look up from beginning to end, and his movements did not stop at all, but the ripples in front of him became more and more. Gradually, his surroundings were faintly distorted and extremely conspicuous.

This twisted ripple made the immortal souls around him subconsciously retreat and dare not approach. As for the immortal souls who devoured their companions, they also looked at Su Ming one after another, showing confusion and... fear in their eyes.

They could feel that a force that made them horrible was surrounding Su Ming, making them afraid to approach.

Slowly, this group of immortal souls moved again, but in this immortal world, except for the death and resurrection of those souls, it seems that even other things have become a whirlpool of a cycle and are constantly staged.

After the group of thousands of undead souls moved for several months, on this day, in front of them, on the white land, there was a group of similar numbers, also led by nearly a hundred powerful undead souls.

As before, at the moment when the two groups of undead souls saw each other, they let out a sad roar at the same time and rushed to each other crazily. Su Ming still did not look up, pressed and grabbed it there and continued to proceed.

Until the two groups of undead souls came into contact with each other, in the roar and crazy devouring, the two sides struggled with life and death. Su Ming suddenly rushed here with two undead souls, but at the moment they arrived, their bodies suddenly collapsed and turned into white gas and were directly caught by Su Ming. It is absorbed into the palm of the hand.

Su Ming's movements were getting faster and faster. There were more and more ripples in front of him, and the distortion became more and more conspicuous. After a moment, all the immortal souls approaching him were all under the sad screams, and his body collapsed and turned into white gas to inhale Su Ming's palm.

Su Ming stood there and continued to carry out such actions. Gradually, as his movements became faster and faster, and as the ripples continued to expand, all the immortal souls around him were aware of the horror from Su Ming. At the moment when they stopped devouring and their eyes were all condensed in Su Ming's place.

Su Ming's right hand, which had not been paused for many days, suddenly stopped.

After this meal, Su Ming's right hand slowly pressed down! Immediately, the roar echoed, with Su Ming as the center, a powerful shock swept around. Within this area, the thousands of souls, at the moment of being touched by this impact, all their bodies collapsed...

After Su Ming pressed it, he grabbed it slowly. A large amount of white fog was like a fog lake, spinning around him and coming straight to his right hand...

There was silence here. Su Ming stood in the large amount of fog. As the fog absorbed into his right hand, he slowly raised his head. The gray in his eyes was rapidly decreasing, and his mind increased a lot!

"I...is Su Ming..."