Chapter 633 Expectations from the True Realm of Pluto!

Original "I didn't say Shaping the underworld. I'm angry, so I won't tell you!" The girl's face showed pride. After glancing at the old man in the smoke ring, she showed a pity 1 original debut]

"It's a pity that such a good seedling is young, with amazing understanding, with the heart as the drawing board, the soul as the pen, copying the changes of heaven and earth!" The girl said and took another look at the smoke ring.

Although the old man in the smoke circle is vague, it can be seen that his expression should be as usual, without any change, as if he didn't care about this kind of person with amazing understanding.

"The heart and soul copy, it's nothing." The old man opened his mouth slowly.

"It is comparable to the cultivation of the second step of the war, all kinds of calculations, even if it does not win in the end, it makes the second step of embarrassment, and it is even more successful to escape." The girl said again.

"The mind is deep, and it is not uncommon to fight with low-level cultivation. Although there are not many people who can do it, it is not uncommon." This time, the old man in the smoke ring was silent for a while and said.

"So if you are not young, the omen of the underworld has been revealed... It can reverse the flow of time!" The girl looked as usual and said with a smile.

But after this sentence was said, the inside of the smoke ring suddenly twisted. After a moment, the old man's voice suddenly came out.

"Reverse the flow of time?"

"Yes, and then in addition, I have the atmosphere of the underworld. According to my observation and judgment, it is 90% possible that it is the rumor in the real world of my underworld has been cut off for tens of thousands of years!" The girl looked at the smoke ring and said proudly.

This time, there was a longer silence in the smoke ring until the old man seemed calm, but a little excited voice came out.

"Are you sure that he is a person who shapes the underworld and has the harbinger of the underworld?"

The girl didn't say anything. When she raised her right hand, a jade slip flew out. The jade slip floated into the smoke ring and emitted a bright light. In the light, a scene was revealed. It was the picture of Su Ming fighting with Di Tian and fighting with Shen Dong.

"Where is he?" After a long time, a low voice immediately came from the smoke ring, and even in the twist of the smoke ring, it could be faintly seen that the old man who was meditated had already stood up.

"Oh, how angry you are, I'm for the future of our Pluto Real World. I would rather sacrifice my future happiness. Go out and find a descendant for you.

Is it easy for me? You still have to be misunderstood!

Forget it, cough, ten swords. A hundred ghost elixirs, three hundred ghosts, and a chance to inculcate the underworld. The girl broke her fingers. He said as if he was at a loss.

"You girl... That's all for you. Tell me where the child is!" When the old man's helpless voice came out, the girl smiled and immediately took out a jade slip again and threw it into the smoke ring.

In a flash of ripples, the smoke ring, together with the jade slip inside, suddenly disappeared.

The starry sky of heaven and earth, the sky of the universe. In the underworld of the four true worlds, there is a vast nihil and a black continent floating. This continent is boundless, and there is no life at all.

In the center of the continent, there is a desolate ruin. In the endless ruins, there was a house, which was pushed away silently at this moment.

An old man in a white robe walked out, and his whole body was blurred. I can't see clearly, but there is a trace of expectation in his eyes. But there is no doubt about it.

"It's indeed a person who shapes the underworld... I didn't expect that there was still a shape underworld in this world... The only trouble is that he is true or false in Daochen... But even if it is in the shadow and death in the real world of Daochen, I can't say, I will also go there to see if this

During his words, his body took a step forward, and his figure blended into black and disappeared.

Almost at the same time as the old man left, in this Pluto's true world, in another position, there are black Tianhe stars, around an unknown range, the flashing bright light, even if it is far away, can be seen vaguely.

In this endless Tianhe stars, there are many monks who shuttle... In the depths of this Tianhe River, there is a lake, and there is an island in the center of the lake. At this moment, there is a woman sitting cross-legged in the island. The woman has a black veil on her face, and stars flashing in her eyes. What appeared in the vortex was the delicate expression of the yellow dragon girl.

"Sister Fushui... A hundred pieces of water Rongdan, and 500 pairs of Tianhe Xingchenshui. In addition, if you want to make the decision for me and cancel the marriage with the fourth son of the Pluto, I will tell you the whereabouts of this person who shaped the underworld. I will be the first to tell you. If you

The veiled woman frowned and stared at the girl in the whirlpool fiercely, but the doting in her eyes could not be concealed no matter how serious it was.

Until the whirlpool dissipated, her eyes showed meditation.

"There is actually a plastic underworld in the world... The plastic underworld... Tens of thousands of years ago, the last vein had died under Xuanjie..." When he said the word Xuanjie, a touch of panic flashed in the woman's expression.

"When chasing Shuo earlier, it is said that the whole Pluto true world was created by their clan. If this person is really a person who shapes the underworld, then it will be the greatest wealth for my Pluto true world!" The woman slowly stood up, her eyes flashed, and she took a step forward, and her figure disappeared into nothingness.

Besides, here, at dawn, his body was like a ghost, and he went straight to the mountain gate of the Tibetan Dragon Sect, holding a jade slip in his hand. This jade slip is what is left in the storage bag of the old man of the Tibetan Dragon Sect.

It clearly indicates that under the Qianshui Valley of the Hidden Dragon Sect, a collection cave of their sect, and all the things that were too late to be taken away in this sudden catastrophe were left there.

When Su Ming was galloping, the crow was silent, but there was still a faint scream from the Tibetan Dragon Sect in his ear. It was the people of the evil spirit sect who were searching and killing them all.

In addition, the surroundings were sealed into cages. Except for the old man surnamed Gu, who may be able to escape from the serious injury with his cultivation, and the rest of the people, even if they escaped out of Qianshui Valley, could not rush out of the seal.

Therefore, there were weak screams from all around, and there were also the voices of these disciples of the Tibetan Dragon Sect who were looking for a place to hide before they were brutally killed.

Su Ming looked calm. He did not have a flood of sympathy to stop the killing, which had nothing to do with him. This was a fight in the sect of the immortal clan. Su Ming drifted quietly until he stopped under the Qianshui Valley, that is, in the abyss under the suspension bridge of the Tibetan Dragon Sect.

After carefully looking at the jade slip in his hand, Su Ming's consciousness dispersed. After a moment, he shook his body and galloped down the abyss again. Not long after, when his body stopped again, his eyes fell on the mountain wall ahead.

Everything seems to be as usual, filled with moss, and the rocks reveal the vicissitudes of life. Obviously, it has existed for a long time, and there is no spiritual fluctuation around, let alone any trace of chis.

Standing here, Su Ming's eyes showed a strange light. He raised his right hand. When he was about to pinch the trick, he frowned. After looking up at the top, he no longer paid attention to it, but fought continuously on the stone where there was nothing strange.

A moment later, with the sound of breaking the sky coming from above, and with Su Ming's seal falling continuously, the seemingly normal mountain rock immediately sent out a roar, but it was like a veil lifted, and the moss disappeared, revealing a closed cave.

On the door of the cave, there is a groove, which can be inlaid with the size of a jade slip. Su Ming threw the jade slip in his hand without thinking and printed it directly in the groove.

Suddenly, the mountain gate roared and slowly opened.

At the moment the mountain gate was opened, the sound of breaking the sky from above became more and more rapid, and more Mori's words came faintly.

"Kid, where is the treasure you mentioned? If I find out that you dare to tease me, then there is still a wisp of spirit missing on my Tianbaofan, which can make you suffer a lot and die with resentment!"

Su Ming was a little familiar with this sound. After a little thought, he remembered that it was the thin inner disciple who wanted to sacrifice his blood on the flying magic weapon.

Su Ming ignored it and walked to the cave. The moment he stepped on the cave, the fog above immediately rolled over, and three long rainbows roared from it.

At present, one person is the thin disciple of the inner sect. The two fellow disciples behind him are red-eyed at this moment, with greed and expectation, followed closely. One of them is under his armpits, and there is a trembling young man. Looking at the young man's clothes, he is a disciple of the Tibetan Dragon Sect

At the moment they appeared from the fog, the leading dry and thin inner disciple saw the cave open on the rock wall and Su Ming standing there at a glance.

He was stunned and immediately laughed.

"Foreternal disciples also dare to come back a cup of soup. You are lucky. Today, your grandfather's blood sacrifice is the limit. Get out of here immediately!" The skinny inner disciple sneered and went straight to Su Ming. In his view, Su Ming was not worth mentioning. If he didn't give way, he would kill him directly.

What he cares about is the treasure hidden by the disciples of the Hidden Dragon Sect in the cave.

The two people behind him looked at Su Ming's eyes indifferently. At this moment, it was approaching. Only the Tibetan Dragon Sect young man, who was sandwiched under their armpits, stared at the open door. He noticed the door, which was inconspicuous. The inlaid jade slip, couldn't help shrinking his eyes .

"No way? Since I'm looking for death, just a foreign ant, I'll get you done!" When the thin man was approaching, he saw that Su Ming was still standing there and felt a little impatient. When he raised his right hand, he was about to kill the other party, but as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately saw Su Ming's eyes.

It was a pair of calm eyes, calm and terrible. It was as calm as the collapse of heaven and earth, and it would not be moved at all. Calm, let this thin inner disciple, after seeing it, his mind subconsciously shocked.

I haven't talked to you at the back of the chapter for several days, and I've been holding it for several days...

Today is Singles' Day, thinking about today, the ears are still free... You can also find ways to make yourself no longer single on Singles' Day, but now... You can only look at all the bachelors and Taoist friends with envy.

Cough, I hope you can show your own magic power. On today's special day, vigorous... Have you been to the festival~~

Then remember to write an essay, send it up, and let everyone have a look... To be continued. RT