Chapter 673 The Man in the Coffin!!

At this moment, there was no light, and darkness replaced everything. When the light reappeared, and when the darkness gradually dissipated, tens of thousands of monks retreated far away around. In the world they saw, there was no candle Jiuyin, and there was no... Jinpao Emperor.

exists in mid-air, only with tiredness, but his eyes are Su Ming, who shows a strong light.

Although the skill of ten transformations is strong, and Su Ming can last longer, but... the little snake can't stand this kind of change after the integration with Su Ming's consciousness.

So after swallowing the emperor, Su Ming gave up the body of ten transformation. He stood in the air, and at the moment of death, he looked up to the sky, which was a roar that had suppressed for many years.

Standing in front of Su Ming in those years, the first split of the emperor like Tianwei, died!

On the Dead Sea, let Su Mingjiu die, the powerful purple robe split, destroyed!

The strongest of the three splits, the burning itself burst out with the daytime soaring skill that surpasses the cultivation of the first two splits, the golden robe split... Eat!

The mountain that had been pressed on Su Ming for many years has collapsed at this moment. A feeling of [from] suddenly breeds in Su Ming's heart, but he understands that this is not over yet. There are four splits of Ditian, and the last one.

In the roar, like a catharsis, it burst out Su Ming's inner depression and his hatred for the emperor. At this moment, his roar echoed in all directions and fell in the ears of all the immortals around him, shaking his mind.

Ji An looked extremely gloomy. He watched Su Ming swallow the golden robe emperor in front of him, but he couldn't stop it. Looking at Su Ming at this moment, his momentum rose endlessly, and with the rise of momentum, he burst into stronger cultivation fluctuations.

Su Ming felt the traces of his breakthrough in the middle stage of the barbarian soul. At this moment, it was already strong to the extreme. He clearly felt the existence of the breakthrough and the late stage of the barbarian soul. Between the thoughts of his will.

He lowered his head, and his eyes condensed on the ground in an instant, and there were no monks around him... The vertical coffin.

It was almost the moment when Su Ming looked at the coffin. A muffled roar immediately came from the coffin, as if there was a fist in it, banging on the lid of the coffin. There were some cracks in the lid of the coffin.

Boom, boom, boom.

This sound keeps appearing, and the coffin cover is broken more and more. At the same time, a fluctuation that surpasses the cultivation of the golden robe emperor, and the breath that can coexist with the body of Ji An is gradually emanating from the coffin.

"Looking at the expression and the meaning of the words before the emperor, there are only three parts. This fourth one was obviously reshaped by the barbarians..." Su Ming's eyes showed a touch of complexity. He thought of the location of the coffin, and thought of the war soul of the witch of nearly a hundred big brothers revealed by Lan Dao that day.

is even more... I felt the faint trace of familiarity when the breath of the people in the coffin dispersed.

This is a trace of familiarity. Su Ming's heart trembled, and let the excitement of killing the emperor's split before disappeared at this moment.

"Is it you..." Su Ming closed his eyes, and the trembling of his heart turned into sadness. It has become the most painful pain in my heart. How can he forget this familiarity? This familiarity... from the ninth peak...

seemed to be aware of Su Ming's emotional fluctuations here. Ji An no longer fought against the magic eye hiding skill, but narrowed his eyes. After looking at Su Ming, he suddenly looked at the coffin of the earth, revealing a faint light in his eyes.

He clearly knew that the split of the emperor was only three, so the fourth one was a little interesting.

"The idea is controlled by the boundary, emperor, emperor, emperor, in order to control this fate, you have spent a lot of effort... If this split dies again, I'm afraid it will also be a heavy blow to you...

This split... Look at Su Ming's look, is it familiar... Interesting, interesting!" Ji An smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the smile became more and more abundant.

At this moment, tens of thousands of monks around, more and more people see Su Ming's abnormality. The silence and sadness in Su Ming can't be concealed at all. The complexity of looking at the coffin is seen by more and more people.

"What's in the coffin is..."

"That's the thing of the Daye Fairy Sect... Is it related to the emperor!"

The whispered discussion gradually spread slightly in this quiet world, and Su Ming's abnormality made most of everyone's eyes condensed on the coffin.

Boom, boom, boom... The muffled sound on the coffin is continuous, and the lid of the coffin cracks and expands more and more. Every roar, there will be a lot of wood chips splashing around, and cracks spread one after another. After staggering with each other, in another roar, a fist burst through the lid In the light.

It can be seen that it was a man's fist.

After penetrating the coffin, the fist slowly retracted. When the roar came out again, the coffin shook violently. This time, two fists penetrated the lid of the coffin and came out.

Su Ming looked more and more sad. He looked at the fist of the coffin in a squain. The familiar feeling was even stronger. This intensity made his heart hurt more and more.

A violent muffled roar suddenly came out at this moment, but under the roar, the lid of the coffin was directly smashed. With its crushing, a large amount of fog was vented from the coffin, and a powerful cultivation fluctuation suddenly spread in all directions.

As it spread, the huge evil spirit directly rolled the sky, and a huge whirlpool, with the coffin as the center, suddenly swept around.

In the whirlpool, a tall figure gradually came out of it. His figure was hidden in the fog and could not be seen clearly, but at the moment Su Ming saw the figure, although he had a guess in his heart, he was still as if he had been pressed by a mountain peaks, staggered out a few steps, and his eyes were red. Red, looking almost crazy in the sadness.

At this moment, his hatred for the emperor is stronger than ever, which has exceeded the level of incomparity.

He looked at the figure in the fog, which gradually became clear and gradually came out. Su Ming's whole body... cried.

He seldom cries. It can even be said that he has never cried except when he left Wushan and cried silently in the strange land of Nanchen.

Because Grandpa told him that boys can shed blood, but they can't shed tears. This is what Grandpa said to him kindly when he was very young.

He always remembers.

But today, when he saw this figure, Su Ming shed tears, but the tears were not in his heart, not on his face, and no one saw him crying.

"Big brother..." Su Ming looked at the clear figure, and everything in the world disappeared in his eyes, leaving only the tall figure standing on the ground and looking up at his own figure.

The upper body is naked, revealing a strong body. There is an extremely complex rune pattern on the body, covering most of the skin of the figure.

The color of the skin is purple.

There are many scars on it. Although those scars have healed, many of them have directly penetrated the body, and it can be seen that even if it is healed, it is an injury in recent years, which is not too old.

The scars all over his body made Su Ming see the moment when he saw it. He seemed to see the big brother looking for his master again and again in the eastern wilderness continent, looking for his brother, looking for his relatives belonging to the ninth peak, that kind of madness, that kind of recklessness.

The eldest brother stood barefoot on the sand of the earth. His body stood very straight and did not bend at all, as if it represented his will.

His hair is gone, bareheaded, and there are nine steel [needles] on that skull...

His face is no longer what Su Ming's memory looks like. With more vicissitudes of life, there is a cross-shaped scar that runs directly between the eldest brother's eyebrows and ears.

It can be clearly seen that this is not a battle injury, this is a little open by life, and in order to make it unable to heal, I don't know what means have been used to make the scar spread purple air around, and the runes on the eldest brother's body, if they are formed together.

Make the appearance of the eldest brother no longer the same as the gentleness of Su Ming's memory.

The eldest brother's right arm runs through a huge hook, because his right palm has disappeared, and the hook has become his hand.

His left arm is intact, but the blue veins are bulging, and there are countless twists and squirming, as if there are some foreign objects in his [body].

Su Ming looked at the eldest brother. In the sadness, in the sadness, he let out an earth-shaking and sad roar. Blood gradually flowed out of his eyes. He could not shed tears, but there was blood flowing out!

Su Ming knows that the eldest brother is a person who is not very good at expressing words, and even a little lazily. His concern is always invisible. He does not ask for anything in return, so you may not notice it, and you may not feel it deeply, but that care is everywhere.

For example, Su Ming was first calm in Jiufeng, and the car came. Although the second brother took action, the eyes of the eldest brother at that time were condensed in the car body. He would not allow outsiders to bully his brother. It was not until the second brother took action that he withdrew his eyes.

Like the battle of the ghost platform, the nine peaks came out together, and the eldest brother was worried and discharged his witch soul. Even if the witch soul died, he had to protect the safety of his brothers.

Jiufeng is like a family, big brother... like a brother.

"Big brother..." Su Ming's body trembled, and a burst of madness in his [body].

"Little brother, you just went up the mountain, but it's a pity that you can't get out of the customs. It will take a few years to wait. Well, this thing is for you to protect yourself." This is the first time that Su Ming saw the eldest brother with his own eyes. His gentle eyes and soft words made him unable to forget.

"Little brother... The wizard's trip is unpredictable, and my brother gave you this slave... Her name is the Dharma Burial..." This is the voice of the eldest brother and the care in the voice when Su Ming left the witch battlefield before Su Ming left the ninth peak.