Chapter 747 The Son of Yin and Death!

And this step is not difficult to cross, because Su Ming already knows what he lacks. With this enlightenment, he vaguely understands that what he lacks is vitality, which is the Shouyuan from all the people of Haoyang.

At this moment, Su Ming's soul came a voice of a man who seemed to be a long time ago, which made him feel strange but warm and familiar.

"Plastic underworld..."

"Plastic Ming..." These two voices are Su Ming's muttering.

With the spread of his words and the advent of the light of the stars, an earth-shaking roar moved outside the ninth peak.

In this roar, the whole world seemed to have a moment. It was still, and Su Ming's body collapsed in an instant. Even if he understood the shape of the Ming, even if his cultivation had entered the late stage of fate, even if... he showed the meaning of autumn at the last moment.

However, in the face of absolute strength, all this is still fragile. Su Ming's body is at the moment of collapse. Although the illusory body is re-condensing on the ninth peak, this condensation is almost completely transparent, faint, and almost imperceptible with the naked eye.

A burst of weakness from the soul permeated Su Ming's consciousness. He staggered back a few steps, but insisted on standing outside the cave on the top of the ninth peak. Even at this moment, he still had to guard the ninth peak.

Even if his consciousness is about to dissipate and his whole body is about to really return to the ruins, he still insists on standing there, even if... he is already transparent.

In the sky, in the roar, there were immediately dozens of people in these thousands of slaves. There were no sad screams, but in that terrible look, they became bones and fell from the sky to the sea.

Thousands of people, less than 50 people died in total, which is undamaged for them, but... the expressions of thousands of people at this moment are solemn.

Because although less than 50 people have died, there are hundreds of people. At this moment, their faces are pale, most of their vitality and longevity have been lost, and even their cultivation has fallen to several realms.

And all this was done by Su Ming alone.

"Kill, go and kill him for me. Damn it, you fight together, kill this man immediately and destroy the mountain. He does not choose to escape until now, but fight here. Obviously, this mountain is extremely important to him. Destroy this mountain and kill this person!!" Daoyuan hid behind thousands of his slaves and screamed.

All the thousands of slaves were killed with their eyes. This time, with their roar, all the thousands of people unfolded their magical powers and scattered. With the unfolding of their magical powers, a force enough to destroy the heavens and the earth burst out from them.

This force is enough to destroy Su Ming at this moment and destroy the ninth peak, so that the eldest brother, Qian Chen and others in this peak will sink permanently even before they wake up.

Su Ming raised his weak head with difficulty. His eyes fell behind the thousands of slaves. On the excited face of Daoyuan, Su Ming's gloomy eyes condensed the last ray of cold light in his life at the moment of looking at Daoyuan.

"I have no complaint about living with Jiufeng... Unfortunately, I didn't kill the Daoyuan that destroyed the ninth peak. I have no face to see my brother in Jiuquan..." Su Ming muttered. At the moment when thousands of slaves were approaching in the sky, he looked down at the sword in his hand. The tip of You can feel the determination to kill the world from this sword.

"I still have two magic skills..." Su Ming could feel that his weakness had reached its limit, so he suddenly raised his left hand and pressed his palm on the earth under him.

Under this press, the ground immediately shook, and a breath of earth surged from the ninth peak, from the sea under the ninth peak, covering it with Su Ming's left hand and went straight to his illusory body, making Su Ming's left hand wither immediately. While looking like a bone, it was more white light.

This is the magic power of the Miqi clan. It is one of the spells that Su Ming learned in the eastern barren tower. It is also the reason why the ancient existence in the yin and death whirlpool pays attention to it. What's more... triggers the opportunity of the two 100,000 warriors of the Miqi clan and the evil spirit clan

Mi is addicted to the magical power of the clan to refine his own body. If Su Ming has a flesh and blood body, then this withering is his flesh and blood, which seems to wither, but in fact, Su Ming's flesh and blood have not decreased. The withered part of the flesh and blood is absorbed by the rest of his body, so that So that the magic of this clan, with this withered left arm, can absorb the flesh and blood of others, so as to make itself complete again.

But in fact, this second perfection is to make the Mi people more powerful than before.

But Su Ming has no flesh and blood at this moment, so this seems to wither... It's his soul. With the withering of Su Ming's left hand, gradually all his illusory bodies withered at this moment, and finally disappeared completely. Only his right hand holding the sword condensed all of Su Ming's souls, which was almost crystall Prepare the essence.

This right hand holding the killing sword suddenly flew up at this moment, holding the killing sword, with Su Ming's will, at the moment when thousands of slaves came, he went straight to the distant Daoyuan, turning into a shocking rainbow, galloping, and went straight to Daoyuan at the speed of breaking all nothingness.

The speed of this sword is so fast that it is less than a hundred feet close to the Taoyuan in a blink of an eye. During this period, there are Taoist slaves blocking it, but no matter who is blocking it, it is impossible to avoid Su Ming's almost the last blow in his life.

At the moment of this attack, Su Ming's soul unfolded the magic skill he had learned from another clan of the Eastern Desert Tower. It was the magic of the evil spirit clan, but he saw Su Ming's crystallization's right hand holding the sword. At this moment, a large amount of black gas suddenly burst out. With the eruption of black gas

When his right hand completely disappeared, the scattered black gas turned into a ferocious grimace, permeated around the sword, roaring, driving the killing sword to rush out.

Where they passed, there were nearly a hundred slaves, but the moment they touched each other, a roar that shook everyone's hearts and souls suddenly came out of the ghost face.

The echo of this roar was as if it could run in a static world, making the body of nearly a hundred slaves pause, and the magic skills were solidified by it, allowing the ghost face to roar past the nearly a hundred slaves.

appeared directly in front of Daoyuan, who showed horror and fear on his face and screamed.

The thousands of slaves around had no time to rescue at all. Su Ming's speed of killing the sword was too fast, and his ferocious face was even more static, making them watch all this.

A sword contained Su Ming's life and everything. Suddenly, it directly stabbed the eyebrows of Daoyuan in the moment of being stabbed by this sword. The star robe on Daoyuan's body suddenly ran rapidly. The rotation of the light of the stars made the ferocious ghost face outside the sword make a sad scream and quickly dissipate

But there was also a scream coming from Daoyuan's mouth. His star robe resisted the ferocious ghost face and could protect his body, but the Mi-loving power from Su Ming's killing sword, after condensing Su Ming's life, its absorption and devouring was the moment when the star robe fought against the ghost face, In the body, part of its soul is sucked out.

The sad screams of Daoyuan swirled. His soul was being swallowed up quickly. At the same time, his body trembled and withered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. That was the way all the essence of flesh and blood were sucked away. The pain was no less than Ling Chi.

But the strength of this star sacred robe allows Dao Chenzong to regard it as a treasure owned by the Taoist direct line after birth. Even if it is difficult for Daoyuan to exert all its power, it is still... strong.

It actually kept a wisp of Daoyuan's soul alive, so that it did not die. Even at this moment, Daoyuan's body was covered with bones and his whole body was ashes, but he was still alive.

He is just alive, and he is countless times more painful than death. His sad screams have been hoarse, and his whole strength has been lost. If the star robe hadn't locked his soul, he would have died at this moment, but this lock and the absorption of Su Ming's sword are like a saw, making Daoyuan bear this kind of substitution It is the sharp pain of the collapse of consciousness.

But after all, Su Ming is difficult to last. His killing sword slowly lost the power of absorption, and the ferocious ghost face also dissipated in the air. Everything in Su Ming's body is no longer there. Even the consciousness condensed in this killing sword gradually turned into a crystal point and spread.

The sword let out a sad cry. Although it did not follow Su Ming for a long time, it made it feel the real use of being a sword.

This made it so infatuated that when Su Ming's consciousness dissipated at this moment, its sad hiss spread all over the world.

In the distance, the magic power of thousands of slaves has covered the ninth peak, and the whole ninth peak is rapidly collapsing and disintegrating under this magic power.

It seems impossible to reverse everything.

However, as Su Ming's last soul before, the white-haired man who turned into a moth said, some people don't want him to take action, and some people want to deliberately open the door to let these boats enter the barbarians more smoothly.

Similarly, some people don't want Su Ming to die like this.

"Su Ming, would you like to... become the son of my yin and death..." A voice of vicissitudes of life came slowly from the sky at this moment.

With the appearance of this sound, the whole world was still for a moment. The thousands of slaves moved differently in the air. Their magic power was also solidified, and the collapse of the ninth peak also stopped at this moment.

The rolling of the sea, the roar of the wind, everything, at this moment, with the appearance of this sound, solidified.