Chapter 880 Fierce Ghost Scale

There may be only one kind of light in ordinary times.

But at this moment, in Su Ming's eyes, the light is divided into two kinds, one is the domineering of the strong light, and the other is the softness of the weak light.

The brilliant light of the sun and moon statue reflects the whole secret room, so that every location of the room is covered with light. The domineering and softness are not intertwined, but centered on the place where Su Ming is located, dividing the room into two semicircles.

On the one hand, it is extremely domineering, and on the other hand, it is as soft as water.

With Su Ming's closed eyes, two different colors appeared, so that his body seemed to be scattered at this moment. With the tip of his nose as the middle, his body turned into two different strong dark lights.

Su Ming's palms were up and placed on his knees. At this moment, in the light, there was a feeling of being alive. The fierce ghost became more and more ferocious, and the bats on his ghost's claws roared.

After a while, the fierce ghost of Dao Kui Mountain suddenly looked up. His whole body twisted and floated from Dao Kui Mountain. His body was like fog, surrounding Su Ming, wandering between the strong light and the weak light, which looked extremely strange.

Su Ming looked as usual and still closed his eyes. There was an elephant on his left hand. At this moment, there was also a roar. Under the slow decomposition, he suddenly turned into an illusory shadow of an elephant and a scale, swimming with the fierce ghost.

"As long as you believe, the power that exists will appear!" Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and the light in his eyes suddenly had the illusion of integrating into the light of strength and weakness in the secret room, becoming the third kind of light here.

At the moment he opened his eyes, the fierce ghost wandering beside Su Ming. He raised the sky and let out a roar. In his roar, he suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed the scale that was also swimming around him.

The scale was in his hand, as if at this moment, the fierce ghost had become a person of the flat scale. While he picked up the scale, the peaceful elephant turned into a long rainbow. Naturally, it appeared on the scale.

All this is slow, but the real process is completed, and the fierce ghost is no longer ferocious. Instead, at the same time as a touch of majesty, he grabbed the bat with his right hand. Hang it on the scale pole.

At the moment he completed this action, what was displayed in front of Su Ming was a sharp ghost scale picture!

That bat is a scale!

Everything is so perfect, and the perfect Su Ming can't find any flaws, as if it should be like this.

"The elephant has two bodies, one is the body of reality, and the other is the illusion of void and peace!" The vague voice buzzed from the fierce ghost's mouth.

"The truth of the scale is like the dignity of the door. It's not the first ability. The void of the image, like the idea of the illusion, can be weighed... This elephant is three breaths!"

The picture of the fierce ghost scale elephant turned into two long rainbows after maintaining about three breaths in front of Su Ming. He went straight to Su Ming's eyes, among which the fierce ghost and the bat scale instantly penetrated into Su Ming's left eye and disappeared.

The Taiping elephant and the scale entered Su Ming's right eye and dissipated in a flash.

Su Ming's body suddenly shook.

"Believe me..." Su Ming muttered, and his eyes were cloudy. He really felt the power contained in his eyes at this moment, because this power is now a strong voice in his mind.

This voice has supreme majesty, like a roar. The sound keeps echoing, and Su Ming does not feel the danger. It is not a spiritual connotation. It is ready to be a kind of voice that seems to remain in the years, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years ago.

This sound can't be heard at ordinary times. Only in the light of this sun and moon statue, after the Tao Kui fierce ghost and the Taiping elephant belong to one person at the same time, it will appear when the picture of the fierce ghost scale elephant is pushed by the power of the divine source.

Or in other words, the picture of the fierce ghost scale elephant is the core of the three heavens, and the strange power that makes Su Ming long for in the three heavens... is hidden in the picture of the fierce ghost scale elephant... That sentence, three words!

"Believe me..." The voice kept echoing, which made Su Ming have a sense of obsession.

Store a sound with an illusory picture and cover the picture with three paths. This sound, these three words, is the core and the root of the strange power.

"I didn't expect that this power made me persistent... It was just derived from this sentence." Su Ming's eyes flashed. At this moment, he looked very strange, and his muttering voice seemed to have a sense of emptiness.

"The vicissitudes of this sentence... And with just one sentence, you can condense such a strong power, by no means... The sun and the moon can do it!

I'm afraid that the origin of these three Taoist gods will be before the two gods of the sun and the moon, or... This is an existence that is older than the two gods of the sun and the moon, the treasure he left behind!" Su Ming's heart accelerated a few times. His eyes were light, his hands on his knees, and he slowly tried to hold them from the opening.

"This power needs to be realized. The ancestor of the Yu family has explored some experience from within, so he can slightly expand this power... I can feel that if I can hold all my hands and reabsorb the strong and weak light into my body at this moment, then... I can succeed."

In the process of Su Ming's hands slowly clenching his fists, the light of the secret room immediately twisted violently, as if the light had turned into a light, which was rapidly condensing towards Su Ming's hands from all directions.

Time passes slowly, and it is a day in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Su Ming did not blink at all. The faint light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. At the same time, the edge around the secret room has suddenly turned dark from the previous light.

Look, this secret room is very strange, as if the light is limited to a certain area, which is clear with the dark path around. If there is a boundary, separate them.

Here in Su Ming, his face flashed bright and dark, and countless traces of blood could be faintly seen in his eyes. His body seemed to be calm, but deep in his heart, there was a stormy wave, and the sound continued, echoed again and again, roaring and roaring in Su Ming's heart again and again.

At the beginning, it took a long time for the sound to appear again, but now, the sound seems to have been connected in Su Ming's mind, constantly circling.

"Believe me...trust me...trust me..."

There is no fluctuation in the vicissitudes of the sound. It has replaced Su Ming's thinking and Su Ming's consciousness, as if his body was empty at this moment, and only that sentence was constantly spreading.

All this seems dangerous, but in fact, Su Ming knows that the danger is not high, and his vigilance has never decreased at all. This is a feeling, a feeling obtained from the voice left over from this ancient years.

If he succeeds, he can get the power contained in this sentence. If he fails, it is just a failure.

The whole day has passed again. Su Ming has been sitting cross-legged for two days in this secret room. The voice in his mind now seems to have infinite echoes, and it seems that there is a re-condensation of the scattered state.

Until the third day passed, the voice in Su Ming's mind finally completed the process from diffusion to re-condensation, and turned into a sentence again.

"Believe me..."

This sentence sounded different from everything Su Ming had heard before. Although he couldn't say the specific differences, Su Ming's mind roared suddenly at the moment when the voice echoed.

In this roar, his consciousness was instantly distorted, as if his soul had been forcibly pulled into a strange world by that sentence.

This is a broken sky. The sky is dark blue and is collapsing rapidly. The rumbling sound echoes in the sky. You can see a beam of light, with a harsh roar, penetrating the sky. Wherever it passes, the space is broken and the sky is disintegrating.

Especially after this beam of light fell on the earth, it immediately formed a circular impact, sweeping around and shattering the earth layer by layer.

It's like the end of the world, and heaven and earth are destroying.

"Believe me..." At this moment, a magnificent voice suddenly came out of the earth. Su Ming glanced at it, and he immediately saw a man standing on a peak of the shattering and undulating earth!

This is a young man in a blue shirt and white hair. His appearance looks ordinary, and there is nothing surprising about the ordinary, but there is a strong sense of vicissitudes in him.

It seems that he has experienced too many stories in his life, which makes him have an inspeakable impact that people can't forget for a lifetime.

He stood at the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back. His eyes showed sadness. His clothes were blown by the wind, and his white hair fluttered in the wind. He seemed to be looking at the sky, and his voice echoed.

"Believe me..."

Su Ming's heart was shaken. He looked at the man and saw that in front of the man, on the land that was collapsing, he knelt down and worshipped the countless creatures. These creatures trembled and were obviously afraid of the collapse of the world, but none of them got up and fled.

They looked at the white-haired man, as if the man's words were a kind of faith and supreme reverence for them.

"Someone once told me that those who believe in me, heaven and earth are immortal and I am immortal, heaven and earth are destroyed and I am not immortal... Today, I tell you...

Trust me..."

Su Ming's mind was shaken, and everything in front of him was suddenly broken at this moment and became countless fragments, which slowly disappeared in front of him.

Su Ming "opened" his eyes, or in other words, he opened his eyes, and this time he opened his soul.

is still a secret room, surrounded by darkness... Only in his hands, the strong and domineering sun in his left hand, the weak and soft moon in his right hand, and all the light in the secret room are condensed in Su Ming's hands.

"I, I see." Su Ming's face showed a touch of vicissitudes. If he looked carefully, the vicissitudes of life... was a little similar to the man in white. RS