Chapter 1038 Welcome to the Lord

In the west ring, there are countless cracks in the starry sky. Although hundreds of years have passed, the mystery of this place and its rumors still exist in the hearts of the monks here and cannot be dissipated.

Once you step in, it is very likely that you will never be able to get out of the West Ring. Its mysterious veil is useless for Su Ming, but for the vast majority of monks, the mysterious pressure is enough to suffocate people.

After hundreds of years of separation, when Su Ming returned to the West Ring again, he looked at the cracks in the starry sky here and was silent. It seemed that hundreds of years ago, he was forced to step into the four real worlds, and after he walked out, the four real worlds of the brains were guarding forces. Then he was chased and killed by a man in charge.

Now... If the palm dares to take action, then Su Ming will not hesitate to cut off the man's palm.

In silence, Su Ming opened his mouth faintly.

"Senior Changhe, please wait here. I have to go here if you have something to do." Zhu Youcai did not say anything, but closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the starry sky.

Su Ming turned his head and looked at the fire leader's ancestor. The thin old man immediately looked like what Su Ming said, which was like an imperial edict, with a contemptuous smile on his face and nodded frequently.

In the face of the appearance of the fire leader's ancestor, Su Ming didn't wait to say anything, and immediately he was no longer confused. If he had no heart or lungs, he had long been sad. Suddenly, he stared at the fire leader's ancestor. He felt an extremely strong threat to his mind.

This threat comes from the sasmetic look of the fire leader's ancestor. The bald crane was very unhappy, and its bald wings immediately opened. He showed an arrogant look and stared at the fire leader's ancestor with deep meaning.

Then he immediately bent down, looked at Su Ming with the same audatish look, and quickly opened his mouth.

"Big boss, do you want the little bald hair to go here first to see what's going on? In case of danger, I can resolve it with my ability, unlike some guys with flames all over their bodies. I don't know how to share the danger for the boss. The kind words of the bald crane are rare in it. Su Ming squinted and glanced at the bald crane and smiled.

The fire leader was stunned for a moment. After looking at the bald crane carefully, his face immediately showed that he wanted to share the danger for Su Ming, although he was the power of his palm. But no matter how high the cultivation is, it is difficult to change its nature. Just like the ancestor of the fire leader, when he was not the ancestor, although he had a good talent, he could have such a cultivation. Being able to inherit the ancestors of the Huokui clan so that they can reach the palm of the clan in one fell swoop and kill them from their clans, which has a lot to do with their ancestors in those years.

It's just that this kind of skill has not been used for a long time. Now it is a little astringent, and it is not as smooth as it was back then.

Su Ming ignored the secret fight between the bald crane and the ancestor of the fire leader. He shook his body towards the crack in the west ring. He sped away, and his figure stepped into the crack in an instant and disappeared.

Bald Crane is full of words, but in fact, he doesn't want to go to this other place in the West Ring Road again. The scene of coma here in those years has caused a shadow on him. Now when he sees Su Ming stepping in alone, he is immediately relieved, but his expression is anxious, and he turns around and stares at the

The fire leader's face remained unchanged. He looked at the bald crane with a smile, and his face also showed a sense of contery, and his heart was sneering. He secretly said that he didn't know how many clans people were paralyzed in those years. Su Ming, who was so resourceful Turn your coaxed around.

Seeing the appearance of Huokui's ancestor, the bald crane suddenly thumped in his heart. There was a feeling that he underestimated this person before, so when he snorted coldly in his heart, his expression changed from the previous anger to a smile. He came forward and hugged the thin Huokui ancestor, and looked like the two

"Fire boy, the first time you saw you, you thought you were a thing to make friends with!"

"It's easy to say, cranes and Taoist friends are immortals, but they don't dare to climb high."

"Eh? Do you look down on your grandpa He?

This person has his own thoughts here, and he doesn't say anything about it. At this moment, in the West Ring, there is a quiet, 100,000 stone tablets, many of which are more than 100,000 feet, standing on the earth.

Among them, there are 10,000 stone tablets, whose color seems to be ordinary, but if you look carefully, you can see that... it is purple!

Under the 100,000 stone tablet, many people meditated cross-legged. When these people sometimes looked up at the 10,000 purple stone tablet, they all showed their desire and envy.

At this moment, under the ten thousand purple stone tablet, there are dozens of people sitting cross-legged and motionless. They look calm, but in this calm, there is a sense of persistence and height.

Because they have purple stone tablets, because they are the only one of the 100,000 stone tablets in this place that will not be erased by the rules and will of this place, purple stone tablets, only the number of people can be added, and no one will die.

But this is not absolute, although there will be no substitute death due to the arrival of outsiders, but... on the purple stone tablet, there is another rule, which everyone here knows.

Every year, ten people perish, and these ten people are the weakest ten.

No matter how high the stone tablet is, as long as the cultivation is always at the end of the century, then the end is erased. In this way, as the owner of the purple stone tablet, while having some special points, all the monks of the purple stone tablet have also fallen into a kind of practice for life.

"Purple stone tablet... Unfortunately, when I entered here, the purple stone tablet did not choose me. Otherwise, it can become a tribute to the purple stone tablet, then... You don't have to worry so much every day. As long as you practice crazily, you can avoid killing."

"This is fate, but why is the purple stone tablet so special here, and I think the number of people in this purple stone tablet is only a few thousand?"

"You have come here for a short time. This matter has a lot to do with a legend of that year..." In this quiet place of 100,000 stele, sometimes his eyes fell on the ten thousand purple stele, faintly echoing the faint sound of several people.

Just as their voices were talking, suddenly, the tallest of the purple stone tablet was a huge stone tablet more than 100,000 feet high. At this moment, an old man came out of it with a flash of light.

The old man's face was full of vicissitudes. At the moment he walked out, he suddenly attracted the gaze of everyone here, especially the dozens of people outside the purple stone tablet, all of whom bowed deeply to the old man.

"I have seen the ancestors."

The old man nodded and said a word. He sat cross-legged under the stone tablet, closed his eyes and meditated.

"It's the ancestor of the Zhao family!" The whispers from other stone tablets appeared again.

"Yes, this person's stone tablet has already reached the point where he can go out, but he did not choose to go out, but practiced crazily..."

"I heard before that there was a legend here... one was called Mo Su..."

"Sing up!! It's better not to mention this name here. That's not someone I can talk about.

"Oh? Then why can Brother Zhou talk about it?

"Brother Zhou? You're talking about Zhou Kang, right? He... is different from us."

At the moment of the conversation from other stone tablets, suddenly, the whole land of 100,000 stone tablets suddenly appeared violently, like the wind and clouds, roaring from the nothingness in all directions.

The rolling roar spread in all directions, making the earth move, and the nothingness in this place turned into a drastic change that swept the place.

The exclamation suddenly spread all around. In the earth where countless stone tablets stood, only a few monks sat cross-legged outside the stone tablet, but now with the roar here, all the stone tablets are violently shaken.

In the vibration, those stone tablets immediately emitted a bright light one by one, and the monks were forcibly forced out. After walking out of the stone tablets, some of them looked solemn, some of whom looked panicked, and looked up together.

Boom!

A huge sound rolled like the power of the sky. Among the 100,000 stone tablets of the earth, the 10,000 purple stone tablets were not very obvious. At this moment, they emitted an unprecedented purple light. The light covered the earth in an instant, making the 100,000 stone tablets Ten thousand purple stone tablets, extremely conspicuous!!

The ancestor of the Zhao family was shocked. When he suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, there was a rare trace of excitement in his expression. All the owners of purple stone tablets trembled violently one by one. They clearly felt that they were extremely familiar with each other, and there was a strong rush to worship. As the earthquake became more and more violent, it became stronger and stronger in their hearts.

This change in this place is unprecedented in the memory of many of them, but there are still some people who vaguely seem to think of something, and their expression seems to be excited and nervous.

Zhou Kang sat silently under the stone tablet and looked up at the rolling nothingness above, with a touch of emotion in his eyes. He knew... Mo Su, he was back.

"Zhao Tianang, welcome the return of the Lord!" The ancestor of the Zhao family stood up, looked to the sky, and bowed deeply with his fists.

When the sound of vicissitudes and turns, all the owners of the purple stone tablet worshipped the sky together.

"Welcome back from the Lord!" The sound spread and shocked the other 90,000 stele people, making their faces constantly changing one by one. In the sky, during the roar, the fog clouds suddenly rolled crazily on both sides, revealing a huge gap, and one, with a faint look, walking, from far to near, the clearer figure.

Mosu!

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