Chapter 1286 Life, fight for yourself

The world of the three wilderness, the real world of Daochen!

The Ninth Peak Mountain Gate, the place of the original Taoist Chenzong, is the core of more than 100 arrays hidden in nothingness. At this moment, it is surrounded by countless anti-sage and dark morning practices.

In the middle of these monks, there is a twisted illusion of the size of a thousand feet. You can faintly see the mountains, rivers and floating continents in it, where... is the Ninth Peak Gate.

And this ten-foot-sized distortion is a gap forcibly bombarded by the monks of the anti-saint and the dark morning. Once this gap is broken, it can make the cultivation of the anti-saint and the dark morning can instantly tear open the nothingness like a flock, step into... The ninth peak mountain gate, and step into the space where

In the twisted illusion, it looks like a weak point of nothingness from afar. There are countless electric lights swimming, and the loud noises are constantly circling the starry sky. All kinds of magic spells and magic weapons are shining all the time on this twisted illusory.

This kind of attack has lasted for a long time, but in the last three days, the emergence of nine faceless people in white robes has brought the battle to the extreme.

These nine people are wearing white robes. Their faces are extremely strange. They are blank, with no eyes and no facial features, just like a white jade slip.

The cultivation of these nine people seems to be nothing, like mortals, but the pressure from them is extremely amazing, and you can see the respect for them from the eyes of the nine people around them.

Nine people are all wearing white robes, but there are slight differences. Five of them have moon marks on their robes, and four are sun marks.

They surround the edge of this twist, and there is no magic power, but if you look carefully, you can see that their location is exactly the place with the strongest distortion and illusory fluctuation. It seems that... This twist and illusory, the last layer of the formation arranged by the tiger is distorted by the existence of these nine people, because The location of these nine people is illusory, and there will be a strong feeling even from a distance...

It seems that these nine people are like nine nails, nailed to the ninth peak arranged by the tiger. On the last layer of the formation, it is also because of the nine of them that the formation seems to be no longer weak all the time.

In addition to these nine people, there are countless monks from the dark morning and the anti-saint. Outside these monks, they are not far from here. They can see all the positions of the battlefield from afar and float in this sea of white bones.

On this large number of white bones, sitting on the side of the bones, there is a long-haired man in a black robe. The man is handsome and full of a strange temperament. He holds a wine glass in his hand and sometimes takes a sip, as if the star's emptiness has no effect on him, which seems to be weak.

Around the man in black, ten people in black stood respectfully, like bodyguards, coldly looking at the twists and nothingness in the distance.

"Interesting, one day, this array will be shattered, so that the monks inside will be slowly tortured in this despair. In this way, after killing them, it will be more delicious to taste their souls." The man in black smiled, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and opened his mouth lightly.

His cultivation is so strong that he doesn't even need to disperse, which can make this nothingness seem unbearable, and there are continuous signs of fragmentation around him.

This person is the strongest person in the anti-sage and the dark morning camp now, Yan Peichen Emperor, one of the three emperors of the dark morning!!

It's just that what is here now is not his body, but one of his two big splits. The moment his body comes, he has no longer known where to go. The two big splits are one who stays in the true world of Daochen, and the other goes to the mysterious fourth true world.

Although it is a split, it has also stepped into the unspeakable realm. Otherwise, Yan Pei can't be called one of the three morning emperors of the dark morning camp.

When Emperor Yan Peichen was drinking wine and looking at the twisted array of the ninth peak mountain gate in the distance, he did not find it in this real world, including Emperor Yan Peichen himself. On the other side of this twisted array, there was a figure standing there, looking at all this coldly.

Su Ming has arrived at almost an hour. This is his real world. Everything about this can't escape from Su Ming's control. Even any area only needs Su Ming's will to reach it. After coming out of the vortex of death, he immediately knew everything that happened in the real world of Daochen during this period. Love.

Did not disperse these monks from the anti-sage and the dark morning. Su Ming stood calmly in nothingness and watched the twisted formation of the Ninth Peak Gate being constantly bombarded.

His cultivation has reached the level of Su Ming, especially with the will of the three real worlds. Life in Su Ming's eyes is just a part of the ups and downs. Where there is life, there is death, and when there is death, there is life. This is a law. Su Ming does not want to change, and he will not interfere

Whether it's the dark morning or the anti-saint, they once belonged to the three wilderness. Even now, they still belong to the three wilderness, just from the second world of the three wilderness to this first world.

For their invasion of the Three Wilderness, in Su Ming's feeling, because of the improvement of his life level and the more he knows, the feeling of being invaded has been reduced a lot. All this is just a plan of the Three Wilderness, a plan to completely take it up in order to finally invade Sangxiang.

All lives are chess pieces. Even if some chess pieces think that they have become chess players, in a larger situation, they are still chess pieces in the eyes of others.

This is a kind of sadness, and it is also a law.

"How can you grow up without experiencing wind and rain, without training, how can you be so proud, without experiencing... life and death, like a sword without a edge!" Su Ming looked at the ninth peak, and his expression was calm. He could stop all this from happening, so that the ninth peak would not have half a death, and completely contain the catastrophe.

However, what's the use of doing this? Su Ming can curb the first catastrophe. Even if it is the second and third, there will be a time after all, and he can't stop it.

It is always difficult for protected people to grow up. Only after experiencing life and death, wind and rain, and training, can they be born with a strong courage and power, and a person can hold up the sky.

Like his attitude towards the barbarians, Su Ming at this moment, he silently watched everything in front of him and gave the ninth peak a test.

This is a war, and there will be more wars in the future. If the ninth peak, if the barbarians, they are suitable to exist in the war, suitable for the world of the law of the jungle, then they must experience everything.

If they are not suitable, Su Ming will take action to give them a protection that may have no future and can only exist for the remaining 500 years, but such protection can only be 500 years. After 500 years, the catastrophe will come. Whether Su Ming succeeds or fails, everything may turn into Nothingness.

Life, you have to fight for it by yourself. What others give may not be what they really want. Su Ming didn't understand this truth before, but now he has understood it.

It may hurt, and there must be a lot of deaths, but... this is a necessary process for life to become a strong person.

The only thing he can do is to make the war fairer. Su Ming can't make the ninth peak so that the cultivation of the barbarian monks in it can soar in an instant, but he can... Let those dark morning and anti-saint people's cultivation be suppressed, so that their cultivation is evenly comparable to the ninth peak.

This is very simple for Su Ming.

Time goes by. When the day goes by, an earth-shaking roar fills all directions, the ferocious roar from the dark morning and the anti-saint, accompanied by a spin in this roar, the roar is the sound of the collapse of the last formation of the ninth peak arranged by the tiger. At the moment when the array collapses, a large Step by step, follow the gap of the collapse of the array and enter the gate of the Ninth Peak.

Because they have seen that after the collapse of this array, in the gate of the ninth peak, the hundreds of thousands of monks gathered at this moment seemed to be waiting for the battle, and the murderous opportunity formed by resistance and struggle came to the sky.

At this moment, in this morning real world, Su Ming, who was not qualified to see, raised his right hand and gently pressed at the dark morning and the anti-saint monk at will.

Under this pressure, the whole Taoist real world was shocked. The shock was silent, but it formed an indescribable strong pressure. This pressure came in an instant, making the Taoist real world several times heavier in an instant, so that all the monks of the anti-saint and dark morning were in this moment. He paused directly and looked stunned.

Each monk's body seemed to have several times more weight in an instant, which made them feel that their whole body was heavy, and even had a sense of astringent cultivation in the body, as if at this moment, the whole Taoist real world was pressed on them.

And after the collapse of the array, hundreds of thousands of monks from the ninth peak, these people were also shocked, looked shocked, and all stopped rushing out.

With the astonation of the dark morning and the anti-sage monk, the nine faceless people in white robes suddenly trembled, as if there was a roar echoing in their bodies, as if they were resisting.

In the distance, all the ten black-robed people around Emperor Yan Peichen all changed their looks in an instant. Under the contraction of his eyes, revealing a heinous light. Emperor Yan Peichen raised his glass and was about to taste the action. At this moment, he suddenly stopped. His head slowly raised, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of fer

"Which Taoist friend came and disturbed the will of the real world to suppress, you... what kind of dragon heart and phoenix phoenix courage, dare to fight against my dark morning camp, dare to provoke the emperor!" Yan Peichen's voice was clear, which made the whole starry sky shake strongly, so that the pressure that came around him even loosened. His left hand was still holding a wine glass, and his right hand was on the white bone beside him. The green light appeared in his eyes, sweeping the whole sky, but there was no trace of...! RS