Chapter 1291 Three Things

In the face of absolute strength, power is nothing.

Su Ming already had this strength. He looked at the dark morning rebellion saint who collapsed like a plate of scattered sand, and looked at the Ninth Peak monks and barbarians who rushed out to chase, Su Ming's face smiled.

In this battle, there are deaths and injuries, but the cultivation of monks is a kind of plunder of life. It is a rugged road. Death on this road is not terrible. What is terrible is to fear death and lose a firm confidence.

Looking at the starry sky, Su Ming took a step forward. When he fell, he was already in the gate of the Ninth Peak Mountain, and appeared beside the second brother who was concentrating on the changes of the battlefield, with a confident and elegant look.

"Second brother." Su Ming spoke softly.

At the moment of his mouth, the second brother suddenly turned around, and the eldest brother, who had been sitting cross-legged not far away, also seemed to open his eyes in his heart and pay attention to Su Ming at this moment.

Su Ming's figure appeared in front of the second brother, with a smile and a fist.

The eldest brother had no head, but his body was full of joy at this moment. The second brother was in high spirits and hugged Su Ming in laughter.

"I knew you would be fine." The second brother put his hands on Su Ming's shoulders in his laughter and looked at him carefully, showing a friendship between brothers.

"You should have arrived a long time ago. How about your second brother in this battle?" The second brother said with a smugness on his face and a smile.

The eldest brother also stood up. When he walked slowly, he raised his right hand and hugged Su Ming. There were no words, but all the care was in the hug between the brothers. Needless to say.

Feeling the powerful beating of the eldest brother's heart, even if Su Ming's cultivation has reached an incredible level, even if he is second only to Sanhuang, at this moment, he seems to have forgotten his cultivation. All he knows is that he is the little brother of the ninth peak, the little teacher who will always be protected by the three brothers. Brother.

"The second brother's battle is full of demeanor." With a smile on his face, Su Ming looked at the proud second brother and said softly.

In the laughter of the second brother, there was a long rainbow roaring in the distance. Before the figure was approaching, the voice of the tiger came like a thunder roar.

"His grandmother's, this battle is good, big brother, second brother, look at how much Huzi has killed in this battle... En?" Huzi was roaring as he opened his mouth, but at the moment he was approaching, his voice suddenly stopped, and he saw Su Ming.

"Little brother!" Huzi paused, looked at Su Ming, and then strode quickly. He stepped forward and hugged Su Ming's whole body.

"You, you, you... Do you know how many times your second brother went to watch silently outside the whirlpool of death after your disappearance? Do you know how many times the eldest brother has been desperate to break through his cultivation, just to prevent you from always wandering around life and death in the future.

Do you know that Huzi and I haven't slept for many days in order to arrange the formation? Little brother, if you listen to Huzi, don't leave when you come back this time. At the ninth peak, can our brothers get together for a long time!"

As Huzi said, his expression of excitement turned into sobs. Outside, he was a big man like a fierce tiger, murderous and ferocious. Even his smile was ferocious, and his whole body was fierce.

But in front of Su Ming, in front of the second brother, he is like a child, a tiger who likes to laugh, cry and peeping.

"Little brother, do you still want to leave this time?" The second brother was silent for a moment and looked at Su Ming.

Although the eldest brother didn't say anything, he seemed to be waiting for Su Ming's answer at this moment.

Su Ming was silent and didn't say anything. He looked at the eldest brother, the second brother and Huzi, and nodded slowly after a long time.

"Wait until I deal with the last three things, I will return to the ninth peak and stay for a hundred years."

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Night, the night of the ninth peak, the starry sky is thousands of miles, and it is bright. The daytime battle is over. At this moment, most monks have rested and meditated. Only a few are quickly repairing the formation, so that the formation will slowly heal the gap.

On the ninth peak, the moonlight fell. Around the table, the eldest brother sat at the top, the second brother was on the left, the tiger was on the right, and Su Ming was at the end.

This is a gathering of the masters. There is no respect for strong and weak cultivation here, and there is no arrangement of the respective positions of the Ninth Peak Sect. There are only seats in the Ninth Peak Sect according to the time of each other's entry.

The eldest brother is like a teacher, and the master is not here. The eldest brother is the master of everyone.

behind Su Ming, Canglan accompanied there silently. With an indifferent and elegant look, she would not care about the existence of Xu Hui on the other side of Su Ming.

Xu Hui has already returned to the ninth peak. Su Ming didn't ask about Deshun, and she didn't say anything.

"In this battle, I won the ninth peak, but the prerequisite for victory is that the monks on the side of the dark morning against the saint are suppressed as a whole. This point... Little brother, did you do it?" The second brother hesitated for a moment. He really couldn't think of any other answers. At this moment, he looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming looked calm and nodded.

At this point, Huzi suddenly took a breath and looked at Su Ming in a bruise. The second brother was also short of breath in an instant, and his face changed rapidly, which was faintly unbelievable.

They clearly know what it means to suppress the overall cultivation of the dark morning against the saint. This can even be seen from the side that Su Ming should have the strength to destroy all the cultivations of the dark morning against the saint.

The eldest brother was silent, but his right hand trembled, which showed that his heart seemed to have set off a shocking wave at this moment.

Among the three of them, the one with the highest cultivation has always been the big brother. The existence of Yan Pei Chenhuang may not be noticed by the second brother, and the tiger is even more difficult to know, but with the help of the Taoist sea, with the help of the Taoist return, he clearly felt that there was an existence in this war that made

That's... Yan Pei Chenhuang, about this person's identity and name, it was the eldest brother who searched for the soul from the captured Anchen monk.

In the presence of Yan Pei Chenhuang, he can seal 60% of the whole practice of the anti-sage of the dark morning. This kind of strength... is beyond the eldest brother's imagination.

"Little brother, you... What is your current cultivation? How about with the Yan Pei Chenhuang...?" The second brother was silent for a moment, and there was a muffled and solemn voice.

"He... is not qualified to be my opponent." Su Ming was silent for a moment and opened his mouth truthfully.

"In today's three wilderness worlds, in the four true worlds, except for some sleeping ancient monsters, there should be few monks... who can be my opponents." When Su Ming's words came out, the eldest brother was silent, and the second brother's breathing became more and more rapid. Huzi opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

They did not doubt Su Ming's words at all. Huzi's expression immediately flowed out of excitement and excitement. He picked up the wine jar in front of him and took a big sip directly, allowing the wine to flow down the corners of his mouth.

"Haha, little brother, what are we going to do next? Why don't we kill all the coming dark morning reverse saints? What do you think, second brother? What do you think of my idea?

"Dark morning against the saint, there is some suspense?" The second brother looked thoughtful and ignored Huzi, but looked at Su Ming thoughtfully.

"The dark morning against the saint is also the three wilderness. This battle seems to be an invasion, but it is a return. It seems dangerous, but it is the last madness in life.

Those who think they are chess players don't know that they have long been destined to be chess pieces... Even if they are driven out and killed, it will not be useless, because this three wilderness disasters are no longer now, but 500 years later. When Su Ming slowly opened his mouth, he sighed and said some of his experiences, including the catastrophe of 500 years later, the Sangxiang world, and the existence of ancient monsters who would wake up before the catastrophe.

His voice echoed, which made Huzi's mind tremble in disbelief, which made the second brother's whole body shake, and his eyes flashed rapidly.

"Little brother... What are the three things you said before?" When Huzi and the second brother were silent and digested the terrible truth with each other, the eldest brother opened his mouth sullenly.

Su Ming looked up at the eldest brother and said softly.

"The first thing, I'm going to go to the true world of the underworld, go there to find a woman, go there to take back the true world that belongs to me, go there to give him something, go there... and end a period of grudges that have surrounded me for thousands of years."

"Is it Yuxuan?" Fang Canglan suddenly opened her mouth.

Xu Hui was silent from beginning to end. She didn't know what she was thinking. At this moment, when she looked up, she also looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming nodded.

Fang Canglan didn't say anything. She continued to look as calm as water, but her slightly closed eyelashes trembled a little.

"The second thing, I'm going to a place that makes me stronger, and I'm ready for the disaster in 500 years." When Su Ming opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly showed a sharp light.

"The third thing, I'm going to go... Dark Morning Camp, find our master!" The moment Su Ming said this, Huzi suddenly looked up, and the second brother was also shocked. The eldest brother was silent, but a sense of persistence appeared from him.

"Find the master. The cultivation of the three of us is not enough to do this. Only you... find the master. We haven't seen him for a long time." The voice of the eldest brother echoed around, with deep thoughts in the deep.

Su Ming didn't say anything. In addition to looking for the master, he went to the dark morning camp for another purpose. He went to the soul clan to see his mother's hometown.

"After doing these three things, I will stay at the ninth peak, waiting for the passage of time, waiting for the day when the catastrophe comes... I have promises to some people in my life, and in the hundreds of years after that, I will fulfill these promises one by one." RS