Chapter 1314 Spirit!

In Su Ming borrowed the smell of stone in the jade box, in the ancient past, I don't know how many times before the vastness of the era, he did not avoid but faced the young man in black, dared to show his sword and turned into the sword of his will roaring away...

In the anti-saint camp, the three anti-saints sat in the main hall. Xuanjiu's anti-saint eyes were closed, and his body kept trembling. All the beast bones in front of him collapsed and broke apart in an instant. His calculation seemed to be greatly disturbed, making his eyes seem to open, showing pain

It seems that the power of opening his eyes does not come from him, but from nothingness, as if there is some power in this nothingness that makes Xuanjiu unable to calculate everything about Su Ming.

But, after all, he is the longest reverse saint in the two camps of the anti-sage dark morning. His deep background and the breadth of his thoughts are by no means unspeakable!

Almost walked away, those beast bones were broken into flying ashes. At the moment when his eyes were about to be forcibly opened, Xuanjiu's eyes suddenly closed. At the same time, he raised his right hand, grabbed the five points to nothingness, and made a syllable in his mouth.

"Dok!!"

As soon as this sound came out, his right hand suddenly hit his jaw, and the other two saints in this world beside him. They clearly saw that the flesh and blood of Xuanjiu's right hand melted into blood in an instant, revealing the bones in it, but this hand did not stop at all, as if they could not feel the pain, and directly The whole anti-holy camp of 180 worlds was bombarded.

At the same time, the old man's right hand five fingers seemed to grasp a certain substance in nothingness. Under the pull out, his index finger bone was directly crushed, followed by the second and third fingers. When all three fingers were crushed, a fog was pulled out of the nothingness by him.

This fog is a cyclone, constantly rotating in front of Xuanjiu, emitting bursts... "The ancient breath, this breath seems to come from the past, which makes people touch a little, and it seems that the whole body is going to rot.

Cold sweat flowed down from Xuanjiu's forehead, and the other two anti-saints next to him. The man and a woman are now staring at all this. This is not the first time they have seen Xuanjiu going to count something, but it is the first time..." When they saw Xuanjiu perform this technique, it was so

A moment later, Xuanjiu's eyes suddenly opened, and the fairy's eyes were filled with blood. Those blood covered his pupils, such as forming a bloody array. The blood spewed directly from his mouth, and the qi whirlpool in front of him began to dissipate.

Xuanjiu's appearance was even more old in an instant. After the blood spewed out, he did not stop, but spewed out nine mouths in a row. Each mouthful of his breath would be weaker. Until the ninth mouthful of blood spewed out, his whole body stepped back a few steps, as if he had been buried

Although he was old and spit out nine mouthfuls of blood, Xuanjiu laughed. His laughter was hoarse, but with a sense of surprise. Although he was weak, he seemed to tell the other two reverse saints with this laughter. He Xuanjiu... calculated the real machine!!

"The broken army is coming!!"

"The disaster of Sangxiang!!"

"Su Ming's Robbery!!!"

"This disaster, he will definitely die. He can't escape this disaster. This disaster... has appeared, and his will has collapsed in the past. There is no past. Where did he come from now? He... has died... huh?" Before the old man Xuanjiu's words were finished, his expression suddenly changed suddenly. Under this change, before he could do anything, his body immediately trembled suddenly. In the dissipating whirlpool in front of him, suddenly like a dead wood in spring, it was... it stopped dissipating, and quickly returned to nothingness. .

"This is impossible, this..." Xuanjiu's eyes showed madness, and he was about to grab the cyclone again...

At the same time, in the dark morning camp.

"Spirit!!" Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened. He was surrounded by the dark morning camp, which was the 137th world. Emperor Yan Peichen was staring at Su Ming, as well as the Han of the Xiongtu tribe and his people. Now they are all pale. At the moment just now, they clearly felt a strong death in Su Ming. The breath of death.

The strength of this breath seems to drown the whole world, but at the moment when the breath permeated to the extreme, it suddenly disappeared without a trace. At the same time, Su Ming opened his eyes.

His will returned to his body again, as if everything before was an illusion, a fragment that had never happened in the past years, but it was this clip that made Su Ming seem to have been baptized once, and it became invisible to outsiders in the past, but Su Ming himself knew it clearly. Different!!

After he opened his eyes, Su Ming himself did not know why he said the spiritual word, but in the dark, with that breath as the guide, in the ancient years, Su Ming himself shuttled between the past and the reality, because his will collapsed in the past, and now re-condensing, it was a long-lasting emptiness. The syllable.

This syllable is the spirit!

A spirit, a syllable, seems to contain some kind of supreme deep meaning.

At the moment of opening his eyes, the light bursting out of Su Ming's eyes seemed to make his previous heart uneven, and instantly calm, which made his mind unsmooth, and in an instant, which made his previous restless and turned into peace in a blink of an eye!

And all this is because of the unique syllable that seems to have a direct connection between the ages. Su Ming doesn't know what this connection is, but he can vaguely feel that when he realizes it, his cultivation, his realm, will be able to climb again to a kind of... Maybe it is that The degree of young people in black!

This is the direction. This is the direction that has never appeared in Su Ming's heart before, but now, this direction has appeared. The young man is a crisis, and perhaps it is also Su Ming's disaster. But this disaster can no longer make Su Ming feel uneasy, uneasy, because Su Ming has found the direction, because the syllable Su Ming was reborn, and a strong belief was born in his soul.

This belief, if Su Ming had not faced the decision of the young man in black before, then he may not be able to do this. Everything can only be faced with it, only without fear, and only when the heart, mind and god are all peaceful can he be exchanged for the ancient spiritual syllable, which can "let a person really be transformed.

"I can face you for the first time, and I can face you for the second time..."

"It's the three wildernesses, whether it's the mulberry phase..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and muttered. When he looked at the people around him, he looked down with Su Ming's mind one after another.

With a wave of his right hand, Su Ming put away the last jade box floating in front of him and fell into the storage bag. Su Ming's voice echoed in Yan Pei Chen's ear.

"Arrange me to your affairs and find the results as quickly as possible. In addition... give me a map of the whole dark morning camp." Su Ming's voice fell into Emperor Yan Peichen's ears, and immediately made Yan Pei bow his head without hesitation and said that his heart was extremely shocked. Except for Su Ming, he had the highest cultivation, and he could see some clues that others could not see.

At that moment, he had a strong feeling that Su Ming in front of him seemed to be dead and shrouded in death. The death came from the past, which made people feel suppressed and breathless just by looking at it.

However, with the spiritual word issued by Su Ming's mouth, all this suddenly reversed and changed like dead wood in spring. The scene of turning decay into magic echoed in Emperor Yan Peichen's mind and set off a big wave. At the same time, it also made Su Ming more mysterious in his eyes.

At the same time, a jade slip was taken out by Yan Pei. After respectfully handing it to Su Ming, he immediately stepped back a few steps and waited for the rest of Su Ming's orders.

Su Ming took over Yu Jian, took a look and looked back at Yan Pei. He raised his right hand, and immediately a whirlpool suddenly appeared in Yan Pei's eyebrows. His soul flew out in an instant. After integrating into the jade slip in an instant, Yu Jian was put away by Su Ming.

"This jade slip melts your soul. After checking the results, I will meditate on my name in my heart, and I can know your heart." Su Ming turned around and took a step towards nothingness, and disappeared in the one or three-seven realms of the Xiongtu tribe in an instant.

The bald crane followed quickly. Before leaving, he turned back and looked at Yan Pei proudly, but this was not strong, because at the moment when Su Ming's body was full of death, it was hidden in the death, feeling a fear and cold that he had never had in his life.

At this moment, in the anti-sage camp, it was the Xuanjiu anti-sage who raised his hand and tried to grab the seven swirls again. His hand did grasp the Qi swirls, but at the moment he touched it, his right hand collapsed. When his body suddenly retreated, he spewed blood again With his regression, the gas whirlpool instantly integrated into the whirlpool and disappeared.

"The cyclone was his life, and I exchanged my life for his life to lead it out, but in this life, ", it can only lead out this time, I... obviously have seen his death, seen the collapse of his will, and died under the power of breaking the army...

But he... He obviously died in the past, why does he still exist now, why, why is this!!" Xuan Jiu muttered and spewed out blood again. This time, he closed his eyes directly at the moment when the blood spewed out. Although he was not out of breath, he lost his vitality and fell into a coma.

A chill appeared in the hearts of the anti-sage Xiao Song and Feihua beside him in an instant. The two of them looked at each other and were silent.

It was at this time that in the dark morning camp, the three slaves of the dark morning's strongest morning emperor, suddenly opened their eyes from the place of meditation, revealing their fighting spirit and murder. At the moment Su Ming left the one-seven world, he felt the existence of Su Ming.

"I want to fight with you. After this war, my name is Four Slaves!"

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