Chapter 1348 Taoist God

In this life, Sangxiang has not touched the endless aisle, but in its realm of that year, it can feel the endless existence of Tao, which is a feeling that can be seen but can't be touched.

Therefore, at the moment of detecting this breath, the word "debut boundless" can only emerge in its mind. Although it is only a wisp of such breath and enlightenment, it is also a dream for it.

Sanhuang is the same. Compared with the unspeakable state of great perfection that the mulberry phase has reached, from the moment when the three wilderness was not a perfect success, he lost the opportunity to become a great perfection.

Unless he can completely take up Sangxiang, and he... In these countless periods, he did exactly like this, but he can't succeed, he can only eat. Maybe if he is given enough time, he can succeed one day, but even so, he only reaches the strongest of Sangxiang, and the great perfection is unspeakable. Already.

However, after taking away most of the mulberry phase, Sanhuang also gained a lot of memory inheritance. There is the desire of mulberry relative to the boundless road, which makes the three wilderness natural, and you can see the boundless road... It also makes him understand the realm that Su Ming is trying to understand the realm of enlightenment at the moment of Su

As for the old man who died, for a person who can still survive after the death of many mulberry butterflies, and even have some kind of big plan, how can he not know the boundless, not to mention anything else, just a few contacts with the mysterious burial in his mouth, can make him clearly remember the breath of the boundless way, and Afraid.

"In the realm of Taoism, even if this whole vast person with talent, it is never possible to step into this realm of practice with an epiphany!

I devoured the power of life before the death of three mulberry phases, and I can only barely touch them. How can you succeed!

This Su Ming... He can't do it!" The old man stared at the starry sky, raised his right hand in a gloomy look, and grabbed Su Ming's palm print on the wooden tablet in front of him. The palm print was immediately blurred.

"Everything has to be done according to the original plan. Sacrifice is a sacrifice, and it is impossible to find out the palm of my hand." Despite his words, the old man looked up at the starry sky from time to time, which showed his rare tension for countless years, except in the face of mysterious burial.

"There is not enough resentment, anger, sorrow and resentment. I order you to wait with all your strength to gather resentment!" The old man clenched his fist with his right hand. When he opened, three souls suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The words were directly transmitted into the three souls, and were instantly felt by the three black-robed people in the anti-holy camp at this moment.

In different areas, after a moment of silence, the three of them instantly emitted more splits. Each split was the appearance of Su Ming. They scattered together and set off a bloody storm towards every boundary of the anti-holy camp.

Life is ruined, and every split that turns into the appearance of Su Ming is like an individual with a unique consciousness. In this killing, in this cold-blooded ruthlessness, Su Ming's name is left.

This name, like a curse, gradually became the meaning of deep hatred in the mouths of countless monks in the anti-holy camp.

Until this fluctuation spread to the dark morning camp, under the condensation of a trace of resentment, the resentment surrounding the whole dark morning against the holy world has been extremely strong.

When this situation has been maintained for ten years, Su Ming is still wandering in a daze in the world of the fourth wing. He has passed through many places and the whole world of the fourth wing, and many people can occasionally see Su Ming in the starry sky.

No life can approach Su Ming. As for those who are hostile, they will often be rebounded by different strengths and weaknesses according to different degrees of cultivation at the moment of action, just like the old man who killed.

Time passes slowly, and soon it will be another ten years, a total of twenty years. For mortals, it is a child who becomes a youth. For monks, it is only 20 years in the blink of an eye, especially those old monsters who have survived countless years in this world. Twenty years is like a moment.

Whether it is a shepherd boy, an old man in a purple robe, or the young man in white with a sword, the three of them have already completed the preparation for inheritance. They even have many Taoist friends. Under the persuasion of the three, they also understood all this, condensed together, and tried to leave their own inheritance.

They also saw Su Ming, who had been wandering in the starry sky for 20 years. They couldn't get close, but they faintly felt that there was a breath on Su Ming that made him tremble, as if he was going to rise slowly... They watched and waited silently for the day when Su Ming woke up.

When the first Jiazi arrived, it can be said that all the awakening old monsters in the fourth wing sky lack world. None of them have seen Su Ming, the wandering of Jiazi's years, the blank look and the stronger and stronger breath on his body, making Su Ming's passing, the void and starry sky are distorted, and even... Where it passed, the loud roar that appeared here for a long time stopped.

At this time, how can the monks in this world not know? Su Ming obviously fell into an epiphany. This epiphany cannot be disturbed. If it can continue, this person will either succeed in epiphany and reach a shocking state, or... it is the failure of epiphany, but in any case, no matter which one is this epi The realm is something that can be encountered but not sought.

The passage of time, for Su Ming, he doesn't know at all, so he has no thoughts and forgotten everything. If no one interferes, Su Ming can always realize the day when the whole world is destroyed.

He doesn't know how many years have passed, and he doesn't know how much resentment his name has condensed in the dark morning. These things are not in Su Ming's state at this moment.

His only feeling is to find the truth, solve the puzzle, and find an understanding. If there is an empty road in front of him, he will go down this road. Even if there is no end, he will not turn back.

In this Jiazi, Sangxiang and Sanhuang are silently feeling the existence of Su Ming. They don't know whether Su Ming can succeed, but this matter is so important that it can determine the pattern of the world.

This is especially true for the old man. In this Jiazi, nearly 90% of his life was spent staring at Su Ming until... another Jiazi passed.

After 120 years, Su Ming still had no sign of awakening, but the boundless breath on his body became stronger and stronger. Until this time, the anxiety in the old man's heart had reached the point of an outbreak. He could no longer let Su Ming feel it, although he was very sure that he was right. Fang can't succeed, but... he still can't sit idly by and watch this happen.

He is afraid...in case!

At this moment, which was only more than three hundred years away from the destruction of the whole mulberry phase, he could not allow a trace of accident. His expression gradually twisted, and his eyes slowly showed decisiveness. His right hand suddenly raised and his eyes fell on the three souls.

"Step into the three wilderness, take all the heads of the ninth peak sect there, and send them here... With their blood, force this person to wake up!" The old man's words were gloomy, which was the only way he could think of to break Su Ming's epiphany.

Almost at the moment when his words were introduced to the three souls, the dark morning reverse saint had set off a bloody storm in almost the world of Su Po's camp here, forming the three black-robed people with endless resentment. They chose to obey in silence and took back their splits. The three of them turned into three black rainbows and went straight Go away with your mouth.

Almost the words of the old man came out, and the three people in black robes rushed to the gap. Around the old man, a sigh came from the void.

"Why do you do this?" This sigh was extremely abrupt. When the old man looked up fiercely, a figure came out of nothingness in front of him. The appearance of this figure... It was Su Ming.

But the old man clearly felt that Su Ming was wandering blankly in the epiphany at this moment.

"Taoist God!" The old man's eyes shrank, and the moment he opened his mouth, Su Ming's figure, who came out of nothingness in front of him, raised his right hand and slowly slapped forward.

His figure looks real, but in fact it is illusory and vague. At the moment when the palm was raised, the eyes of the old man's death flashed. Under his body shaking, a vague figure also appeared in front of him. This figure looked exactly the same as Su Ming in the way of composition!

In an instant, the two figures touched each other.

With this blow alone, the fourth world was torn open in front of the two people in an instant. This crack runs through nothingness, such as light and darkness will never be compatible.

At the moment when the crack appeared, the ancient boat hidden by the old man was revealed from the distortion. In the moment, the old man's hair flew, and the illusory body in front of him turned into a little crystal and dissipated.

But in the same way, Su Ming's illusory figure also dissipated on the other side of the crack. When he dispersed, he shook his head with a trace of regret and decisiveness in his expression.

"In the years of two Jiazi, I actually realized the extent of the formation of Taoist gods, Su Ming... I underestimated you, but so what? You can't hurt me, and I can't hurt you, so... After more than 300 years, there will still be a break between you and me.

For more than 300 years, it's not far away!" The old man smiled at the corners of his mouth. When he opened his mouth, his body was connected with the ancient boat, and gradually disappeared into nothingness with Su Ming's figure. Only the crack that divided the world still existed to witness the occurrence of this scene.

In the starry sky, Su Ming, who was wandering in a daze, suddenly stopped, and his breath slowly froze. His expression was no longer blank. He slowly opened his eyes.

"After more than 300 years, when we meet again... you, or you?" Su Ming was silent for a long time and opened his mouth faintly.

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