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Chapter 1313 My Daochen Realm South Alliance
When Su Ming and the old man Tianling were crossing their knees in the hurricane storm outside the Sanhuang Gap, far outside the Daochen True Realm and in the Hades Emperor True Realm, in the main hall floating in the starry sky, Su Xuanyi was sitting cross-legged. On top of an ancient depiction.
The depiction was like a map, permeating the ground of the palace. There were nine intertwined areas on it. In the middle was a circular pattern like the sun. He was sitting cross-legged on the circular sky sun.
His eyes were originally closed, but they opened at some point. There was a hint of hesitation and gloominess in his eyes, as well as a kind of speculation and disbelief.
"The thought of resting in the Daochen Realm...actually lost contact with me..." Su Xuanyi's expression became more and more gloomy. As he murmured, he raised his right hand and pointed at the nine major areas on the surrounding map. One of them, as he pointed his finger in the air, the map of that area suddenly blurred, and a faint vortex appeared, as if to form a picture.
But soon, the vortex collapsed in an instant, and the picture that was about to be formed was also torn apart, and with the sound of crackling, cracks appeared on the ground in that area, as if it was about to be separated from the The overall portrayal is generally separated.
"Who, who broke Su's breath, who led him away!" Su Xuanyi's eyes showed a cold light, he raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the hall, and see To the direction of Daochen Realm in the starry sky.
After a long time, Su Xuanyi's expression calmed down, but the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong.
"Yin Yunzi." Su Xuanyi spoke slowly, and immediately in front of him, a middle-aged man walked out of the void. This man was wearing a black robe. After he appeared, he immediately half-knelt in front of Su Xuanyi. .
"Take my magical weapon and go to the Daochen True Realm to find the mind of resting there and whose will exists there." Su Xuanyi's tone was sinister. He raised his right hand and waved it, and immediately there was a handful of it. The broken sword stabbed into the front of the middle-aged man in black robe.
This broken sword was a broken wooden sword, emitting a dark light. It was unknown what was sealed inside, and it was surrounded by a thick evil aura. The middle-aged man bowed his head and said yes, picked up the wooden sword, and his body turned into nothingness. Disappeared without a trace.
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At the same time, in the Daochen Realm, deep in the area of ​​strong hurricanes, when the giant trees where the 50 Southern Alliance monks were whizzing past, in the endless place above them, the three wilderness In the gap, a figure suddenly appeared at this moment.
The figure raised his head and glanced at the end of the crazy fight between Ni Sheng and An Chen outside the Sanhuang gap, and then lowered his head to look at the Daochen Realm that was obviously unfamiliar to this person.
"Sister, the child you were still thinking about before returning to the ruins has awakened the soul of our clan. Although he does not contain much of the thought of the cold dragon, the female Bingfeng and the male Hanlong of our clan have even a tiny bit of soul. The talents of the saints can also be ignited.
It’s fine if he doesn’t awaken his soul, but the soul of our clan must not be left out. I will kill him before he condenses the appearance of the cold dragon. Don’t blame me for this matter...
As for the sword you asked me to give him..." This figure is a woman, she is the current ancestor of the Anchen Saint Clan and the Soul Clan in the ninth realm of Anchen Suppression!
She whispered softly, and when she raised her right hand, a small sword only as long as a palm appeared in her palm. The color of the small sword was white and spotless.
"I will give it to him, and then kill him to fulfill your wish." The woman was silent, her face was very cold, and even her muttering to herself was like a cold wind sweeping over her. The figure walked forward and gradually disappeared. Inside the hurricane.
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The old man Tianling's words echoed in Su Ming's ears, he looked down at the black spar in his hand, fell silent for a moment, and had the answer he wanted in his heart.
The spar made Su Ming feel familiar before because of the seed of destruction of life. After that, the strangeness in the familiarity of the dripping blood came from the desolate cauldron.
This is a casting spirit stone that allows Su Ming to find the Desolate Cauldron. However, this stone is not complete yet. But once it is complete, Su Ming can feel the fragments of the Desolate Cauldron left in the three desolate sky. .
"That man from Locust must still have a spirit-casting stone on him!" Su Ming looked as usual, but he already had thoughts about this matter in his heart.
Time passed slowly. Su Ming waited for the arrival of 50 SAARC monks outside the hurricane storm. A few days later, ripples reverberated inside the hurricane storm, and bursts of roaring sounds spread out, faintly visible inside. It rolled, as if a wild beast was roaring and trying to rush out.
Su Ming's expression remained as usual, sitting cross-legged and looking at him coldly.
Time passed slowly, and about half an hour later, suddenly, there was a shocking roar. From within the hurricane, a huge tree that was hundreds of feet long and more than ten feet thick emerged from the hurricane. He rushed out violently.
The giant tree carried strong pressure, and nearly a thousand monks sat cross-legged on it. At this moment, they stood up one by one, with excitement and strong murderous intent. The moment the giant tree appeared, the nearly a thousand monks roared in unison, forming a A surge of momentum rose into the sky.
But soon the nearly a thousand monks were stunned, and their eyes instantly fell on Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the distance.
They originally thought that the arrival of their sect would be due to the high attention of the forces here, and the best place for an ambush was obviously this location, but what they saw was that Su Ming was the only one here.
As for the old man Tianling, if he didn't want to, not many people in Sanhuang, Anchen, and Nisheng could see where he was.
This abnormal scene immediately made the nearly a thousand monks on the giant tree look wary. As the giant tree rushed out, the moment the giant tree emerged from the hurricane, more than ten monks immediately appeared. A monk flew up from the giant tree, turned into a rainbow and headed straight for Su Ming.
This was a test, to test Su Ming, who seemed to have no cultivation ability at all, to see what kind of cultivation he had.
These dozen rainbows were about to approach Su Ming. As bursts of magical power and magical weapons shone, strong murderous intent violently erupted from the bodies of these ten people. Their murderous intents connected together, forming a coercive pressure. Come to Su Ming's body.
Su Ming looked calm and didn't even raise his hand to make any move. He just spoke lightly and said one word that contained coldness.
"roll."
As soon as this word came out, the heaven and earth shook violently, and the bodies of the more than ten monks were suddenly frozen in mid-air by an invisible force. At the moment when these more than ten people looked horrified, their bodies suddenly fell backwards. Juan, as if being thrown away, was directly involved in the hurricane. When the shrill screams came out, their bodies were immediately torn into pieces.
This scene immediately shocked the minds of nearly a thousand monks on the giant tree, but they did not step back. Instead, they pressed their hands together on the giant tree. Immediately, the giant tree made a deafening buzz. The speed suddenly increased and he rushed straight towards Su Ming.
A powerful aura spread out from this giant tree, and the aura was so strong that it reached the level of the palm. When it was about to approach Su Ming, Su Ming raised his right hand, and grasped the approaching giant tree in the void. Slowly make a fist.
As he clenched his fist, the giant wood shattered into pieces, and nearly a thousand monks on it let out shrill screams. Many of them wanted to fly out, but they seemed to be condensed in the starry sky and could not leave even half a step, that is, Within a few breaths, there was a huge roar, and the giant tree and the nearly a thousand monks on it seemed to be crushed to pieces by an invisible hand in the starry sky.
As Su Ming unclenched his fist and swung his sleeve forward, the shattered giant trees and monks' broken flesh immediately turned into a strong wind and swept towards the hurricane. This strong wind also contained Su Ming's will, causing these broken pieces to be swept away by the hurricane. When it was rolled away, it turned into a huge face in the starry sky. The face looked like that of Su Ming. It was made up of countless fragments of giant wood and the collapsed flesh and blood of the thousands of monks. It looked extremely ferocious, heading straight towards the hurricane. .
The roaring sound flew away at this moment. The moment the face that contained Su Mingling's meaning came into contact with the hurricane, the hurricane rolled back. This face rushed into it and dispersed the hurricane within tens of thousands of feet. , which exposed more than a hundred majestic giant trees hidden in the hurricane, as well as a large number of monks on the giant trees.
"Now that we're here, why hide it?" Su Ming said calmly, his eyes sweeping over the nearly a hundred giant trees, and even looking at the faintly visible trees behind the nearly a hundred giant trees. Most of them are now hidden in the hurricane. More shadows of giant trees.
"Who are you?" Immediately on the frontmost giant trees among nearly a hundred giant trees, there was an old man with white hair, wearing a white robe, standing on the giant trees, and shouted to Su Ming.
In his opinion, Su Ming sitting there cross-legged was extremely strange, his cultivation level seemed to be non-existent, and he couldn't tell the details at all. It was as if Su Ming's cultivation was vague and uncertain, making it impossible to distinguish.
Although this old man has good cultivation and is a great master of destiny, he does not know that this is a state unique to Ling Xian. Unless this old man is also a Ling Xian, otherwise, he will not be able to detect that the surrounding sky has become Su Ming's providence.
At this moment, his eyes seemed to be normal, but Su Ming could still see the tension and fear in his heart.
"Ninth Peak, Great Elder Mo Su." Su Ming said calmly.
"Kill him!" The old man who was talking to Su Ming suddenly roared, and immediately thirteen figures suddenly flew out from the nearly 13 giant trees. These thirteen figures were all great powers of fate. When they all rushed out, the surrounding heaven, earth and sky seemed to be retreating according to the rules, and there was a faint change. These [-] people did not rush towards Su Ming, but scattered after rushing out, each roared to the sky, and immediately The sky reversed, and all the rules disappeared, as if separating this place from Daochen.
At this moment, four figures suddenly walked out of the giant tree. They were four old men, four strong men with proud expressions who had reached the realm of endless life after their cultivation spread out.
As soon as the four people appeared, their cultivations immediately condensed into aura. This aura swept the four people straight to Su Ming in an instant.
(End of this chapter)