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Volume 5 My Daochen World Chapter 1170 Reunion!

Su Ming was silent, looking at the grimace mark on his senior brother's chest, he picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp. The wine overflowed from the corner of Su Ming's mouth and sprinkled on his body, but he didn't care.

Su Ming was not good at drinking, and even though he would drink from time to time on weekdays, he had to use his cultivation to refine his drinking, but today he didn't.

"Tell me about you, you...you..." The senior brother sighed. He didn't need to ask some questions, he already knew that the little junior brother in front of him looked strange and had never been seen before. He was obviously taken away from his body.

Come.

His cultivation even made his senior brother feel unfathomable when he looked at it, but precisely because of this, he could understand that the other party's experiences over the years must have been a narrow escape from death.

From being a small cultivator back then to becoming a powerful person now, the span of cultivation, the sacrifice of one's body, all of this actually goes without saying.

Su Ming drank wine and softly talked about his experiences since he stepped into the Divine Origin Star Sea and lay like a dead body on the red fire star.

He didn't say it with too much faith, but those understatement words fell in the ears of the senior brother, causing him to drink ten jars of wine without even realizing it.

"The Divine Source Star Sea, various tribes, and alien lands..." Su Ming murmured, as if he was talking, but also as if he was talking to himself.

When the senior brother heard that Su Ming had found the traces of Tian Xiezi, the senior brother trembled. He remained silent until he heard what Su Ming said and that the master accepted the fourth disciple.

At the end, when Su Ming told his experiences and speculations about the fifth sea, the senior brother's right hand trembled and he remained silent.

"I don't know if there is Master among those people, but I can feel that there should be..." Su Ming lowered his head, picked up the wine jar, and drank another jar, then he

drunk.

"I took away Daokong, left the Divine Origin Star Sea with my identity, went to Daochen Sect, and became His Highness of Daochen Sect. I... saw the father I thought I was at that time." Su Ming smiled.

, there is no bitterness in that smile, but free and easy, as if telling someone else's story and has nothing to do with one's own.

"The Seed of Destruction is a joke, just a parasitism. The dream of Wushan leaves no room for me to retain its beauty. Even if I don't want to understand, I can still know that it is false.

All of this is just Su Xuanyi's plan, and I... am just a point in his plan, which can be erased when it is completed."

Everything in the past, in Su Ming's mouth, echoed in the ears of senior brother as he drank jars of wine, lingering for a long time.

"So, you created the sect called Ninth Peak in this broken Daochen Realm just to turn Daochen Realm into your rules and will, and even replace the will of this world, so that this world can be called yours.

thing?

However, you named it after the Ninth Peak. Once the situation is established, how could Su Xuanyi not know about it? He will definitely be able to guess... your comeback!" The senior brother glanced at Su Ming and spoke softly.

"Since you dare to do this, I don't believe you are not prepared."

"That's right, I have set the Ninth Peak. In addition to finding you, I don't care if Su Xuanyi knows it. I don't care if anyone knows it. Even if I know it, what's the use? What I need is to master the Daochen True Realm.

When the hurricane from the outside world dissipates and the Anti-Sage comes, with my identity and power, I still have to meditate even if the Anti-Sage is shaken.

Otherwise, Su Xuanyi can collapse a gap. I, Su Ming, imitated it and collapsed with a true world. If there was no gap before, I couldn't open another one out of thin air. But now that there is a gap, the three wastelands are no longer complete.

, then it would be much easier. Using a true world to self-destruct can also create a gap!

This is what the Dark Morning camp needs, but it is definitely not what Nisheng needs. I have even thought that when people from the Dark Morning camp arrive, they must have such thoughts and preparations.

I also guessed that this was also part of Su Xuanyi's plan, and he could foresee such an ending!" Su Ming took a big gulp of wine and laughed.

"The Three Wastelands will be destroyed, and the power of heaven cannot reverse this matter. The four true worlds are about to perish, and it is impossible to reverse this matter. Knowing that the result is like this, I naturally want to expand my power infinitely before this outcome is destined.

Strength, to enhance your own cultivation, to strive for that glimmer of good fortune and vitality in this catastrophe!

It cannot be destroyed or established. If the Three Desolations are destroyed, if I, Su Ming, can get that glimmer of creation and vitality, why can't I... take the Three Desolations instead? It doesn't matter if I take away one person's body. My thoughts are unstoppable to anyone who hears them.

I feel crazy, but I still want to try... Seize the Three Wilderness Realms!!" Su Ming laughed, his voice swirled, but it would not spread around, and would not be heard by outsiders, but could only be heard by others.

Only in this state, in front of his eldest brother who is like a family member, would he reveal his shocking ambition!

The elder brother's heart was shaken strongly. He looked at Su Ming. After drinking, he looked at Su Ming, who was free and easy with a hint of madness and even looked down on the world. He faintly saw something in Su Ming that seemed like he could collapse.

Against the Holy Spirit, a sign of overthrowing the Dark Morning.

This is just his feeling. This feeling even seems ridiculous to outsiders. It is extremely ridiculous for a mere monk to dare to talk about the three desolations. Not to mention the feeling in the heart of the senior brother, it is even more ridiculous for any person.

A monk would find it ridiculous and completely impossible.

But at this moment, Senior Brother, he clearly felt this.

This is an indescribable aura. It is not the fluctuation of cultivation, the existence of temperament, nor is it a ripple formed from the inside and outside that changes the surrounding environment. It is a kind of... caused by extreme madness, due to extreme

The destruction, due to the extreme killing and distortion, intertwined together, forming an arrogance that makes people tremble from the heart!

"If you want to do this, I will be a part of it." The senior brother did not hesitate, but let out a hoarse laugh, which contained a powerful evil spirit.

Su Ming picked up the wine jar, put it to his mouth and drank it in one gulp. But just in the middle of drinking, he suddenly put the wine jar down. His eyes that were originally drunk suddenly showed a bright light and looked towards the distant starry sky.

The senior brother's expression changed, and he looked over. After a moment, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and even stood up. When he looked at Su Ming, a smile had already appeared on his face, and the smile was filled with excitement.

With joy, with the drunken laughter he had now.

"I'm going to get drunk today. Today... the Ninth Peak, after more than a thousand years of separation, we are finally here together!!" Senior Brother's laughter was hearty, and the sound swirled around the starry sky, and even reached the people who are here at this moment.

In the hurricane outside the ripples, a lone boat was speeding towards here.

On the lonely boat, the gentle man no longer drank, but stared blankly into the distance. Excitement slowly appeared in his eyes, especially the big man behind him, who was looking ahead, with a simple and honest face at this moment. With tears in his eyes, he muttered to himself.

"It's Senior Brother's aura, around him, that's...that's..."——

As I write this, I suddenly feel that I am not very good at writing. I need to think carefully about it and add the few hundred words in this chapter to tomorrow's chapter.

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