The power of fate can be divided into outer fate and inner fate. In Su Ming's consciousness, he engraved his mark on the souls of the huge group of monks. After the fate of these people is in his hands, he will
This method forcibly turns other monks into one's destiny.
This technique is not upright, but Su Ming doesn't care about this. He cares about becoming stronger before the catastrophe comes, because only in this way can he be able to protect the people he wants to protect.
There are 300,000 monks here in the Southern League, 500,000 monks on the other side of the hurricane, hundreds of thousands of monks from the New Dao Sect, and those at the Ninth Peak. Together, although there are less than 2 million monks,
After all this external power poured into Su Ming's mind at this moment, his aura immediately increased rapidly.
At the same time, there seemed to be more than a million light points in Su Ming's mind. Although each of these light points was weak, they continued to emit the aura that made Su Ming's soul huge.
A monk becomes the outer edge, and after integrating enough of the outer edge into his mind, he naturally turns it into his own inner edge. With the power of the inner and outer edge, he can shake the sky. In conjunction with his cultivation, he can directly cover the starry sky with his soul and use his own thoughts.
Replace Daochen’s thoughts!
This is the path Su Ming has chosen. Now he has walked most of this path. At this moment, with more than one million yuan of Peking Opera in his heart, and as Su Ming's eyes closed, his mind suddenly felt like a stormy sea.
As the roar echoed in his mind, all the light points merged into Su Ming's soul, making Su Ming seem to be transformed into a million people at this moment. He seemed to be able to feel everyone's moods and feelings.
He sees everyone's past, and it even seems as if he can become everyone in an instant as long as he wants to.
"Condensate... the inner edge!" Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened and closed, revealing a faint light. As his aura increased rapidly, the power of his cultivation, which was just a little away from the realm of destruction, exploded vigorously in his body.
, this is his cultivation, which is not as strong as his physical body. But for Su Ming, as long as he can condense the fate method, he can reach perfection once, allowing his cultivation to break through the realm of existence and truly enter the realm of destruction!
Even if Daochen succeeds in seizing the body, Su Ming's cultivation level can reach a terrifying state in one leap. Su Ming doesn't know how strong this state is, but he understands that as long as he succeeds... he will be the true realm of Daochen!
He can do it. When a thought arises, he will rise in the morning; when a thought disappears, he will die in the morning!
Even because the Daochen True Realm is part of the Three Wilderness Realm, if he can successfully seize the body, Su Ming's life level will be raised again, making him truly become a part of the Three Wilderness Realm.
This kind of thing can never be done by anyone except the Shaming Clan in the entire Three Wilderness Realm. Even through the words of the old man Tianling before, the thoughts of resting on the underworld that permeated the Daochen True Realm were faintly pointed out. Su
Ming immediately judged at that time that the person who wanted to seize Daochen's true world. Besides himself, there was also Su Xuanyi!
Even at that moment, Su Ming had some enlightenment. At this moment, as the fate condensed himself, he once again understood the truth.
Su Xuanyi was in seclusion in Daochen Sect. In addition to being sealed and imprisoned, in addition to the existence of Emperor Tian, he also had a crazy ambition. The origin of this ambition was that after the death of his wife, he roared towards the Daochen Realm.
The four pieces that came out.
"This world is shaping the underworld!"
These four words may be a spell or a curse, but no matter what, from that moment on, Su Xuanyi has already begun preparations for seizing the Daochen Realm.
The battle between the Immortal Clan Alliance and the Daochen Sect, and the subsequent opening of the Three Wastelands gap, all of this concealed Su Xuanyi's madness.
With his continuous preparations, he weakened the Daochen Realm little by little, letting the thoughts of resting on it permeate the place, causing more and more people to die here, until now, the Daochen Realm has been weakened to the point where it can be taken away.
The point of giving up.
The reason why he hasn't gone to seize the body yet may be because his soul is not the spirit ancestor after all. There are still some clues, but it is expected that it won't take too long. Once he completes his last step, he will immediately start to seize Daochen.
Abandon.
Su Ming now fully understands all of this.
"I'm faster than you!" Su Ming murmured, and all the more than one million light points in his body seemed to melt. After completely merging with Su Ming's soul, there was a loud bang in his mind. Su Ming
The souls of his souls expanded countless times in an instant, and at this moment, all the monks in Daochen Realm who were branded by Su Ming trembled instantly.
In this trembling, the 300,000 monks below Su Ming all knelt down. On the other side of the hurricane, the ninth peak in the distant starry sky, the New Dao Sect, and the 500,000 surrendered monks from the Southern League also all trembled.
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Their minds could not help but focus on one figure at this moment, and that figure... was none other than Su Ming.
The moment this figure appeared in the minds of more than one million monks, it represented Su Ming's outer edge perfection and his inner edge method. Under this fusion, it was already close to the perfection, until it roared like a drum.
Su Ming was distracted for a moment, and the sound of the drum seemed to echo in the minds of millions of monks. Star maps immediately appeared in Su Ming's eyes, as if his eyes had become the starry sky, and the light inside them was the light of the stars.
His soul expanded rapidly, and his consciousness spread violently at this moment. A feeling of controlling his own destiny and mastering his own destiny immediately emerged in Su Ming's inner aura, which was similar to the will of God.
, but after its appearance, Su Ming's providence became smoother and provided greater assistance!
The emergence of this boost represents Su Ming's inner strength...complete success!
At this moment, his cultivation level broke through the realm of life and entered the realm of destruction. This was the realm of destruction of both the physical body and the monks at the same time. This made Su Ming's combat power stronger again.
Su Ming's eyes revealed a dazzling light. His consciousness dispersed, and his spiritual intention spread. After replacing the thoughts of the surrounding sky, it turned into the will of God and spread rapidly in all directions. As it spread, Su Ming was
The thought of resting that left its mark and filled the Daochen Realm seemed to have turned into a roadbed, guiding the spread of Su Ming's consciousness to suddenly accelerate.
When his consciousness covers the entire Daochen True Realm, that's when he completely begins to seize the body!
Almost at the moment when Su Ming's consciousness spread rapidly, within the sealed Daochen Sect's inner Daohai, a sigh suddenly echoed faintly...
"Finally someone...is going to replace Daochen..."
At the same moment, in the main hall floating in the starry sky in the True Realm of the Underworld, Su Xuanyi's eyes suddenly opened. There were seventy-nine oil lamps around him. Sixty-three of them were burning at this moment, and the remaining ones
It is destruction.
"Damn it, this person really wants to replace Daochen. Daochen's true world is mine. It is an opportunity that I finally created after preparing for countless years. It is mine!!
No matter who you are, you dare to rob Daochen Realm with me, what qualifications do you have to rob Su Mou!!" Su Xuanyi showed a hint of anxiety in his eyes, looked at the unlit oil lamps around him, and fiercely
Grit your teeth.
"That's all, even if it's still a little worse, we can't wait any longer!" Su Xuanyi's eyes showed decisiveness. He closed his eyes fiercely, and his consciousness suddenly dispersed and quickly merged into the sixty-three burning oil lamps.
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My heart is restless and I can’t write any more. My daughter was admitted to the hospital in the morning. She is now in the hospital for some pre-surgery examinations. A lot of blood has been drawn. The child is crying. She just called me crying and said she wanted to find a doctor.
Dad, I know she's scared.
I will have surgery at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning and will need general anesthesia. I will take leave today for three days.
Please forgive me for interrupting the update. I am so anxious that I can’t write a very passionate plot. I don’t care about the monthly ticket, I don’t care about the recommendation ticket, and I don’t care about the book for these three days. Please forgive me...
Ergen is here, thank you all, I have asked the deputy moderator to take care of everyone's emotions these days, alas. (To be continued...)