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Volume Four Chapter 1317 The Hall of Destruction

In the world of the Dark Morning camp, no will was born. However, over countless years, because there was only one clan in each world and there was no conflict with each other, some single and weak wills gradually emerged over the years. These wills cannot even be called real wills.

, it is composed of countless thoughts. If given enough time, the tribes in the world can become more powerful and powerful, and even invade other worlds and occupy them.

Then one day, true will will appear.

But now, even if the Soul Clan barely reaches this point with its special talent, the will that is born is still not complete. It can be said that it does not belong to Sanhuang. Because of this weak will, Sanhuang will not pay any attention to it.

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As for Su Ming, he had paid too much attention to these weak wills before, and could even directly dispel them with a wave of his hand. Compared with him, these wills were fragile and vulnerable.

But... Just when Su Ming waved his hand and changed the sky in this world, turning this place into the realm of his will, suddenly, Su Ming clearly noticed that those wills that he had dispersed actually...

····In the process of being crushed, it was merging towards him. This scene made Su Ming's eyes shrink invisibly.

He cannot seize other true realms. This is the warning given to him by the Three Desolations. If Su Ming violates this rule within a hundred years, the Three Desolations will come and the catastrophe will be brought forward.

This scene was not what Su Ming wanted to see, so he did not continue to arouse Sanhuang's vigilance. However, the changes in this place now made Su Ming think of a way to break the situation while double-sided and shrinking.

Almost at the moment when the will of this world was replaced by Su Ming's hand, the middle-aged man was dumbfounded. When he took a breath, he subconsciously stepped back quickly, and looked at Su Ming with disbelief in his eyes.

look of horror.

"you you……"

Before he finished speaking, Su Ming had already turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man coldly. His body swayed and he was approaching. The man in the middle trembled and quickly backed away. He spread his arms to make a seal, and with one hand

He raised his hand toward the sky and roared downwards.

"Ancestor of the Soul Clan, condense your soul into me!!" As his words came out, the stars immediately shook with a bang, and the souls of the Soul Clan's ancestors on countless islands for many years condensed at this moment and merged into this place instantly.

In the middle-aged man's body, his cultivation level continued to rise, surpassing the unspeakable level in an instant, and his cultivation level continued to explode rapidly, but Su Ming didn't care about this explosion.

With a sway of his body, he allowed the middle-aged man's cultivation to continue to increase and his expression to become more ferocious. He approached directly, raised his big sleeve with his right hand and flicked it. During the roar, the middle-aged man's body quickly retreated.

, when he spit out a breath of soul energy, he roared to the sky like crazy.

A large number of souls gathered around him in an instant. Each of these souls was the ancestor of the soul clan. At this moment, when they were condensed, it looked like they had formed a black cloud from a distance. This black cloud rolled in all directions and headed straight towards

Su Ming came roaring towards here. When he looked around, the black cloud seemed to have turned into a big mouth, trying to swallow up the approaching Su Ming.

But the moment the two sides touched, Su Ming snorted coldly and grabbed the void with his right hand. The void immediately turned into a big hand in front of him, grabbing the swallowing black cloud. The roaring sound echoed throughout the soul at this moment.

In the clan world, in this roar, the black cloud that condensed the souls of countless ancestors of the soul clan let out a shrill roar. It trembled as if it wanted to break free from Su Ming's hand, but it was impossible to do so.

After being caught by Su Ming, the black cloud roared earth-shatteringly, and countless shadows appeared. These shadows were scrambling to escape from the black cloud, but they were unable to do so. They could only let Su Ming catch him.

As Su Ming's body sank, as Su Ming stood in front of his currently blank tombstone...

Su Ming grabbed the majestic black cloud with his right hand, raised his index finger and used the black cloud as ink, and began to carve on the blank stone tablet.

"Mother... Chensu's Tomb..." When each of these words is written, there will be a more stern roar echoing in the black cloud, and each word condenses a lot of

The souls of the ancestors of the soul clan were constantly dissipating in the pitiful roars. This was Su Ming condensing their souls into words to worship his mother.

The black mass continued to shrink, and a despair enveloped all the souls within it, especially the middle-aged man, who was trembling and trembling with the most shrill voice. This kind of pain is difficult to describe, but for these ancestors of the Soul Clan, it is worth mentioning.

Compared to everything in the world.

There are two types of people who have died once. One is indifferent to death, but the vast majority are more afraid of death than before. These ancestors of the Soul Clan are this type of people. In their miserable screams,

Su Ming started writing and carving again.

"Son... Su Ming, with the soul of the ancestor of the soul clan, I offer my sincere tribute." When all the words were written, the black cloud in Su Ming's right hand dissipated in an instant.

The last one to disappear was the middle-aged man. After his soul was crushed by Su Ming, he wrote the last word. This kind of desperate pain made the middle-aged man go crazy until the moment before he disappeared.

, he seemed to have returned to the past, when he watched the saint of the clan give birth to a son from a foreigner. The jealousy and madness in his heart made him erase the existence of the other party after his death.

This was the last scene in his memory, and after that... there was a blank. These words had consumed the souls of all the ancestors of the Soul Clan over the years. If Su Ming was not willing to punish just one clan leader, this generation of saints would all be punished if they did not stop him back then.

Punishment, not to mention the ancestors of the soul clan who had watched Su Ming's mother have her inscription erased and her soul dispersed.

They didn't stop it, which... to Su Ming, was wrong in itself!

After releasing his right hand, the surroundings were silent. Su Ming looked at the tombstone silently. After a long time, he knelt there for three days.

Three days later, Su Ming stood up, looked at the tombstone again, turned around and walked into nothingness.

The empty starry sky was filled with Su Ming's will. As his will spread, countless subtle wills from this world continued to blend in and condensed into Su Ming's will, gradually nourishing his will.

A little stronger than before.

Walking in the starry sky of the Soul Clan, the bald crane followed Su Ming without saying a word. It saw Su Ming's actions on the stars, saw Su Ming kneeling in front of the tombstone, and stayed with Su Ming at this moment.

Next to him, he walked silently. He didn't know where Su Ming was going, but if Su Ming didn't speak, he didn't speak either.

Until in front of Su Ming, a very ordinary star appeared. There was not much spiritual power on it, it was very desolate, and there were only a few monks on it.

Su Ming looked at the star, and walked over in silence for a moment. On the star, in the continuous mountains in the northeast, Su Ming stood there, looking at a village at the foot of the mountain, where...he was there

In the years when his soul was still lingering, he saw the place where his mother was born.

Watching silently for a long time... Su Ming spoke lightly.

"Get out or die."

Su Ming's evil spirit has not dissipated, and it is impossible to dissipate it just because he wiped out the souls of all the ancestors of the Soul Clan to worship his mother. Although he has never seen this mother, but... this is

His mother!

Now that the soul is gone, the reason for all this is the previous generation of the soul clan. Su Ming did not exterminate the soul clan, which is already a mercy. This evil spirit is in his heart and it is difficult to dissipate. If someone with blind eyes comes to provoke him at this time,

Then we will face Su Ming...who is murderous!

And just... there is indeed a blind person who appears.

"Extremely arrogant!" As the cold voice swirled, Cang Sannu's figure suddenly appeared on another mountain peak not far behind Su Ming. Standing there, looking at Su Ming, there was a strong look in his eyes.

Fighting spirit.

"I can't say anything about the emperor, Cang..." Cang Sannu flicked his sleeves and spoke in a cold voice. But as soon as he said this, before he could say his name, Su Ming suddenly turned his head, with a confused look on his face.

Revealing a touch of ferocity and murderous intent.

"Get lost!" As soon as the word "Go away!" came out, the sky and the earth roared, the entire stars shook, and the entire world trembled, like thunder roaring, echoing throughout the world for a moment, the nothingness in front of Su Ming instantly distorted, and Cang Sannu's face turned pale.

Suddenly, the mountains beneath me collapsed at that moment. Instead of falling into pieces, they turned into ashes in an instant.

Blood spurted out from Cang Sannu's mouth seven times in a row, and his body retreated seven thousand feet. When he finally stopped, he raised his head sharply, with a look of horror on his face.

When Su Ming's voice echoed throughout the Soul Clan world, Cang Sannu was shocked. At the same time, in this Soul Clan world, there were three men in black robes. Their bodies were surrounded by a mist, and they appeared in the Soul Clan world.

The three people dispersed quickly. Wherever they passed, Su Ming's will actually seemed to be transparent after being touched. It seemed that these three men in black robes could not be found. It seemed that there was some kind of strange thing in these three people.

, can avoid Su Ming's will.

They divided into three directions, and in a blink of an eye, they transformed into countless people and entered the soul clan world. They looked for the strong person in this star on almost every cultivation star and whispered something.

"The will of your soul clan world has been taken away by someone. This person has a murderous, cruel and cold personality. After taking away the will of your world, all the people in this world will surely die within five hundred years, and a catastrophe will come.

Even from then on, all the monks in your world could no longer make any progress in their cultivation, so people... took away everything that belonged to you!

This person's character is like a ghost, and his cultivation is like a tree. If there are many trees, a forest will become... He can be cut down continuously and cannot be destroyed. He can only be sealed!

We come from...the Hall of Death!"

These three men in black robes said such words to all the strong men they could find in the soul clan world. Those strong men would not believe it easily in their silence, but the words "Death of Life Palace"...

…It seems that all doubts have been eliminated and become a firm belief.

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