The moment Su Ming punched out, a cold snort emerged from the void. A violent roar suddenly erupted. Su Ming's body shook violently, and a cracking sound sounded from his whole body as if it was about to collapse.
He grabbed Fang Canglan, rolled his body backwards without hesitation, disappeared in an instant, and appeared hundreds of feet away.
Fang Canglan's face was pale, but her expression was firm. When Su Ming pulled her back, she raised her jade hand without panic and pointed forward.
With this finger, the protective light curtain outside Nanze Road immediately emitted a strong light. The light overflowed and condensed into a point from the edge. It turned into a strong light and roared down, heading straight in front of Su Ming, an illusory blur.
The figure comes.
There was an instant bombardment, and as the roaring sound echoed, Su Ming looked solemn, let go of Fang Canglan's hand, and unleashed all the bone-sacrifice power in his body, taking a step towards the approaching illusory figure.
Almost as soon as he took the step forward, Fang Canglan immediately sat cross-legged and sat aside. Regardless of the danger here and not worrying that Su Ming would be distracted, she closed her eyes and unfolded some magical power before she suddenly spoke.
"The left side is three feet and two, the right is seven feet and nine, the front is two hundred and eighty four, the boundary point of space!"
The moment Fang Canglan said these words, the translucent figure in front of Su Ming flashed with fierce light and looked directly at Fang Canglan. The figure came to Su Ming in an instant, with golden light flashing all over his body.
With one finger, Fang Canglan pressed the three-foot-two void on his left side, and suddenly there was a clicking sound, and the transparent figure paused.
At the moment when he paused, Su Ming's right hand was like a palm, and he pressed it to the right, and a powerful force rushed into the right side of him. The roar echoed, the clicking sound started again, and the transparent figure roared.
He raised his arm as if to create a seal, instead of attacking Su Ming, he pressed it towards Fang Canglan from afar!
It was at this time that Su Ming made a fist with his left hand and struck it at the third position of the space boundary, two hundred feet in front of him. The moment his fist fell, the surroundings of the translucent figure were distorted.
Like the collapse of nothingness, there seemed to be a huge suction force rolling back. The figure was suddenly drawn into it and disappeared.
But even though he disappeared, the murderous intention brought by the palm he pressed towards Fang Canglan was still there. At this moment, he was about to touch Fang Canglan.
With Fang Canglan's cultivation, she couldn't dodge at all. She raised her head and looked at Su Ming, with reluctance in her eyes, but she was smiling.
Seeing that nothing seemed to be able to change, Su Ming's eyes focused, he raised his left hand and pointed at the sky, and pressed his right hand towards the earth.
"The past...the future..." As Su Ming whispered, his figures overlapped and intertwined. The time around him seemed to flow backwards, and the whole world seemed to pause for a moment. The palm print that was pressed towards Fang Canglan also had a momentary pause.
paused and showed a regressive trend.
Without any hesitation, Su Ming took a step forward and teleported, appearing in front of Fang Canglan. When he raised his right hand, the time around him was restored in an instant. Everything around him was moving at a speed several times faster than before.
It flies by like catching up with time.
The palm print collided with Su Ming's right hand, and there was a shocking roar. The palm print collapsed, and blood spilled from the corner of Su Ming's mouth. But he stood there, motionless, because behind him was Fang Canglan, who fell into the trap for him.
A woman in crisis of life and death.
Fang Canglan stared blankly at the back figure in front of her, her eyes becoming more and more gentle.
The palm prints dissipated, and everything returned to normal in the void. What was quite strange was that the strong fluctuations here and the roaring roar did not attract the slightest attention from the other people on Nanze Island. It was as if they had not heard or felt anything.
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"It's exactly this power, but it's a little more agile than the last time..." Fang Canglan spoke softly, stood up, came to Su Ming, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
But the moment her hand touched Su Ming's blood, what made Su Ming and her stunned at the same time was that the blood quickly decayed on Fang Canglan's fingers, turning into black in the blink of an eye, and then into
A breath of death dissipated.
Fang Canglan opened her eyes wide. She didn't know what was happening at this scene. When she looked up at Su Ming, she saw a trace of sadness in Su Ming's eyes.
She was startled, and when she was about to ask, Su Ming closed his eyes.
That translucent figure was no stranger to Su Ming. He felt a trace of Emperor Tian's aura in this figure, but this aura was very weak and seemed to be isolated from the coming of endless nothingness.
At that time, Fang Canglan used his magical power to help Su Ming see the memory at a deeper level, but in the end he failed and attracted the aura of the Emperor. If it weren't for Su Ming, Fang Canglan would have died this time.
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"The spatial boundary points. Are the three points that just connected the void here, allowing the translucent figure to come, called the spatial boundary points?" Su Ming opened his eyes and looked at Fang Canglan.
"How did you know?" Su Ming said calmly.
"I...I don't know what happened, but the moment I felt the aura coming, I saw these three points around him, and he seemed to use these three points to arrive.
The distance between these three points and him is permanent." Fang Canglan said softly with confusion in her eyes. She was still immersed in the scene where the blood on Su Ming's finger turned black and turned into death energy.
Su Ming's expression became more complicated, and images of blood turning into death energy kept appearing in his mind, as well as the three spatial boundary points mentioned by Fang Canglan.
For a long time, Fang Canglan looked at Su Ming, biting her lower lip.
"Why is your blood in my hands like this?"
"I'm tired, Canglan." Su Ming was silent, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slowly closing.
Fang Canglan stood silently aside for a long time. In her bitterness, she felt that the Su Ming in front of her seemed different from that of the past. At this moment, his mood was changeable, hot and cold.
"All of this must be related to his blood turning into death energy in my hands. I will definitely know the reason for this!" Fang Canglan's eyes showed determination, she glanced at Su Ming, turned around and left.
As she left, she couldn't hear what Su Ming muttered.
"Thank you, Canglan."
According to Su Ming's plan, he was going to let Fang Canglan use his special ability to see the memory of the Emperor's servant he captured, but the previous scene made Su Ming temporarily give up this idea.
It is easy for accidents to happen in this matter. If the translucent figure containing a ray of Emperor Tian's aura is guided again, Su Ming knows that with his current cultivation level, he may not be able to protect Fang Canglan's safety after the other party is prepared.
Sitting here silently, watching the sky gradually fade from light to darkness, watching the darkness slowly dissipate. A new day has arrived. In the past few days, the people on the island, under the arrangement of Yu Zongze, have been continuously strengthening their formations.
No, they are trying to make the island sink to the bottom of the sea again. It is not impossible, it just takes some time.
Regarding Fang Canglan, Su Ming is not worried. This woman has changed a lot, and the feeling she brings to Su Ming is also different from the past. Whether it is mental or decisive, this woman, although her cultivation level is not high, has her strange ability.
The magical power is enough to protect one's own safety.
You must know that this is a woman who dares to cultivate in the Bone Sacrifice Stage and kill the barbaric soul in the middle stage. Su Ming will not look down upon such a person.
not to mention……
"Your difference is the first time I have encountered people like you. How many people like you will there be in these barbarian continents..." Su Ming murmured, and the blood in Fang Canglan's hand turned into death energy for a moment.
, Su Ming thought of the scene where he followed the ancient bronze sword from the Yin Sheng Realm, flew out of the whirlpool, saw the stars in the sky, and felt that his whole body was about to be submerged by the rich death energy.
That feeling, if shrunk countless times and turned into a drop of blood, would be the same as before on Fang Canglan's finger.
"Three feet two, seven feet nine, two hundred and forty-eight feet..." Su Ming looked at the junction of the sky and the sea in the distance and murmured, his expression became more and more complicated, and there were memories in his eyes, thinking about these three so-called
space boundary point.
When Fang Canglan said these three directions, Su Ming didn't think too much about it. But after the scene where blood turned into death energy appeared, Su Ming was shocked, and these three numbers continued to appear.
came to his mind.
He vaguely felt that these three directions were very familiar, very familiar... That kind of familiarity was a kind of immortality that was carved in the soul, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and would be unforgettable forever.
"If there is a fourth spatial boundary point, is it three hundred feet seventy-one... If there is a fifth spatial boundary point, is it five hundred feet sixty-three... If there is a sixth spatial boundary point, is it located seven hundred feet?"
One hundred feet and eighty-one..." Su Ming whispered bitterly to himself, how could he forget these six numbers? How could he not be familiar with them!
"Thirty-two, seventy-nine, two hundred and forty-eight, three hundred and seventy-one, five hundred and sixty-three, seven hundred and eighty-one... Grandpa, what on earth are you going to tell me? The Saint of the Fengzhen Tribe back then
Mountain steps, these six numbers you told me, the numbers I remember firmly, I thought they were just places where people can rest, but I didn’t know until now that they... are not." Su Ming closed his eyes,
There were tears shed.
"Grandpa...are you...really grandpa? Are you really the grandpa of Wushan tribe? Are you really the one who raised me from a young age and taught me the principles of life? He taught me to be cautious, think and think..."
The murderous grandpa...
Grandpa, who...are you?" There were more tears under Su Ming's closed eyes.
"Grandpa, is Wushan real, Beiling, Lei Chen, Wula, Bai Ling...all of these, are they real?" Su Ming opened his eyes and looked between the sky and the sea.
He kept crying until the tears dried up, and a deep sadness appeared on his body from then on, until he stood up and did not see the figure of the woman on the distant mountain peak who had been looking at him these past few days.
Until his body took one step towards the sky. (To be continued)