Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like Our First Meeting Volume 5 My Daochen Realm Chapter 1210 The Grace of Perfection

"The Great Underworld has three major talents: years, seizing body clones, and the realm of the Underworld. This thought of breathing the underworld is the third major talent of the Great Underworld, which forms the basis of the realm of the Underworld.

The art of the underworld should have been deployed in this world some years ago, so the power of heaven and earth in this world has become increasingly thinner. The reason why it is thin is because the other powers of heaven and earth have been slowly transformed.

Under this transformation, anyone who dies in this world will turn into underworld energy and become part of the nourishment of this world. "The old man said calmly.

Su Ming's eyes flashed invisibly when he heard this.

"Is there a way to solve it?" He looked at the old man Tianling.

"The person who performs this technique has ordinary cultivation and is not a spiritual master, but there is a sense of luck inheritance in this person. He should be a very important person in your Great Underworld Department.

However, there are still some differences between this person's magic and the Great Hades that I saw back then. Although I don't understand the magical powers of the Great Hades and cannot decipher them, I can still change them. "The old man Tianling looked around, raised his right hand to grab the void, and immediately a trace of cyan tobacco suddenly appeared in his hand. The tobacco was surrounded by the old man's hand, and there were dozens of distorted faces in it. Let out a shrill, silent roar.

"Senior, can you help me kill this person?" Su Ming said suddenly.

"I will only help you resist the disaster. I will choose to help you with other matters, but don't mention the obliteration again." The old man Tianling glanced at Su Ming and said calmly.

"What if someone else comes to take the initiative to cause trouble for this junior?" Su Ming was silent for a moment and said again.

"Before your catastrophe, no one can touch you in the Three Desolations or Dark Morning Rebellion." The old man turned his head and looked at the green silk in his hand. His voice was calm, but there was an aura of looking down on the world. That is an absolute confidence, he has succeeded in ascension eight times. It can be said that he is the strongest among the monks in the Three Wastelands. Even in Anchen and Nisheng, there may be people with the same cultivation level as him, but even if such people exist, they will never easily provoke the old man Tianling.

"Thank you, senior. I wonder how senior can change the mind of this world?" Su Ming stood up and bowed deeply to the old man.

"How do you want to change?" The old man Tianling glanced at Su Ming. Said slowly.

"Senior, can you transfer this thought of breathing to the underworld to the junior to strengthen the junior's underworld gate!" Su Ming said calmly with a light of ambition in his eyes.

"Seizing someone else's body in another sense is indeed worthy of the Great Underworld, even if you grew up in Daman. But the predatory nature in your bones is the soul that cannot be erased.

That’s all, since you have spoken out about this matter, how can you fulfill it? "The old man stood up, raised his right hand and waved it in front of him. Immediately, the starry sky roared with endless roar. The hurricanes all around collapsed at this moment, and after regrouping, they turned into another strong wind sweeping across. If this The starry sky turned into the sea. There were huge waves.

With Su Ming and the old man as the center, the entire Daochen True Realm was void. Countless cyan auras appeared in all of them at this moment. These auras were violently raging, and they were constantly swirling as the strong wind swept across them. Countless distorted faces immediately appeared in those blue hairs.

Those faces were like innocent souls. They were the souls of all the people who had died in the Daochen Realm over the past tens of thousands of years. These souls let out silent roars in the distortion, and swirled around the entire Daochen. The old man next to Su Ming raised his left hand and turned toward Su Ming suddenly pointed.

"In my opinion, this is the way to identify where this world belongs!" The moment the old man spoke calmly, invisible fluctuations appeared everywhere in the entire Daochen True Realm. This fluctuation was not caused by cultivation. It spreads, but is enveloped by the old man's spiritual intention.

At this moment, he... replaced the will of Daochen Zhenjie and turned this Daochen Zhenjie into his will. At this moment, as long as all the lives that exist in Daochen Zhenjie, their lives The fires all dimmed together...

As he raised his right hand and pointed towards Su Ming, immediately under the will of his spiritual master, all the thoughts of rest and darkness in the Chenzhen Realm were instantly erased, and all the will existing in them was wiped out. Su Ming's will was forcibly imprinted.

This kind of thing has already been transformed into the scope of changing the sky. Except for this old man, no other monks in the entire Sanhuang can do it.

Su Ming's mind roared with an endless roar at this moment. At the same time, he clearly felt that the Daochen True World seemed to be in his mind. He felt the endless underworld energy in this world, which was looming and looming. , but it was everywhere, and Su Ming even had a strong feeling that as long as he moved his mind, he could immediately absorb all the underworld energy into the underworld gate in his body.

He saw the Ninth Peak where the Senior Brother and others were, saw almost every monk on the Ninth Peak, and even further away, the New Dao Sect whose existence had been erased.

Even in the Daochen Realm, Su Ming saw more than a hundred teleportation points. There were traces in each of these teleportation points, which were traces of entering the Daochen Sect.

He saw Patriarch Huo Kui and Zhu Youcai on a certain star, as well as some fellow Taoists in the war hall, and also saw the remaining monks in some remote corners of the Chenzhen Realm.

In the hurricane storm outside the gap of the Three Wildernesses, Su Ming saw an army of nearly half a million monks, sitting cross-legged under giant trees, speeding with giant trees, breaking through the hurricane and approaching.

In this monk, Su Ming's consciousness swept over him, and when he was about to sweep it away, his consciousness suddenly focused and landed on a woman standing at the head of a giant tree in the army of 500,000.

The woman was wearing purple clothes, with a scorpion mark between her eyebrows. She was looking forward with provocative eyes. There was a purple scorpion on her shoulder, and the scorpion tail was rubbing the woman's face. Behind the woman was a man. Young man, that young man looked proud, but every time he looked at the woman, he would become cautious, and would continue to flatter her.

When he saw the woman and the young man, Su Ming was shocked. The woman was Xu Hui, and the man was the one who sold items on the lotus platform in Su Ming's memory in the Daochen Sect where His Highness was being tested. Deshun.

Judging from the direction in which this group of monks were heading, it would probably take less than half a month for the hurricane storm to break out of the Sanhuang Gap and appear in front of Su Ming.

After a moment of silence, Su Ming's consciousness swept across again. This time he looked at the area belonging to the Southern Alliance outside the hurricane of the Sanhuang Gap. As he swept across, he also saw... the land of death there! !

However, as soon as Su Ming's consciousness approached the Land of Yin Death, he immediately felt a strong repulsive force within the Land of Yin Death. This force was so strong that it made the Land of Yin Death seem to be a whole. In general, while being incompatible with Daochen's true world, it also seems that he does not belong to Daochen's true world.

In this rejection, all of Su Ming's spiritual consciousness suddenly condensed here, and he suddenly rushed towards it. With the old man Tian Ling here, Su Ming needed to seize this opportunity to act, otherwise, once the old man Tian Ling was around, Xunhuang Jie's revenge will leave Su Ming no matter life or death. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, if he doesn't make more use of it, Su Ming will not give up.

The moment this impact touched the Land of Yin Death, it immediately formed a roar. In this roar, Su Ming borrowed the spirit of the old man Tianling and merged it with his own spirit, and he rushed through the repulsion. Entered into the vortex of death.

The moment he rushed in, Su Ming's consciousness immediately spread out and tried to integrate into every space within it. However, this integration was only 20% completed. Su Ming's mind was shaken. He felt that this sinister... The death vortex did not seem to appear out of thin air, but was created for some reason. The reason existed in the depths of the vortex, but Su Ming's consciousness could not probe too deep. After integrating into 20% of the world, the sky and the earth were all red. In the world, after Su Ming was shocked by the scene he saw, his consciousness and spiritual intention were immediately hit by a majestic and almost terrifying repulsion, and he was forced out of the world. The place of death.

"That aura is...Emperor Tian!" Su Ming's mind was shaken. After his consciousness left the vortex of death, he immediately returned without hesitation. However, when passing through the gap in the Three Desolations, his consciousness paused and went straight to The Sanhuang gap went away until he saw a huge tearing gap at the end of the sky, and outside the gap, he saw a war taking place with hundreds of millions of participants!

That was the battle between Ni Sheng and Dark Morning. This war seems to be coming to an end now...

Su Ming regained consciousness and returned from the gap area of ​​the Three Wastelands. But just as he passed one of the more than a hundred teleportation points outside the Daochen Sect, suddenly, a weak and tired voice came to Su Ming's ears. sound.

"Which old friend is it..." This voice belongs to Dao Haizhi!

Su Ming's silence did not reveal any consciousness. He suddenly shrank and returned to his body, his eyes suddenly opened and closed.

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness!" Su Ming looked at the old man Tianling in front of him, cupped his fists and bowed deeply. In this bow, Su Ming showed unprecedented sincerity and contained strong gratitude.

Because he understood that the other party's actions were not just as simple as transferring the mind of this world to himself. He also transferred the will of Daochen to himself, even though this was the direction in Su Ming's heart. , but if he really does it, it will actually be very difficult, and it will also take a very long time.

But now... after the forcible transfer and change by the old man Tianling with his own spiritual intention, it has undoubtedly provided a strong impetus for Su Ming to replace Daochen, shortening the time and making it possible for Su Ming to succeed. From a few percent before, we have reached the level of complete certainty today.

All he needs is enough outer edges. After condensing these outer edges into his own destiny, he can use his spiritual intention... to seize the morning realm of the body! (To be continued...)