Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 6 Three Desolations Chapter 1291 Three Things (First Update)

!In the face of absolute strength, power is nothing. !

Su Ming already possesses this strength. He looked at the Anchen Nisheng who collapsed like a piece of loose sand, and looked at the Ninth Peak monks and barbarian tribesmen who were fighting for days and rushed out to pursue him. Su Ming's face showed a smile.

There were casualties in this battle, but the cultivation of monks is a kind of robbery of life. It is a rugged road. Death is not terrible on this road. What is terrible is the fear of death and the loss of a firm confidence.

Looking at the starry sky, Su Ming took a step forward. When he landed, he was already inside the gate of the Ninth Peak. He appeared next to the second senior brother who was concentrating on the changes in the battlefield with a look of confidence and elegance.

"Second Senior Brother." Su Ming spoke softly.

The moment he spoke, the second senior brother turned around sharply. The senior senior brother who had been sitting cross-legged and meditating not far away seemed to have opened his inner eyes at this moment and paid attention to Su Ming.

Su Ming's figure appeared in front of the second senior brother, with a smile and a bow with cupped fists.

The eldest brother did not have a head, but his body was filled with joy at this moment. The second brother's spirit perked up and he hugged Su Ming while laughing.

"I knew you would be fine." The second senior brother put his hands on Su Ming's shoulders as he laughed, and looked at him carefully, his expression showing a sense of brotherly friendship.

"You should have been here a long time ago. How about this battle, your second senior brother?" The second senior brother said with a smile on his face with a touch of pride.

The eldest brother also stood up. As he walked slowly towards him, he raised his right hand and hugged Su Ming. There were no words, but all the concern was in the hug between the brothers. Needless to say.

Feeling the powerful beating of his senior brother's heart, Su Ming, even though his cultivation had reached an incredible level, and even though he was second only to Sanhuang in terms of strong will, at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his cultivation. He only knew that he was The younger brother of Ninth Peak, the younger brother who is always protected by three senior brothers.

"Second Senior Brother, you showed your style in this battle." Su Ming looked at the proud Second Senior Brother with a smile on his face and spoke softly.

Amid the laughter of the second senior brother, a rainbow roared in the distance. Before the figure approached, Huzi's voice came like the roar of thunder.

"Grandma, this was a great battle. Senior brother and second senior brother, look at how many people Huzi killed in this battle... Hmm?" Huzi was approaching with a roar as he opened his mouth, but at the moment when he was approaching, he Suddenly he saw Su Ming's voice.

"Junior brother!" Huzi paused, looked at Su Ming, then quickly came over with long strides, stepped forward and hugged Su Ming.

"You, you, you... Do you know how many times the second senior brother went to watch silently outside the whirlpool of death after you disappeared? Do you know how many times the senior senior brother desperately tried to break through the cultivation base just to avoid the consequences? Let you always wander between life and death in the future.

Do you know that Hu Zi and I have not slept for how many days in order to set up the formation? Junior brother, if you listen to Hu Zi, don’t walk on the ninth peak when you come back this time. Can we senior brothers be together for a long time? ! "

As Huzi spoke, his excitement turned into whimpering outside. He was a big man like a tiger, a ferocious man who killed people without blinking an eye. Even his smile was full of ferocity, and his whole body was full of evil energy.

But in front of Su Ming, in front of his second senior brother and senior brother, he was just like a child, a tiger who liked to laugh, cry and peek.

"Junior brother, are you still leaving this time?" The second senior brother was silent for a moment and looked at Su Ming.

Although the senior brother did not speak, at this moment he seemed to be waiting for Su Ming's answer.

Su Ming was silent and did not speak. He looked at his senior brother, second senior brother and Hu Zi, and after a long time he nodded slowly.

"When I deal with the last three things, I will return to the Ninth Peak and never leave for a hundred years."

Night, the night of the Ninth Peak, the starry sky is thousands of miles away, and it is bright. The battle during the day has ended. At this moment, most of the monks have rested and meditated. There are only a few who are quickly repairing the formation, allowing the formation to slowly fill the gap. heal.

On the ninth peak, the moonlight was shining, and around a table, the senior brother was sitting at the top, the second senior brother was on the left, Hu Zi was on the right, and Su Ming was at the bottom.

This is a gathering of sects. There is no hierarchy of cultivation here, nor is there an arrangement of the respective statuses of the Ninth Peak sects. There are only seats in the Ninth Peak sects that exist according to the time when each other started.

The eldest brother is like a master. When the master is absent, the eldest brother is the master of the sect among everyone.

Behind Su Ming, Canglan stayed there silently. With a calm and elegant expression, she didn't care about the existence of Xu Hui on the other side of Su Ming.

Xu Hui had already returned to the Ninth Peak. Su Ming didn't ask about Deshun, and she didn't say anything about it.

"In this battle, our Ninth Peak wins, but the prerequisite for victory is that the cultivators of Anchen Nisheng's side are suppressed as a whole. This... Junior Brother, was it you who did it?" The Second Senior Brother hesitated. After a moment, he really couldn't think of any other answer. When he spoke now, he looked at Su Ming. !Su Ming looked calm and nodded. !

As soon as he nodded, Huzi took a breath and looked at Su Ming blankly. The second senior brother's breathing also suddenly became rapid, and his expression changed rapidly, with a hint of disbelief.

They clearly knew what it meant to suppress the cultivation of Dark Morning Rebel Saint. This even showed that Su Ming should have the strength to destroy all the cultivators of Dark Morning Rebel Saint.

The senior brother was silent, but his right hand trembled, which showed that at this moment, there was a huge wave in his heart.

Among the three of them, the senior brother has always been the one with the highest level of cultivation. Perhaps the second senior brother cannot detect the existence of Emperor Yan Pei Chen, and it is even harder for Hu Zi to know about it. With the help of others, he clearly felt that there was an existence in this war that made him feel terrible.

That is... Emperor Yan Peichen. Regarding this person's identity and name, the senior brother obtained the soul from the captured Anchen monk.

Being able to seal 60% of the entire Dark Morning Nisheng cultivator in the presence of Emperor Yan Pei Chen, this kind of strength... has exceeded the imagination of the senior brother.

"Junior brother, how far has your cultivation level reached now? How about... that Emperor Yan Pei Chen?" The second senior brother was silent for a moment, and then a muffled solemn voice came out.

"He...is not qualified to be my opponent." Su Ming was silent for a moment and spoke truthfully.

"In today's Three Wilderness Realms and the Four Realm Realms, except for some sleeping ancient monsters, there should be very few monks... who can be my opponent." When Su Ming's words came out, the senior brother was silent. His breathing became more and more rapid, and Huzi opened his mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time.

They didn't doubt Su Ming's words. Huzi's expression immediately showed excitement and excitement. He picked up the wine jar in front of him and took a big sip, letting the wine flow down the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, little junior brother, what are we going to do next? How about we kill all the Dark Morning Rebel Saints that come? What do you think, second senior brother, what do you think of my idea?

"Dark Morning Rebellion, is there something suspenseful?" The second senior brother looked thoughtful. He ignored Hu Zi and looked at Su Ming thoughtfully.

"The Dark Morning Rebellion is also the Three Wildernesses. This battle looks like an invasion, but it is a return. It seems dangerous, but it is the last madness in life.

Those who think they are playing chess do not know that they are already destined to be chess pieces... Even if they are driven out and killed, it will not help, because this three desolate catastrophes will no longer exist today. And five hundred years later. "When Su Ming spoke slowly, he sighed softly and told some of his experiences, including the catastrophe five hundred years later, the Sangxiang Realm, and the ancient monsters who would wake up before the catastrophe. The presence.

His voice echoed, causing Huzi's heart to shake and his expression to show disbelief, and second senior brother's whole body to be shaken, and his eyes to flash rapidly.

"Junior brother... what are the three things you said before?" When Huzi and the second senior brother were silent, digesting the shocking truth, the senior brother said dullly.

Su Ming looked up at his senior brother and spoke softly and slowly.

"The first thing I want to do is go to the Underworld Realm, where I will find a woman, where I will take back my real world, where I will give him something in exchange, where I will end a period of chaos. My thousand-year grudge."

"Is it Yuxuan?" Fang Canglan suddenly said.

Xu Hui on the side was silent from beginning to end, wondering what she was thinking. When she raised her head, she also looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming nodded.

Fang Canglan didn't say anything, her expression continued to be as calm as water, but her slightly closed eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"The second thing is that I want to go to my old place that will make me stronger, and make all preparations for the catastrophe five hundred years from now." When Su Ming spoke, his eyes suddenly showed a sharp light.

"The third thing, I have to go to... the Dark Morning camp to find our master!" The moment Su Ming said these words, Hu Zi raised his head sharply, and the second senior brother's expression was also shocked. Senior brother Silent, but there was a sense of persistence coming from him.

"Finding the master, the cultivation of the three of us is not enough to do this. Only you... can find the master. We have not seen him for a long, long time..." The senior brother's voice echoed around, his voice deep and filled with deep longing.

Su Ming did not say that besides looking for his master in the Anchen camp, he also had another purpose. He wanted to visit the Soul Clan and see his mother's hometown.

"After completing these three things, I will stay at the Ninth Peak, waiting for the passage of time, waiting for the day when the catastrophe comes... In this life, I have made promises to some people, and for hundreds of years after that , I will fulfill these commitments one by one."