Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 472: One Press, One Catch!
However, at the moment when they were only ten feet away from each other, at the moment when they were ready to engage in a mad devouring, a battle between life and death, Su Ming's eyes showed madness, After forgetting everything, all that remains is the moment of killing.
Suddenly, in the gray sky, a black rainbow roared over. The rainbow seemed to be hundreds of feet long. At the top of the rainbow, there was a person standing impressively!
This man was wearing a white robe, with a numb look on his face, his white hair fluttering, and his eyes full of gray. People couldn't help but be frightened just by looking at him. The fluctuations that came from his body caused the ground to collapse at the moment he appeared. The bodies of these thousands of immortal souls immediately began to tremble, and no one dared to move at this moment despite the ten feet between them.
The white-haired old man walked across the sky. The moment he reached the top of the thousands of undead souls, he didn't even look down. He just raised his right hand, pressed it towards the earth, and grabbed it!
With this press, Su Ming could clearly see that he had the feeling that the old man in white robe was merging with the sky. At this moment, with this press, the sky was pressing down. This feeling made his body immediately appear. Collapse, what also collapsed were all the undead souls around!
Especially those undead souls that had not yet appeared in consciousness and were just following in a daze. At this moment, their bodies collapsed directly and turned into countless mists that grew from the earth when they were born.
Even those undead souls that had become much stronger after devouring many of their companions like Su Ming were trembling at this moment. If they could not hold on for more than a breath, their bodies exploded.
Including Su Ming!
Su Ming watched helplessly as his body collapsed, shattered, and turned into mist. The right hand of the old man in white robe in the sky changed from pressing to grabbing in the air.
Under this grasp, all the immortal souls on the earth collapsed, forming a large white mist. It flew straight into the sky, was directly sucked into the palm of the old man's hand, turned into a fist-sized mist ball, and disappeared into his body as he held it in his palm.
The whole process took less than three breaths, and the old man's speed did not stop at all, and he was already far away. No trace in sight.
The land was empty, and all the undead souls had dissipated, including Su Ming...
Time passes again. A few months later, wisps of white mist slowly grew on this land. The mist condensed with each other and gradually turned into blurry figures.
Although these figures are still blurry, it can be vaguely seen that they are the undead souls who died here that day!
The immortal soul does not mean that it will not die, but that it can be resurrected after death. The cycle goes on endlessly...
There was a vague figure among them. The location where he appeared was exactly where Su Ming collapsed that day. This figure was somewhat different from other undead souls...
His hands were moving, constantly pressing and grabbing, performing such strange movements again and again, as their bodies were slowly condensed by the mist. As their faces were revealed, the figure who was constantly performing this action turned out to be Su Ming!
But at this speed, his eyes were completely filled with gray, and his mind showed no signs of waking up. He stared blankly at his right hand, maintaining the pressing and grabbing movements.
He didn't know his name. He didn't know who he was or why he was here. Even these questions didn't exist in his mind. He didn't think about it. In his eyes, nothing in this world was important. What matters is the pressing and grabbing movements of his right hand with focused gaze at this moment.
He didn't know why he kept doing this action, as if everything was an instinct. As he kept pressing and grabbing, the bodies of other immortal souls around him were gradually condensed into figures by the mist, and gradually they no longer Blurred, gradually... they raised their heads and looked at the vast sky.
Only Su Ming lowered his head and kept looking at his right hand, staring blankly, pressing and grabbing for countless times...
It wasn't until a few days later that the sound of a horn came from the sky. With the sound of this sound, all the other immortal souls were shaken and retracted their gaze from the sky. They all looked in the direction where the horn came from. , slowly moved his body and walked forward.
Su Ming never raised his head. Even when he heard the sound of the horn, even when he followed other undead souls to move, he still lowered his head, looked at his right hand, and continued to press and grab...
It seemed that nothing in the outside world could arouse his interest in the slightest compared with this cycle of movements. With a press and a grab, Su Ming remained like this when he moved forward. His existence was extremely different from the other undead souls around him. Obvious difference.
Slowly, as these thousands of undead souls moved, some of them awakened their will. They roared shrilly, and after the ferocity in their eyes reached a certain level, they were like the last time they died. Just like before, he started to devour his companions around him crazily.
It's just that the undead souls that awakened this time have the same characteristics as the last time, but also have different characteristics...
While the undead souls around him were devouring them, Su Ming stood there with his head lowered, still continuing to do that. There were no awakened undead souls around him. He was safe for the time being. Those undead souls were devouring his companions. , did not notice Su Ming at all. After he pressed and grabbed him countless times, a faint ripple gradually appeared in front of him. The ripple was very faint, but it was real.
Su Ming didn't look at the fluctuation. He kept looking at his right hand, still pressing and grabbing it over and over again.
A long time passed. After some of the surrounding undead souls died, new roars spread across the world. This time, thirty-two powerful undead souls appeared. As their roars echoed, the other undead souls around them echoed. The souls trembled one after another, showing expressions of fear, only...
Su Ming!
Su Ming still lowered his head, keeping his movements without any pause or change. The faint ripples in front of him were becoming more and more numerous at the moment.
No one paid attention to Su Ming, including the powerful immortal souls. After roaring, they took thousands of souls and quickly floated away in the direction of the horn in the distance...
During this process, several more undead souls awakened. After they regained consciousness in their eyes, they often immediately chose to devour their companions to make themselves stronger.
One of these times, an undead soul came to life next to Su Ming. He roared towards Su Ming and came in an instant. Su Ming did not raise his head or look at him, he just kept pressing and grabbing...
But at the moment when he came, Su Ming pressed the button, and the body of the undead soul that rushed towards him trembled violently, and the little consciousness in his eyes showed panic. Before his body could get close to Su Ming, he immediately It began to shatter, and as it shattered, Su Ming's right hand turned into a grasp.
With this grasp, white mist immediately emerged from the broken body parts of the immortal soul. The white mist went straight to Su Ming's right hand, turned into a weak fog image, and disappeared into Su Ming's palm.
The undead soul immediately retreated, its body already weakened by fear. When it retreated, it was immediately pounced on by another awakened undead soul, and was finally swallowed up by bursts of shrill roars.
Su Ming did not raise his head from beginning to end, and his movements did not pause at all. However, the ripples in front of him became more and more numerous. Gradually, his surroundings became faintly distorted, which was extremely conspicuous.
This twisted ripple caused the undead souls around it to subconsciously step back and not dare to get close. As for the undead souls that had become stronger after devouring their companions, they also looked at Su Ming, with confusion and... fear in their eyes.
They could feel that a terrifying force was surrounding Su Ming, making them afraid to get close.
Slowly, this group of undead souls moved again, but in this world of immortality, apart from the death and resurrection of those souls that cycled over and over again, it seemed that even other things had become a cyclical whirlpool, constantly happening.
After these thousands of undead souls moved for several months, on this day, in front of them, on the white ground, a group of approximately the same number, also led by nearly a hundred powerful undead souls... undead souls appeared group.
Just like the previous times, when the two groups of undead souls saw each other, they let out shrill roars at the same time and rushed towards each other crazily. Su Ming still did not raise his head, pressing and grabbing, and continued. .
Until these two groups of undead souls came into contact with each other, in the roars and crazy devouring, the two sides started a life and death struggle. Su Ming, two undead souls immediately rushed towards him, but when they arrived, In an instant, their bodies suddenly collapsed and turned into white energy, which was directly grabbed by Su Ming and absorbed into his palm.
Su Ming's movements became faster and faster. There were more and more ripples in front of him, and the distortion became more and more conspicuous. After a moment, all the immortal souls who came close to him screamed shrilly, their bodies collapsed, and they turned into White air was breathed into Su Ming's palm.
Su Ming stood there and continued to perform such movements. Gradually, as his movements became faster and faster, and as the ripples continued to expand, all the undead souls around him were aware of the terror coming from Su Ming. The moment they stopped devouring, their eyes were all focused on Su Ming.
Su Ming's right hand, which had not stopped for an unknown number of days, was violently moved.
After this pause, Su Ming's right hand slowly pressed down! Immediately, a roaring sound reverberated, and with Su Ming as the center, a powerful impact swept across the surroundings. The tens of thousands of souls within this area all collapsed at the moment they were touched by this impact...
After Su Ming pressed it, he slowly grabbed it. A large amount of white mist, like a foggy lake, swirled around him and headed straight for his right hand...
There was silence here. Su Ming stood in the large amount of fog. As the fog was absorbed towards his right hand, he slowly raised his head. The gray in his eyes was rapidly decreasing, and his consciousness increased significantly!
"I... am Su Ming..."
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