Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 746: Autumn (First Update)

As the illusory moth disappeared into the sky, Su Ming raised his head. What he saw was the roaring rotation of the endless starry sky. What he saw was the long boats galloping in the rotating starry sky. Those long boats Each ship is completely black, and there are several people wearing star robes on each ship.

Daoyuan laughed arrogantly on the sea in the distance. The star robe outside his body was emitting a bright light at this moment, surrounding it to form a tight protection.

Su Ming retracted his gaze towards the sky. He looked at the place where Yu Xuan left, at the void where Bai Su disappeared, at the lonely Ninth Peak and the countless broken limbs floating on the sea.

"They are all dead..." Su Ming murmured. His body was not solid at this moment, but illusory and almost transparent. His expression showed sadness, and he no longer paid attention to Daoyuan and the many long-lasting things that fell in the starry sky at this moment. Boat, he raised his feet and slowly walked towards the ninth peak.

Emotions such as exhaustion, despair, and sadness filled Su Ming's mind. He returned to the Ninth Peak, and stood there on the top of the Ninth Peak, outside the Master's Cave.

Even at this time, Su Ming is still standing here, using his body to become a barrier to protect the Ninth Peak.

The killing sword is in his right hand, holding it illusively, making the sword tilt at the lower right side. The sword body is very stable, but the tip of the sword is trembling slightly. The trembling thing is the spirit of the sword, thirsting for blood and killing. expectations.

Su Ming stood there silently. His hair was like the fireworks that could not be blown away by the sea breeze, releasing his soul there. At this moment, Su Ming seemed to be truly integrated with the ninth peak. .

One person, one sword, and one protection.

His body is in the void, and there is no slight fluctuation of cultivation in his body. The only thing that exists is the power of a soul. This soul can be said to be the soul. It is a kind of spiritual consciousness, and it is the only immortal and unyielding will that Su Ming has left.

Looking at the sky, a smile gradually appeared on Su Ming's lips, but that smile was not free and easy, but filled with sadness.

Qian Chen was silent, his body still trembling, but he gritted his teeth and came to Su Ming's side. He took out a black dagger from his arms. He was very scared, his body was shaking and sweating. But... true courage is the fearlessness in facing danger, and it is also the will to not flinch in fear. Also called courage.

With a wry smile, the bald crane finally gave up the idea of ​​escaping. It sighed deeply and flew to the side of Su Ming, staring at the sky. Its expression showed unprecedented solemnity and madness.

"I'm sorry. I promised to take you to a place where you can leave the barbarians, but I... didn't have time to do it." Su Ming looked at the sky and spoke softly.

Qian Chen shook his head while trembling and said nothing.

at this time. Suddenly, many long boats in the starry sky roared sharply, and suddenly they roared toward the earth like dark rainbows from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand long boats suddenly appeared in the world outside the ninth peak. Waves of powerful, indescribable pressure emanated from the thousands of Dao slaves wearing star robes on these thousands of long boats.

Although there are no third-step Dao slaves here, the shock and destruction brought by thousands of second-step cultivations are sometimes greater than five third-steps. Even more amazing.

With those indifferent glances, Daoyuan regained his arrogant and crazy roar. This made this catastrophe reach its peak at this moment.

"Kill him, destroy this peak, and leave no grass here. Damn it, he almost killed me, almost killed me!!" Daoyuan's eyes turned red. At that moment, he had been shrouded in death. , was the moment he was closest to death in his life, which made his inner fear reach the extreme. Now that he felt safe, this fear turned into equal anger.

The thousands of Tao slaves on the nearly thousand long boats all had evil eyes flashing at this moment, and they did not take any action alone. The people of the Daochen Sect did not pay attention to fighting alone unless they had to, and they almost always fought alone. At the same time as Daoyuan's voice was raised, these thousands of people flew out together, turned into thousands of rainbows and headed straight for the ninth peak.

The momentum was astonishing, exceeding the pressure brought by the previous five third-step slaves, and even more suffocating. Qian Chen's eyes were red, and he was about to rush out desperately while roaring madly, but just as he stepped The moment he just lifted it up, Su Ming's left hand was already pressing on his shoulder. The power of soul from Su Ming was transmitted into Qian Chen's mind. With a shock, Qian Chen's mind suddenly buzzed and he fainted.

Su Ming gently sent his body backwards and flew towards the cave at the Ninth Peak.

"A lot of people have already died, don't let more people die..." Su Ming murmured, and when his soul dispersed, it formed an impact, rolled up the bald crane standing by and was stunned by this scene, and sent it into the cave. Only then did the bald crane react. It trembled and looked at Su Ming blankly.

It was as if it had never really gotten to know Su Ming until this moment. Looking at it, the bald crane, which was self-proclaimed to be heartless, had moist eyes.

"Help me take care of my senior brother..." When Su Ming spoke softly, he took a step towards the sky, towards the thousands of second-step slaves who were coming, with a sense of determination, holding a killing sword, and whistling and galloping.

Among these thousands of Dao slaves, most of them had higher cultivation than Su Ming. This was a fight that had no suspense at all. It was one person fighting thousands of people.

A shocking roar whirled away in an instant. The nearly a hundred people at the front all raised their right hands and unleashed their magical powers, which transformed into endless starlight and struck Su Ming's illusory body. .

Without the existence of the three souls sealed in his body, the moment when the light of the stars touched Su Ming's illusory body, it was difficult to appear the transparent scene that overlapped and did not touch each other if they did not exist in the same space, but if they did. Countless sharp thorns caused Su Ming's illusory body to suddenly collapse during the roar, turning into dots of crystal light. After most of them were extinguished, the remaining parts rolled back and condensed again a hundred feet away.

It turned into Su Ming, but it was more transparent, as if it would dissipate when the wind blew.

But at the moment when Su Ming's body collapsed, he slashed out a sword. The power of this sword was the first sword he launched after his soul was now perfect. The sword contained his soul, and even more. His underworld awakening.

Contains his... natal magical power! !

This sword swept across and whizzed past the hundreds of people, but it didn't seem to have any powerful cracking force. Instead, it blew by like a breeze.

However, at the same time that Su Ming's body collapsed and re-condensed into a weaker phantom, among the hundreds of people in front of the thousands of people who were swept by Su Ming's sword, there were surprisingly nearly half of the slaves. In that moment, all of them... all grew old.

It was as if time was magnifying infinitely on their bodies and speeding up their operations countless times. Not only did the faces of nearly a hundred people grow old instantly, but waves of decay emitted from their bodies.

Their hair turned gray, wrinkles appeared on their faces, and most of their vitality seemed to be swallowed up by nothingness, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

There were even a dozen or so people who, due to their low cultivation and limited longevity in their bodies, actually... turned into corpses in an instant while their whole bodies were withered and old. Even their souls could not escape, and they withered and died. Death.

At the same time, as the dozen or so people died, and as the vitality and longevity of nearly a hundred people mysteriously disappeared, wisps of white aura emitted from their bodies, headed straight for Su Ming, and instantly merged into Su Ming's body. Afterwards, Su Ming's weak body immediately became much stronger.

"Is this the magical power that I awakened after my soul was complete..." Su Ming murmured. He could feel that with the arrival of the white energy in his body, his soul was growing crazily, and the vitality absorbed seemed to be The substance that his body is desperately lacking, like himself at this moment, has become a shriveled sponge, constantly absorbing the vitality and longevity of others to improve everything about himself.

However, this awakening was a bit late for Su Ming, because even if that sword absorbed a large amount of vitality, it still could not make up for the unchangeable gap between Su Ming and these thousands of Dao slaves.

Following Daoyuan's sharp roar, as the thousands of Dao slaves approached again, this time nearly a thousand people were unfolding their magical powers, and the light of the stars was enough to replace all the light in the world. Under this light, like An ancient star beast directly swallowed and drowned Su Ming.

At the moment when he was swallowed up and submerged, Su Ming suddenly understood. What he understood clearly was that his own magical power was... the meaning of autumn.

Although it is not the color of autumn, the vitality absorbed is like autumn in my body. It is the fusion between death and survival, and it is a change in the true sense.

"Autumn..." When Su Ming spoke softly, his illusory body suddenly emitted red light, which was the color of autumn, and countless snowflakes appeared out of thin air around him. Those snowflakes withered after falling one by one. Just like autumn leaves, at first glance, they are snow, but at second glance, they are fallen leaves.

At the same time, Su Ming's cultivation exploded with his enlightenment at this moment, rising directly from the early stage of his destiny to the middle stage of his destiny. With the interlaced appearance of snowflakes and fallen leaves around Su Ming, he The autumn color all over his body became thicker and thicker. When thousands of Dao slaves approached and the second wave of starlight transformed from nearly a thousand people overwhelmed Su Ming, Su Ming's eyes revealed a clear understanding. His cultivation level was here. In an instant, he suddenly moved from the middle stage of his destiny to the late stage of his destiny!

There is only one step left to enter the second realm of cultivating life, the realm of lack of life!

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