MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 1414 I know who you are!

In front of the plastic people, the search for death is not in the hands of themselves. Because of the talents of the plastic family, there is a reversal of the years. One moment, in the moment of Su Ming’s opening, the scribe is proudly high. Su Ming’s right hand was lifted up, and the scribe’s eyebrows were lighter.

Under this point, suddenly the scribes reversal in the years, the self-destruction moment in the body dissipated, his expression changed rapidly, this change is not his self-control, but the reversal in the years, but his heart... ···· At this moment, it was a great wave of turmoil, and there was unprecedented fear and sorrow.

In the ancient burial country, there has never been a case... the reversal of the years!

At the same time as the scribes were stunned, Su Ming’s right-handed index finger turned into a palm. In this middle-aged scribe, his forehead shot, and a majestic repair rushed into the scribe, and his body was instantly sealed. Su Ming grabbed it. The person's hair, immediately picked up and then swayed, and instantly left the world of ice and snow.

Under him, the pavilion became an ice sculpture in an instant.

On the sky of July, Su Ming appeared, staring at the middle-aged scribe and heading straight to the fifth floor.

At the same time, in the seventh layer of heaven, the Su Pao juvenile took back the look of Su Ming and faintly spoke.

"This matter, some have passed, I am a sect, you can kill, this is a gamble, if you can swear, some are too much."

"That is his spoils." Gutai smiled slightly, and after looking at the plain robe, he was slightly indulged and shook his head.

"Well, since Senmu Avenue’s request, I promise that this person will not live for a month."

"Between a sect and the July sect, it is inevitable, this battle... You have to prepare." The robes of the robes are faintly open, and they are clinging to the ancient Thai and turning to the emptiness, and then they leave July. Zong, when he appeared in the world of the outside world, his eyes showed a cold light and murder.

This time between the ancestors and the July priests, it was only a small friction. This time, one sect was defeated, but these injuries are insignificant for a sect.

With the departure of the robes of the robes, the snow in July was gradually disappearing. Only the ice sculptures of nearly 100,000 on the earth witnessed the tragic battle.

After a short silence, the disciples of the July sect did not make any cheers, but cleaned the battlefield and found the bodies of the same sect. After the same ritual, there was a special group of people who painted on the ice sculptures. law.

A disciple in these ice sculptures seems to be alive at this moment, and their bodies, the ice sculptures they have turned into, will be the best hailstone materials.

As for the disciples of the fourth layer of Tiantiantian, most of them are patrolling the outside. At the same time, they are looking for some fish that are missing the net. They are also rigorously defending against the sudden recurrence of a piece.

When the entire July sect began to be organized, the road cold returned to the seventh layer of heaven, where they had a secret conversation with the thirteen great elders.

Su Ming, who is sitting calmly on the fifth floor, is outside his house, and there is a huge oven in front of him. The former deacon of the past, there is no physical body. There is only one remnant of the soul left, and there is a constant faint voice.

In addition to this oven, there is the scribe who was born by Su Ming. At this moment, the scribe is closed, like a sleep, without consciousness.

When the various layers of monks in July were busy, Su Ming looked at the middle-aged scribe, and he showed a hesitation in his face. For a long time, his eyes flashed and his decisiveness was revealed.

"This is really a matter of seeing, in the end... who is going to kill me!" Once Su Ming made a decision, he would not hesitate, and when his eyes closed, the left hand lifted directly to the chest, and at the same time his eyebrows broke. Open, after the third eye appears, it reveals the three gods within it!

Only the third **** is a little vague, it seems not very solid, but at this moment, the three gods open their eyes at the same time, revealing the moment of precision, Su Ming’s right hand is lifted, one finger·· ·...The eyebrows of the middle-aged scribes in front of him.

In the moment when his finger touched the forehead of the middle-aged scribe, the scribe’s body trembled violently. When his eyes opened, his eyes opened, and his eyes were diffused, as if to replace the eyes. White.

At this moment, his consciousness was directly penetrated into it by a sharp blade. Under the sweep, he instantly lost all the barriers and became a memory that can be felt freely by Su Ming.

If it is simple to search for memory, Su Ming will not hesitate too much before, and will not carry out the power of his three-way god. What he has to do is not only to search for memories, but to s... The technique of reversal is based on the memory and body of the scribe, and the connection with the people and things in his memory, to reach a channel, not only to look at it with consciousness... The so-called big prince, who is he!

Let's try it out and see how this person's cultivation is, and how!

This is the reason why Su Ming had to enter the world of the statue's right eye before, and did not immediately kill the scribe. The moment the literary body trembled and looked stunned, Su Ming's body jerked.

The middle-aged literary eyebrows touched by his fingers. At this moment, there seems to be a whirlpool. This vortex, like the channel directly pulls Su Ming’s consciousness into it, immediately screams in Su Ming’s mind.

Under the roar, he seemed to be a lonely boat swaying in the sea of ​​anger, wandering in the memory of the scribes, until I knew how long it had passed, and Su Ming’s consciousness suddenly shook.

"Wu Kun, what's wrong with you?" He heard a hesitant voice in his ear. When Su Ming opened his eyes, he immediately saw him next to him and looked at himself. It was before him that he was killed. The monk of the double god.

This is a volcano that seems to be about to erupt. At this moment, Su Ming is in the depths of this volcano, on the edge of a magma, surrounded by heat waves, and black gas erupts from the magma and goes straight. Above.

When looking up, this volcano has no mouth. It seems that this is a complete mountain, but there are a lot of cracks around it. If you look at the mountain from the outside, you can see that this is a pervasive crack, and each A strange mountain of red awns is scattered in a crack.

Su Ming blinked, and when he bowed his head, he wore a robes in a scribe, and he still had a fan in his hand. At this moment, he was the one who was immersed in his memory and was occupied by the reversal of the years.

"Nothing." Su Ming smiled slightly and opened his mouth to the scribe of the double god.

"Well, the big prince should be going out soon. Basically, this time every day, when he walked out of Yan Tan, you will tell me about it in a plan. If the big prince agrees, we can submit it to Zongmen. Let Zongmen decide." When the scribes next to Su Ming were opening, suddenly, the magma in the volcano suddenly tumbling in a moment, and when the roaring sound echoed, the magma immediately exploded and set off the waves.

In the swell of the waves, a figure flies out in an instant, and as the waves swell like rain, the figure stands on a large rock in the middle of the magma, facing away from Su Ming, and the two are separated by the rain. .

"See the Grand Prince of the Great King!" The scribe next to Su Ming immediately bowed his respectfully, but he soon became surprised, because Su Ming did not worship at the moment.

At this moment, as the rain fell, the back of Su Ming's figure slowly turned over, revealing a handsome face, a young man, a young man in a white robe!

The young man turned and looked at Su Ming for a moment, his brow seemed to wrinkle a little, and Su Ming here, also saw the moment of this youth, his mind suddenly roared.

This so-called big prince, he looked familiar at first sight. After a careful look, he suddenly remembered that this person is somewhat similar to the old man. It can even be said that this person is a lot younger. ... the old man!

Even on this person, Su Ming felt a touch of ... Lei Chen's breath!

"Wu Kun, seeing the Highness, I still don't see you!" The scribe next to Su Ming saw that there was something wrong with Su Ming here. He quickly opened his mouth and even punched the big prince.

"Please ask the great emperor to forgive me, Wu Kun has been somewhat embarrassed because of planning plans."

"No problem, this Highness is not a person who cares too much about rules, Wu Kun, how is the plan?" The Great Emperor smiled slightly and looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming smiled on his face. He looked at the big prince in front of him and looked at this young and old man. He thought that in the world of the Sangxiang, the old man was buried after being defeated with himself. The words that come out when sucking away.

"Just start?······" Su Ming smiled at the same time, his right foot suddenly lifted up, step by step, then jumped over the magma and went straight to the big prince.

Almost at the moment of his body, the big prince’s eyes shrank and the right hand lifted without hesitation. As soon as he slammed, the inflammatory liquid in the magma burst open, forming an indescribable heat wave. Su Ming came here, and after it was blocked, a terrible roar broke out.

At the same time, Su Ming’s right hand was lifted as well. Under the wave, a cold wind came away. At the moment of touching the magma, when the roaring reverberated, the magma directly solidified into a rock!

"You are not Wu Kun, who are you!!" The big prince showed a strange sing in his eyes. At the moment of his opening, his look appeared to be dignified.

"I already know who you are." Su Ming did not continue to move forward, but in retrogression, the eyes in the eyes disappeared in an instant, and even the whole world, at this moment, in front of Su Ming's eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Ming glanced at his knees and sat on the mountain peak of the seventh floor of the seventh month of the seventh month. In front of him, he was the scribe who was now bleeding and died.

At the same time, almost at the moment when Su Ming’s consciousness returned, a jade slip appeared from the seventh layer of heaven and the sky, and the shuttlelessness appeared directly in front of Su Ming. The light in the jade slipped, and an old voice came out. .

"Three princes, old man Gutai, please come to the seventh floor, see you."

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