MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 1417 Tao Lingyin! (first more!)

Holding the jade in his hand, Su Ming re-closed his eyes, and in this sixth layer of heaven, he began to meditate in a stable spiritual environment, waiting for the July sect to start the sound of the sound of the Tao.

Su Ming has never had any interest in the so-called prince’s arrogance in this ancient burial country. He has never been interested in killing or killing. All of this seems to Su Ming’s means of climbing and repairing. He finally won the road of the funeral!

On this road, no matter who is blocking, Su Ming will kill!

Kill all the people who block, break the stone of all obstacles, he must stand on the sky, overlooking the vast land! Therefore, he agreed to the statement of Zonggutai in July to carry out this battle!

In the heart of Su Ming, this is not a battle, this is a road of self-cultivation, this is a road to win the funeral!

Even if the world is real, there is no ninth peak belonging to him. There are no barbarians belonging to him, and the women belonging to him.

Even if he saw some people here and saw some familiar faces, Su Ming always believed that what he saw was not his own!

His home has always been at the ninth peak, and his home is always in the three wild!

Especially after the return of the four real worlds, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, until Su Ming is more clear about the future road, and he has become the driving force that he can continue to go on!

The ups and downs of these thoughts only exist in the depths of Su Ming's heart. His look has learned to stop showing up. In the eyes that are closed now, the pupils that are not visible to outsiders exist. A lifetime, the formation of madness.

The passage of time, one eye for a month, the morning after one month, the entire sixth layer of heaven and the sky is like a fire, and when the moment is red, the voice of Gutai suddenly reverberates with vicissitudes.

"Su Ming, the hour has arrived, and the sound of the sound of the Tao is the moment!"

Su Ming’s eyes are open and he can’t see too many changes. Only the persistence in his eyes is extremely strong in Su Ming’s heart, and the mouth of the heart is the mouth of the heart. He got up, such as the venting of the sea of ​​fire and the flaming of the sky formed in his surroundings. At the moment when Su Ming’s body turned into Changhong and went straight to the sky, the whole sky roared and echoed a huge vortex out of thin air.

In the moment when Su Ming rushed out of this vortex, he stood in the July sect. If it was above nine days, the clouds rolled over and scattered around, and the first yang was empty, and the earth and the earth were all in sight.

At the moment, the July sect seems to have become small, and the wind whispers. The long hair that blows down Su Ming blows his gown, but he can't blow Su Ming's dedication to repairing himself.

"Sounding the sound of the Taoist voice is to ring, but it is not actually to knock, but to make the sound of your own whistling sound belongs to your spiritual environment, let this sound completely blend into the earth, let this voice become a guide, turn Make ripples, change the world, and finally let your body

In this shout, you become a spirit! "The voice of Gutai echoed from all directions, and it has not been scattered for a long time."

Such as the voice of heaven and earth.

"Sounding the sound of the Tao, you don't actually need to prepare anything, nor do you need to inform other sects. In the past, other people have sounded the sound of the Tao. It is only carried out in the ancestral gate. There is a special forbidden place that will make the Tao. The sound is not passed on!

It is not here for you, this is not suitable, we want all the ancient burial countries to know, the three emperors, in my July, so that you need to ring the sound in the air!

This month, the July sect has been fully carried out, and a large number of squadrons have been arranged in all directions. All elders go out to protect the law for you. I wait for the thirteen elders to sit in person, and will not allow anyone, any sect to disturb you. slightest!

What the old man wants, Su Ming····· is that you can take out all your repairs, don’t hide them in the slightest, don’t worry about my July, now, the future will shoot you!

Don't worry, how many eras the old man repaired, and one of the seven burials in July, my promise is the promise of the July sect. I promise that, no matter now or in the future, you will always be seven. The person of the moon!

No matter where you go, no matter how high your achievements in the future, you are the July man! In the same way, even if you have other choices in the future, you will certainly remember a few years later... In the ancient country of burial, there is a sect, he is called July!

This July, you will never forget, because that is the July of your rise! !

Now, what the old man needs is you... In this July, in July, the rise of the patriarch! ! Take out the sounds that belong to you, let the whole world, let the whole ancient funeral, no one... don't know the king! !

Su Ming, you······ can do it! "Guotai's voice was full of excitement, with a sigh of excitement. In this reverberation, Su Ming was silent. In this silence, Su Ming slowly raised his head and slowly looked at the sky.

"If you are a part of my life experience, if you are even my own, it may be false, you...and the seventh month, and So?" Su Ming whispered.

"It has been quiet for too long. July sects accompany you to the world, why not! Either live, or die, die...! What a fear!" Gutai’s laughter echoed, and the earth-shattering moment, Su Ming’s eyes were exposed. After he came to the ancient funeral country, he was the strongest man.

"I can do it!" For a long time, when Su Ming’s voice came out calmly, his face was no longer calm. His eyes had a strong sense of war. His life seemed to ignite at this moment. The passion in this moment... has become the eye of the sky!

"Dao Lingyin!" After the sound of Gutai came out, the whole of the ancestral circle was a million miles away in July. There was a burst of drums in the moment. The voice spread all over the world, passed the sky and shook the earth. In this drum sound, there were hundreds of thousands of monks in July, almost all of them.

"Dao Lingyin!!"

Su Ming's sleeves slammed, and in this sky, he suddenly looked up. His repairs were full-blown, and there was no reservation for the slightest repair. To the sky, he gave a shout of his announcement to the ancient funeral!

Roar! !

This shouting is the strongest voice that Su Ming sent out after the awakening of the ancient funeral country. It is here that he is a kind of madness and eruption to his own past. He is here in this July, in this vast land, Going out to shout out his first voice!

At the moment of the sound, the sound of the sky roared immediately. The rolling clouds of the sky seemed to be smashed by the wind, and the moment collapsed. His voice was at this moment, spreading toward the surrounding thunderous rumbling.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, 100,000 miles, and more than a million miles, until thousands of miles, all the sky is full of strong ripples, and those ripples in this distortion seem to be transformed into Su Ming Face, at the same time!

The earth bangs loudly, and it is constantly shaking, the mountains are trembled, and the lakes roar. In this July, all the monks in the area are at this moment, no matter what they do, they immediately Was shocked, whispered in the ear, and was touched by Su Ming’s first voice.

"This is the first sound, there is the second sound, and the third sound, Su Ming!! Constantly screaming out your voice, to promote the sound to spread to a wider extent, filled with seven twelve The door, until it spreads to the heavens and the earth of the entire ancient burial country, is introduced into the palace, so that you can hear your voice in this world!" Gutai's low-pitched roundabout, Su Ming, in the previous glimpse Underneath, the whole body is boiled for an instant, and even his boiling spirit is his soul, his blood, and all the memories of his life.

At this moment, they violently rolled up and turned into an indescribable feeling in Su Ming’s inner heart. This feeling is... he has an urgent desire to make a second sound!

As Gu Tai said, this time, Su Ming wants to let the world know. This time, he wants to rise, let the sky come to witness, this time... The light in Su Ming’s eyes has a strong warfare that has not appeared for a long time!

Even at this moment, in the moment when Su Ming’s first voice reverberated in the sky, the heavens and the earth in this area seemed to permeate the atmosphere of Su Ming, making the world here seem to be... As a kind of recognition of Su Ming's voice, Su Ming's Taoist spiritual cultivation at this moment is a solid one!

Until Su Ming raised his head, in the boiling of the body, he made a second sound, belonging to his Tao Lingyin, it is not a shout, it is a big shock to shake the world!

Roar! !

With the appearance of Su Ming's second-channel sound, there is no cloud in the sky, and the earth's vibrations are as if there are countless dragons rolling, and the first sound is still there, and the second sound suddenly spread. Direct coverage of the tens of thousands of miles, and the integration of those reverberations, formed an indescribable shocking, violently toward the larger scope of the eight sides, rumbling.

A tens of thousands of miles, two million miles, until three million miles, Su Ming's Tao Lingyin, became the only voice in the region of the three million miles!

The business with Su Ming's unwillingness, with his madness, with his attachment to the world of the Sangxiang world, with his confusion in this strange ancient burial, as if they are all in this moment, in this shackle Vented.

He, need this time!

The sky is changing, the earth is going to be broken, and the thunder is retreating. At this moment, Su Ming’s voice is in this resounding, letting all the lives in the three-million-mile range feel a roar from the heart.

Su Ming, with his Taoist sound, at this moment, replaced his voice with the ancient burial in the sound range, the ripples of the sky, his voice, the roar of the earth, and his breath!

"If my voice can permeate the entire ancient burial, then..." will not, the body of the burial funeral!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, and sent out his third voice. !

The four more broke out, the monthly ticket here, the ears are not reconciled! ! !