Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3 Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 493 Fifteen Years Ago

"Fifteen years ago...in this Nine Yin Realm, there was not only one absolute witch, but three! In addition to the strong men of the Witch Temple itself, there were also people from other tribes. (_""")

At that time, the gambling conference had just ended, and many witch clans had already dispersed, preparing to go to the three major inheritance places...

The nightmare started from this time..."

"I will never forget that day. A series of changes occurred within a million people in Witch City. Such changes, like the entire Nine Yin Realm, strongly repulsed outsiders like us.

The earth shook, and countless cracks appeared. From the cracks, people from the Bat Saint Clan flew out one after another. The ninth month in the sky was blood-colored at that time, and the entire earth was reflected in a bloody light. "

"Countless jungles seemed to be resurrected, moving up from the ground, and strange sharp whistling sounds echoed in all directions, like crying.

One after another, rapidly rotating whirlpools appeared in the sky. As they rotated, wisps of black light descended from within. Whenever these black lights fell on a person's body, they would immediately merge into their soul, causing the soul and body to separate and transform. He became the floating clan among the three major saint clans here today.

At this time, the Yinling Clan also experienced changes. They no longer abided by the agreement they had made with the Witch Clan, but instead began to kill and expel the people of the Witch Clan in the Nine Yin Realm. "

"The root of all this is due to a plan of the Witch Clan, a plan dominated by the Witch Temple and approved by all major ministries!

This plan is to completely open the passage to the Nine Yins Realm, so that people from all major departments can do so without restrictions. They can all enter the Nine Yin Realm at the same time!

The disaster of the Eastern Wilderness is approaching, and the barbarians have to fight for it, so that when the disaster of the Eastern Wilderness covers the entire Southern Morning. To obtain the greatest degree of vitality and protection, the Witch Temple was the mainstay, and the major tribes, as well as those from the Immortal Clan in the Witch Clan, jointly promoted this plan!

A powerful teleportation array was constructed to turn the Nine Yin Realm into a refuge for most of the Witch Clan and the Witch Temple during the Eastern Wilderness Disaster! ! "

"This plan may have been prepared by the Witch Temple a long time ago. Perhaps it was not for refuge at first. It had other purposes. But at that time, as the disaster in the Eastern Wasteland continued to approach, the Witch Temple and various major ministries were With the help of the immortal clan, this formation was finally constructed in the witch city of the Nine Yin Realm!

If you have been to the ruins of Witch City, you should still be able to see the remaining traces of that formation.

The final opening of the formation led to a series of drastic changes in the Nine Yin Realm, which opened this passage. When most of the Wu Clan could enter, the Yin Ling Clan used some kind of magical power, and the head that stood upright on the Optimus Stone Pillar in the Witch City was resurrected...

His resurrection. This is the beginning of this catastrophe. "

"The formation collapsed, and the passage in the sky was sealed by the formation. The Witch City was destroyed... These are what I know and have seen, and there may be some secrets unknown to others. I don't know these.

However, what the Yinling Clan did not expect was that the Wu Clan had not one formation, but three formations in the Nine Yins Realm. However... a terrifying storm suddenly appeared, which made the Wu Clan's plan A complete failure.

I still have an unforgettable memory of that storm. The entire sky was filled with wind and sand, turning into a huge figure. Wherever it passed, all living creatures turned into skeletons.

The other two formations were also destroyed one by one. Before the last formation collapsed, most of the witch clan here, perhaps intentionally by the race here, left a glimmer of hope, allowing them to survive before the formation was destroyed. , escaped most of...

But there were still some people who failed to escape. As the formation collapsed, they were forced to stay here. After experiencing death and elimination, these people gathered together. They were ten thousand people at the time. , now there are only hundreds of us. "

There are nine bright moons hanging high in the sky, and the earth is not too dark. But if you look at the sky and the earth from a distance, except for some areas around you where the moonlight is bright, the distance is still hazy and you can't see clearly.

On the valley, a bonfire burned weakly, twisting in the wind, and wisps of green smoke floated into the sky, blending with the night.

Next to the bonfire, Nangong Hen sat there, his low words echoing, similar to the green smoke, slowly blending into the darkness.

Opposite him, Su Ming was silent. Listening to Nangong Hen's description of fifteen years ago, his mind gradually sketched out pictures of that year.

Regarding the Wu Clan's plan to take refuge here, he was shaken in his heart. If the Wu Clan really succeeds, then most of the Wu Clan will not be harmed at all after the Eastern Wasteland Disaster is over.

"Is the floating clan you are talking about a soul that seems to have no mind and is floating on the earth?" Su Ming thought of Ahu in the Witch City and sighed inwardly.

"Those are the most elementary floating creatures. They have no consciousness in life. Judging from my experience of fighting with them in the past fifteen years, the floating tribe is a holy race here that thrives on parasitism.

They parasitize in the living soul, absorb the soul power and grow. When the soul is destroyed, it is the moment when their growth is completed. According to the strength of the parasitic soul, they will also be strong or weak. "Nangong Hen said calmly.

"Is there any way to save him?" Su Ming looked at Nangong Hen.

"We have experimented before, and tried all methods without success. Once the soul is fused by the floating parasite, it will be like one body and difficult to separate... But I heard that there is a ghost group in your barbarian tribe. It is said that this group has a lot of knowledge about the art of the soul. With strong research, maybe they can." Nangong Hen raised his head and looked at Su Ming. If he didn't know that Su Ming came from the barbarian tribe until now, then he would not be able to become the leader of the clan here.

In fact, when Su Ming was not wearing a mask, his barbaric patterns had already said everything. In addition, during the battle with the Emperor's servant, many people had watched the various conversations between the two and the differences in their techniques. Out of this.

However, they are no longer the Wu Clan, they are the Ming Clan. It doesn't matter where Su Ming comes from, even if he is a barbarian.

"These are everything that happened fifteen years ago, Lord Mo. Please don't mind about the gambling conference that year. I really couldn't make a decision that was not good for the Witch Temple at that time..." Nangong Hen took a deep breath. He stood up and bowed to Su Ming with clasped fists.

"Brother Nangong doesn't have to be like this." Su Ming shook his head.

"I also ask Lord Mo to agree to become the Holy Spirit of my clan..." Nangong Hen bowed again.

Su Ming hesitated for a moment.

"With Mo Zun's cultivation, I am afraid that he is already the number one among the post-witches. Even if he cannot compare with Jue Wu, he will surely make a splash in the entire land of Nanchen and become one of the strongest!

Although we can't go out, it's difficult for our life clan to survive here. If Lord Mo gives up on us, it won't take long for all the life clan here to die... If I die, I will die. It doesn't matter, but there are still people in the life clan here. Many children were born here, I..." Nangong Hen looked at Su Ming and murmured.

Su Ming looked at Nangong Hen and closed his eyes after a long time. As time passed, he opened his eyes after burning incense and nodded towards Nangong Hen.

"If there is really no way out, I will protect the Ming clan, but similarly, if I find a way out, you and others will still do the same after returning to Nanchen.

Does your clan agree with this? "Su Ming said slowly. For him, the existence of the Ming clan touched him, and Nangong Hen's repeated words made him unable to refuse too much.

However, it would not be fair to Su Ming if he only paid without receiving anything. Therefore, when Su Ming agreed, he also made his own request.

"As a member of the Ming clan, an abandoned clan, I will never forget Mo Zun's great kindness! Once the Holy Spirit is born, I will obey it for the rest of my life!" Nangong Hen said solemnly.

Su Ming looked at Nangong Hen, nodded after a while, stood up and walked towards the valley. In this valley, there was a cave specially reserved for him.

Nangong Hen watched Su Ming go away, took a deep breath, and turned his gaze to the sky.

"Can I go back... It's been fifteen years. She also disappeared in the Nine Yin Realm. Where is she now..." Nangong Hen murmured bitterly.

Su Ming, who returned to the cave, looked calm and sat down cross-legged. With a flick of his sleeves, his body was immediately blurred. When the blur dissipated, the old man in black robe who had lost his limbs appeared in front of him.

"Why do you always call me fate?" Su Ming spoke slowly.

The old man's face was pale, his eyes were closed, as if in deep sleep, and he said nothing.

Su Ming waited for a moment, raised his right hand, and the green light sword suddenly appeared, condensed and formed in his hand. After being held by Su Ming, he stabbed the old man's chest from the neck, and slowly slashed downwards. .

"I have planted flowers and plants into the human body several times before. The seeds of those herbs absorb vitality in the human body and grow along the flesh and blood. Everyone who I planted the herbs is in pain." Su Ming slowly said said.

The old man didn't move at all, as if he didn't hear anything, as if he was still asleep.

"Immortals can seize their bodies, so you don't care about physical torture." The small sword in Su Ming's hand had already opened a wound on the old man's chest, and blood overflowed, but the old man ignored it.

"In that case, let's see how strong you can withstand it." With his calm words, Su Ming withdrew his green light sword and put his fingers on the old man's wound. Immediately, a strong wind howled and followed the wound directly. Get into its body.

This wind was the strong wind of Su Ming's body, Fengman. The wind howled and rolled in the old man's flesh and blood, tearing at his internal organs. The pain caused caused the old man's body to tremble violently, and his eyes suddenly opened. He opened it, bloodshot eyes filled the air, and he stared at Su Ming.

"Why do you always call me fate?" Su Ming looked at the old man and said calmly.

"You little bastard, use whatever abilities you have. I'm not even afraid of death. How can I be afraid of your little tricks? I won't tell you what you want to know!"

If you really want to know, you can come and search for the soul. However, with your cultivation as a god, even if I am so weak that I can be tortured by you, I will not be able to search for the soul! "The old man endured the severe pain in his body, gritted his teeth and sneered.

But although he looked very strong, in fact, he was extremely fearful about the future.

Power outage, power outage, power outage again, power outage for two consecutive days, going crazy, going crazy, the electricity industry in Mudanjiang, say hello! ! ! (To be continued...)

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