A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 442 Return!fragments of those memories
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The gray fragment hummed endlessly, as if weeping.However, the color of the brilliance emitted from it is different from the original black fragment.

What it emits is endless gray light.There is also a slight difference in power between them.

call--

The gray fragment turned into a beam of light and flew directly into Su Mo's pill sea.In fact, Su Mo had been waiting for that moment.On the Kowloon Sendai, the black fragments also emitted brilliance.

wow——

Danhai tide, Sendai sings softly.

The gray fragments fell directly on the Kowloon Sendai, fitting perfectly with the black fragments next to it.The immortal root of the skeleton on the Jiulong Xiantai emitted pure golden light again.

Now, it is completely in the shape of a human, that is to say, there is a monk sitting cross-legged on Su Mo's alchemy.

Although the monk's facial features were not very clear, Su Mo could feel it in his heart—it was a Xiao Luo or that Xiao Luo-like fairy root.

Today, two-thirds of Jiulun Xiantai is covered by black and gray fragments.

They are completely integrated with Kowloon Sendai.If there is another piece, then the entire Kowloon Sendai will be completely covered.

chi chi—chi——

At this moment, a ray of gray light spread out, and it began to wrap around the golden human-shaped fairy root from bottom to top, and poured into the fairy root's mind.

call--

Strange images began to appear in Su Mo's sea of ​​consciousness.

He felt empty around him.

Looking up, a round of the sun is actually half black and half white.

And he was standing on a floating continent, looking around, there were endless floating lands around him.Su Mo felt like he was floating in a broken world.

At this time, there seemed to be many people around him.However, he could only see the left and right sides clearly.

On his left stood a middle-aged monk wearing a black armor inside and a red cloak outside.The monk's face was pale, it can be said that there was no blood, and his expression was quite stiff.

Only those eyes, with star waves rippling, are quite intoxicating.The most special thing was that the monk had a pair of snow-white eyebrows.

Lord Lian Zhen Xing!

A voice sounded in Su Mo's heart.He is the father of the Plum Blossom Fairy.

And on the right side of Su Mo, stood a stunning female cultivator.

In Su Mo's memory, he had never seen such a charming woman.Even Linghu He Huan would be eclipsed in front of that nun.

The female cultivator's upper body was draped with a light blue gauze, soft and ethereal.The fragrant shoulders are tender, and the muscles are like curdled fat.The part covered by the light gauze, contrasting light and dark, appears and disappears from time to time, which is even more charming and imaginative.

The waist is graceful and the curves are complete.

On her lower body, a long water-colored dress was half open.A slender and straight beautiful leg, white as snow, almost completely naked outside the skirt, makes people's hearts flutter.

barefoot!

Mae Shenglian.There was a round of water waves under the toes, spreading out little by little.That female cultivator has a beauty that can turn all living beings upside down, enough to charm everything.

Su Mo's determination is not unsteady.

However, the moment he saw the nun, he lost his mind for a moment.If it was against the enemy, at this moment, Su Mo might have lost his life.

Ancient Sky Demon, Water Charm!
In Su Mo's heart, he unconsciously called out the nun's name.

All this is like a dream.

However, with the experience from last time, Su Mo understood that he was recovering his memory.Last time, he watched everything from the sidelines.

But this time, he has completely merged into Xiao Luo and Murong Huang's perspective.

"Asura Demon Continent, the black and white sun, never see the moon, can pass through the dark. The earth is round and the sky is round, vast and boundless. There are mountains and no seas, and there are long rivers and rivers that run through its borders..."

"Also, the Unfathomable Abyss is located in the north of Youhun Mountain, named Cangwu. There is a strange place called Burying the Ancients, where endless ancient heavenly souls are buried, with thousands of floating coffins and thousands of ancient tombs."

……

"We are the resurrected souls!" Mr. Lian Zhenxing has been explaining, "The seven stars accompany the blood moon. For many thousands of years, the entire Shura world has been expanding and spreading. At present, we don't know that What kind of power is that!"

……

"Xiao Luo, our cooperation has come to an end. Drunk Demon Luo has become a climate; Demon Burial Sect, the foundation has also been established. I, the Heavenly Demon Babu, will stick to the demon star field. Farewell!" The watermarks scattered slightly and disappeared in an instant.

Seven stars accompany the moon, Blood Moon Demon Continent!
Su Mo's heart moved slightly.Back then, he, Shui Mei, and Ziyou three sons joined forces to open the ancient burial door and came to the Asura Realm.

Is this the day when he first arrived in Mozhou?
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The great river of forgetfulness has no beginning and no end.Only the immortal boat can sail on it.At this moment, Su Mo was standing on the deck, looking at the murky river, surging.

77 Immortal Ships.

Their mist is almost connected.On the Wangchuan River, there seemed to be a black cloud stretching thousands of miles.

At that moment, Su Mo was dressed in white.

In front of him stood a boy of sixteen or seventeen.He was naked from the upper body, and the lower body was wearing a big homemade shorts.

Dark complexion and strong build.

Little six!
That is the true heir of the immortal old man.Only he can control the immortal ship.In the end, 77 ships were combined into seven ships.On this boat, there are now monks from the Demon Burial Sect and millions of soul soldiers from the Ancient Burial Land.

Su Mo remembered all these.

Su Mo turned his head, and the woman in Tsing Yi smiled warmly at him.The woman in Tsing Yi had an elegant temperament and a refined appearance. On her cheeks, there were two plum blossom imprints, exuding a faint halo, which was truly glamorous.

Five children?Sister Mu!

Su Mo's heart trembled slightly.

For more than 3000 years in the Shura Realm of Mozhou, Mei Hua Wu'er has been protecting everything for herself.She is his woman.Senior Sister Mu came from reincarnation.

"See Demon Lord—"

A monk at the third level of Xuanxian knelt on one knee on the deck.Unfortunately, in a trance, Su Mo didn't hear what he said clearly.However, at that moment, he knew that he was in the Seventh Layer of Immortal Realm.

The name of the Demon Lord seems to have started from then.

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In the Blood North Continent, the north wind is getting tighter, and the snow is getting thicker.

Looking from a distance, the mountains are faint, and there are no traces of thousands of paths.Su Mo was wearing a black robe and a cloak, walking slowly towards the north in the face of the wind and snow, stepping on broken Qiong nonsense.

Cough cough - cough cough -

Su Mo felt a tightness in his chest and coughed lightly a few times.At this time, his face was pale, but he was a mortal, not the Seventh Level Immortal.

Because, this is Murong Huang's memory.

There were four people beside Su Mo.Four great monks, four great immortals, and four great star kings.One on the left and the other on the right are Lucun Xingjun, a fat man in brocade clothes, and Wenqu Xingjun, a one-armed scribe.

Behind Su Mo, there are two more people.They wore gray robes and black robes.They are Murong's ax and sword!

"Boss, do you want to take a break!" Lucun Xingjun asked with concern.

"No need!"

Su Mo's face was flushed, but his eyes were cold.He raised his eyes to see the heavy snow all over the sky, and shook his head.

At that time, Su Mo remembered that he was walking to walk the path of the demon body, to experience the profound meaning of the demon venerable, so that both he and Xiao Luo's moods could be fulfilled.

Everything, for Taihuang!

That was the obsession in Murong Huang's heart back then.

At that time, there was already a hint of melancholy hidden in Wen Muran's deep eyes.Many years later, Murong Huang finally understood why Wen Muran, who had lived for two lifetimes at that time, had such gazes.

Wenqu Xingjun, wisdom is like the sea, and heart is like a rock.

However, he can see the future clearly, but he can't see the future clearly.That is his pain.Unfortunately, no one can understand him!

(End of this chapter)