Beseech The Devil

    Light may be only one in the ordinary.

    But at the moment, in Su Ming's eyes, light is divided into two types, one is the tyranny of glare, and the other is the softness of weak awns.

    Sun and Moon Statue's splendid glory reflects the entire secret room, making every location in this room covered with light. The overbearing and softness are not interlaced. Instead, the room is divided into two by Su Ming. semicircle.

    One is overbearing, and the other is soft.

    With the closed eyes of Su Ming, there are two different colors, which make his body appear to be scattered at this moment. With his nose tip in the middle, the body has made two different Strong dark light.

    Su Ming's hands up the palms, put them on the knees, and the High Path Mountain in the right hand, now in this light, gradually has a feeling of being alive, the ghost is more and more, the bat above its ghosts There was a burst of embarrassment.

    After a few moments, High Path Mountain's savagely raises the head, the whole body twists, and floats from High Path Mountain, the body is like a mist, around Su Ming, wandering between the glare and the weak man, see It is very strange to go.

    Su Ming looks as usual, still closed his eyes, his left hand Tai Ping You Elephant, at this moment also rumbled, slowly decomposed, turned into an illusion of elephants and scales, with that The ghosts wandered together.

    "The power of so long as you believe then it exists, appear!"Su Ming both eyes open up, in the eyes of the bright light, there is a kind of light to be integrated into the strength of this chamber, becoming the third illusion of light here.

    At the moment when his "both eyes" opened, he walked around Su Ming's Taoist devil, and he gave a sigh in the sky. In his shackles, his left hand slammed up and grabbed the scale that he was walking around.

    The scale was in his hands, as if this moment the singer became a person of the scales. While he picked up the scale, Tai Ping You Elephant turned into a Changhong, and naturally appeared on the weighing pan.

    All this is slow, but the real process is to complete the calculations. The ghost looks no longer embarrassed, but it is a majestic moment. He grabs his right hand and immediately grabs the bat and hangs it. On the scale.

    At the moment when he completed this action, what appeared in front of Su Ming was a devil's Elephant Scale!

    That bat, it’s awesome!

    Everything is so perfect, the perfect Su Ming can't find the slightest flaw, as if it should be like this.

    "There are two bodies, one is the real body, and the other is the fantasy of the virtual!"The vague voice shook from the mouth of the ghost.

    "Elephant Scale is true, if it is the respect of the doorway, it is not the power of Spirit Xian. The illusion of quantity, like the illusion of the scene, can be weighed…This is like a three interest! ”

    The image of Devil's Elephant Scale, after Su Ming's time in front of Su Ming, turned into two long rainbows and went straight to Su Ming both eyes, in which the Taoist and the bat scales rushed into Su Ming's left eye. Disappear.

    Tai Ping You Elephant and the scales are in Su Ming right eye and the flashes dissipate.

    Su Ming's body suddenly shocked.

    "Believes in me ……"Su Ming muttered, the booth eyes were murky, and he really felt the power contained in the bottle eyes at the moment, because this power is in his mind, and now is a strong voice.

    This voice carries the supreme majesty, such as roaring, the voice is constantly echoing, Su Ming does not feel the danger, this is not a spiritual connotation, ready for possession, this is like a residue in the years, I do not know how much The voice of 10,000 years ago.

    This sound can't be heard when it's unusual. Only in the light of this Sun and Moon Statue, after the Taoist and the Tai Ping You Elephant belong to one person, the Power of Divine Essence promotes the Elephant Scale. The picture will appear.

    Or, the image of the Elephant Scale is the core of Three Gateways Sky, and the strange power that Su Ming desires in Three Gateways Sky…It’s hidden in this ghostly Elephant Scale screen…That sentence, three words!

    "Believes in me ……"This voice continually echoes, making Su Ming feel obsessed.

    Store a sound with an illusory picture, and cover it with Three Gateways Sky. This sound, these three words, is the core and the root of that strange power.

    "I didn't expect that this made me the power of attachment…It’s just that this sentence has evolved. ”Su Ming both eyes, the light flashes, and at the moment he looks very demon, and his muttering voice seems to carry a sense of emptiness.

    "The vicissitudes of this sentence…And with just one sentence, you can condense such a powerful force, never…sun and moon can do it!

    I am afraid that the origin of this Three Gateways Sky will be before sun and moon, or…This is an ancient existence that is more ancient than the sun and moon gods, the treasures left by him! ”Su Ming's heart beats a few times, his booth eyes with his cuddly hands, his hands on his knees, slowly trying to hold from the open.

    "This force needs to be sentimental. Yu Family Patriarch has explored some experience from it, so it can be slightly developed."I can feel that if I can hold all my hands and engrave my body, the strong and weak rays will reabsorb ****, then…I can succeed. ”

    Su Ming's hands clenched his fists slowly, and the light of this chamber immediately violently twisted, as if the light had turned into a ray of light, which was rushing from Su Ming's hands in all directions.

    Time passes slowly, and the blink of an eye is one day.

    On this day, Su Ming didn't blink at all. His eyes were getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, the edge around the chamber had turned dark from the previous light.

    Look, this secret room is very strange, as if the light is confined to a certain area, and the black and white courtyards around it are clear, if there is a boundary, separate them.

    Su Ming here, his face is flashing, the booth eyes can faintly see countless bloodshot, his body seems calm, but in his heart, but if there is a storm, the sound continues Again and again, resounding again and again, screaming in Su Ming's mind.

    At the beginning, it took a long time for this sound to reappear, but now, this sound seems to have been connected in Su Ming's mind, constantly swirling.

    "Believes in me…Believes in me ……Believes in me ……"

    There is no fluctuation in the vicissitudes of life, and it has replaced Su Ming's thinking, replacing Su Ming's consciousness, as if his body is empty at this moment, only that sentence is constantly spreading.

    All of this seems dangerous, but in fact, Su Ming knows that this danger is not high, and his vigilance has never been reduced. This is a sentiment, a sentiment from the voice left in this ancient time.

    If successful, he can gain the power contained in this sentence. If it fails, it is only a failure.

    Time passed again all day, Su Ming had been meditating for two days in this secret room. The voice in his mind now has an infinite echo, and slowly seems to have a re-discharge from the outside. Cohesion.

    After the third day passed, the voice in Su Ming’s mind finally completed the process from spread to re-aggregation, and again made a sentence.

    "Believes in me ……"

    This sentence, in Su Ming, sounds different from everything that I have heard before. Although he can't say the specific difference, Su Ming's mind rumbled up in the moment when the sound echoed.

    In this rumbled, his consciousness is instantly distorted, as if the soul was forcibly pulled by that sentence into a strange world.

    This is a broken sky, the sky is dark blue, is rapidly collapsing, the rumbling bangs echoing in the sky, you can see a light beam, piercing the whistling, piercing the sky, passing At the place, the space is fragmented and the sky collapses.

    In particular, after the light beam fell on the earth, it immediately formed a circular impact, sweeping around the earth, and the earth layer shattered.

    Like a last world, the heavens and the earth are destroying.

    "Believes in me ……"Just then, a majestic voice suddenly came out of the earth, and Su Ming glanced at it. He immediately saw that there was a broken mountain, standing on a mountain like a undulating earth, standing alone. !

    This is a young man with a blue shirt and a white hair. His appearance looks very ordinary. The ordinary is not surprising. But on his body, there is a deep vicissitude.

    As if his life, he has experienced too many stories, so that he has a shock that can not be said, but can be seen at a glance.

    He carried his hand and stood at the top of the mountain. His booth eyes were sad. His clothes were blown by the wind. His white hair danced in the wind. He seemed to be watching the sky, and his voice echoed.

    "Believes in me ……"

    Su Ming's heart shook. He looked at the man. He saw the man in front of the man, the earth that was collapsing, and he sang the inexhaustible creatures. These creatures trembled and obviously feared the collapse of the world, but they No one got up and fled.

    They looked at the white-haired man, as if the man's words were a kind of faith for them, a supreme reverence.

    "Someone once said to me, believe me, the earth is dead and I am immortal, the heavens and the earth are destroyed and I am not destroyed…Today, I am talking to you…

    Believes in me ……"

    Su Ming's heart shook, and everything in front of him suddenly broke at this moment, becoming countless pieces, and the pieces fluttered slowly in front of him.

    Su Ming "睁" opened his eyes, or that he was squinting, this time the soul is opened.

    Still a secret room, surrounded by darkness…Only in his hands, the left hand glare of the overbearing sun, the right hand weak awning soft moon, all the light in the secret room, condensed in Su Ming's hands.

    "I understand."Su Ming has a vicissitude on his face. If you look carefully, this vicissitudes…It was similar to the white man. (To be continued …… If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, your support is my greatest motivation. )

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