Time passes day by day.

No matter how deep Lin Ming's foundation is, no matter how solid his foundation is, his power is not endless, and it is impossible to be killed by that black shadow infinitely.

He will not sit still, those sickles are not in vain, as Lin Ming realizes the moment of death again and again, his understanding of the artistic conception of death is becoming more and more profound, and slowly, Lin Ming has been able to slowly absorb soul energy from this desperate place to replenish himself.

Although the speed of replenishment still can't keep up with the speed of consumption, the situation is much better.

A full month passed, and on this day, when the black energy light set off by the black book rushed into Lin Ming's flesh and blood, the golden pages in Lin Ming's body seemed to be pulled by this energy black light, and they buzzed and trembled.

At this moment, Lin Ming's eyes flickered, and he saw a hazy black shadow!

In an instant, Lin Ming's breath was short, and his heart, which was shrouded in black light, also beat tenaciously.

He saw it!

Finally saw the dark shadow that mastered the artistic conception of death!

Although it was only a glimpse, it left an incomparably deep imprint in Lin Ming's heart!

That person was indeed the creator of the Holy Book that Lin Ming saw in the ruins of the ancient battlefield!

And this person gave Lin Ming the feeling that he was shrouded in an infinite murderous aura, which was completely two extremes from the mysterious woman he had seen before!

That mysterious woman seems to be the mother of all things, and her body contains incomparably majestic vitality, but the black shadow in front of her seems to be like a hell of a pool of blood.

One life and one death, the two extremes of life!

And the tremor of the golden pages in Lin Ming's body just now. Echoing the mysterious black book, there is also the artistic conception of life and death flowing in it.

Lin Ming seemed to understand, in fact, the legendary "Soul Clan Holy Scripture" was probably just that black book!

He recalled the contents of the golden pages in his mind, and vaguely felt that perhaps the golden pages and the black books were part of the real Holy Scriptures, but the golden pages were the chapters of life, and the black books were the chapters of death.

What the Soul Emperor is in control of now should be the complete version of the Death Chapter.

And the chapter of life, the Soul Emperor also has a copy.

Besides. He also had several golden pages.

Other words. The Soul Emperor has almost the entire text of the Holy Codex!

Thinking of this, Lin Ming also realized how terrible the Soul Emperor was, sometimes, whether a race could be called the strongest race. Can a sect be listed as the first sect? It is often not based on the number of these races and sects and the number of masters. It's about the best of them!

The strongest often determines the height of a force.

The Soul Race dares to claim to be the pinnacle race of the universe, I am afraid it is also because of the support of the Soul Emperor and the Holy Scripture.

Of course. The Creation Saint Emperor of the Holy Clan is definitely not weak, because the Creation Saint Emperor has the Hongmeng Spirit Bead!

"Holy Scripture" Uh, originally, compared with the Hongmeng Spirit Bead, it is difficult for Lin Ming to distinguish between these two divine objects, which one has a greater impact on the growth of martial arts cultivation.

But now, this is not the time to think about that.

Lin Ming took advantage of his comprehension of the artistic conception of death to advance by leaps and bounds, and he began to absorb the soul power in this place of death, and at the same time, Lin Ming continued to look for the phantom of the creator of the "Holy Scripture", to withstand his attack, and in his attack, to find the mystery of the artistic conception of death.

Again and again, Lin Ming experienced the moment of death.

Slowly, his soul power supply speed was already able to keep up with the speed of soul power consumption.

After a few more months, the replenishment speed was already greater than the consumption rate, and Lin Ming's body, anger, and energy were rapidly recovering.

His face was no longer dark, and his blood was vigorous.

And at this time, Lin Ming could already completely see the movements of the black shadow, even when he was not attacking him, Lin Ming could capture his every move, and every movement of his contained the laws of heaven and earth, causing the throbbing of the power of death.

This is exactly what the so-called words follow the law, and the body moves the law!

Between Lin Ming's eyebrows, Tianmu Huihui, every movement of the black shadow seemed to be infinitely slowed down, so that Lin Ming could get a better comprehension.

From the beginning, he constantly endured the attacks of the black shadow, and later, he began to imitate the black shadow, imitating his every movement and breath.

The more he imitated, the more Lin Ming felt the horror of the other party's realm, a seemingly ordinary action, but it contained infinite mysteries.

Month after month, Lin Ming was fascinated.

In the outside world, the martial artists around the shrine looked a little helpless, and sure enough, it was impossible for a small strong person like Lin Ming who couldn't be beaten to death, and he couldn't support it.

If anyone thinks that Lin Ming is easy to bully because of the signs that he is gradually showing signs of exhaustion, he will definitely die a miserable death.

In the same way, Shengmei also recovered.

Her talent is amazing, she doesn't have the little girl in red to guide her, she completely relies on her own feelings to grope for the path of the artistic conception of death in the thick black fog, which is even more difficult than Lin Ming's enlightenment process!

So far, Lin Ming and Shengmei have been sitting on the altar for more than two years.

The competition between Shengmei and Lin Ming, and the news that they have opened the fifth soul sea and impacted towards the sixth soul sea has already spread in the original dream universe.

So much so that in the past two years, there have been more and more martial artists rushing to the Fallen God Mountain Range, and among them, there are many outstanding people from the major forces.

However, they were only watching from a distance, and even the niche near where Shengmei and Lin Ming were sitting was empty.

An invisible realm of soul power enveloped the two of them, making it difficult for others to get close.

Time passes quietly.

Another year has passed, and now, it's been three years!

After a martial artist enters the Holy Lord Period, his cultivation speed will become slower and slower, and three years is just a time for a martial artist with a long life.

As for Lin Ming, he rarely experienced such a long period of time.

At this time, both Shengmei and Lin Ming had fully adapted to the consumption of soul power in this dead land, and began to comprehend the law with all their might.

Seeing that Lin Ming and Shengmei didn't want to go up and down, many people didn't know what it was like.

Is this human being going against the sky?

Needless to say, in the inheritance left by the ancestor of the soul clan, his achievements actually crushed all the soul clan warriors and competed with Shengmei!

"I'm sure the Queen of Souls will win. ”

Yushisheng said firmly that as a die-hard supporter of Shengmei, he has been secretly cheering for Shengmei.

At this time, the time was implemented to three years and six months.

On this day, a shocking scene happened.

On the niche where Lin Ming was, suddenly a large amount of heaven and earth soul power gathered, and endless brilliance appeared churning, impacting the nine heavens and clouds, surging in the void, shrouding the void for hundreds of miles, brilliant and brilliant, and in the clouds, there was the aura of the avenue.

"What?"

"This ...... It's only been three and a half years, isn't it ......?"

People don't dare to believe it, and they don't want to believe it, but the reality is cruel, the niche where Lin Ming sits, on the knife-like stone wall, the strange lines began to light up one after another, like a flame burning, the brilliant divine light, the true meaning of the avenue, resonated with the heaven and earth of the Fallen God Mountain Range!

The sixth soul sea is lit up!

This scene was seen by countless junjie in the soul world, and at that moment, they felt as if something was broken in their hearts, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

The entire Soul Clan...... Downgraded by a human.

The other party single-handedly, his cultivation is not more than the middle stage of the Holy Lord, and his bone age is not more than two hundred years old, but this is it, none of them in the entire soul clan can compare!

They belong to the pride of the first race of the Thirty-Three Days, and they are crushed because of a human being!

Even Shengmei has not been able to surpass!

This is simply a great irony!

Many people clenched their fists, and Yu Shisheng bit his lips even tighter, biting his lips purple.

"The Queen of Souls will definitely light up the sixth soul sea mark soon, and it will ...... soon"

He meditated in his heart, as if praying, this was the hope in the hearts of countless soul clan martial artists.

However, the reality is so cruel, two months have passed, and there has been no movement on the side of Shengmei.

At this time, Shengmei's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she seemed to have encountered some bottleneck in the process of enlightenment.

The shrine platform enlightenment is too difficult and too difficult, this is the law inheritance left by the master of the Holy Scripture.

Lin Ming is a mysterious little girl in red to point out the direction, whether it is the artistic conception of life or the artistic conception of death, she can see through the mystery for the first time, although she can't understand the law, but her words can give Lin Ming great inspiration.

And Shengmei, on her own, will have too many hardships in the process.

It wasn't until four months passed, three years and ten months, that the shrine where Shengmei was located finally lit up.

For a time, countless clouds are like a thin rainbow, straight through the sky, magnificent and dazzling!

(The fourth is more supplemental, a little late, thanks to rats, yekongsn for the red and reward, thank you.) ）

...... (To be continued......)