"It turns out that the proposition can be used in this way. Su Ming's eyes showed that this paper talisman itself is a treasure, it contains the breath of life, it can give life to people, the great witch master got this paper talisman, and when it is integrated into the body, it can change its life and become the life of nine deaths.

With the hand that grabbed the paper, with a bang, the paper talisman was immediately pulled off by Su Ming, and the rest disappeared without a trace.

"The art of giving life from outsiders can improve one's own cultivation, but this method is no less than pulling out seedlings to help grow...... The same is true for Sima Xin back then. ”

Su Ming's understanding of the character is more profound.

As the half of the paper talisman disappeared into the air, it was at this time that the destruction ripple of the Wu Clan's great witch duke's self-detonation and death before spread out, and suddenly touched Su Ming's spear, turning into an earth-shattering roar that spread in all directions.

The entire earth trembled in this self-explosion, cracks appeared, and a large amount of sea water flooded from all directions, so that the Wushen Island was flooded with nearly forty percent of the area at once.

Circles of ripples continued to spread in mid-air, and some of the people of the Wu Clan couldn't dodge, and their bodies collapsed into flying ashes, and the ripples did not spread far away before they gradually dispersed.

In the mid-air that dispersed the fluctuations, Su Ming's body stepped out of the void, he did not suffer the slightest injury, at the moment of self-explosion, he had already stepped into the fragment space that had been prepared long ago.

When he walked out at this moment, he looked at the Sacred Mountain of the Witch Clan, because at this moment, a wave that even surpassed his cultivation erupted in that Sacred Mountain.

With this fluctuation, there is a figure sitting cross-legged on the top of the holy mountain, it is a young man who looks only ten ** years old, but there is a sense of vicissitudes in his body, he sits there cross-legged, his eyes are ...... It has been completely replaced by the crescent moon. When others look at them, they will feel like they have been absorbed.

On his forehead, there was a half-cut of yellow paper with runes flickering on it. The rune was missing, but it was also discernible that it was in the shape of a crescent moon.

"I remembered who Your Excellency was, the one who fought with the old man with the Heavenly Evil Son and the Dragon Master, Su Ming!" the young man looked at Su Ming and spoke slowly.

"The moon is cloudy and sunny...... If nine people die and nine live...... All that is sought is perfection, and this is ...... Given by the old man. Nine deaths. The young man looked at Su Ming hundreds of feet away, slowly stood up, and bowed to Su Ming.

"Untaught......" When the young man clenched his fists, he looked up at Su Ming.

At this moment, the Great Wu Gong's whole body temperament has changed too much, compared with Fang Cai, like a different person.

"The cold of midwinter, if life is over. Winter, autumn, summer and spring, for ...... Su's self-realized life. Su Ming looked at the young man who had been transformed into a big witch, and shook his sleeves. Clenched his fists and bowed slightly.

The appearance of the Great Wu Gong of the Wu Clan now turning into this young man was something that Su Ming had never appeared in the memory of reincarnation, and he remembered that the last time the Great Wu Gong of the Wu Clan was resurrected for the ninth time, he was a strong man in his thirties.

But now, he has become a teenager.

And obviously, the life of the nine deaths of this great witch prince, the younger the age of the final incarnation, the stronger his cultivation becomes, and now this scene, it can be seen that this great witch prince is compared to the past. I have improved a lot, and I have a deeper understanding of the life of nine deaths that I was given.

"My master once said that it is difficult for the given life to become under one's own control and fit perfectly with oneself...... Unless I can practice until I die nine times and become a baby. It is possible to integrate this life......

Today's battle with you, I have gained a lot, there are faint signs of breakthrough, and I also ask you to give me a lesson to help me break through, this great grace, a certain ...... Remember. When the young man heard Su Ming's words of self-realization, his expression was immediately excited, and he bowed to Su Ming again, his body slowly rose into the air, and after the whole person floated for a hundred feet, his right hand was raised on the holy mountain behind him and patted in the air.

Suddenly there was a roar from this mountain, and it was no longer an illusory flash, but completely condensed, and a huge crack appeared from this mountain, and under that roar, the mountain peak gradually split into two halves, and a ghostly light flew out from it and fell in front of Su Ming.

It was a coffin, a ...... The coffin that Su Ming had seen back then.

"This thing is the second time I saw you, you touched the tearful thing, this thing comes from the immortal clan, to be eroded by the breath of yin death, you should come here for this thing, great grace to teach, this thing to give. The young man's eyes were full of persistence and fanaticism, and at this moment, he was not at all like the Great Witch Gong that Su Ming had seen before.

The other party at this moment is more like a life-seeker who can give everything in order to make a breakthrough in cultivation and to fuse the fate of the nine deaths.

Pursuing one's destiny and achieving oneself is the search for one's life.

Su Ming looked carefully at the young man's eyes, in those eyes, he couldn't see cunning, he couldn't see conspiracy, he just saw the persistence of fusing the fate of the nine deaths and seeking a breakthrough.

This kind of persistence is very similar to Su Ming in some aspects.

"In addition to this coffin, I also need the blood of your flesh Jiuli here. Su Ming looked at the coffin in front of him, his expression gradually softened, and there was a wisp of melancholy and reminiscence, and after putting the coffin away, he slowly spoke.

The young man was silent, smiled freely after a while, raised his hands and patted it, and between this beat, suddenly there was a flash of light at the palm prints of his hands, and with the change of his palm prints, a transparent coffin appeared in front of him.

The coffin was not large, and because of its transparency, a dry skeleton could be seen lying inside.

Looking at the skeleton, the young man's right hand was raised, and a finger was pointed at the brows of the skeleton, and a wisp of purple blood that exuded a strong witch aura flew out, and the young man shook his sleeves, and the blood came straight to Su Ming.

Su Ming grabbed the void with his left hand, and immediately a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and after filling this blood into it, the color of this jade bottle immediately turned purple.

"The blood of the Nine Li Witch Lords of the past generations has been devoured by me, and it has been refined into nine drops of witch source blood in my body, this blood I thought could help me break through, but it has been useless for many years...... I'll give you four drops, and please give me advice!" the boy patted the coffin, and immediately the coffin fell to the earth.

With a bang, as the coffin fell to the ground, the young man's eyes showed a strong light, and his right hand suddenly raised, pointing towards the half of the rune in the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately, the rune emitted a soft light, enveloping its whole body, and the boy passed at a speed visible to the naked eye, like years doubling on his body. The hair is getting longer and longer, the skin is gradually showing a sense of streamer, and its body is slowly growing, from a teenager. directly became a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old youth.

At the same time, overlapping shadows suddenly appeared on his body, and a person walked out from inside, it was the young man, he pointed to his twenty-five or six-year-old self beside him, and looked at Su Ming

"This is my eighth life, the life of youth!"

One of the ones in his opening. The young man's eyes flashed, and the years passed again, and after turning into a thirty-year-old in a blink of an eye, his body overlapped again, and this time, from the man in his thirties, the young man walked out of the overlap and stood beside the young man. Pointing to himself in his thirties, he looked at Su Ming.

"This is my seventh life, the life of the prime of life!"

This bizarre scene. Let Su Ming's eyes froze.

He saw the body of the man in his thirties grow again, and the same scene appeared when he looked about forty years old.

"This is my sixth life, the life of middle age!"

"This is my fifth life, half a hundred lives!"

"This is my fourth life, the life of dusk!"

Standing beside the young man at this moment, there were five great witches of different ages who had become white from his youth until his hair and sideburns.

Similarly, on the body of the old man with white sideburns and hair, the passage of time is still going on......

"This is my third life. Twilight life!"

"This is my second life, the life of the Immortal!"

"This is my first life, the life of the lamp!" The last one to appear next to the young man was exactly what Su Ming had seen, the great witch of the Wu clan who had appeared for the first time before, with a full face. A dead air permeated his body, yellowing scattered teeth that were almost gone, and the eyes with crescents in their mouths, stood beside the young man.

"And I, the ninth life. The young man looked at the eight different age selves standing beside him, and when he spoke softly, he looked at Su Ming with persistence in his eyes.

"This is my nine deaths, Su Daoyou, please advise. ”

Su Ming was silent for a moment, looking at the young man, at the eight great witches of different ages beside him, and after a long time, he pointed to the coffin on the ground.

"He, what is his first life?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down at the coffin on the ground, his body suddenly trembled, and a ray of understanding gradually appeared in his eyes, but it was not clear.

"From the withered body of the lamp to the crying baby, this is from death to new life, this life path is somewhat similar to what Su realized, but it is different. Su Ming pondered for a moment, and when he spoke, his left hand was raised, and immediately patches of snowflakes appeared on his palms, and the snowflakes emitted cold air and spread all around.

"This is my ......" Su Ming looked at the snowflakes floating on his palm, and as his words spoke, those snowflakes gradually changed color, no longer white, they all turned red, not red, but ...... Autumn colors.

A faint vitality is mixed in the middle of winter, turning into the meaning of autumn.

"You, do you understand?" Su Ming waved his left hand, and the snowflakes in his hand dispersed.

The young man's body trembled, his eyes showed confusion and trance, understanding and ignorance, he faintly felt that he seemed to understand something, but he couldn't see the context clearly.

"To move from death to life, what is needed is real death...... And you know that you will not die, the fate of nine deaths, it seems to be immortal, but in fact...... This immortal consciousness has made you lose your desire for life, so how can you talk about life?"

Su Ming said lightly.

The young man's whole body shook violently, and when he suddenly raised his head, he looked at Su Ming in a daze, and after a long time, his expression showed decisiveness, and his right hand raised towards the earth, and his flesh coffin suddenly struck in the air.

With a bang, its coffin shattered, and the body inside it was directly shattered and collapsed, and the remaining five drops of Wuyuan's blood flew out, and the young man shook his sleeves and rolled towards Su Ming.

"Great grace remember!" the young man clenched his fists and bowed deeply to Su Ming.

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