Seventeen days had passed since Su Ming stepped into the secret room.

This secret room is not on the ground, but under the many attics of the Yu family, in the majestic underground palace, this underground palace has been built for tens of thousands of years, and it belongs to the most secret place of the Yu family.

At this moment, in the depths of this underground palace, outside Su Ming's secret room, there were two huge stone gates, intertwined with each other, forming a gate of dozens of zhang in size.

There are many blood-colored runes on this gate, and these runes are secret, exuding strong fluctuations, and even if they attack with all their might in the late stage of the realm, it will be difficult to destroy this stone gate in a short time.

Now outside this stone gate, the thirteen old men of the Yu family are sitting outside one by one with their knees crossed, as if they are protectors, and their fanaticism for the ancestors of the Yu family makes them pay their lives for this protection.

If anyone dares to break in at this time, then they will face the crazy attack of these thirteen old men.

In addition to these thirteen people, there was also Yurou sitting on the side, her expression was always elegant, sitting there silently, and the thirteen elders looked distinct, her beauty was even more incompatible with the gloomy and decaying of the thirteen.

"The Ancestor has been in retreat for seventeen days...... There won't be any problems, right?" After seventeen days of waiting, the thirteen elders couldn't help but secretly feel anxious, after all, what Su Ming said before the retreat was only a few days.

"Shut up, the old ancestor has cultivated to the sky, how can there be any problems with his old man, this is obviously the old ancestor is absorbing the vitality of the apostle, so as to better have a new body. Someone next to him immediately scolded, obviously the identity of the person who scolded was slightly higher, which made the old man who had just opened his mouth to worry bow his head and remain silent.

"Not necessarily!" a vicissitudes of life voice slowly came out of the mouth of another skeleton-like old man on the side.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of the Ancestor's failure to take over? ”

"This is impossible, with the cultivation of the ancestors and tens of thousands of years of preparation, it will definitely not fail. ”

"That's right. It's also possible that what the seven generations said, if ...... What if it fails?"

"If it fails, then it is not the ancestor who appears in front of us. It's the apostles from before!" Many of the thirteen people flashed their eyes at the same time, and they sent divine thoughts to each other.

Only Yurou was in the distance, quiet and didn't hear the slightest.

In this long wait, in this slowly growing hesitation and speculation, another three days passed.

It has been twenty days since Su Ming stepped into the secret room. On this day, at dusk outside the underground palace, when the breeze caressed and made the trees sway, in this underground palace, there was a sudden roaring sound, which echoed sullenly.

The appearance of this voice immediately made the thirteen old men all raise their heads quickly. They all looked intently at the door of the secret room, and their bodies stood up from their knees and turned into kneeling.

The roar. It was from the door of the secret room, the sound of the door slowly being opened from the inside, and as the roar became more and more intense, gradually, a gap opened in the middle of the door.

The gap grew bigger and bigger, and when the stone door was about to open completely in a few moments, the thirteen old men immediately spoke respectfully, no matter what they guessed in their hearts.

"I'll wait, meet the ancestor!"

With a bang, the stone door opened completely. It was pitch black inside, and the green candles in the dungeon seemed to be going deep into the darkness inside the stone gate, but they were actually stopped outside the door, as if there was an invisible force in it, preventing all the light from coming.

In the darkness, the sound of footsteps was gradually heard. Echoing throughout the underground palace, the footsteps were not slow, and after a few breaths, Su Ming's figure appeared in the stone gate, revealing in front of everyone, his footsteps paused, and he did not continue to walk out.

He stood in the dark, and the dim green light one step away faintly shrouded the surroundings, so that Su Ming could see the outside clearly, but when the people outside looked at Su Ming, they could only see vaguely.

Facing the words of the thirteen old men, Su Ming did not respond at all, he stood in the darkness, his eyes swept over the thirteen people, and at this moment, there was a dead silence all around.

It seemed that even the sound of breathing disappeared, making it seem that at the same time as the dead silence here, there was gradually a feeling of depression, this feeling was extremely strong The thirteen old men felt it extremely strongly, they knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, but they could feel the contraction of the sweat pores on their bodies, which was an instinct before encountering danger.

It was precisely because they did not raise their heads that they felt even stronger, and they felt an extremely evil aura emanating from the stone gate, where domineering and feminine were perfectly blended.

This aura is unpredictable, unpredictable, as if it can destroy all beings when it is domineering, and like a muddy whirlpool when it is feminine, once people step in, they will never be able to climb out. It made these thirteen old men hesitate to guess in their hearts, and they couldn't be clear.

In the tension of these thirteen people, only Yurou on the side still looked indifferent, but all this was just an appearance, in fact, her body trembled slightly, but it was not obvious.

It wasn't until ten breaths later that this aura gradually dissipated, and the thirteen old men secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Ming took the last step and walked from the darkness to the light.

His body was completely revealed, with long gray hair, white robes, and a handsome almost bewitching face, with a touch of inexhaustible vicissitudes, which did not seem to belong to him, but for some reason, temporarily remained on his body.

This vicissitudes of life can never be made deliberately, if there is not enough precipitation over the years, and if you don't see through all the illusions, it must not be possible to exist in people who have not experienced this.

This vicissitudes of life instantly made the hearts of the thirteen old men shake, and the decay on their bodies seemed to be too thin in front of Su Ming's vicissitudes of life, and they were not even worthy of being called old.

When the hearts of the thirteen old men were shaken, Su Ming looked at him lightly, his eyes were like a pool of water, and he was calm, but if someone looked carefully, he would immediately be lost in these eyes, the depth in those eyes was very deep, and there was a hint of convincing involuntarily, as if ...... Under the gaze of these eyes, everything the other party says can be believed.

This is...... As long as you believe, there is the power of existence, this is the perception that Su Ming gained from that sentence from the three doors, and after this perception was fused with Su Ming's sun, moon and stars, it became Su Ming's most powerful and mysterious magic at the moment.

This technique, once used, will be a change in wind and clouds, and the sky and the earth will be lightless.

"You guys, believe me. Su Ming said lightly, he had just recovered from the strange picture in his mind at the moment, there were still vicissitudes of life on his body, and there was also the figure of the white-haired man in his mind, and even in his eyes, there was still the sadness of the white-haired man when he looked at the sky.

This vicissitudes, this figure, this sorrow, everything that remains on Su Ming's body now, with Su Ming's words, invisibly exploded, making the void of the underground palace distorted, the fluctuations spread, and it instantly diffused around, covering the entire underground palace in an instant.

Its voice had a strange power, and when it reverberate, it even caused the green candle flame here to shake violently a few times.

Even at this moment, Su Ming's appearance seemed to have changed, which made people have a vague feeling, as if Su Ming at this moment had become a white-haired man, with his hands behind his back, standing between the collapsed heaven and earth, looking down at the sky.

This is not Su Ming's power, this is the remnant of Su Ming's perception, and it can even be said that this is Su Ming borrowing the white-haired man, and only one sentence is left, which can condense the power of a terrifying person.

This kind of borrowing can only be done by Su Ming at this moment, in addition, even if he realizes it again, he can't do it, because after Fang Cai's comprehension is over, that sentence will disappear in the Sanmen Dao Heaven, dissipate in heaven and earth, and return to the years that belong to it.

Unless Su Ming can truly fully comprehend, otherwise, at this moment, he will be the strongest moment of his supernatural powers.

The thirteen cultivators were all old men in the late stage of the realm, and their minds had a strong and indescribable roar at this moment, and in this roar, their ears, their minds, and their souls all set off Su Ming's voice.

This voice carries an unquestionable voice, with an arrogance that even the heavens and the earth will give in, even the sky will bow their heads, and all sentient beings will be in front of it, if they dare not obey, no matter what they cultivate, they will be wiped out in an instant.

Under this roar, all the thirteen old men spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even more bleeding, their bodies rolled upside down, and after retreating for hundreds of feet in a row, their faces were pale, and their expressions were shocked, and at the same time, they contained a ball of flames.

Is that...... A purple flame, a flame that is even more fanatical than meeting the ancestor of the Jade Family.

Even Yurou was at this moment, under the explosion of the residual breath on Su Ming's body, blood spurted out, her body kept regressing, her quiet was no more, her elegance disappeared, everything in her mind was torn apart at this moment, and it was forcibly integrated into an idea.

That was to follow Su Ming's thoughts!

Purple flames also appeared in her eyes!

"Believe ......" Yurou breathed quickly and muttered, and the thirteen old men also let out a fanatical roar at this moment.

"Believe!!"

"Believe !!"

The reverberation of thirteen voices caused countless echoes in this dungeon, and under the continuous diffusion, there was an illusion that the dungeon was trembling.

As they spoke, Su Ming's eyes slowly closed, and the residual aura on his body disappeared, and his figure was no longer blurred.

"Your strength is a heartfelt belief in you...... This power is in my hands, and I have chosen ...... People have to give in!" Su Ming opened his eyes, his expression was bewitching, and the light in his eyes gave people a sense of endless profundity.

The bald crane looked at the starry sky sadly, clutching at his bare body, trying to grab some hair, but he didn't......

It could only squeeze its eyes into the starry sky, trying to shed tears for itself.

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