This was the first time he had gained the awakening of his memory without devouring the undead soul!

As the memory awakened and his name was known, Su Ming closed his eyes, and the immortal souls around him slowly drifted away, their consciousness was still confused, and they would not resist.

As for the immortal soul that was dispersed by Su Ming, some white mist emanated from his body, and these mist surrounded Su Ming, as if eager to merge into Su Ming's body.

But after a long time, when Su Ming opened his eyes, he looked at the white mist, and walked out silently, without absorbing the slightest, his memory, except for his own name, was still vague, but the feeling of longing to devour the immortal soul was reduced with the killing.

In the gray in his eyes, there was also some more sanity at this moment, along the ground under his feet, Su Ming slowly floated forward, time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was half a year, in this half a year, Su Ming experienced several killings, he no longer absorbed those white mist, often after seeing the group of immortal souls, as long as it was not that large-scale, he would rush away silently.

If you don't absorb the white mist, it won't make him strong, so every time you kill, it's better if you encounter the kind of dazed person who won't resist, but if you encounter the devouring companion who becomes stronger, it will be very difficult.

But with the killing, although Su Ming was not strong, his memory was a new awakening, and he remembered some of his supernatural powers......

He thought of the Wind Slash, remembered the Thunder Barbarian Technique, and remembered some of the inheritances of Red Luo, with these means, Su Ming was in silence, and no longer chose those immortal souls who would not resist, but specifically looked for those powerful souls and fought with them!

After fighting again and again, Su Ming gradually discovered that he had a lot of shortcomings, he was not decisive enough, there were too many tricks, not enough to kill with one hit, and even when he encountered some crises, he would make mistakes in his choice.

The cost of all this was that his body collapsed several times, and he even suffered two deaths......

Maybe it's because he didn't devour the immortal soul, Su Ming, who died twice, was very different from usual after reawakening, his memory was not blurred, it was still kept at the moment before death, and after every death, he would think about the reason for his failure, and then continue to kill.

He could clearly feel that he was slowly becoming stronger, and this strength was not the strength of devouring the immortal soul, but his own grasp of battle, his understanding of spells, and his judgment of will.

His shot has given up a lot of useless fancy, his mind is decisive and resolute, once he shoots, he will point to the target, and there will never be the slightest relaxation and relaxation.

Gradually, as the killing increased, as Su Ming continued to die and resurrect, as he summarized and improved each of his failures, the speed at which he killed became faster and faster, and he began to target the powerful souls in the large group of undead souls, rather than a small group of undead souls.

In this way, the number of such powerful souls he has to face will be a lot more, and the degree of danger will also increase for him, but this kind of killing will bring Su Ming not only the transformation of the battle, but also the continuous awakening.

Not only did he remember his supernatural powers, he remembered his name, and even he remembered that this was the ...... The immortal and immortal realm of the candle nine yin!

If only that's it, after dying dozens of times, after killing an unknown number of immortal souls, after giving up and devouring the majestic white mist, in his memory, a scene emerges, everything about his last reincarnation!

He saw what he had gone through in the last reincarnation, devouring the undead, until he died in the place where the trumpet came.

His memory came to a halt here, and he couldn't remember more, even the scene on the snake dragon in the last reincarnation, he was only vague, and he didn't know why he did it, why he carved a mark on the scales.

But he had a feeling that if he continued like this, then one day, he could remember everything. The killing has been going on, Su Ming is wearing a black robe, his hair is windless, the Wind Barbarian Technique has been changed by him in his own way, and the same is true of the Thunder Barbarian Technique, this change makes the lethality of this spell more decisive.

This time passes little by little, ten, fifty, a hundred years......

Su Ming walked past a group of thousands of immortal souls, his feet did not pause at all, and wherever he passed, under the finger of his right hand, there was a strong wind howling out of thin air, and with a punch in his left hand, the thunder roared, forming a large area of collapse and explosion.

The dozens of powerful souls in that group of immortal souls, after Su Ming walked past them, dissipated one by one and turned into white mist, but Su Ming didn't absorb the slightest.

This kind of killing can no longer satisfy Su Ming, it can't let him gain more experience, and this kind of killing is difficult for him to experience the crisis.

After a hundred years of killing, he died nearly a hundred times, but every time he was resurrected after death, Su Ming would think about the reason, change all the roots of his death, and then transcend himself.

His will has been unimaginably tempered in the past hundred years, and as he kills, as his memories recover again and again, he remembers more reincarnations, and the past events of each reincarnation are remembered by him one after another.

His expression gradually became numb, but this numbness seems to be the same as his previous reincarnation, but in fact it is completely different, this numbness appears because of habit, because of indifference, and the numbness in reincarnation, its inner root is confusion.

One is due to habit, the other is due to confusion, and two kinds of numbness are like the difference between heaven and earth.

Su Ming's body also had exhaustion, this kind of killing exhaustion, this feeling of having to fight for the recovery of his memory, made him feel physically and mentally haggard.

However, everything has to go on!

Until another hundred years passed, he remembered his previous 10,000 reincarnations, and he knew all the boundaries of this vast earth, this immortal and immortal realm.

The target of his killing began to be placed on those immortal war spirits like the red-haired men back then, and only such war spirits would make him feel the danger of death when he fought with them.

"Where there is a sky, there is a ...... earth" Su Ming made a move, and in a sky, with a figure whose whole body was shrouded in black mist, was starting a battle of life and death, the low roar of the black mist figure was shocking, its movements were hot and cold, and ice and fire were superimposed.

"Where there is flame, there is ice water...... On the white earth, on a raised hillside, it was an old man who was fighting with Su Ming, this old man was gray-haired and numb in his eyes, but when he made a move, he pressed and grabbed it, but it made Su Ming collapse and die many times......

But every time he wakes up, Su Ming will continue to fight!

"If there is a pressure to collapse, it will be absorbed and dev......oured" Su Ming is fighting with a three-zhang man in the heaven and earth, and the fists of this big man have two different senses of light and heavy, which is difficult for people to bear, and his roar is repeated, and more words come out of the roar!

"Immortal Soul!"

"The immortal and immortal realm of Candle Jiuyin, the immortality and immortality in it, are the same......" Su Ming sat cross-legged on a raised mountain peak in the white earth, looking at the gray sky, muttering to himself.

His memory has been restored to hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, four hundred years have passed, and in these four hundred years, he has not absorbed a single white mist, all relying on himself, in death and awakening again and again, to fight!

There are many people here, but he still can't win, such as the big man who is three zhang, such as the old man who is pressed and caught, Su Ming has experienced many deaths in their bodies.

"Everything here has both positive and negative sides, such as pressing and grabbing, pressing is to send power to collapse all things, and grasping is to absorb mist to nourish the soul......

Such as that fast and slow, such as that light and heavy, there are many ...... It's all two different areas, pros and cons. Su Ming closed his eyes, his expression numb and thoughtful.

"The immortal soul is what I was reincarnated in before, absorbing the mist here, nourishing the soul and eventually becoming stronger, without destroying the soul...... That's the path I'm taking now, like two extremes!

Immortality means that he will never really die, and he can be resurrected every time, but the memories after resurrection will disappear, and there will be nothing left...... Imperishable, it means that my memory is indestructible, and I can keep my original memory after awakening from countless deaths!

Perhaps this Candle Nine Yin's Immortal Immortal Realm was originally prepared for the Immortal Soul...... It's just immortal, what is needed is a strong will, without this will, it is difficult to hold on to the end......" Su Ming's right hand was raised, and he pointed very casually behind him, and under this finger, a short man immediately drilled out of the void behind him, this person looked numb, opened his mouth and was about to devour, but Su Ming's finger was already on his eyebrows.

With a bang, the body of this short man exploded, turning into white mist, and with a flick of Su Ming's sleeve, the mist spread out into the distance. This matter was as ordinary as breathing for Su Ming, and it didn't make his thinking pause at all.

"Look for the positive and negative sides of yourself, not heaven and earth, not ice and fire, not that press and grasp, not light and heavy, and also not fast and ......slow" Su Ming's eyes opened, looking at the gray sky, in silence, in a trance.

Time passed slowly, a hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years, Su Ming always sat here, there was a large amount of white mist around him, this group of white mist was scattered by the immortal souls he killed here, and because of the existence of these white mist people, it has a great attraction for many undead souls, often there are immortal souls coming, and after absorbing the white mist, they become stronger, but at the moment they pounced on Su Ming, they were pointed at by Su Ming, and they collapsed and died.

This finger is Su Ming's seven hundred years of time, in this killing and thinking, combined with his Fengman, Lei Man, Yuanying's supernatural powers, as well as all kinds of everything in his countless reincarnation memories here, and evolved a killing move!

This killing move is very simple, there is only one finger, but this finger has the speed of lightning, the power of wind and thunder, the strangeness of grabbing and pressing, the root of light and heavy, the law of fast and slow, and the life and soul of Su Ming!

Until this day, in Su Ming's memory, in those countless reincarnations, there was a scene of his first arrival in this realm in the true sense...... He remembered why he came, remembered the little snake, remembered the old man in black robe, and remembered the words that touched his heart when he fought with Candle Jiuyin.

"The fusion of heaven and earth, the fusion of ice and fire...... Fusion ......" Su Ming's eyes opened for the first time in hundreds of years, and his eyes revealed a fine light.

"I see......"