Having mastered the fusion of the past and the future, there is fate in the positive and negative palms of the hand!

This technique of turning back time is the fatalistic formula that Su Ming realized during these two months of retreat, under the warmth of the Yuan Shen!

Like his creation, the third form after brute and speed, the past of fate!

This style seems simple, it seems to change the operation of the years, but in fact, it is not, Su Ming can't really do this, what he can do is to integrate the memory of the past into the wind, like the wind, and reverse it.

This formula, if he becomes fate, will unfold to the greatest extent, and at the moment he has not changed, and when he uses it, it can only be reversed for an instant.

But even if it was only for an instant, it was enough to shock the people of the Yin Spirit Clan here, and this kind of magical magic technique had already reached an extremely mysterious level!

At this moment, the man who is more than thirty zhang standing outside the fourth hall is like this in his heart!

He looked at Su Ming, his expression was complicated, there was no need to hide it, his name was Lihuo!

"My name, Lihuo, obeys the covenant between my people and your Wu clan, and I am willing to serve you. Su Ming also looked at the big man in front of him, and his ears vaguely seemed to appear the voice of the year.

In the face of Su Ming's questioning, Lihuo's expression struggled more and more violently, and he raised his head sharply, showing decisiveness in his eyes.

"The husband has something to do and something not to do! For personal selfishness, I shouldn't stop you...... To my people, I must stop you! You have a life-saving grace for me, this matter ......" The big man's right hand was suddenly raised, and as soon as he grabbed the void, a huge battle axe immediately appeared from the void with a bang, and after he grasped it in his hand, he placed it on the ground.

The ground shook, and tiny cracks creaked and spread.

“...... It's my fault!" Lihuo let go of his right hand, his battle axe stood on the ground, he turned around, his right hand slapped his chest, his body staggered back a few steps, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his helmet crumbled, revealing his dead wood-like face, and got out of the way!

"You go!!" Lihuo gritted his teeth and growled.

The other Yin Spirit Clans around them also slowly woke up at this moment, and they looked at the fire one by one, silent.

Su Ming hugged his fist towards the fire, his expression was also complicated, and he jumped up directly in a flash, and was about to rush into the fifth hall, but at the moment when his body jumped up, the other Yin Spirit clans in this hall raised their heads one after another.

"Let him go!" Lihuo's voice appeared again, revealing a sense of goodbye, although the acquaintance with Su Ming was short, the scenes that happened in this short acquaintance made Lihuo not forget.

He didn't finish Su Ming's final explanation that year, the pair of young men and women, he only took the girl back to Wucheng, as for the boy, there was an accident halfway.

This incident has always been where he feels guilty.

Su Ming turned into a long rainbow, left the fourth hall in an instant, and rushed into the fifth hall!

When he entered the fifth hall, he was still in mid-air, a powerful momentum rushed to his face, in this fifth palace, there were nine huge stone statues, at this moment, these nine stone statues woke up one by one, looking at Su Ming indifferently At the same time, in the fifth hall, there was also a person from the Yin Spirit Clan who did not take a peep, this person looked about middle-aged, with the appearance of dead wood, and did not seem to contain the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Stop!" The middle-aged Yin Spirit Clan slowly spoke, his voice revealed a sense of decay, and at the moment his words came out, the nine Yin Spirit Clans in this palace erupted with a strong momentum, each of which was comparable to the Venerable of the Hou Witch!

Especially this middle-aged man who walked out of the hall, the fluctuations emanating from his body, even if he did not reach the absolute witch, could be regarded as the top of the post-witch!

These Yin Spirit Clans are enough to trap Su Ming here, so that he can't go to the Sixth Hall in a short period of time!

Almost all the Yin Spirit Clan in this temple showed all their cultivation, and they raised their heads one by one and went straight to the air The moment Su Ming approached, Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the little snake on his shoulder raised his head violently and let out a sharp roar.

In its roar, the little snake rushed out in an instant, twisted its body in mid-air, and immediately on the canopy, a huge candle and nine yin shadows in the illusion appeared!

The shadow of the Candle Nine Yin roared, opened its mouth and slammed downward, and at the same time, Su Ming turned into a long rainbow, and the whole person penetrated the phantom of the Candle Nine Yin and went straight forward.

The Yin Spirit Clan, which had the candle turned into a candle by a small snake and blocked this hall below, won Su Ming a momentary opportunity, making him suddenly rush out of the fifth hall and come to the sixth hall in this gallop!

Although the power of the little snake's candle nine yin is not weak, it has not yet fully grown, and in the face of the yin spirit clan of the fifth hall, it can only be trapped for a short time, not for too long.

Su Ming knew that his time was ...... Not much!

He spread out his full speed, and the moment he stepped into this sixth palace, there were immediately seven auras comparable to the top of the Hou Witch, heading straight for him, so that Su Ming didn't have the slightest chance to dodge and retreat in mid-air!

Seeing that these seven breaths were approaching in an instant, Su Ming's eyes flashed, his right hand was raised, and the crystal of the wind barbarian inheritance in his body exploded in an all-round way, and a whirlpool suddenly swirled around Su Ming, and under the rotation of this whirlpool, there was a fiery feeling, as if a whirlpool containing high temperature had been formed!

Together, Su Ming's right hand pointed to the sky.

"Hidden Yin!!" The moment the word "Tibetan Yin!!" came out, and immediately in this sky, there was also a huge whirlpool wind, this wind is different from the high temperature of the earth, it contains the cold, all this is a long story, but in fact it only happened in an instant.

The cold whirlpool of the sky and the high temperature wind of the earth suddenly touched together under the continuous rolling between the heaven and the earth, and with their touch, a funeral wind that was much stronger than the opening of the sun burst out out of thin air, this wind roared, and there was more power to blow away the vitality, this is the funeral yin!!

The second style of leaving the wind, the art of burial of the yin!

Under this funeral wind, the seven Yin Spirit Clan powerhouses who came, they were like corpses in this funeral wind, their whole bodies were constantly drying up under this wind, and their vitality was disappearing in an instant, this wind howled, rolling in all directions, making Su Ming in it look like his long hair was dancing, his clothes were blowing, and his eyes were like secluded!

But this is the sixth hall of the land of the Yin Spirit Clan, almost the moment this funeral wind appeared, from the sixth hall, an old man walked out, this old man looked like he was also a familiar person to Su Ming!!

This old man is exactly ...... That person who was rented by Su Ming back then and had a cultivation comparable to that of a peerless witch! It was he who didn't know how to take away the red dragon, so that the red dragon was sealed here and here!

His expression was also complicated, but unlike the way out of the fire, he stepped away, and in the whirlwind of the funeral wind, his right hand was raised, and he pointed away!

Just like in the gambling treasure conference that year, this old man helped Su Ming fight against the Witch God Temple, the same finger!

"Qi Long Shen ......" Su Ming in the funeral wind looked at the coming finger, and the seven figures around him who had just come at this moment were revealed one by one, but they couldn't get close to Su Ming, and in this funeral wind, they were resisting to the death.

The strength of this wind would be fine if it was to be used in an ordinary cultivation, but with the unfolding of Su Ming's whole body sacrificial bone power, this burial wind technique had already been exerted to an extremely strong extent.

"I was far from being your opponent back then...... Let's take a look today, how much is the gap between you and me!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, his body took a step forward, and he walked out of this whirlpool of funeral wind, his right hand raised, with the technique of one finger that had evolved in the infinite years of the immortal and immortal realm, and the finger of the old man of the Yin Spirit Clan, in mid-air, lightning approached each other instantaneously.

Su Ming back then was fragile and vulnerable in the eyes of this old man!

Now he is qualified to have a real battle with this old man!

"It's a pity...... The timing is not right. While Su Ming pointed out this finger, his body changed the direction slightly, and he sighed in his heart, this finger instantly touched the old man's fingers, causing a shocking roar.

In this roar, blood overflowed from the corners of Su Ming's mouth, and his body rolled upside down, but the direction of his rewinding was under the slight change he had made before, not backwards, but as if he had borrowed the power of this old man, he went straight to the seventh hall!

The old man of the Yin Spirit Clan, his body was shocked, Su Ming's finger felt in him, it seemed that he had not exhausted all his cultivation, but just borrowed his strength, at this moment he saw Su Ming's body go straight to the seventh hall, his eyes flashed, and he was about to chase after him, and the phantom of his Yuan Shen, who had always followed behind Su Ming, turned back violently.

At the moment when Su Ming, the primordial god, turned around, his right hand of the primordial god was raised, and he slammed it towards the sky, and under this wave, a piece of blood suddenly appeared, looking like the entire canopy of heaven quickly turned into blood.

This is exactly the most powerful form in the Red Luo technique, and it is bloody!

This technique is used to transform the gods into cultivation, and it is difficult to exert too much of its strength, and it only expands half of the original spirit, but although it is half of it, it still has the power of bloodbath!

The sky was red, like a sea of blood transforming, rolling in all directions, appearing behind Su Ming, as if blocked, the path of the old man of the Yin Spirit Clan's pursuit, intercepted, the sea of blood surging, like a sky collapse, after integrating into Su Ming's Yuan Shen, went straight to this Yin Spirit old man.

Su Ming didn't look back, borrowed the power of a finger, and used the method of the Yuan Shen to block, all of this was to keep him from being trapped in the sixth hall, at this moment, his body was like a long rainbow, and in a roar, Su Ming stepped into this seventh palace!

His face was a little pale, that finger, after all, was comparable to a witch, if it weren't for his physical strength, under the resistance of life, I am afraid that it would collapse and explode immediately.

But the palaces of this Yin Spirit Clan, each one is stronger than the other, although now in front of Su Ming, there are only two statues left from the mountain peak hall that sealed the red dragon!

But these two, the seventh and eighth halls, must be extremely dangerous.

But Su Ming, I don't regret it!――

The call came in the afternoon, and finally came......