Time passed slowly, and more than a month passed, Su Ming always meditated cross-legged, silently comprehending the fate of the outside world in this silent starry sky, and silently feeling more of the power of fate absorbed from his two divisions.

His cultivation aura is growing almost every day, although it is not much, but it is undoubtedly getting stronger and stronger, and even during this time, in addition to Su Ming to comprehend the fate method, he also spent some time on the memory of the Enlightenment Palm Pole Dao.

In that memory, he learned more about the origin and the existence of the Three Desolations.

"The Great Realm of the Three Desolations, if Tianyuan ...... In the eyes of the Rebel Saint and Dark Chen, this is a great realm that can be compared to the nascent realm...... Just like the earliest Dark Morning and the Anti-Saint Great Realm, so did they, but in the endless years of growth, they each evolved into one Great Realm after another, until each of them had one hundred and eighty Great Realms.

This is considered complete, it is considered that the realm in which they are located, it has grown to the extreme, if the great realm is compared to the mother, then the one hundred and eighty realms within it are the son, and the monks and beings in this one hundred and eighty realms are the bloodline.

The Three Desolations are a primordial realm, and if there is enough time in the future, it can also develop the source realm of one hundred and eighty great realms, so if the Reverse Saint and the Dark Morning, either side gets the Three Desolations, and will have the power to destroy the other party in the war.

Therefore, since the moment they discovered the Three Desolations Great Realm, they began to use their own methods to constantly fight. Su Ming opened his eyes, looked at the starry sky, and fell silent.

Compared with the anti-saint and the dark morning, the current Three Desolations are like a child, they can't be compared with the anti-saint and the dark morning at all, and they don't even have the power to fight, whether it is the anti-saint and the dark morning, it is extremely easy for any camp to obtain the three desolations.

But the good thing is that they are against each other. will not give the other party a chance, in the same way, although the Three Desolations Great Realm is weak, it is a primordial realm after all. Therefore, there is also the suppression of external forces within it. This is an instinctive reaction of the Three Desolations Great Realm, in the process of growth. Rejects all external forces to step into.

Even if you force yourself in, you will be suppressed by it, but this matter was in the catastrophe a year ago. has been changed, and a huge gap has appeared, which can allow the people of the anti-saint and the dark morning to step in without reservation, as if the door has been opened, making the three wildernesses **, and they can only wait for the end of being annexed.

And all that. It's all because of Su Xuanyi!

"I am not Su Xuanyi's heir, so who will his heir be...... It's Yuxuan, but I always think it's not that simple...... This person is eloquent and strategic, and he is even more insane. Ideas are far beyond human judgment and impossible to guess.

But no matter what, there must be a link in his plan, which is to destroy the entire Three Desolations Realm as the basis, so that the rebel saint and the dark morning will pay a painful price.

This explains why he opened such a gap, first to cause the white heat of the dark morning and the rebellion, and secondly...... It is to let the dark morning and the anti-saint come on a large scale, and it is best for all the strong to come, so that once the Three Desolations Great Realm collapses, the destruction of the Primordial Realm is definitely not something that the monks can resist.

But what good is it for him to do this, how can he rise and shape the underworld...... What other plans does he have......" Su Ming shook his head in silence, he had some thoughts in his heart, but he didn't know whether the analysis was correct or not, so he could only continue to wait, to observe, and to gain the vitality of creation in this catastrophe.

"Origin, the root of external things...... Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, everything that exists has its origin, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the changes in the origin of all things in heaven and earth......

Mastering the origin is equivalent to mastering the path of the strong, the more the origin of the comprehension, the stronger the cultivation, this is the foundation of the cultivation against the Holy True Realm, I don't know what ......is there in the dark morning" Su Ming thought of the white ball before, and groaned slightly, and in the memory of comprehending the Palm Pole Dao, there were some battles with the monks suppressed by the dark morning.

"Interestingly, in the memory of the Palm Pole Dao, the people in the Dark Morning camp are all incarnated by some foreign bodies that look different from the monks, they can be transformed into human form, but often when they are transformed into the body, they can burst out into a complete cultivation.

For example, the cultivation of a dark morning camp that had fought against this palm pole Dao was a three-eyed toad hundreds of zhang in size......

Compared with the rebel saints who call themselves immortals and gods, the people in this dark morning camp call themselves demons and spirits, and what they cultivate is not the origin, but their own pill, and even the cultivation system is roughly the same, but the root is completely different.

The power of Xiu Nei Dan, this Dan is not only the soul, but also the primordial spirit, and it is the core of the life imprint, unpredictable, and can resist the power of the origin of the Reverse Saint Great Realm, it can be seen that the power of this so-called Xiu Dan also contains the root of the firmament!" Su Ming raised his right hand in a deep groan, and the small ball that became gray immediately appeared in his hand.

There is still life in this small ball, but there is no consciousness, and there are nearly 100,000 filaments in it, as if it is sleeping, motionless.

"In this way, it can be determined that this thing is from the side of the dark morning, but it can appear in this hurricane, could it be ...... Monks on the side of the dark morning, someone can't come!" Su Ming thought for a moment, and his divine sense suddenly dispersed, and since then he has merged into the small white ball, into every filament.

But no matter how Su Ming integrated his divine sense, even if he completely covered the inside of this gray ball, he still couldn't find the slightest place where he could imprint his divine sense, as if this gray ball was transparent.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a natal qi, and after surrounding the small ball, he swept it with his divine sense again, but the result was still the same, this small ball seemed to be densely packed with countless filaments, but it still made Su Ming unable to imprint it in the slightest.

Su Ming snorted coldly, raised his left hand and pinched it, and immediately the white ripples around him flashed violently, spread out and rewound violently, heading straight for Su Ming, and when it was approaching, it turned into Su Ming's white ring, which was under Su Ming's will, and suddenly enveloped the gray ball, shrunk slightly, and with a click, cracks immediately appeared in the ball, and the nearly 100,000 filaments in it trembled one by one.

While they trembled, Su Ming's divine consciousness extended again, and this time, without the slightest stagnation, he smoothly imprinted his divine consciousness on these 100,000 filaments one by one.

After doing this, Su Ming let go of his right hand and put a little on the gray ball, and immediately the small ball shattered with a bang, and the buzzing suddenly swirled, and the gray filaments in it flew out at a gallop, instantly surrounding Su Ming, forming a gray hurricane.

This hurricane is composed of nearly 100,000 gray filaments surrounding, and during its rotation, you can faintly see a vague phantom in it, and the appearance of the phantom is like a locust that has been magnified a lot, exuding a sense of strangeness.

Su Ming closed his eyes, he could feel that each of the 100,000 filaments contained his own imprint, and he could manipulate them, but in the same way, he also noticed that these 100,000 filaments seemed to be juveniles, and they had lost their foundations, and they could not continue to grow, and it would not even take long for them to wither and die one by one.

Almost at the moment when Su Ming used the power of the white ring to finally leave his divine sense imprint on the 100,000 silk threads, at the moment when the 100,000 silk threads formed a hurricane around Su Ming, in this morning true realm, there were dozens of places, dozens of monks, and their bodies shook together.

These people, all of them have a huge hole in the center of their eyebrows, but there is no blood flowing out, this hole was not long ago they were meditating, they were pierced by a white ball of light that appeared calmly, and then their breath disappeared, but now, in this trembling, they opened their eyes in unison.

"Someone has hatched one of my hatchlings...... This larvae are not the ones that were scattered before, this is ...... This is the first hatchling that was released by me, parasitic in the body of a monk in this realm, and then parasitized on another person, and was taken out by someone who erased the consciousness!

This person is not small, he can have the ability to erase the consciousness of my young body, and he can leave an imprint, it can be seen that the cultivation is not weak, but it is too arrogant, if my young body has enough nutrients, it can eventually grow to the same level as me, but in these three desolate realms, unless it is swallowed by hundreds of millions of monks, otherwise, it is difficult to grow, but don't worry, I am looking forward to him to cultivate, so that when I meet him, I will devour this young body, which can save me a lot of time. ”

Such a voice came from the mouths of more than a dozen monks scattered in different places at the same time, and the tone of the words was exactly the same, and even in the other three true realms, there were also many monks and fierce beasts with holes in their eyebrows, all of whom said exactly the same words at this moment.

Where Su Ming was, he looked at the whistling silk thread around him, looked at the phantom of a locust faintly appearing in it, narrowed his eyes, and when his right hand was raised, he stretched out his index finger, and immediately a silk thread flashed out, wrapped around Su Ming's finger, and slammed into half of it.

Su Ming's expression was as usual, and he felt it carefully, and found that a trace of the cultivation in his body was being quickly absorbed, and he merged into the gray thin line along his fingers, making the thin line obviously thicker, and the vitality in his body was also a lot stronger at this moment, no longer the appearance of withering before.

"Absorb and cultivate, I don't know if this thing is a great supplement for you. Su Ming groaned slightly, and decided to raise this thing from the dark morning to explore the dark morning.

Therefore, after pondering, he shook his right hand, and after throwing out the filament, there was more than one in his palm...... Poisonous bees!

It's the poisonous bee that contains the nectar of the gods!

A drop of venom, under Su Ming's control, was secreted from the poisonous bee's tail needle, and at the moment when the venom appeared, the 100,000 silk threads that immediately surrounded Su Ming were all in unison, as if they were stationary, and they didn't move for a moment.

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