Chapter 677

Xiao Hei swam in the river. Before he finally came to the waterfall, he swam towards the top of the waterfall and went against the current.

The water splashed on its body and made the scales on its body fall one by one.

Xiaobai shuttles through the thorns, leaving traces of blood.

Time became long at this moment.

The scales all over Xiaohei are falling, and it becomes more and more difficult to move forward.

There were bloodstained wounds on Xiaobai's body.

But it's nothing. They want to transform with Chen Ming. They have long been a part of Chen Ming. In other words, they are part of Chen Ming's Tao.

Three hours later, Xiaohei, whose scales had fallen, finally rushed through the black door. It crossed the mysterious door. It was the body of a carp and turned into a dragon head at the moment of crossing.

The black dragon head is vigorous and powerful and unmatched.

The dragon is the Lord of heaven.

Xiao Hei crossed the gate and turned into a ten foot black dragon. The black dragon swam in the sky, and the Dragon roared in the wild.

At the next moment, Xiaobai swam through the white portal. The next moment he crossed the portal, Xiaobai's whole body was changing. A mighty tiger head appeared, and then there was a vigorous and powerful tiger body.

The tiger is the king of the world.

On the top of Xiaobai's head, there is a black king character.

The white tiger roared, the wind rolled up, and the earth cracked.

Xiao hei and Xiao Bai, who have completed their transformation, rush into the Qi of ten thousand Tao and attach themselves to Chen Ming.

Subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, that is, heaven and earth, eight wasteland and six harmonies, self-respect.

This is Chen Ming's Tao, the one thing to understand.

He is the father of the ten thousand ways. When the ten thousand ways are combined into one, it is his way.

Chen Ming was immersed in the Qi of thousands of ways, his blood boiling all over, running like a river.

Chen Ming is also changing. All his immortal powers, all kinds of different immortal powers, seem to be changing into a kind of immortal power.

In his body, there were all kinds of immortal powers, but at this moment, all his immortal powers were changing into one.

The immortal looked at Chen Ming's changes in amazement. "Sure enough, he is different from me. He has a big secret! His change is unusual. This person doesn't seem to belong to this field at all. "

In his confusion, Chen Ming suddenly felt a divine light shining down. Then, in front of his eyes, there was a picture. On an ice sheet, there were 3000 bronze columns, and on the bronze columns, there were 3000 white bones.

To be exact, 2998.

On the first pillar and on the last pillar, the two bodies did not decay.

Chen Ming looked at the first one. It was the woman he had seen in the mirror. There were 81 nails on her body, which nailed her to death on the mysterious bronze column.

The blood solidified on the bronze column. Chen Ming reached out and wanted to touch it, but he only touched a layer of blood scab.

Chen Ming walks to the last bronze column. In the endless wind and snow, a woman's body is nailed to the bronze column by 81 nails. The woman is dead. Although she is different from the first one, she makes Chen Ming feel the same.

From the woman's body, a drop of fresh blood fell on his forehead. Chen Ming stretched out his hand, opened his arm, and took out a drop of blood, which was mixed with the blood on his head. The two drops of blood melted together without any difference.

Chen Ming looked around. Three thousand bodies and bones were shaking in the wind and snow. At this moment, he suddenly felt very cold.

Looking at the bronze column in front of him, he could find that a drop of blood was dripping from the woman's fingers. What kind of blood has not been dripping in such a place?

What kind of existence does this have to do with yourself?

Chen Ming looked at the woman's hand and could see that the woman wrote a line on the bronze column with her finger: there is no hope in this life, the gods, dusk, afterlife, if there is an afterlife, she will live up to it

Before Chen Ming walked to the nearby bronze column, there was also a line left by the corpse on the bronze column: there is no hope for the gods in this life, dusk in the next life, and he will live up to it

Chen Ming walked through one bronze column after another, on which was written such a sentence in blood: there is no hope for the gods in this life, dusk in the next life, and he will live up to it

Chen Ming walked through thousands of them. There was such a sentence on them. Chen Ming suddenly felt that his chest was so stuffy. He had a breath and couldn't get out.

Before he came to the first body, he suddenly understood what it was. It was anger.

The scene in front of her changed again. There was only a bronze column in her eyes. Among the countless gods, the first woman was bound with a bronze column. In her eyes, there was only anger and reluctance, without any fear.

Then, a bronze nail fell, pierced her belly and nailed her to the bronze column.

Then a bronze nail flew out of a divine light and fell on the woman's left arm. Blood flowed across the ground and blue blood flowed all over the ground.

Countless divine lights dance, as if in carnival, as if in a crowd of demons! Bronze nails fell down one by one and nailed the woman to death on the copper pillar. The woman's head was finally raised. A mouthful of blood overflowed from her mouth, and then roared, "gods of the heavens, it's better to have seed!" The next moment, a bronze nail fell into her mouth, her eyes lost their look, and her head hung down weakly... It was like fate. Her eyes fell on Chen Ming, her gray eyes stared at Chen Ming, and then asked, "do you see?" Then she whispered, "maybe I failed, but at least I opened a door, ha ha......" the next bronze nail completely sealed the woman's mouth. She stretched out her hand and wrote on the bronze column: there is no hope for the gods in this life. At dusk, in the next life, she will live up to it..... All the pictures receded like the tide. Chen Ming could no longer see anything. He opened his eyes, In front of him, ten thousand heavenly bamboos fell, and then turned into an umbrella. On the umbrella, there were ancient characters, and the opening was four big characters: the book of immeasurable longevity. Chen Ming's thoughts moved and the Scriptures disappeared, leaving only this umbrella. This is his magic weapon, an umbrella, his life magic weapon. Looking at the umbrella, Chen Ming can see the inscription: the immovable instrument of the heavenly way. There are thousands of ways. Chen Ming holds the umbrella handle. Now he doesn't want to explore the umbrella. The use of his life magic weapon and his thoughts still stay on the ice sheet, the 3000 bronze columns and the unwilling words. Who the hell am I? I'm just one of 3000... Chen Ming thought for a long time. He thought of the little sister of the system, "is that you? "Little sister?" The little sister of the system didn't respond. Chen Ming was stunned for three days. His eyes were a little gray. Even if Chen Lingyu called him, he couldn't wake up. Chen Lingyu was scared. Three days later, Chen Ming got up. He smiled and said, "I'm Chen Ming." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.