Beseech The Devil

    The wind is not enough!

    Mastering Open Yang in Parting Wind Three Forms, but it doesn't mean that Su Ming can play the role of the Barbarian God as a shakes the heavens. After all, his Culture is still weak.

    This level of wind is coming. If it is against the ordinary Advanced Shaman, it can't be a shocking effect. It can only be used as a normal performance when confronting each other's divine ability.

    Now facing the half-footed foot into Absolute Shaman, even the Yin Spirit big man has a wounded Shaman Temple elder, Su Ming knows that this wind…Not enough

    Open Yang style, the wind sent by the main, how much wind you send, will return several times back, the more you send, the more you return, the stronger its power!

    Therefore, Su Ming's eyes flash at the moment, his body unfolds his ultimate speed, not retreating and moving forward, but toward the sky, as a meteor roars away.

    Since the wind is not enough, Su Ming uses his own body to use his fastest speed to pick up the strongest wind that he can drive at this moment! !

    As Su Ming went straight to the sky, with the speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, the gust of wind screamed, and outside of Su Ming's body, as he became faster and faster, with The moment he went straight to the sky, the wind that was brought up by him, crashed, and blew into the sky.

    This completes his Open Yang air supply!

    This wind swept across the square, and at the moment of rushing into the sky, the sea of ​​clouds roared, and the sharp spread around the eyes, in the blink of an eye, from the previous hundreds of miles, directly spread to a thousand miles! !

    The sky of a thousand miles, the sea of ​​clouds made a huge vortex, the rumbling of the rumbling, all this happened in an instant, when Su Ming's body was above the sky, holding the fist again.

    A scene that makes it hard for everyone to witness, shakes the heavens and now! !

    The sea of ​​clouds, which is a thousand miles away, turned from the face of Su Ming's right hand fist in all directions, and after Su Ming completed the fist-crushing movement, it was condensed in his fist, as in his hand. The hand is holding the whirlpool of the sky!

    Thousands of miles of blue sky, no trace of the wind, this is the second focus of Open Yang · borrowing the wind! !

    Su Ming both eyes Cold light Bilu·The right hand of his fist fisted to the Shaman Temple old man below, punched a punch!

    This punch did not seem to have much strength, but the bang of this punch was an indescribable wind. From the fist of Su Ming's, it broke out!

    This wind emits a sharp whistling and whimpering, such as a ghost crying, and it is inevitable that people will be shocked! For example, in the silent dawn, the thunder of the cliffs the heavens, such as the storm in the quiet sea, as there is a loud noise in the flat!

    A wind dragon, in the wake of Su Ming's fist, rushed to the old Shaman Temple, illusion, this wind dragon is hundreds of feet long, very incomparable, body is translucent, pick up the sound of choked It is its roaring, the whistling sharp is its flaw!

    “Open Yang !!”Su Ming whispered, the wind dragon was approaching the old man of Shaman Temple. The old man's look was extremely dignified. When he was dancing white, he had a bulge on his neck. This bulge grew rapidly, like a sarcoma. At the moment when the wind dragon came, the sarcoma split and a head appeared in it.

    At this moment, the old man looks terrible. He has two heads. The newborn's head looks like a teenager, but his look is awkward. At the moment when this head appears, the old man's right hand is caught in the void and immediately appears in his hand. Two huge conch horns.

    Hand each one, placed in the mouth, and suddenly a sound of shakes the heavens, in this voice, his body before a twist, a shrill roar of the sound, the pieces of distorted direct fragmentation, a number of countless ghost, impressively from the fragmentation of the void of the fierce rushed out, far a look, such as a ghost full of black changhong, straight to the Wind dragon and go.

    The voice of rumbled echoed in all directions, and the wind dragon collapsed, but the resentment of the old Shaman Temple, Changhong, also collapsed, but there are still a lot left. After dispelling the wind dragon, he went straight to Su Ming.

    But even if it looks like this, in fact, at the time of the collapse of the dragon, the complex of the Shaman Temple's old man was instantly pale, but it quickly recovered and was difficult for outsiders to see.

    He is already very shocked at the moment, knowing that there is a big gap between Su Ming and his Culture at the moment, but under such a gap, the wind dragon still makes the old man’s blood qi a meal, with a countercurrent flow, enough It is unusual to see the strength of this technique.

    Su Ming squirted a blood, and the body continued to step backwards. Hanshan Bell stunned. During the bell sound resounding, Su Ming hands-shaped hand seals, pointing at the clock, suddenly the light flashed above the big clock, the Nine Infants The phantom of the beast, stunned in the sky, in which the sixth head eyes flashes, slammed toward the soul Chang He.

    In this sucking, suddenly rushed to Su Ming's resentment Changhong, actually changed direction, was swallowed up by Su Ming Hanshan Bell's sixth head.

    "I was originally looking at the face of others, ready to leave you a life, but since you are so ignorant, let the old man send you Huang Quan and his party!"The Shaman Temple elders look very gloomy.

    At the moment, the two of them who fought, and even the almost everyone in the place, did not notice that, outside a large hall in the distance, on the arm of the Sea Autumn Tribe, the dragon's mark, the flash mark, is flashes flashes.

    At the moment when the old man's words in Shaman Temple were spoken, five sarcomas appeared on his neck. After the appearance of these five sarcomas, they broke apart and drilled five different heads from them!

    As a result, the old man of Shaman Temple looked at it, if the demon was general, but with the appearance of the five heads, the breath of a shakes the heavens emerged from his body.

    Now on his body, there are a total of seven heads, both men and women, and each one looks stern, and makes a sly look at Su Ming, making the old man look like the Evil Soul he first summoned.

    “Spirit Medium, the mark of the sky!”At the moment, the Shaman Temple old man has numerous bulging undulations on his body, making him look terrible. At the same time, his right hand is lifted up, pointing to the Yin Spirit.

    Under this finger, I can't see the fluctuation of the slight divine ability. I can only hear the other six heads of this old man, and it is silently snoring. In that case, there seems to be some kind of spell!

    "The ancient spirit of the media spirits!!"The look of the Yin Spirit was greatly changed. His hands quickly lifted up and he continued to shoot a few times on his body. Every time he dropped his huge body, there will be a large number of annual rings, and it is surrounded by numerous circles. When the annual ring is illusory, it seems to be resisting something. At the same time, he is taking a big step and killing the old man.

    LockThe old man of Shaman Temple sneered, his three heads in the low voice, the moment of shrinking and shrinking, disappearing without a shadow, Yin Spirit, where his body, suddenly appeared a light curtain, this light curtain glittering, formed a Huge seal.

    The big man who was sealed inside, the look immediately revealed pain.

    At the same time, the old man pointed to Su Ming's Avatar, and his shadow of Avatar suddenly disappeared. However, at the moment of disappearing, he was forced out of nothingness by his life. His look also showed pain. Outside his body, the light curtain appeared. Turn it into a seal!

    Su Ming's Poisonous Corpse, it is also difficult to change such a fate. In the moment when the old man pointed out, the seal outside the body flashed and was sealed in the air.

    This is a very overbearing divine ability, can not resist the slightest rebellion and struggle, after doing this, the six heads of the old man, all disappeared, he stared at Su Ming, the eye exposed killing intent and the look at the ants Look, walked.

    "Without the Yin Spirit guard, there are no two flaws, only you, then…I will let you die slowly…"

    Su Ming looks calm and looks at the elders of this Shaman Temple who walked step by step. In this battle, he completely failed. Even the big man of Nine Yin Spirit was taken by this half foot into the old man of Absolute Realm. An incredible divine ability seal.

    Su Ming sighed.

    "Cultivation is strong, you can eat weak meat…"

    "Cultivation is strong, you can let your will replace everything. `····"

    "Cultivation is strong, you can arbitrarily plunder others' things…"

    "Cultivation is strong, you can decide the life and death of others…···”

    "If this is the case, then if I show strength and overpower you, then I can take advantage of your weak meat and let my will replace your soul. I can also decide your life and death…"Su Ming looked at the old Shaman Temple.

    "Yes, if you have Absolute Shaman Cultivation, you can take the Crimson Stone, even if it is serious, it is random."The old Shaman Temple step by step, gloomy to open mouth, less than a few feet from Su Ming, cold and big sleeves, his right hand raised to Su Ming, grabbed a fierce air!

    "Noisy, it's over!"

    "It's over…Ze Longshen…"Su Ming's eyes fell under the imprint of the left hand. This imprint does not look like Yin Spirit's seal. It is very vague, but Su Ming can feel it.

    In the moment when the word Ze Longshen appeared, the big hand of the Shaman Temple's old man was already close to Su Ming, but at this moment, suddenly, in front of Su Ming's, the space was distorted. There was a finger in the middle, and the finger appeared extremely abrupt, pointing in the palm of the old Shaman Temple.

    Under one finger, the old man of Shaman Temple gave a scream of screaming, his entire right arm crashed with flesh and blood, his body rushed back, his face was unbelievable and unbelievable.

    At the same time, it is in the distance sea Autumn tribe Wan Qiu body, there is an angry dragon roar suddenly spread, this dragon Roar, even Wan Qiu is one Zheng, and then, from her arm, the Dragon print emitting a monstrous red light, Fierce to transform a huge scarlet Dragon, this scarlet Dragon roar, the body of the big, behind the Dragon Head a roll, impressively appeared in the Su Ming ' s Feet!

    At this moment, Su Ming, he stood there, standing on the Scarlet Dragon, dancing with long hair, black, unbeatable!