Beseech The Devil

    The destruction of Heavenly Emperor Avatar, which was arranged in the Land of Barbarians to monitor Su Ming's servants, was also shackled, all of which made Su Ming's fate of arrangement a strong change.

    These are the roots of the fear of the old man. He knows a lot of things, but the more he understands, the more he fears. The only thing he can rely on now is that Su Ming has not yet recovered his true memory.

    "I have enough patience, if you really don't want to say it."Su Ming's fingers were pressed again on the old man's chest. Immediately, the old man's body made a bang, and the naked eye showed one vortex after his skin.

    Those vortex burst open in the rapid rotation, and a whirlwind rolled out from it. This pain caused the old man to tremble, and the sweat of the beans dripped.

    "I don't have to know everything from you. What I want is torture for you, endless torture…In fact, there is not too much hatred between you and me. Why do you want it? ”Su Ming shook his head and raised his right hand and waved.

    Immediately, the whirlwind in the body of the old man was more violent, and his internal organs were rolled up. For example, the body was smashed into a paste. This feeling of tearing made the old man scream.

    Such screams, in the outer moon of the immortal cave, lasted for most of the night, making the people of Ming Clan in this mountain valley clear.

    It was only when the sky was getting brighter, the screams slowly weakened. Su Ming looked at the old man who was still shaking, and raised his hand with a right hand, and immediately Hanshan Bell turned out and shrouded the old man. Bell sound echoes.

    This bell sound is just a slap in the outside world, but the old man can hear it in that hour, but it is deafening. If there are countless people roaring, let the brain rumbled. The body is more trembling and more distance, even flesh and blood tears. The bones are going to collapse.

    "I give you enough time to think clearly."Su Ming said slowly. Instead of paying attention to the old man, he calmly closed his eyes and was immersed in the warm and nourish of Yuan God.

    His Yuan God has not been around for a long time, if he wants to play all Divine Consciousness. It takes a while for warm and nourish.

    Time is in Suming, this warm and nourish Yuan God, slowly passing. In the blink of an eye, this month, the King Clan of the entire mountain valley. You can hear the bell sound from time to time. Sometimes I heard a scream of screaming.

    For the torture of the old man, Su Ming is no longer a simple wind, but with the technology of lightning, with the fire of Fire Barbarian, there is a curse.

    It is not a one-time display, but a slow progress. When the other person adapts to the wind tear, he will add lightning through his flesh and veins. Let it bear the purgatory like Heavenly Tribulation.

    When the old man got used to the thunder and the wind to tear, Su Ming coupled with the fire of Fire Barbarian, the burning inside and outside, the destruction of the meridians, the torture of flesh and blood, let the old man have a kind of pain than death.

    He wants to die, but he can't die, because in his body, Curse Technique Su Ming is not fully unlocked, but some remains. These curses can make them constantly weak, unable to self-destruction, and unable to die.

    Coupled with the rumbled of Hanshan Bell, this old man has almost suffered from the pain he has never experienced before in his life.

    If it weren't for Tie Mu's return, such torture and Su Ming's own Yuan God's warm and nourish would continue for a short time, and he would not walk out of the immortal cave for a short time.

    Tie Mu, in the end, couldn't escape the arrival of death. At the dusk of the day, in the drizzle of Outer World's sky, he closed his eyes.

    Su Ming tried to treat, but Tie Mu, who is already exhausted, has no power to return to heaven.

    Rain in the rain, Nine Yin World's rain is not uncommon, and once it appears, it will last for several months, the whole world is awkward in this rain, can't see too far.

    There are hundreds of Ming Clan in the mountain valley, all out of the immortal cave. At the bottom of the mountain valley, I watched Tie Mu lying there and covered by the tribesmen. He closed his eyes and looked calm. There was not much. Pain, but there is a relief.

    The surroundings are very quiet, even if there is a crying sound, it is covered up by the rain.

    Su Ming also walked out of the immortal cave, standing next to the body of Tie Mu, looking at the familiar face in front of him. The past events of the past emerged in memory. Although there was not much contact, it could be called an old man.

    Su Ming saw a lot of life and death, but this time it was a little different. Looking at Tie Mu, Su Ming's appeared in front of him.

    Nangong Hen stood beside Su Ming and looked sad. This kind of thing he has experienced many times in these fifteen years. He thought he could be numb, but at the moment he found that he could not be numb, how can he be numb…

    "Tie Mu's seniors could have gone out that year…But in order to let the people of the tribe go first, they could not leave because of the collapse of Formation…

    For fifteen years, with the death of other predecessors, until five years ago, there was only one Senior Shaman from Tie Mu's predecessor, until now…He also returned. ”Nangong Hen whispered softly.

    Next to Tie Mu's body, a young man, this young man looks sad. He is the boy that Nangong Hen brought with him. His right arm has been lost. He is there and tears are flowing down.

    "Send Tie Mu seniors!"Nangong Hen is silent for a while, slowly to open mouth.

    With his words, all the people around Ming Clan, all of them bowed down, looked sad, and the rain sprinkled on everyone, very cold, but no one avoided.

    Around Tie Mu, two tribesmen emerged, picking up Tie Mu's body, step by step, along the mountain valley, and heading for the distance.

    The young man shed tears and followed, and Nangong Hen looked at Su Ming and went to where.

    Su Ming in the silence, facing the rain, together with the crowds of Ming Clan, walked towards the depths of the mountain valley.

    The depths of this mountain valley are the altar of the animal bones, and the people of Ming Clan. For the fifteen years, the Burial Grounds of the dead…

    The piece of white bones, a stone tablet with a carved word, in this rainy water, is not a gloomy, but a deep sorrow.

    This sad Su Ming feels not profound, but at Nangong Hen, every time he comes here, his heart will be deeply stabbed.

    Tie Mu was buried, and a stone monument was erected on his grave. After the name and Ming Clan were engraved, and after a record of his life, Nangong Hen silently bowed and turned away with grief.

    Su Ming's eyes swept over the altar of the altar, and the rain was even bigger. He faintly saw countless souls in the middle of the fifteen years of protecting the mountain valley tribesmen.

    Tie Mu's return, the sorrow of the lingering lingering in the hearts of the people of Ming Clan, made everyone whispered for a few days.

    The rain outside is getting bigger and bigger as time goes by. The sound of snoring always exists, the rain and fog cover the surrounding area, and the shackles are getting more and more blurred. It seems to connect Heaven and Earth and become a rain curtain.

    Su Ming in his immortal cave, listening to the sound of the rain outside, continued to immerse in the meditation, the torture of the Heavenly Emperor servant has continued, not stopped.

    The death of Tie Mu is not too big for him. The same is true of the grief that lingers here. After all, for him, this is not where he has lived for fifteen years, and there is not much memory left.

    But he doesn't know why, but his heart is a sense of oppression.

    "It’s hard to return home, buried bones Strange Place…Even with the respect of the Advanced Shaman, it is difficult to decide what happened to him or her…He is okay, at least he knows where his hometown is, and he knows where his hometown is.

    However, my hometown is there…Wushan, where is it…Or, Wushan is not my real hometown…

    Grandfather told me to go to World Man Mountain. ”Su Ming murmured, and his eyes became confused. Wusan’s scene came to his attention and gradually blurred.

    Time passed again, and slowly passed for a month. Su Ming Yuan God's warm and nourish gradually reached the level of Completion in these two months.

    With the end of Yuan God warm and nourish, his Divine Consciousness has reached the peak of today. Once it spreads, it can't cover a million ranges, but for Scarlet Dragon, for Barbarian Soul Poisonous Corpse, for Yao Yunhai's body, It is a sense.

    On this day, Su Ming's knees were dignified, his Divine Consciousness slowly dispersed, and the focus was on the feelings of Scarlet Dragon and Peony and Poisonous Corpse. Gradually, his expression was gloomy. .

    Its Divine Consciousness coverage makes Su Ming aware of the spread, and as he hears out, slowly, the first response is a wave from the West.

    The volatility was very weak. In the moment of touching Su Ming Divine Consciousness, Su Ming’s brain was blurred and there was a flash of pictures.

    In that picture, there is a huge palace built on top of a mountain. There are eight huge statues in the palace. On the ground in the middle of the statue, there is a scorpion and a scorpion, and its limbs are iron. The chain is locked and nailed deep into the ground.

    In response to Su Ming's fluctuations, it is not this statue, nor this skeleton, but the ground on which the skeleton is located, a pair of totems!

    The totem bulging, hovering around the ground, it looks like a lot of Scarlet Dragon! !

    But the color is not red, but it is a lot of dullness. The look is painful and motionless. If you look carefully, you can find that these eight statues are like a crack, on the Scarlet Dragon totem. As for the middle tibial chain. , nailed to the earth position, which is where the Scarlet Dragon's Dragon Head is!

    Su Ming’s picture in the brain, after the scene disappeared, disappeared without a shadow. What followed was a new face. It was a swamp land in the depths of the swamp. There was a pair of green eyes flashing in the darkness, and it seemed that there was a low-pitched transmission, and the picture disappeared.

    Su Ming's both eyes slammed open and there was a cold light.

    “Yin Spirit Clan !!”The body stood up, leaving a Dao Divinity knowledge here, and went outside the immortal cave, and the figure disappeared.

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    Thoughts are severely short-circuited, writing very slowly, ten words and one card, I have the urge to open! !

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