Pursuit of the Truth

That big man is the three brothers of Su Ming, the tiger of the ninth peak! !

In the meantime, Su Ming still remembers that when he first went to the ninth peak in the same year, the tiger squinted with his own eyes, and the words were thick and thick, and seemed to reverberate in his ear.

That is like voyeurism. For all the methods, there is a natural talent. It is a sinister sect. It is guided by the evil spirits and has a sense of a dream. This is the tiger!

Although I know that everything I see in front of me is only a battle that happened in the years, it is false, it is not real, but Su Ming is still seeing the moment of the tiger, and the heart is full of intense excitement. .

In his life, only a limited number of people can make him even cold, and he will be full of warmth after the encounter. The tiger... is undoubtedly one of them.

Taking a deep breath, Su Ming pressed his inner excitement, and stepped into the picture like a water surface, the figure disappeared.

At the moment when he disappeared, the eyes of thousands of monks from the outside world looked at it, and the name of the road was once again turned into a golden light. This time, the spread of golden light was several times more than before, with the roundabout of the light. Soon the name of the road formed a huge whirlpool.

This vortex is also larger than before, with a range of thousands of feet, so that the vortex of the four princes next to it can't be compared with it at all, and the moment is igniting the gaze of all the people around.

In the whirlpool, the picture soon appeared, that picture... It was the battlefield that Su Ming saw!

boom!

Su Ming had a flower in front of him, but he recovered in an instant. When he recovered, his ear was immediately filled with screams of screams and roars, and it was a moment of recovery in Su Ming. There was a The monk of the Fairy Alliance, holding a sword, the speed of the whole person is extremely fast, and it comes at an instant.

In the front and rear of Su Ming, there are monks in the morning. These monks are extremely embarrassed at the moment. When the festival retreats, it is impossible to resist the sword-bearing monks in the sneer.

The hand is falling from the sword... The heads are flying, the blood is screaming and screaming, and the team where Su Ming is located is a crowd that has been beaten and fled.

During the bow, Su Ming was discovered in an instant. I am no longer a slap in the air, but a middle-aged man, a pale face, there are many injuries at the moment, and even a huge wound in the chest position, with black blood inside. A body that is rapidly decaying.

The black blood is caused by a certain kind of toxin. This body of Su Ming is obviously dead at the moment when Su Ming came, and his arrival has obtained the manipulation of this body, which seems to be born again. But in fact, it has changed its soul.

Look around. The crowds around are dense and boundless. Millions of battlefields can't be summed up in terms of millions of words. It is said that this is a battle between the two sides. Even if only a million people stand together, they will form a vast expanse, even on many comprehension stars. The population of the city is not as large as one million.

This battlefield is as big as a city!

The position of Su Ming is the right side of the morning suppression of the road, on the edge of the remote, and the place where the battlefield is near the edge. Just as Su Ming observes the four weeks, the screams are continuously transmitted, in front of him. The monks collapsed one by one, and the scattered blood condensed together. Suddenly, these blood became a human figure and appeared in the body.

This person is full of red, such as the blood robe, with a **** mask and cloak, the eyes reveal cruelty, and the monk with the sword, together into the group of Su Ming.

There are not many monks around Su Ming. At this moment, there are only a dozen people left, one by one with despair, and it is obviously retreat in this retreat.

"Hey, this time Laozi killed nearly a hundred people, you can exchange for more military skills, swordsmen, you can compare me this time." The **** person snorted and laughed, his body swayed and rushed to everyone.

Su Ming looked cold and indifferent. When the body retreated, he did not immediately shoot, but the body was repaired. Immediately, all the wounds of his body immediately began to heal quickly, especially the wound at the chest. A lot of black blood, that is, the time of a few interest, has already healed most of it.

At this time, it was obvious that there were some blood-stained figures that didn’t open their eyes. Their eyes fell on Su Ming’s body, and the body of the smirk screamed straight toward Su Ming.

"There is a poisonous old monster that is poisonous. I haven't died yet. Haha, this is no stranger to me. It's not that I intend to go to the battle of poisonous monsters." This **** figure is extremely fast, momentarily As soon as he approached Su Ming, his hands waved outwards. Suddenly, the monks on both sides of Su Ming spurted blood. The whole body roared and the blood splattered. The flying blood seemed to have life, and the hands of the **** figure waved. I went straight to Su Ming and came here.

This **** figure has cruelty in his eyes. He seems to be able to imagine that the next moment, the middle-aged monk in front of him will be penetrated by the blood of his companion like a sharp arrow, taking away the last vitality in the body.

But at the moment when the blood whizzed, Su Ming fiercely looked up, and the eyes flashed a sternness, and his body stepped forward. In the mistake of the **** figure, Su Ming’s figure disappeared instantly, and those blood blew in At the same time of nothingness, Su Ming appeared behind this **** figure, his right hand raised a neck that grabbed the **** figure, slammed under the pinch, roaring roundabout, the **** figure collapsed directly. It turned into countless blood with a fear, and fled to the surrounding area.

The **** that belongs to him hidden in those blood is screaming at the moment.

"This is a strong man hidden in the ordinary monk!!" Unfortunately, his scream is almost in the moment of resounding, Su Ming sneer in the right hand and a random wave, suddenly a shocking force suddenly came into the surrounding all On the scattered blood, the force of this anti-shock is just a shock, and immediately all the blood becomes fog, and then the direct smashing, together with the blood and the shadow of the gods and souls, are all erased instantly. .

The man with the sword had a step in the foot, his eyes contracted fiercely, and the body without hesitation immediately rolled down. His scalp was numb and his heart was blank. In his opinion, he could destroy the **** monsters with one blow. The strongest, if the most is also the robbery of the moon, such a person, not his position can resist later.

But he almost just retreated less than ten feet. Su Ming’s indifferent gaze has already fallen on this man. In the moment of his heart, Su Ming has appeared in front of him, his right hand raised in the sword man’s eyebrows. One point, a bang, the man’s eyes were immediately full of bloodshot eyes, and the whole body trembled, and the body was caught by the invisible big hand, and it was torn apart.

"This body is still a little uncomfortable." Su Ming squatted his arm and noticed that the body at the moment was not perfectly integrated with his cultivation, and could not play all the repairs, but this was a trouble for others, but it could be In terms of Ming, there are not many such concerns.

He is a plastic genus, and one of the talents of the plastic genus is to win. Today's situation is not the same, but it is similar. Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the sound of snoring came out in the body. The structure, in the roundabout of this sound, was immediately adjusted by Su Ming to the extent that suits him best.

All of this was done in an instant, including the death of the two killed by Su Ming, which made Su Ming’s remaining few morning monks, looking at Su Ming one by one, One worship.

Su Ming’s eyes swept over these few people.

"This battle, who is the coach of the morning?" Su Ming calmly opened.

"It is the elder of Kunlin of the Presbyterian Church and the Du Futian of the battle hall." Immediately among these monks, some people answered with respectful respect.

Su Ming nodded and turned to look at the battlefield here. After a sway, he turned into a Changhong and went straight to the battlefield. All the way to the monks, but all the monks who met the Xianzu League, all after Su Ming passed In one scream, the body collapsed and was torn apart.

Despite this killing, the existence of Su Ming, in this huge battlefield, is simply insignificant, and even few people pay attention to it. After all, a battle of millions, one is really small, unless... what can he do to make earth-shattering Big thing!

As for changing the direction of this battle, Su Ming has no interest. When he really wants to change, he can directly kill the elders and the adults in the battle hall, and use them to suppress the people and let the monks here follow him. The will to fight.

However, such a thing, compared with the huge giant in the distance, and the black robe people around the giant, Su Ming's interest is more inclined to the latter.

The fundamental purpose of his choice of this battle is to look at the huge giants and black robes. What is the strange thing, and then... it was seen by him before he stepped into this picture. child!

However, the battlefield here is like a city. It is not easy to find a person in it. But as long as you have the heart, Su Ming can still find it.

Just as Su Ming swam in this battlefield and killed the Alliance of the Immortals, Su Ming gradually realized that the current situation of the war has not yet reached a bad level, although I do not know how long this battle lasted, but now both sides However, they are evenly matched. Obviously, their respective means have not yet been fully developed.

But this situation did not last long. In Su Ming’s battle in this battlefield, he continued to approach the Alliance of the Immortals. His eyes always looked at the giants who looked at the indifference in the distance and the unremarkable black robe next to them. The moment of man...

Suddenly, the direction of the Fairy Alliance, there is a huge yellow long flag, fiercely fluttering, at the same time, the same banner in the Union of the Immortals, there are hundreds of, waving, one The invisible pressure of the stock suddenly came.

Su Ming’s eyes flashed, and he knew that this was a big move for the Xianzu League! (To be continued.)