Pursuit of the Truth

The third volume of the name of the East China Chapter 429 billion souls!

After hearing Su Ming’s indifferent words, the young woman’s eyes flashed. She had already said her own tribe, and even had lowered her posture. She did not want to provoke such a strong person who was barely strong. .

After all, there are not many people who come to Wucheng in the Donglai department. Even today, she feels that it is not too much. It is kind to the boy named Qidong. As for the other two teenagers, she only asks to play. Broken a leg, no life.

Now, the other party has already killed one person. She has tolerated the matter and can look at the other party's words. This is so unreasonable and so excessive.

"You are too arrogant!" The young woman snorted, but her words had just been finished, and Su Ming shook her head opposite, and she was walking towards them.

"Kill him!!" This young woman looks like a murderer. In her opinion, if the other party is so ignorant, then leave the head here.

"I beat you, you can't fight back..." When Su Ming came, the two young witches beside the young woman came quickly. In the two central witches, one was a witch, the other was a psychic, now this When the psychic bites the tip of the tongue and squirts a blood, the blood immediately turns into a large number of souls, and slams toward Su Ming under a screaming sigh.

At the same time, the war witch took a big step, the look was extremely dignified, and there was a gust of wind, and the body was flashing with gold. If the whole person put on the golden armor, in a very powerful posture, toward Su Ming. A fist hit.

The punch was punched out, and the sound of breaking the air immediately appeared. The force of sucking and withdrawing seemed to be scattered from the fist, which made the illusion of distortion. It is obvious that this witch’s punch is extraordinary. .

But at the moment when the fist fell, Su Ming seemed to be hiding from the flash, letting the fist fall on him, but at this moment, Su Ming’s body was slightly swayed, and the witch’s fist was directly At the same time, Su Ming’s figure appeared on the right side of this warrior.

"If you give up, I will put a heavy hand." Su Ming calmly opened his mouth, his right hand smashed, and the moment of the power of the baby in the body, his right handprint changed several times in an instant, and it was pressed in this At the ribs, under the push of one, the big man trembled fiercely, his face was pale, and at the same time, Su Ming’s Yuan Ying’s power was recovered, belonging to the brute force of the barbarian’s tempering body, which broke out on his right hand. Fist, a blow.

The war sorcerer spurted out blood, and the body suffocated backwards. It was impossible to stop Su Ming from dividing. When he retreated, his ribs were black and black, and a strange circular mark appeared.

The imprint seems to absorb the flesh and blood of this great man, so that when the great man retired, the whole body quickly withered, absorbed by the black circular mark, a wide range of rot.

The appearance of this imprint seems to be simple, but in fact it is Su Ming’s retreat these days. The research on the curse of the curse, the shot of Yuan Ying’s power, is to cut off the other body’s meridian operation, brute force A punch is temporarily blocking the recovery of the flesh and blood of this person. In the end, with the hand of Su Ming, a curse of force can be used when the person is not repaired and there is no flesh and blood recovery. The same, absorb everything in its body for growth!

The black gas burst out of the circular mark, making the big man screaming and screaming, and his face was frightened and stunned. He wanted to stop the mark under the ribs from decaying, but it was difficult to do it. In the middle of it, there is a terrifying horror.

"If you put down your hands, I will die." Su Ming ignored the big man and went to the spiritual media. The souls of the psychic media are now wandering outside the body of Su Ming, but they are going to flutter. At the moment of coming, Su Ming’s body heard a bell.

This bell rang, and in the moment of the eruption, those screaming souls suddenly screamed, and the body desperately retreated. It seems that in Su Ming’s body, there is something that makes them feel fear.

But they have not waited to quit too far, they immediately screamed, such as Su Ming's body showed a great withdrawal, and these sorrows were sucked away, and they quickly plunged into the hair of Su Ming's body. Disappear.

Su Ming looks as usual, there is no change, as if he knew it would be the same. This is the power of the clock that Su Ming got after he awake at the sixth head of Lushan Bell. It is necessary to absorb enough souls to open the seventh. head.

And with the death of the Red Luo, when Su Ming regained consciousness, he also looked at the Lushan Bell, the three heads that were awake and awake by the Red Luo, and also fell asleep again with his death, but in Su Ming feels that although the three heads are sleeping again, it is easier to wake up than before.

"Acquisition of 100 million souls, the ability to achieve the sixth head of the mountain clock, the soul of the soul..."

The spiritual media, Su Ming, forced the soul to inhale into the body, and felt the connection between himself and those souls. After being cut off, he turned pale, his right hand suddenly lifted up, and his own forehead was swiftly shot. Dao Qingjin emerged on the forehead of this person.

This scene makes this psychic look very embarrassing now, not like a human being, but rather like a devil, he makes a sharp slap, all over the body, a lot of black gas.

"If you die, I will let your loved ones bury you for you..." Su Ming's words slowly, when he said it, he had already come to the psychic.

The psychic media was in a jealousy. The words and suicides of Su Ming immediately emerged in his mind. These words were very calm, but the meaning revealed was a hegemony that went straight into the sky.

This sense of overbearing, people can not refuse, or even can resist, otherwise, only the death of the end, his first companion at this moment the body is still on the ground, his second companion, still mourning, the body has been Rotten most of it...

The psychic body was full of black air, and the facial blue veins bulged. His raised right hand slammed on his right leg, and immediately his right leg was screaming, and he was directly cut off. When the blood spilled out, it was quickly sealed by the black gas. He was bloodless, holding the wall next to him and looking at Su Ming in awe.

Su Ming’s gaze was slightly paused in the psychic media, and he moved away and fell on the young woman who was now horrified.

"I am the daughter of the Donglai patriarch. Our Donglai Department is the second only tribe. This time I came to the Wucheng people, there are my family and the witches!"

You dare to hurt my mother and son, I will never let you go! ! You are dead! ! "The young woman screamed, and at the moment Su Ming looked at her, at the same time she said this, she immediately had a glare in her right hand, and she formed a light curtain, which shook her with that moment. A boy with a fear, guarded.

At the same time, at the moment when the light curtain appeared, an explosive force was swollen from the light curtain. It was the change of the spirit of the right leg, and the body was black and flew quickly. , galloping away.

Almost at the moment he left, Su Ming was in this shop, and a loud roar was heard. This roaring sound spread throughout most of the Wucheng, making most of the people in Wucheng immediately heard.

Under the roar of the shop, the shop was torn apart, and the layers collapsed. It collapsed directly and turned into countless pieces and rolled around, making this street, like a hole, shocking.

The dust rising from the dust, in the blur of the dust, can see that the young woman and the teenager are protected in the light curtain, unscathed. Su Ming stood there and looked as usual. There was not much change. As for the Lan Lan three, it was surrounded by a ray of light. In the collapse of this shop, it was not hurt.

The young woman in the light curtain stared at Su Ming with grievances. At this moment, her elegance was long gone, and the sinful look was similar to that of Mrs. Ji.

Just as the roar of the roaring sounds, two distant rainbows roared in the distant sky, and immediately fell to the side of Su Ming, turning into a man and a woman.

The man, it is the Nangong mark, as for the woman, after the appearance of a cold, it is Nangong, she stared at the back of Su Ming, I do not know what to think.

Nangong traces are gloomy, his eyes are swept around, and after seeing the body of the sorcerer whose eyebrows have been penetrated, he looks at it, but now he can see that the whole body has rotted, but there is still no death, there is a weak mourning. After the big man, it is a fierce contraction.

"Mu brother, this is..." Nangong trace hesitated, and he naturally saw the young woman who looked at the light curtain at the moment.

"Nan Gongbei, this matter has nothing to do with you, this is the private grievance of my Donglai Department and this person!" The young woman immediately opened her mouth after seeing the Nangong mark. She is the daughter of the patriarch, and she has seen a lot since childhood. I immediately judged that if the Nangongmark was involved, it would be very unfavorable to her.

"If you have the name, you should not leave Wucheng immediately. Now that my light curtain is open, my tribe will dare to come immediately. I will look at it. In front of the witch, how can you smash it!

This matter, even if you want to ease now, it is impossible! "The young woman spoke in a word, and the voice was sinister.

The Nangong trace looked gloomy. He looked back at the boy with his right arm withered. When he promised the teenager to help him through the practice of the psychic, he knew the relationship between the man and the Donglai department, but he did not care. In the identity of the Witch Temple, it is expected that the Donglai tribe will know nothing about him.

But now things are changing, but it is to involve the ink, which makes Nangong marks a headache. He can see the beginning and the end of the matter at a glance. If you really withdraw from this matter, you will not have to meet with Su Ming. Continue again.

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