Pursuit of the Truth

The wind is really not enough!

Mastering the open sun in the three styles of the wind, but it does not mean that Su Ming can exert the power of the wind like a god. After all, his cultivation is still very weak.

This level of winds and winds, if it is against the ordinary witch, can not play a shocking role, can only be used as a supernatural confrontation, a more common performance.

Nowadays, facing the half-footed step into the sorcerer, even the sinister man has to fight against the elders of the Witch Temple. Su Ming knows that this wind...not enough!

The style of Kaiyang, the wind sent by the main heavy, 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 flashed at this moment, his body unfolded his ultimate speed, not to retreat and move forward, but to the sky, as a meteor roared away.

Since the wind of the sleeves is not enough, then 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, As he went straight to the sky, the wind that was brought up by him, crashed, and blew into the sky.

This completes his opening of the sun!

This wind swept across the square, and at the moment of rushing into the sky, the sea of ​​clouds roared and violently spread toward the surrounding area. In the blink of an eye, it spread directly from the previous hundreds of miles to a thousand miles! !

A thousand miles of sky, the sea of ​​clouds made a huge whirlpool, 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, it’s amazing! !

The sea of ​​clouds, which is a thousand miles away, turned back from the right hand fist of Su Ming from all directions, and after Su Ming completed the action of making a fist, he condensed in his fist, as in his hand. Hold the whirlpool of the sky!

Thousands of miles of blue sky, no trace of the wind, this is the second key in Kaiyang · borrowing the wind! !

Su Ming's eyes are cold and light, and the right hand of his fist is pointing to the old man of the Witch Temple below, and punches!

This punch shot, it seems that there is not much strength, but the blast of this boxing is an unspeakable wind. From the fist of Su Ming, it broke out!

This wind makes a sharp whistling and whimpering, such as a ghost crying and wolverine, it is inevitable that people will be shocked! For example, in the silent dawn, a thunderstorm was set up, such as a storm broke out in a quiet sea, such as a loud noise in the flat!

A wind dragon, in the blow of Su Ming, rushed to the vulture temple of the old man, illusion, this wind dragon is hundreds of feet long, very incomparable, the body is translucent, pick up the sound of choked It is its roaring, the sharpness of that roaring is its flaw!

"Opening the sun!!" Su Ming whispered, the wind dragon suddenly approached the old man of the Witch Temple, the old man's look was extremely dignified, when a white hair danced, a bulge appeared on his neck, this drum pack grew rapidly · As a sarcoma, the sarcoma splits at the moment when the dragon is coming, and a skull appears in it.

At this moment, the old man looks extremely horrible. 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.

I took one of my hands and put it in my mouth. The sound of a screaming sound suddenly rose. Under this sound, his body was twisted in front of him, and a screaming scream was heard. The distortion was directly broken, and the number was broken. An infinite amount of sorrowful souls rushed out of the void of the void, and looked far away, such as a black long rainbow full of sorrow, going straight to the wind dragon.

The roaring sound echoed in all directions, and the wind dragon collapsed, but the resentment of the old man of the Witch Temple was also overwhelming, but there were still a lot of them left. After the wind dragon was dispersed, 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 old man of the Witch Temple was instantly pale, but it quickly recovered and was difficult for outsiders to see.

At this moment, his heart has already been extremely shocked. He must know that there is a huge gap between Su Ming and his cultivation at this moment. However, under such a gap, the wind dragon still let the old man’s body suffocate, and he has the tendency to go back and forth. It is enough to see that this technique is strong and unusual.

Su Ming squirted a blood, and the body continued to retreat a few steps. The Lushan clock slammed into a whisper. In the ringing of Zhong Ming, Su Ming’s hands were smashed, and the clock was flashing. The light above the big clock flashed, the beast of the nine infants. The illusion of the sky, stunned in the sky, in which the sixth head blinked, slamming toward the sorrowful river.

In this sucking, Changhong, who was rushing to Su Ming’s resentment, changed his direction and was swallowed up by the sixth head of Su Ming’s mountain bell.

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

At this moment, the two of them who fought, even said that almost everyone in this place did not notice that, in the far away of a large hall, the dragon-shaped mark on the arm of the autumn lady of the Haiqiu Department, is a flash flash.

At the moment when the old man's words in the Witch 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!

In this way, the old man of the Witch Temple looked, if the demon was general, but with the appearance of the five heads, a breath of breath, revealed from his body.

Now on his body, there are a total of seven heads, male and female, and each one looks stern and screams at Su Ming, making the old man look like the soul that he first summoned.

"Psychic media, the seal of the sky!" The old man of the Witch Temple now has numerous twists and turns on his body, making him look terrible. At the same time, his right hand is lifted, pointing to the yin.

Under this finger, you can't see the slightest magical fluctuations. You can only hear the other six heads of the old man. They snorted in a sigh, and there seems to be some kind of spell in it!

"The ancient spirit of the media spirits!!" The look of the Yinling Hanhan changed dramatically. 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 lot of annual rings. It was around it, there were countless circles of illusion, and it seemed to be resisting something. At the same time, he took a big step and killed the old man.

"Fang!!" The old man of the Witch Temple sneered, his three heads in the low voice, the twinkling of the moment, the disappearance of the shadowless moment, the ghost of the big man, outside his body, suddenly appeared a light curtain, this light curtain Flashing, forming 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 disappeared suddenly, but at the moment of disappearing, he was forced out of nothingness, and his look was also painful. Outside his body, the light curtain appeared. , turned into a seal!

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

This is a very overbearing supernatural power, can not resist the slightest rebellion and struggle, after doing this, the six heads of the old man, all disappeared without a shadow, he stared at Su Ming, eye murder and the look of the ants, Step forward.

"Without the yin guard, there are no two shackles, only you are left, then... I will let you die slowly..."

Su Ming looked calm and looked at the elders of this witch temple that came step by step. In this battle, he completely failed. Even the great man of the nine yin spirits was taken by the half-footed old man, using that kind of Unbelievable seal of the gods.

Su Ming sighed.

"If you are strong, you can eat weak meat..."

"If you cultivate it, you can let your will replace everything."

"If you cultivate it, you can arbitrarily plunder others.······"

"If you cultivate it, 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 it. The old man of the Witch Temple.

"Yes, if you have a sorcerer, you can take the red stone, even if it is serious, it is random." The old man of the Witch Temple walked step by step, the gloomy opening, not far from Su Ming A few dozen feet, a long sleeve in the cold, and his right hand raised to Su Ming, grabbed a fierce air!

"Noisy, it's over!"

"It's over...·································································································· its existence.

At the moment when the three words of Qianlong Shen appeared, the big hand of the old man of the Witch Temple was already close to Su Ming, but at this moment, suddenly, in front of Su Ming, the space was distorted. There was a finger out of it, and the finger appeared extremely abrupt, pointing in the palm of the old man of the Witch Temple.

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

At the same time, even in the distant autumn and autumn of the autumn and autumn, there was an angry dragon that came out, and the appearance of this dragonfly was even a glimpse of Qiuqiu, followed by her arm. That Longyin exudes a red light of the sky, and fiercely transforms a huge red dragon. This red dragon roars, its body is big, and after the appearance of a faucet, it appears in Su Ming’s... ···foot!

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