Pursuit of the Truth

Bitu was shocked at this moment. He never dreamed that the barbarians in this world could have two kinds of tattoos. In his opinion, it is impossible to think about it, but it is also the sun. The generation of Mosang has a deep sense of mystery.

In particular, the second striated pattern of the Mosang appeared, killing the black scorpion of its first striated pattern, forming such a terrible and terrible unicorn head, which was scattered on it. Such as the dusty atmosphere, let Bitu breathe, the scalp numb immediately raised his hands, pointing to the black lightning that wants to rush to Su Ming.

The black lightning suddenly changed direction, and went straight to the dark misty animal head.

Agong stood in the air, closed his eyes, motionless, the huge beast head in front of him roared, the black air filled, making the heavens and earth gloomy, this is his last resort, and also a secret that he hides deeply.

But seeing this black gas, such as the spread of the tobacco head, in the roar, rushed to Bitu, rushed to the black lightning that guarded Bitu, this lightning made a thunderous bang, and immediately approached the animal head.

The two in this midair, suddenly met together.

The sound of the banging whirls, the beast head that is swayed by the black air is more roaring and mixed with it. The black gas of the body is dissipated at the moment. The black lightning bolt stops at the eyebrow of the animal head and cannot penetrate. .

Even in the roar of the beast's head, it continued to approach, making the lightning, as if encountering great resistance, forced to retreat.

Bi's face was pale and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. At this moment, when he felt the most critical of his life, the black lightning continued to retreat, making the animal head less than a hundred feet away from himself.

Bitu's hands were lifted up, one pointed at the eyebrows, and one pointed at the chest, the body that had withered. At this moment, it was like offering sacrifices of flesh and blood. His hair was black but at the moment it was instantly white hair. The skin on the face is even more cracked, and the body is far away.

"It's just close to the dusty atmosphere, not the real dust!" Bitu whispered, and with the change of his body, the black lightning seemed to be supplemented, and the black mans that burst into the sky suddenly broke out. A huge number of times of bang into the heart of the coming animal head.

Agong in the distance, his body trembled, his mouth overflowed with blood, and his eyebrows seemed to have scars as well, and the eyebrows of the animal's head looked like the same.

The head of the beast roared, his eyes showed strange awns, and he did not care about the penetration of the black lightning. Instead, he rushed forward and rushed his head to make a loud noise. The black gas quickly dissipated, and the black lightning penetrated. More, but this animal head does not seem to know the pain, as it rushes out of life, it will be closer to the 30-foot range of Bitu.

At this moment, half of the black lightning entered the eyebrows of the beast's head, causing the entire beast head to have a curved black electric light to move away, which seemed to be destroyed at any time.

But the lightning is also dimmed, as if the vitality that gave it power is already insufficient.

Bito's mouth blew out the black blood. He raised his right hand sharply and pointed his finger at his right eye. He saw his right eye suddenly faint, seemingly lost his vitality, and then turned into a white.

In the moment when his right eye became white, the black lightning immediately had a strong black light again. With a loud bang, almost half of it penetrated into the eyebrow of the animal's head. At this moment, the animal head is only ten from Bito. Husband.

Su Ming in the distance, he is now closed, his body is no

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The blood of the wings of the moon is pervasive, and the blood is centered on the body of Su Ming, gradually condensing together, and seems to form a strange blood.

As it slowly formed, a strange pressure spread across the blood. At this moment, Bito looked anxiously, his right hand raised his finger to his right leg, and when he touched it, his entire right leg exploded. This was after he sacrificed his right eye and sacrificed his right leg again. Almost the moment when his right leg was broken, the head of the beast was less than five feet away from him, but the black lightning, but a bang, completely passed through the heart of the beast, but directly from behind his head. Penetrate out.

The power of the destruction of lightning made the head of the beast suddenly dim and quickly dissipated, but its impact did not seem to stop, going straight to Bitu, five feet, four feet, three feet... its speed In the horror of Bitu, I couldn't see the body of Bitu in an instant.

All that can be seen is that the head of the beast covered by Bi, turned into a faint black gas, and dissipated.

A Gong was pale and opened his eyes. His bleak eyes had expectations at the moment, but this expectation was turned into desperation. He spurted blood, and the whole person was smashed at the moment when the beast head was scattered. After a strong impact, the body receded and finally fell on one of the five peaks of Wushan, where it fell and struggled to sit up.

A maddening excitement came from the place where the beast's head was black. It was the voice of Bitu, and he did not die! At the moment of his talent, he even thought that he was destined to be killed, but the head of the beast was in the position of less than half a foot in front of him, and was blocked by a black light that suddenly emerged from the body of Bito. Touch, dissipate.

"Who can kill me!! Mosang, you are strong, although you have two rough lines, but you can't kill me!" Bitu panted, feared for a while, he knew if it was the black mysterious man Before leaving, he left a force in his body, so when he was only able to bear the advent of the animal head.

At this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed, lost one eye, lost a leg, and even his body was skinny and gray, but he was laughing.

"First kill him, let you see him dead in front of you, and then pack your old things!" Bitu gasped, raising his right hand and pointing at the black lightning floating in the air, the lightning A fierce shock, began to slowly turn the direction, look at it, it seems to be locked before the attack, so each time you have to adjust.

But in this black lightning adjustment direction, want to lock the moment to close Su Ming, but see Su Ming's eyes, fiercely open, in the moment of his eyes open, the moon outside his body is **** Surging, a broken blood image, suddenly appeared in this world.

This blood is not big, only four or five feet high, Su Ming's body is like a mosaic, in the chest of this blood image, this afterimage is not his cohesive, his body, just provide a small contract, It makes those moon wings able to condense all the power through his body, so that in the previous battle, the level that can compete with Bitu can be achieved.

This blood image shows an ancient feeling, the whole body is flashing, but there is no head, it is broken, as if there is not enough power to make it appear completely under the sky.

But even though there is no head, there is a horrible breath lingering on the blood image. It looks like wearing armor, and the armor is also bloody. The whole person looks like the vicissitudes of life in this midair.

In its body, in addition to the horrible atmosphere, there is also a tragic meaning, like the cry of death, and the maneuver of the world as he appears.

In his hand, there is a big axe, this axe is as ruined, but there is a smashing murder, looming, there seem to be countless mourning souls in the axe.

This is one of the countless moon-wing memories, one of the nine great images of the fire-fighting people. It was once a million years ago, and was worshipped by countless fire and barbarian people, and even eventually under the magical power of the fire. Together with the other eight portraits

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Battle the gods!

His head was folded by the sacred god. It has already died in the ages of the ages. What is now appearing is the illusory remnant of the images in the moon-wing memory, with their blood of fire.

His name is called punishment!

Bitu opened his mouth. Today's battle has made him shocked with too many things, but he has no numbness, because this shocking thing is a surprise to him.

There is no illusory blood like a skull, and Su Ming at the chest has a glimpse of the flash. This remnant of the gods is moving forward step by step. Under this step, the sky seems to be a shock.

But Su Ming knows that this vibration is illusory. The appearance of this **** of remnant is the memory of those moon wings. He may have powerful power, but he is already dead, but it is illusory, so it can be expressed. Power is extremely small.

And more importantly, at the moment when the remnant appeared, Su Ming immediately felt that he was dissipating quickly, and the time of his existence was at most only a matter of interest.

After the interest rate, the **** of disability will be dissipated. The price is that all the moon wings will die. At that time, he will be beaten into a prototype, and because of the injury, he will be countered, not only will he The qualifications of the figure, even its own, will be in crisis.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the remnant **** stepped forward to shake the ripples between the heavens and the earth. As a result, he approached the stunned Bitu in front of him, and the big axe in his hand was lifted up, and he would kneel down.

Just then, the black lightning whistling and went straight to the remnant.

Bitu is more trembling. The crisis he feels at this moment exceeds the second barb of the original face of Mosang. He has a fear from the soul. He does not hesitate. He knows clearly. At this moment, if there is such a slight pause, the price will be a complete death, and the gods will be destroyed.

So he did not hesitate to point his finger at the left leg, and his teeth were filled with a lot of blood lines. The blood lines formed a complete moonwing totem, but at the moment the totem was scattered, making those blood lines impossible. In the cohesion, this is awesome. At the juncture of this crisis of life and death, he chose to sacrifice his dust, even if it will fall afterwards, it will always be stronger than death here.

With the explosion of its dusty pattern, the black lightning flashed out its strongest black light, approaching this god!