Pursuit of the Truth

The ancient **** tower and his eyes flashed, and the eight-pointed star of the eyebrows suddenly shone. He stared at Su Ming and suddenly grinned. The smile was a scorn.

"You have grace for this God, but this kindness is not as big as you think. Today, this God is not difficult for you, but if you are entangled again, Hugh God will crush your body." Taga voice with disdain, The high meaning of words is quite obvious. It is no wonder that he is so. After all, he is no longer a seven-star, but he has become an eight-star ancient **** in his impression that he can be called a strong man.

"You can try it." Su Ming faintly opened.

This sentence said that when the ancient **** Tagarton suddenly saw a murder in his eyes, the cold body suddenly walked toward Su Ming here, his right hand lifted up, and as the body moved suddenly, a fist punched toward Su Ming. Roaring away.

"I don't know how to be good!" The sneer in the mouth, the punch of the power of the eight-star ancient god, shocked the change of the sky in the moment of the explosion, such as the starry sky to collapse, such as the sinking of the sky, straight to Su Ming.

Su Ming’s eyes flashed in the eye, and the shadow of the dragon behind him did not move. His body stepped forward, and after the moment he was near Taga, his right hand was lifted, and the fist fist was in the simplest way, without any magical technique. The fist hit the huge fist of the ancient god.

With a bang, Su Ming’s body trembled, and he slammed back to nearly a hundred feet. His right foot was under the violent step, and the starry sky shook, faintly distorted. As for the ancient **** Tajia, the body was still moving. The look is proud, the meaning of contempt is more intense, and once again, I am going straight to Su Ming.

"This **** has only used 70% of the power, this time if you dare to come forward, your body will collapse!"

"Today's flesh can be defeated by seven stars, but the power of the eight-star ancient **** has soared too much..." Su Ming shook his head, pressed down the body's blood and rolled, and his right hand raised his fierce fist and immediately in his There are countless big barbarian souls appearing around the right hand. These souls are instantly integrated into Su Ming’s right hand, followed by the left hand. The entire body of both legs and even Su Ming is at this moment. Being melted by the souls of hundreds of millions of people, Su Ming’s body has rapidly expanded to a height of several dozen feet.

Containing a strong atmosphere, exudes an unspeakable momentum, when the fist is fisted, it seems to have produced power in Su Ming’s fist. This is Su Ming’s...

Turned into a god, with a body. Concentrate the bones, condense the meaning of the billions of souls, such as returning to the ancestors, the body will instantly burst out of the strongest body of the barbarian!

The savage gods changed out, and the neighboring Tajia eyes suddenly contracted. The feeling of a crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. After the change of the gods, Su Ming stepped into Changhong and went straight to Taga.

a punch!

The roaring sky. Desperate, Su Ming, who turned into a sacred god, the fist of the right hand and the fist of Nataga came together. The roar of the blasting treasure rushed to the surrounding area, and the shock of the smashing swept, the unbelievable expression in the look of Taga The body was violently rewinded and was actually punched by Su Ming. Directly retreat a lot.

Su Ming’s body was shocked. Going back two steps, when I look up, I look calm again.

The second punch!

The bangs screamed in the sky. Taga squirted blood, and the body retreated, and the sound of snoring came from his mouth.

"Damn, this is impossible. I am an ancient god. I am an eight-star ancient god. You can't have the power to be able to positively shake the gods!!" Taga's eyes are red, when he retreats The body twisted fiercely, and it was necessary to change direction and bombard Su Ming, but just in the moment of his body, Su Ming’s figure appeared in front of him.

The third punch!

This punch directly hit the chest of Taga, making Taga screaming and screaming. When the blood spurted out again, his body trembled and retreated. Su Ming’s indifferent expression seemed to be in Taga’s eyes. The shadow, under the infinite magnification, Su Ming hit the fourth punch.

This scene was seen in the eyes of the monks around, and turned into silence and shock, which is completely overwhelming advantage, that Taga seems to have no power to fight back, in Su Ming hung, punch and body, body It seems that there is a collapse, blood is constantly ejected, and the fear in the eyes is getting stronger.

The fifth punch!

The sixth punch!

The sound of the rumbling continually echoed in this emptiness, Su Ming repeatedly shot six punches, and the body of Taga’s body continued to retreat, but the speed of Su Ming could not escape, all this happened only a few It was only time for breathing, until Su Ming approached again, his right hand was lifted, and the final punch was made after the fist was punched.

The seventh punch!

This fist pours all the power of Su Ming's sacredness. At the moment of the fight, it seems that Su Ming's fist has become a black hole, absorbing all the light around him, all nothingness, falling directly on the chest of the ancient **** tower. The sullen roar suddenly came out of the body of Taga, and the body of Taga was shocked. This time he was not regressing, but the huge body was directly bombarded by Su Ming.

Turned into a curved shape, at the time of the fall, there were countless cracks on Taga's body, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Especially the position of the chest seemed to burst open. His consciousness appeared to be scattered, and Su Ming’s punched. Directly shattered his meridians, especially the eight star points on his eyebrows, which are bleak at this moment, seemingly to be extinguished.

This is at this time, the time of Su Ming's change of the gods is over, his body is restored as usual, standing in the sky, cold eyes to see the ancient **** Tajia who fell there.

"The blood is not pure. If you change a **** and pure eight-star ancient god, you will be able to defeat it with such a savage power." Su Ming, the always-existing Tianling tribe old man, faintly opened.

"Is the blood blood impure?" Su Ming blinked. He originally planned to make a victory for Taga, so that he had an ancient god, so he only helped him to open the imprisonment, but at the moment he dismissed the idea. If he wants to be separated, he will also have a **** and pure ancient god.

However, if it is a pity that it is a shame, Su Ming’s eyes reveal a strange singularity. Su Yan’s eyes closed when he was struggling to get up. When he closed his eyes, the thoughts of the sky immediately became the first. The meaning, after replacing the sky into a god, suddenly fell on the body of Taga.

"Ink is a slave, this is God's will." Su Ming opened his eyes, faintly opened the moment, immediately Taqa made a screaming scream, his hands pressed his head, in his head, now the intent is like an invisible net Surrounded by the death of the soul, such as the seal, directly imprinted the will of Su Ming.

This is a more sharp way than the means of SAARC's manipulation of this ancient god. This is the opportunity of God's will, forced enslavement, and does not give Taka a rebellious opportunity. It screams and screams, and gradually disappears after more than ten interest. In the silence, he put down his hands on his head and looked at Su Ming in a complicated way. After a long time, he bowed his head and bowed down to Su Ming in the sky.

At the same time, the 500,000 monks of the SAARC around the heart, in the shock of the heart, in the moment of Su Ming’s gaze sweeping, Qi Qi’s prayers, revealing the meaning of surrender, and the souls scattered by them, let Su Ming Its desperate branding.

In addition to Xu Hui and Deshun, when the soul of all the people in this place has the imprint of Su Ming, the power of a majestic outer edge suddenly flocked to Su Ming here, making Su Ming at the moment of absorption, immediately Transforming these outer edges into their own methods has made Su Ming’s spirit first and foremost more than doubled at this moment.

Even at this moment, from the direction of the ninth peak, there are also a large number of intangible agglomerations of the law, covering the whole body of Su Ming while letting the soul of Su Ming tumbling and undulating, he has a strong feeling, as long as there is With the law of hundreds of thousands of monks, he can reach the level of the morning in advance.

Forced to suppress this strong feeling in the heart, Su Ming eyes swept away, looked at Xu Hui and Deshun, and the moment between the steps appeared in front of Xu Hui.

Xu Hui's body trembled, the smear of the eyebrows was distorted, and behind him there was a phantom of the scorpion. It seemed to be extremely nervous. Deshun behind her was looking at Su Ming. The heart was filled with fear. He didn't know the strangeness in front of him. What the strong man is going to do.

"When was she lost her memory?" Su Ming's gaze removed from Xu Hui and landed on Deshun's face.

Deshun’s face suddenly changed, his body trembled and hesitated.

"Predecessors said that the younger generation did not understand..." Deshun trembled and suddenly pulled Xu Hui and pulled it behind him. This move did not know why he would make it. Naturally.

Xu Hui did not refuse, Su Ming gave her great pressure, this pressure made her pale, and there was panic in her eyes, but her heart did not know why, and some complicated.

Su Ming looked at this scene, his face was calm, but his heart was a sigh. He did not pay attention to Deshun, but went to Xu Hui. Xu Hui’s face changed immediately, and the instinct was to retreat. Deshun was even more The eyes of the eyes have bloodshot eyes, and the low-pitchedness seems to have forgotten the cultivation of Su Ming.

But before he even shot, Su Ming’s right index finger has already been placed on Xu Hui’s eyebrows.

"Under the catastrophe of the morning, I protected myself with this strange magical power, but this technique is not perfect. It will make the soul split and have a second consciousness. Now it is intended to sleep, and the second consciousness occupies the body." Su Ming’s right hand flashed, and immediately a wave of volatility poured directly into Xu Hui’s body. Xu Hui’s expression suddenly appeared to be struggling. He was familiar with Su Ming’s gaze, sometimes complicated and sometimes strange.

But very quickly, the strange meaning gradually appeared to disappear. Su Ming’s finger was a direct fluctuation of Xu Hui’s sleeping soul, which caused him to wake up.

"Can't be like this..." Deshun trembled, his red eyes showed madness and pain, and he looked at Xu Hui in the mutter. He knew that he had been bullied, but he was dependent on each other in these years. For many years, let him unconsciously, has an emotion for Xu Hui here.

He understands that he does not like Xu Hui, but the second consciousness in this body at the moment, so he did not take Xu Hui to find Su Ming, but joined the SAARC. (To be continued...)