Pursuit of the Truth

"Sangxiang's breath!" Su Ming instantly judged that the film on the chest of Cang San slave is the sangxiang's breath, which is so strong that even surpasses the mulberry will that Su Ming felt before. !

"This is ········································································································· Incorporating into the emptiness, it appears in front of the trembling sword of trepidation. At the same time of scorning, the sword of the sword is fiercely broken, and layers collapse...

This family of the great meditation, at this moment, directly smash!

As if everything exists, in front of this film can not let it pause, all at the moment of touch, smashed, nothing, shattered, starry sky, a strong crisis directly enveloped Su Mingxin.

If you did not experience the black youth, this will be Su Ming feel the most powerful atmosphere, but after experiencing the black youth, this film, although let Su Ming have a sense of life and death, but can not shock him.

However, in the moment of seeing this film, Su Ming also understands why this Cang San slave is so confident, why he dares to provoke himself, the answer to all this is because of this thing!

The film was approaching momentarily, and Su Ming’s eyes were exposed. He did not step back, but his right hand raised the room. Immediately, the morning, the fairy, the heaven, the will of the four real worlds of the Emperor, instantly condensed his body, his As a full-blown outbreak, his will is inexhaustible, turning his right-handed fingers into the film that is coming, and going away, not a point, but a clip!

Su Ming’s idea is not just to fight against this thing, but to...take it for himself!

Cang Sannu’s look is ridiculous. There are many people who died under his sacred treasure. There are also some self-contained supernaturals who want to collect this thing, but without exception, they are touching the object at the moment, or the body is shattered, or It was erased everything even with the soul.

According to his thoughts and Su Ming's cultivation, it should not become a fly ash, but will become an empty shell, suitable for being smashed by himself.

His sneer smiles more and more. Looking at the film and Su Ming's fingers, they touched each other in an instant, watching Su Ming's **** clipped on the film.

"Death, give the old man a death!" Cang San slave screamed and laughed, and his body swayed toward Su Ming. His character is like this. If he does not want to shoot, he will use methods to kill the enemy. Instead, he will tease it. I feel that I was teasing myself before, but in the end I found out that I was never teased.

Even when he thought about how to refine Su Ming as a beggar, when his thoughts flourished in his mind, his footsteps had already been taken, but at the moment of falling, his smile was solidified and his appearance was revealed. Really stunned.

He saw that Su Ming’s body was shaking, but... there was no trace of shattering and the wisdom was erased. Instead, there was a feeling of confrontation with the film.

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Su Ming stared at the film in his hand. At the moment of touching, his will suddenly boiled. This boiling is strong. For example, Su Ming’s mind has set off a boundless wave, sweeping his knowledge.

His will is rushing against the film, and under the suppression of each other, Su Ming's eyes are filled with bloodshot eyes. His look reveals a mad moment, and behind him there is a ghost of a butterfly!

Whether it is the mulberry or the three wilderness, their will is the shape of a butterfly, and Su Ming is the third largest will. After the extreme, it is naturally the shadow of the butterfly.

In the moment when the shadow of the butterfly appeared, the tremor of the film was more intense. Su Ming’s eyes flashed sharply, and the right hand slammed backwards, and a loud bang whirled. Su Ming’s body retreats. After a thousand feet, squirting eight blood, pale, but the look is ecstasy, slowly raised his hand, looking at the film sandwiched between the fingers!

Not far away, Cang San’s face was pale and pale. The appearance of this scene subverted his understanding and made him a squat, the first time in his heart... there was real fear.

This is the first time he has encountered a film that cannot be killed. It is also the first time that he has been able to conquer him except himself. The reason why he can conquer this film is because his tribe has been in the past for generations. Dedicated to this thing, this is in exchange for a steerable ability.

But it is only by inhaling it in the chest and throwing it out to kill others. Other uses, he can't know, can't display.

Seeing that Su Ming was looking at the film at the moment, the three slaves were numb in the scalp, turning around without hesitation, using his strongest repair to speed up the fastest speed, and madly fleeing.

He was afraid, never had fear and fear. He didn't know why the other person could conquer the film, but his mind still appeared, the film shivered.

This trembling at first glance is the vibration caused by the confrontation, but at this moment he goes to recall, that is clearly ... an excitement! !

Thinking of this, Cang San’s grievances spurt a blood, he is wronged, he is very wrong, he comes with strong self-confidence, but the final result is actually running dry and self. The treasure is sent out...

When he left, Su Ming didn't care. At this moment, Su Ming's full attention was placed on the film in his hand. He stroked the film, and the ecstasy in his eyes gradually disappeared. Instead, he was a strange singer.

"This is... a fragment of the sangxiang wings!!

Seeing its appearance and breath, it is clearly the same as the mulberry will, unless it belongs to another butterfly, otherwise it is from the sang phase I exist!

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"The butterfly has four wings, one is the sang phase, the other is the three wild, one is the dark morning against the holy place, then ... and the world where the fourth wing is, is it... Where is the debris from there?

If it really comes from there, the three slaves, how to get it! "Su Ming's eyes are stunned. When he looks up, there is no trace of Cang San slave in front of his eyes. Su Ming screams coldly, and puts away the fragments of the butterfly wings. Under the sway, he stepped into nothingness, following the Cang San slave. Traces

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