Pursuit of the Truth

In the eyes of Chiyang, there is no god. As a sect of the sect, the ancient burial country that inherits the way of qi can be said to be the strongest at the peak level. He never thought that he would fall one day.

He follows the technique of air transport, and today a sacred air transport, his own air transport, there will never be a loss of life, so the emergence of Su Ming, although Chi Yang cares, but there will be no A sense of life and death crisis.

He believed in luck and believed in life. He believed that he was not in danger of falling. He believed that the rules of air transport and the ancient burial of the emperor could not be broken.

This self-confidence ended at the moment before the end of Su Ming’s right hand fingers breaking through the rules of the ancient burial emperor, piercing the translucent big net and falling in the moment of the red heart.

This finger, finally broke the emptiness, ignored the rules, such as penetrating the years, according to the moment of the red heart of the eye, from the finger of Su Ming’s finger, the branches of the ancient tree penetrated into the body of Chiyang. In a blink of an eye, when Su Ming’s right hand raised his finger, Chi Yang’s body seemed to be normal, but in fact his body has been replaced by countless branches.

A generation of avenues, at the moment, when his body fell, his body went straight to the earth, his eyes were unaware, as if he was hidden and deeply reluctant, but in the depths of the unwillingness, there was still an incredible death before death. .

He is indeed unbelievable, because throughout the ages, he can be said to be the first avenue not to kill the sacred gods. This death broke the rules of ancient burial, even in the view of Mori and White Deer, which is equivalent to incitement. After the ancient funeral country's air transport.

This kind of shock, let Senmu and Bailu see the red tide when they fell. When the two eyes shook, the face changed greatly. When the four eyes contracted, they looked beyond the previous dignity and looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming looked calm, and when he turned, his cold eyes fell on the white deer.

"The next one is you." The words came out. The white deer screamed inside, and the feeling of death that had never been seen before, instantly emerged in the bottom of his heart. With the appearance of this feeling, White Deer The body that did not hesitate backwards backwards, and when his right hand lifted up, he waved forward, and immediately a huge drum appeared in front of him.

The drums were all purple and black. As soon as they appeared, they immediately evoked vicissitudes of life and shocked the weather. A feeling of repression of the heavens and the earth immediately filled the world of this kind.

Almost at the same time as the drum appeared, the white deer's voice was tense and immediately rushed to Mori.

"Senmu, if I don't have enough strength, then today is what I am waiting for!"

In the moment when the sound came out, the white deer’s right hand raised the unsuspecting palm and landed on the huge drum. The roaring sound shook in the moment when the earth-shattering rumbling spread, the next disciple, one by one. The face was bloody, sitting on the knees, no matter what the monks, all in this knee, from the respective heavenly spirits appeared a bloodshot!

This is the real magical power of the white deer. His technique is ever-changing. But the core is still air transport, but this air transport technique can be used in his hands to run the entire life of all monks. Air transport, the red silk thread, like everyone's fate. At this moment, when a lot of pervasiveness, in the midair, with the white deer's hands slamming, they suddenly came together and turned into a **** figure.

This figure, exudes the power of horror, like the white deer's avatar, can be controlled by him at random. At this moment, the figure jerked up, the whole body of snow and light suddenly turned into a **** Changhong straight to Su Ming. .

At the same time, Morimu showed a firmness in his eyes. This moment of crisis actually emerged in his heart when he was in the fall of Chiyang. At this moment, it can be said that life and death, if he and Bailu could not fight against Su Ming Today, the two of them must be off the court with Chiyang.

After many years of practice, it has dissipated, and the realm of the avenue is no longer, life will be bleak, and it will not exist in the world. This kind of thing is unacceptable to him. It is almost the **** figure going straight to Su Ming. At the same time, Mori wood took a deep breath here, and his right hand lifted and slammed on his forehead.

"Thirty years of practice, turned into a hundred reincarnation ... open ... the power of the reincarnation of the 30th century!" Mori wood sounds resounding, his body suddenly heard a roaring loud noise, in the echo of this sound, awesome around him There were twenty-nine illusory figures.

These figures are male and female. Although they look different, they are the same in the monks. Their souls are the same. These are Mori!

In the countless years of Mori's practice, according to his unique way of air transport, he came out of his own way, that is a road of reincarnation!

The reincarnation of Baishi was suppressed by him once and for all, and became a seal that bound himself. At this moment, he was directly dismantled by him by 30%. This seal cannot be completely solved in an instant. Otherwise, he will have a heart-wrenching disaster and can only gradually open. It is already the limit of his short time to open 30% now.

Along with his body, there are a total of thirty virtual shadows. At this moment, when the world is filled, the weather from Senmu is so shocking.

Even under his movement, it seems that thirty people are striding at the same time, and they immediately go straight to Su Ming, surrounded by Su Ming, such as forming a formation.

"Thirty rounds come back, look back at the forefront... Do your best!" At the same time as Mori's opening, it seems that there are thirty people at the same time and the words are coming out. This sound is condensed together, but there is no such feeling of sound and waves, but there is a kind of whisper Italian, now, when he wanders, he forms a whirlpool that seems to be a reincarnation.

In this battle, Su Ming, and the **** Changhong went straight to Su Ming’s **** figure, even in this round of the round, with the white deer’s magical technique, there are three more The red figure formed by the blood of the blood formed suddenly appeared, and it could be rushed to Su Ming if it could penetrate the void.

Su Ming looked at it all gently, his eyes were dull, and Su Ming closed his eyes at the moment when the round of the round was spinning and the **** figure came.

At the same time as his eyes closed, in the heart of Su Ming, the land of the barbarian emerged, and the song...the **** song appeared.

When his eyes opened, Su Ming opened his mouth and gave a sigh of sorrow!

Roar! !

It is difficult to describe this shackles. At this moment, the shocking weather from Su Ming’s body, the ripples of the waves suddenly tumbling from Su Ming, as if the sound of this moment has reached the extreme, forming a collapse of space!

In this collapse, behind Su Ming's body, there was a fascinating barbarian land! !

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