Pursuit of the Truth

There are not many people who can recognize the vision of the sky at the moment, but it is not without it. In the city of Lushan, there are several people who know that their words have provoked the shock of the whole Lushan City, and they know that this argument is screaming.

On the second floor of Lushan City, in an elegant house outside the courtyard, Nantian is sitting on a stone chair. There is also a middle-aged man next to him. The man’s look is mild, and his mood seems to be rare on his face. Holding a glass of wine, and drinking with Nantian.

It was also at this time that the vision of the sky appeared, and the sound of sorrow came faintly, and Nantian looked up, but he only looked at it and his body shook.

The gentle middle-aged man next to him also looked at him. His eyes were calm and his look did not change, but the hand holding the glass was shaking, and some drinks overflowed.

“The coagulation environment is full of dust!”

"It’s not like a big perfect person. I have occasionally seen a generation of arrogant people dusting with 982 blood lines. The momentum is bigger than before. It’s even bigger...” The middle-aged man, Was the former Hakka of the Yan Chi Department, Ke Jiu Si.

"That is also a blood coagulation, such a person once the dust, even if just stepping into the dust, is enough to override the early stage of most dust, become the top!

When did you see such a character in Lushan City! "Nantian is deeply sucked. Qi, he seems to be still as usual, but the heart is due to the vision of the sky, resulting in complex and suspicious.

"This person is in the secret place of the mountain to add a breath of breath ... Do you want to see?" Ke Jiu Si eyes flashed.

"No, this person is so dusty, there must be enough preparations. If I go, if the other party misunderstands, it will not be worth the loss. It is better to wait until after the success.

This kind of dust is not likely to fail..." Nantian slowly opened.

"You said, will this person be the mysterious Mexican Su Shi who is famous this time?" Ke Jiu Si suddenly said.

"Well?" Nantian squinted his eyes and looked at the vision of the sky for a long while. Hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "I look at the ink, it doesn't seem to be dusting, but it is more like dust. The injury is ups and downs...should, not him."

Ke Jiu Si is silent, Nantian hesitates, looking at the vision of the sky, and some can not judge.

In the silence of the two, at the moment on the third floor of this Lushan City, in a corner, the Xuan wheel looks gloomy and stands there, staring at the vision of the sky, the face is changing.

"Who is this person, he chooses to dust at this moment, it is to prepare for entering Tianzongzong... The blood coagulation is complete... The blood coagulation is round... Hey, if you don't mess with me, if you stop my way The old man really wants to give it a try. If the blood coagulation is completely dusty, is it really as powerful as the rumors!"

At the time of this sky vision, in addition to the vibration and discussion of Lushan City, the three parts around it were also attracted by the changes of the sky.

Yanchi Department, at the top of the mountain where it is located, Yan Yan looks solemnly standing there, looking at the sky, a blue silk drifting in the wind, she is wearing a red dress, looks beautiful.

"In my mountain city, dust, if it is ordinary dust, it will be fine... But you are a rare coagulation person, you know, people like you can not freely dust at the door of others...

who are you! Yan Yan hesitated for a moment, looked down at the city of Lushan, she could feel that this person who is dusting is there.

However, she did not rush to go. Like Nantian’s judgment, the blood coagulation is absolutely very human. Such a strong person is dusty and can’t be prepared unless it is a deep hatred. Otherwise, few people will do such a thing. Needless to say, Yan Yan is the head of the Yanchi department, and she has to consider something deeper.

Also in this mountain of Yanchi, except for the people in the Yanchi Department who were watching the sky one by one, Han Feizi looked at the sky calmly. Her eyes were confused, but there was no envy and shock.

"If I want to dust, I can do it, but who is this person... is he..." Han Feizi wrinkled his eyebrows and was silent.

At the foot of the Pu'er Mountain, several people stood there silently, looking up at the sky as well, but no one was talking about it, but in this silence, they did not know their minds.

In the east, he was sitting on the top of the mountain with his knees. He stood behind the patriarch Fang Shen, and the leader of the battle, and looked at the sky one by one. His looks were uncertain, shocked, envious, and doubtful.

"I am interested..." Anton said a little smile.

"The blood coagulation is complete, except for the Han Feizi of the Yanchi Department, this is the second one available... not my Anton."

At the moment, Su Ming, he did not know that the dust-driven machine that was motivated by the increase of his blood line caused the sky to change, making everyone in this hidden land have to meditate on the knees to resist blood and pressure. The coming.

Even the changes in this place have aroused the attention of the outside world. Today, Su Ming, sitting cross-legged, his bloodline in the body continues to increase, has [starting] from 952, reached Nine hundred and sixty three!

Still increasing!

The 169 blood lines have already exceeded the Han Feizi [the first hair], and they have formed an amazing blood in the body of Su Ming. It seems that when the cave is red, it is necessary to turn this into a **** sea.

As the blood line increases, a feeling of dusting in the darkness emerges in the heart of Su Ming. This feeling slowly blurs to clarity, gradually giving him an impulse to suppress, to lift Hand, to draw your own rough lines!

At the same time, in the increase of the blood line in the body of Su Ming, nearly 100 people who could not leave in this hidden land outside the cave, each one shivering, pale, they looked terrified, already [bearing] will bear Can't live.

Once you can't stand it, waiting for them will be the body bursting, the blood line is sucked out!

"This... is... the coagulation is full of dust!" In this nearly one hundred people, [the first] someone has guessed the answer. After guessing the answer, it is the courage to lose resistance, and the deep hope is revealed in the heart. .

The ordinary duster will not ignite the vision of heaven and earth, and silently choose a safe place to dust. Only those who have a good blood coagulation will lead to changes in the world when dust is opened. At the same time, if it is close to him, all blood lines are not as good. His people will collapse in the moment when their dust is successful, such as jade swords.

At this moment, everyone is paying attention to it. For those who are involved in nearly one hundred, they will not come to save.

Su Ming was short of breath, his right hand was lifted slowly, and the feeling of dust in his heart became stronger and clearer. Even he had almost certain kind of affirmation at the moment. If he thought, he could open the dust at the moment!

Fairy...

"I haven't found any material that suits me." If you open the dust at this moment, you can only use the teachings left by the wind... and I have a feeling. If you want to suppress the impulse of dusting, bloodline... increase!"

Su Ming’s right hand trembled. He needed to use great perseverance to suppress the impulse of this dust. His eyes were bright and bright, and there was persistence and ambition in the light!

"Nine hundred and sixty-three blood lines, but the blood coagulation is complete... I don't want to clean the dust with perfection. If you really want to dust, I should go and smash it. More than 980 of the coagulation is perfect!

I don’t know how to clean the dust. Once I open the dust, I have no regrets! ”

"There are only a few sorrows in the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.

If I open the dust, I choose the device of the life, I don’t know if this is the medicine, can I! This matter can not be anxious... Can't be anxious..." Su Ming blinked, his face swelled, suppressing his own impulse to dust, and the right hand that lifted his life was put down.

At the moment when his right hand was put down, his body suddenly and violently vibrated, and there was a roaring sound. Under this pressure, if the magma that was about to explode was covered, but the explosive power accumulated in it But it is naturally stronger.

The roaring reverberation, Su Ming's body immediately had a sense of tearing, violating the impulse to dust, forcibly reversing at the time of dusting, in order to obtain more blood lines, but this way is obviously not allowed. .

In the roar of the body, Su Ming’s seven scorpions flowed out of blood, but his eyes were bright.

"When is the dust, it is my will, not the sky, not the existence of the sky!" Su Ming muttered, in the moment of his words, the blood line in his body increased dramatically. From 963, it directly increased by ten, reaching 973!

Still continuing, nine hundred and seventy-four, nine hundred and seventy-five, nine hundred and seventy-six...

As the blood line increases, the feeling of tearing is more intense, but Su Ming can feel that each additional blood line will increase one's strength after dusting.

When the blood line in the body reaches 999, only one difference can become a perfection of the blood coagulation. The impulse to dust, like a flood, hits Su Ming’s consciousness and makes him The right hand, once again could not help but lift it up.

At the moment, the sky is unusually large, rolling in all directions, the clouds are banging, and the golden light is glaring, faintly like to form a statue!

In the secret place under the abyss, the person who has resisted nearly 100 hundred knees has already had more than half of his mouth overflowing with blood, and his face is desperate.

In the cave, Su Ming looked at his right hand, and his look was cold and slowly said: "This is dusting, like a summoning... But today, I will not dust, this is my will!" Ming looked up and looked like he could penetrate the cave and see the vague image that was slowly condensing in the sky.

"Into the micro!" Su Ming closed his eyes, the blood line inside the body suddenly stopped at 999, in a microscopic way, actually - hidden from the temper.

"My destiny, I will decide!"

"I rarely greedy, not that I am not greedy, but if I am greedy, I must be greedy once!" Su Ming wiped the blood from his mouth and sneered.

Fourth more! So tired, these chapters are finished, let the ear root know again, I am really not young... I saw many authors say that they will change the monthly ticket, this time, change the words, give the people the years to change the monthly ticket, see See if you can change a few.