Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming stepped forward, and in the footsteps of the ninth paragraph of the iron key, his body screamed again and again, the roaring sound not only he could hear, but the outside world also reverberated.

This is the bloodline of his body, under a strange collision, there will be a sign of the front again!

Although this voice is not big, it can make the Pu'er peak on the patriarch and the patriarch, and all the people who hear it are all shocked, like their own blood line is provoked by this roar, one by one. Flash out.

The feeling of the years when the ninth section of the iron key was uploaded was extremely amazing, which made Su Ming’s footsteps unable to speed up, step by step, after the ninth section of the iron key was passed by nearly 20% of the circle. Su Ming’s whole body was shocked, and the roar of his body’s cockroaches became stronger and stronger. It’s already earth-shattering. In the blood-red giant above him, the blood in his chest is dense, and at this moment, he once again added one more!

981!

Su Ming looked up at the sky in the morning, hiding his eyes under the robes, revealing the bright awns, revealing the perfect state of coagulation in the Lushan key, in order to achieve the purpose of shaking the mountain, he can also In this way, let your own cultivation be in this high school, and walk through the complete Lushan key.

The three men and the like, they only guessed Su Ming’s idea of ​​using the Lushan key to increase the bloodline, but they could not think of the second meaning of Su Ming’s doing it.

Su Ming took a deep breath, and the mountain wind blew his face, making the breathing seem to be stagnant. Even if it was sucked into the mouth, it seemed to be difficult to swallow. The iron keys under the feet were shaken, and every time it was shaken back and forth, it was like the waves of the years.

"Nine hundred and eighty-one bloodlines are not enough." Su Ming murmured, and walked forward again. He did not know how he had successfully passed the ninth paragraph of the iron key. How did he do it, but he felt This iron key absorbs the speed of the vitality. Even if it is dusty, it is difficult to fight. Even if it passes, it will be a big loss.

Su Ming's eyes flashed a step forward, and he continued to pull closer to the front of Pu'er Peak. As he progressed, the momentum that he had uploaded was once again increased after a hydrocarbon fragrance.

This time the increased blood line is also reflected in the chest, through the giants above it, and in the moment that everyone around them saw it, Su Ming’s body appeared the ninth-eighth tea blood line.

Suddenly, the Lushan City is boiling, and all three tribes on the three peaks are gazing at the ninth section of the iron key on the ninth stage with awe.

"Nine hundred and eighty-two blood lines, if he finished the ninth-stage iron key, how many blood lines will be added!"

"I have never seen a coagulant person, he... he is going to challenge the miracle, and the challenge is rare in the first time... thousands of blood lines!"

"Thousands of blood lines... I have heard an old legend. Once the blood of thousands of bloodlines is dusty, it is the strongest under the sacrifice!"

There were many arguments, and the three males and the patriarchs were silent, and the look was awe.

Su Ming continued to move forward. He could feel his strength with the increase of the blood line. Even if he only added one, it would be like a big step, let him clearly understand that one is in himself. The power in the hand.

This power is the strength of the blood of 998 bloodlines, and it is the power of the people who only belong to the blood coagulation!

From time to time, he went to look at the sky. The sky and clouds were torn apart and replaced by a mist. The fog was not as solid as the clouds, but it was full of majesty. The dusty image was rapidly condensing. Once it reappeared, it would On behalf of Su Ming, it is going to dust.

"I finally have to choose to dust..." Su Ming looked at the sky and the fog was rolling. His look was complicated. He lifted his foot and followed the iron key, step by step toward the front and walked slowly.

Walking on this iron key, such as walking in the years, but in Su Ming’s mind, what emerged in the memory is the scene of Wushan in the memory, how many years, perhaps four or five years, perhaps longer, Su Ming himself can't tell Geba clearly, this specific time.

Just came to the south of the morning of the confusion and sorrow, that lying on the mountainside with tears, watching the scene of the sky, still in his mind [Baidu seeks the magic bar to quickly update, the ear of the book fans official yy: 3943] exists.

Su Ming was on his back, and he had already had a strong momentum. At this moment, he suddenly increased, and the blood line on the giant above reached 983!

These 983 blood lines exude the sinister red awns, piercing into the eyes of all the people who pay attention, and a powerful pressure that makes all the coagulations tremble, and erupted from Su Ming's body.

Under this pressure, Lushan City, all the people in the three parts of the coagulation, trembled, seemingly unable to control the body, to worship.

This is the suppression of the blood line, and only after the completion of the coagulation situation, can only appear, and the same level of dust suppression!

The first time I saw Jingnan, the first time I saw this dusty strong, Su Ming’s shock and eagerness at the bottom of my heart became the time to open the dust, and it continued to breed in his heart.

"I want to open the dust, I want to be a strong duster..." Ming murmured, this is the most direct thought in his heart, to become a dusty strong, to protect his own tribe.

But now... Su Ming looks sad, he is very close to the dust, and he can be at any time, but... he was eager to clean the tribe, but he could not find it.

His sorrow is integrated into the breath of his body, and is felt by everyone. An indescribable repression makes the surrounding solitude and quiet.

Su Ming walked and walked, his blood line, adding another one at this moment, nine hundred and eighty-four teas!

The 1984 blood line made Su Ming's whole body, almost everywhere, already dense, such as occupying all positions.

The sky roared, Lei Xia roared, lightning continued to draw, broke the sky, the mist filled in the sky, at this moment condensed, the outline of the dusty statue appeared faintly.

At the moment when this outline appeared, the majesty came, all the creatures in the earth, at this moment, the heart was shaken.

Su Ming has been walking. He has a picture of Montenegro’s savvy Biography. The second dust-cleaner he saw, even at Su Ming’s feeling, Bitu’s impression of him far exceeded Jingnan.

The power of Bitu is derived from the cultivation of its dust. The strange and savage technique of that scene, the battle of life and death, makes Su Ming have powerlessness again and again, and desires to dust again and again.

Su Ming’s body is roaring inside, and the blood line has reached 985! This amazing increase in speed makes all the people who see it unbelievable. It is especially difficult for people such as Nantian and Han Feizi to hide their awkwardness.

They suddenly understood again, why did Su Ming not dust a few months ago! He doesn't satisfy the number of blood lines, he... wants to hit more blood lines!

The 1800 blood lines can be called the perfection of the blood coagulation, but in the same great realm, every blood line will increase a lot after the dust.

The gap here is also great!

Su Ming walked silently. He seemed to return to the first time in the city of Lushan, seeing the wind, and seeing the years of Han Feizi, he would not have thought of it, he would have a day. It became the master of the wind and even entangled with the cold Philippine that I saw that year.

"Agong, do you know, Lasu is going to dust... I want to paint my own sequel, what will my bruises be..." Su Ming murmured, in the step, the blood line inside his body Increase again.

Nine hundred eighty six nai!

This ninth-stage iron key has been passed by Su Ming at the moment. From the Pu'er Peak in front, there is only a distance of less than 100 feet. This distance, not only Su Ming can clearly see the appearance of the peak figure, Pu's man and so on. People can also clearly see Su Ming's robes.

Pu's man bowed his head and looked respectful.

The patriarch next to him also bowed his head, waiting for Su Ming’s arrival.

At this moment, the sky, the blood and the light, the thunder and the thunder, the dusty statue is slowly condensing, from only the outline to the full man.

The pressure is even stronger, covering the world!

It is also at this moment that there is a sudden strong flash of light on Yan Chifeng. This light is white. If it is unusual, it is not too noticeable, but now it is blood red. The flash of white light is immediately conspicuous.

This ray has attracted the attention of many people, but there is not a very small number of people who know it. The origin of this ray.

"Transmission?" An Dong was very stunned, and the two eyes of the An Dong chieftain looked at each other and saw each other's doubts.

The same doubts are also the Pu'er Department, even the Yan Chi Department itself, are also in doubt, Yan Chi is quite public, the old man suddenly turned back, watching the outgoing light [Baidu seeks the magic bar to quickly update, the ear root book fan official yy : 3943] The location of Mang, where is the center of this Yanchi Peak, where a huge pattern is engraved on the ground.

"Anyone, this...the only place in this place can be used only by the Tianzongzong... Mo Feiren..." Yan Bian looked at the white old man.

The old man was silent for a moment and nodded.

However, the light of this transmission almost appeared, and it was immediately smashed and dissipated by the pressure of the dusty image that appeared in this world.

At the same time, a sky deep in the mountains 10,000 miles away from Lushan City suddenly roared, but saw a white light appearing out of thin air, forming a complex pattern and bursting directly, in which white three people walked out.

"What happened to Lushan City, the power of transmission, so that I can only send it here!"

The three people who came out of the first place were an old man, dressed in white, with a double eye and a dignity. At this moment, they frowned and looked at the direction of Lushan City.

The two people next to it are a man and a woman. Both of them are about 30 years old. They look very good, and they are all dusty!

The speaker is the man. Zy