Pursuit of the Truth

When the words came out, the look of the men and women in the sky immediately changed, revealing incredible meaning.

"Not you?! There are other cohesive people in this place!"

"So, all that I have seen before, including the dusty body, is motivated by another person, this...this..."" The two took a breath, and they suddenly understood why the previous words were exported. Immediately around the discussion dissipated.

"Not you, who?"

"Who can achieve great perfection in blood coagulation, ignite the dust and the real body, and be sealed as a dust god!"

Facing the sky, the men and women are obviously shocking words. After the silence, Han Feizi silently opened his mouth.

"It is a stranger. He used the blood coagulation to complete the dust, refining the Thunder as the treasure of life, and taking away the Lushan Bell... Sima Xin also used the body to come, but could not stop..."

The words are soft and can fall in the ears of both men and women, but like a thunder, so that both of them breathe in a hurry, it seems that they can not believe such a reversal.

"Sima brother is also coming? Can't stop... This man and woman? How many blood lines are dusting?" Chen surnamed the man immediately.

The woman next to him, after hearing the words of Sima Xin, took a breath and looked awed, but in this fear, there was still fear.

"It's a young man... As for his bloodline, I don't know." Han Feizi said calmly.

"Nine hundred and ninety-five or more!" An old voice came from the mouth of the old man Liu. He looked back from the sky at this moment and looked at the place where the mountain was located.

"A good cloth celestial arrogance!" The old man laughed happily. His look was very joyful. He was quite open-minded. He looked at the direction he was looking at in the distance. Only Pu'er was known, and there was the place where Su Ming left.

In the laughter, the old man’s face had a radiance, and he looked at Yan Chifeng and saw the Yanchi on the side. The two looked at each other and the old man closed his eyes.

The old man did not speak, and the body stepped toward the direction of Su Ming’s departure. The speed was fast, and the moment disappeared without a trace. He never went away until he looked at Yan Chi’s old eyes, all of which fell. Su Ming has been in a position before.

Until the old man left, the men and women were awake and flew to Yan Chifeng in silence.

The cold eyes show the strange light, and there is expectation and excitement in the eyes. Looking at the direction of the old man who is away, she can guess something.

The matter of Lushan City is over. When it comes, Su Ming condenses. When he leaves, he has already started to dust!

It was his first time to gallop in the sky. He flew in the sky with his own cultivation, but at the moment, Su Ming was not excited, but his eyes were dignified.

The reason why he quickly left, in addition to choosing a hidden place to draw the rough lines, but also the shock of the refining treasures in his body.

In addition, he also had some concerns about his two gallops in the city of Lushan.

He is now in a state of stability and contemplation, and he chose to avoid it.

All the way Su Ming started full speed. In a few days, there was a deep mountain in front of him. There was a silence, a rare figure, and he was in the air. Su Ming swept his head and his body went straight to the earth like a meteor and disappeared into the mountains.

Somewhere in the endless mountain, the blue light is now, Su Ming calmly stood up, watching the blue light sword gallop in front, and dug out a hole in the living, and walked into it.

At the moment he stepped into the cave, a large stone that had been dug in advance was turned into a door and blocked the cave.

In this black hole, Su Ming looked around and saw the right hand in his arms. Immediately, the red light flashed in his hand. A piece of animal skin appeared and fell to the ground. He suddenly turned into a red grass and turned it into a hole. Ground cover.

The branding technique spreads out, and the small sword of blue light floats on the side of the stone gate, and is always vigilant.

The wind is even more so by Su [Baidu seeks the magic bar to update quickly, the ear root book fan official yy: 3943] Ming forced out of the body, respectfully bowed to Su Ming, a look of gratitude.

A few days ago, when Su Ming took away the Lushan Bell, he woke up and saw Su Ming’s sword took the life of the Xuan Lun. At the same time that Da Qiu was reported, he deeply feared Su Ming. Awe, has entered its soul, he can not imagine, what kind of cultivation is needed, you can kill a dust!

"With this green sword, do a good job of protecting the law!" Su Ming sat down with his knees and looked at the wind.

The wind immediately nodded, the more respectful look, and even a sense of flattery that emerged subconsciously, guaranteed again and again...

No longer paying attention to the wind, Su Ming took a deep breath, his look seemed calm, but his heart was extremely dignified, closing his eyes, he felt his body, there is no thunder at the moment, but only need to be refining in the internal organs When the earth's electricity meets the head's void, lightning will appear immediately.

This is second, and most importantly, in this moment of lightning and its body, Su Ming once again saw the same thing that shocked him before!

This thing is really sturdy, but it is only true at the moment when lightning strikes, and then it will turn into a vain thunder of power, and it will be out of the forest.

"My refinement is obviously a thunder. It is obviously the electricity of the earth and the power of the void. It is obviously the power generated by the fusion of the two... ears... how can this appear!" Su Ming is no longer able to suppress the shock in his heart. I am observing my body.

For a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes and revealed his contemplation. After a moment, he closed his eyes again, and the five internal organs in the body scattered the electricity of the earth that the outsiders could not see. At the same time, there was a void in his head.

When the two touched and banged, Su Ming’s body immediately had a large amount of electric light scattered, letting the wind and the wind screamed back and forth again, looking at Su Ming’s eyes and fear.

At the moment when the two touched, Su Ming clearly saw his own treasure!

A tripod-shaped black piece with nine holes in it!

This is his true treasure of life. As for the Thunder, as for lightning, those are the manifestations after the illusion, only the nine holes and the shape of the black film, is the essence of its dusting device!

"What is this..." Su Ming looked stunned. This thing is in his body, but it can only disappear when there is a moment.

He touched the shard of the same color hanging on his mouth. He remembered the mountain in the shard of the stone. In his memory, he seemed to be there, and he saw a blue lightning...

"Is it...can...not quite the same." Su Ming murmured.

In his sorrowful thinking, Su Ming did not know that there was an old man walking slowly in the sky outside the cave where he was. This old man was the person of the surname Liu of the day, and he had expectations on his face. , standing there, looking at the earth.

"The old man only received two disciples in his life, but he could not pass on my clothes..." I had a optimistic view of Simaxin, but this sub-sense...not a ghost, not my best choice.

What I want to choose is evil, it is a subversion! "The old man murmured, looking at one of the many mountains in the earth, the more looks look forward to it.

"You, can you be my disciple... It depends on the creation." The old man sat on his knees in the air, his right hand raised, pointing to the ground below!

"Before the barbarism, make it all the time! Jaws, slow, Laos!" The old man’s words, his eyes are fierce, and he can see countless bloodshots from his eyes, making his whole person look at this moment, As usual, it is full of white hair and no wind, and it is swaying. Even the color changes with the color. For example, the red tide, Man Yan, turned into a red hair.

The red hair flutters, making the old man like a sinful man, his facial blue veins bulging, looks very terrible, behind him, at this moment, there seems to be a hidden shadow, the virtual shadow, a sea of ​​blood, in the depths of the blood There is a stone statue, this stone statue can not see the look, but there are amazing evils spread.

The cultivation of the old man was originally the appearance of the early sacrifice of the bones. It is also true at this moment, but the evil momentum is enough to make him feel better than him, and feel the vibration of the mind.

"Whether you can become a child of my evil spirits, look at today!"

The old man raised his right hand and drew an arc in the air, and once again fell to the earth. This land of falling land clearly did not move, but it gave people the illusion of shaking the ground, such as static and moving. There is an overlap that makes it difficult to distinguish.

Even Su Ming, in the deep mountain cave house, did not notice at the moment, his consciousness condensed in the body, watching his own treasure of life from the true to the illusion, along the body break, formed A piece of lightning swam away.

"But it, I don't want to understand this thing..." Su Ming opened his eyes and his face gradually calmed down.

"Now, want [Baidu seeks the magic bar to update quickly, the ear root book fan official yy: 3943] draws my rough lines... my rough lines, what will be..." Su Ming muttered, dusty strong, absolutely Most of them have illusory rough lines when they are not dusting, and they will be painted after dusting, making them a substantial existence.

There are still some people who don't know their own rough lines. They need a feeling in the dark and naturally draw.

Su Ming is this category.

In his knees, he quietly ran the blood in his body. This blood was not produced by blood, and it contained a dusty atmosphere. Under this operation, Su Ming gradually immersed himself in a kind of sleepless sleep. The state of waking, such as meditation, hands on the knees, raising his head, closing his eyes, his hair scattered on his shoulders, the scar under his eyes, showing his blood.

"My bruises..." Su Ming murmured, as in the call, a duster, the most important addition to the treasure of life, in fact, is the rough.

The difference between the rough lines determines the future direction of the dusters, and they are different.

At the moment, outside the deep mountain of the Dongfu, the same old man with his knees, his right finger on the ground, his eyes also closed, but immediately he slammed open.

"It turned out to be a month... oh? No! zy