Pursuit of the Truth

He knew that the disappearance of this snake breath was not because he was conquered by Su Ming, but was re-sealed by the mountain bell as before, but he still hesitated despite knowing it, but hesitating was only instantaneous. Made indifference.

"The most common thing is the species!"

This snake fell in the hands of Su Ming. Although I didn't have much contact with Su Ming, I can see that this person is acting decisively. He will not hesitate to drag the water. If the snake can't conquer, he will definitely find a way to kill!

That being the case, you will die anyway... It is better to help me before you die, so that you can die. "Sima Xin endured heartache and he was decisive."

"It's a pity that this snake hasn't grown up yet... No, it's nothing!" Sima Xin raised his right hand and raised it, and slammed it on his chest.

Suddenly at his chest, the rags disappeared, revealing a circular blood picture on the chest. The blood picture looked like the sun, but if you look carefully, you can gradually see it inside. A looming stick shadow.

"This snake is a pity, but it only has a trace of desert line. It is afraid that it will not be able to return to its ancestors in a lifetime. It is just a kind of strange thing that has been transformed by the wild treasures.

And this is just my guess side, maybe there is no shortage of lines at all.

Discard this thing, in exchange for a more successful grasp of the savage thing, this matter... worth it! "Sima Xin's eyes flashed, his right hand was on his chest, and he quickly swam around the edge of the **** circular pattern.

As his fingers swam, it was obvious that the coldness of the chills quickly dissipated from the skin through which his fingers passed. Sima Xin looked as usual, apathy, and soon, when his fingers swam the end of the mouth, immediately his chest This blood color is round, and there is a dark current in it, and eventually it is slowly separated from the skin of Sima Xin.

The **** round is like a piece of skin. Now slowly detached, revealing a lot of sticky brushing with Simaxin skin, the countless viscous brushing seems to make people vomit, but Sima Xin is still as usual, there is not much change.

As the **** circle separates from his body, the drawing gradually collapses. At the end, when the red circle floats in front of Simaxin, all the wires are completely broken.

Sima Xin's eyes reveal a strange light, and a bite of blood is squirted from the tip of the tongue. The blood is directly sprayed on the round red skin and absorbed by it quickly.

"Before Bai Su does this thing according to my wishes, I must first open a vacancy in this Su Ming heart, so that she can be more successful!

This snake is a connection between me and Su Ming, in the process of opening the soul vacancy!

The more you want to control this snake, the more you will be in contact with me! When he tried to control, the moment the snake died, the deeper he fell, the more disappointing and remorseful, the more successful it was for me to plant the primer! "Sima Xin’s mouth showed a gloomy smile, and his right hand raised again, pointing to his own eyebrows.

"Big kind, unintentional Dafa!" His voice was full of unspeakable sinister, floating in the air, and the red circle in front of him was actually burning in an instant.

In the process of its burning, the faint worms in the red circle trembled fiercely. [Baidu seeks the devil's hand, the ear-root fan official yy: 3943] as if a burst of silent mourning sounds.

At the same time, on the ninth peak, Su Ming’s Dongfu, the sullen bark of the mountain, the body suddenly twisted, and dying, a scream of screaming, in that scream, Its dual-purpose brutality has swayed, and the loyalty hidden in the depths of the murderous, and now disappeared.

Its body has bursts of white air, and those white gas does not contain heat, but with the spread of white gas, the body of this stick insect is burned invisibly!

"This is your master... Because you don't want you to be taken over by me, I would rather kill you cruelly..." Su Ming's voice echoed in the mountain bell and was introduced into the heart of the stick insect. .

This insect has a very high spirituality. It can understand Su Ming's words. The fierce light in the eyes is bleak, and the hidden loyalty is deeply lost.

As if its spirituality is higher, I don’t know why the master is going to kill him at this moment...

"All he wants to kill you is because you are being held by me. I don't know how long you have followed Sima Xin, but I want to come here for the first time, even if I let you go back, if there is a Second, the third time, and even if you are not me, waiting for you, only this one!

Such a master, you are so loyal, ridiculous, I am sad for you! "The sound words of Su Ming, such as the Thunder, roared in the bell of the mountain, and fell into the soul of the snake, causing the brutality of its eyes to collapse, revealing the loyalty hidden by the murderous, but that loyalty. At the moment, at the same time of confusion, there is also grief.

Su Ming looked at all of this. Although his look was normal, his heart was very shocking. He didn't expect the spirit of this bug to reach such a degree. It seems that it can be said to be comparable to Xiaohong.

But Xiaohong is a fire, and nature is a human-like spirituality. But this bug is so small that it can be so, showing its extraordinary.

"Your former master wants to kill you, you still have to die for it! The glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the scorpion, the sound of the snake in the stick, the burning of the body, the breath of life is the moment of rapid decline, Suddenly whispered.

At the same time as his screaming rumble, echoing in the bell of the mountain, Su Ming condensed the gods outside the worm, and immediately noticed the resistance of the snake in this, and there was a defect.

At the moment when the gap appeared, the stone coins floating outside Su Ming’s body were all shattered and melted into powder. The huge aura emerged from these broken stones, like the tide. Blowing into the veins of Su Ming’s body, the rapid opening of the body, condensed in the head of Su Ming, released a more powerful power of God.

The power of this sensation rushed into the Lushan Bell, descending on the worm's body, following the gap of his heart, as if it were a broken bamboo, directly plunged into the gap and entered the soul of the worm.

At the moment of entering the soul of this worm, Su Ming’s knowledge firstly perceives, that is, a huge red circular pattern floating in this vague world.

This object is like a human skin, or it is a human skin that has been drawn with a circular pattern.

It floats in the air, and at this moment it is burning a lot. As it burns, Su Ming clearly sees that in this red circle, the shadow of the stick snake, its body trembles, but there is no resistance, but in its Inside, let the skin burn and let it weaken.

In this short period of time, most of this whole human skin has been burned into a gray mark, and only a small part of it has been stabbed, and it can be seen. It is feared that if it is repeated, it will completely dissipate.

When the human skin disappears completely, the stick-snake shadow inside it will disappear, and this strange snake will completely die.

"Sima Xin, who is very vicious..." Although Su Ming expected this to happen, he saw with his own eyes that he still had the enthusiasm for Sima Xin.

If he changed him, the worm changed Xiaohong, and Su Ming asked himself that he could never do such a thing.

He did not hesitate, the powerful gods condensed in the soul of this insect, rushed to the burning human skin, in the moment of touching this human skin, Su Ming suddenly shocked his heart, he felt a little wrong.

Even more, at this moment, he sat cross-legged in the body of the Dongfu, and suddenly there was a flash of light flashing in the chest. The shimmering light was the mysterious black shard hanging on the neck of Su Ming.

As his radiance flashed, Su Ming’s knowledge of the worm’s mind was a meal.

"Even if it is to let his pet die, this Sima Xin does not forget to calculate me... Although I don't know his purpose, it is not a good thing." Su Ming is in this meal, that is only a small half. The human skin has disappeared a lot in the burning, and there are not many existing ones.

The weakness of the snake is even more extreme. It seems to be flying away, but it seems to have lost its resistance, silently waiting for death in the looming.

At the moment, in front of Su Ming, there are only two roads, or to save the worm, but to bear the calculation of Sima Xin, or to give up the worm.

He is calculating Sima Xin, and Sima Xin is also calculating him. The two don't know each other's purpose and the cards, but they use this stick to introduce this battle that is obviously different from the real fight!

Su Ming just hesitated for an instant, and he was decisive.

His gods ignoring the unknown calculations that existed in Sima Xin, shrouded in the skin of this few people, broke through the burning of this human skin, and rushed into the stick that was no longer in the pit, like despair Insects on the shadow.

"Even if Sima Xin wants to use my death to count on me, but this is an experiment I made, you can't die in his hands if you die!"

At the moment when Su Ming’s gods rushed in, the stick trembled.

"He doesn't want you, I want you!" Su Ming's knowledge of the mighty sounds [Baidu seeks the devil's hand, the ear-root book fan official yy: 3943], thoroughly sent into the spirit of the stick insect, the stick insect The mind suddenly vibrates, and its phantom, which exists in the human skin, rises sharply, and it seems to be different in the dim light that appears in its eyes.

"He doesn't want you, I want you..." This sentence echoes in the soul of this highly spiritual stick insect, making it different in its eyes and gradually replacing that bleak.

Almost without its slight resistance, Su Ming’s knowledge left a deep imprint on his mind.

At the moment left by this branding, the human skin completely burned into a gray mark, but in the first breath of its burning and dissipating, the virtual shadow inside it was an early step, and it seemed to be erased from the inside.

At this moment, on the first peak, Simaxin, who meditated on the knees, the person in front of him also burned completely into ash, but he was a fierce change, but he stood up and seemed to rush out of this. A peak, but he stopped his foot and clenched his fist. His look was extremely gloomy, as if it contained the wrath of the sky.

"How could it not die!" He suddenly understood the purpose of Su Ming, the purpose of which is to use his own hands to help him conquer this strange insect! (To be continued.