Pursuit of the Truth

The tiger, like a tiger, goes down the mountain and pedals to the ground. The snow flakes on the ground make it linger around, but in the illusion his figure is rushing out, the huge axe held by his right hand, Su Ming has never seen before. This axe looks rusty, but this axe is made of a beast.

As the tiger rushed out, there was a faint horror, and it rushed into the gate of the northern part of the country!

The two brothers were like a rainbow. The step that took place shocked the earth, falling in the footsteps, and the snow was splashing. Under his feet, there was a greenery. There, there was a strange growth of grass.

"You are too rude. I respect you so much. You are so deceiving to me." The two brothers were angry and their smiles were gone. Their right hand was lifted in front of them, facing the front because of their ninth peak. The people rushed in, and the few people who came to stop were waved.

With the wave of his hand, the greenery between the vast white snow and the snow, the three hairs coming from the two brothers came to the shoulders, and the northern Xinjiang tribes of the gods spread.

Almost this moment, at the foot of the three rushing northern Xinjiang tribes, suddenly a green grass emerged out of the air, at a speed of a demon, directly permeated the three people, when the three When I came to the second brother, the whole body was covered with grass, and the face was like a gray, keeping the struggling movement, motionless.

"Two brothers, it is not that they are not polite, we are wearing a hood, his grandmother, no matter who sees us, you are even polite, you know what we are doing, and what kind of bird polite you can have." Go!” The tiger swept the axe not far away, and did not forget to look back at the two divisions.

The second brother sighed, subconsciously touched the hood on his face, shook his head, and sighed with emotion.

"There is no success in the fall of Gongsunhu, and he is lucky."

Su Ming here, he looks calm, only the right eye is stunned. The body stepped forward and there was no shocking momentum from the two brothers. There is no pressure from the overbearing power of the tiger. But holding a blue sword in his hand, there was lightning on the tip of the sword. The three people in front of him whistling. Su Ming let them come, and the moments of intertwining, Su Ming's speed suddenly accelerated, and they were directly staggered with each other as if they were overlapping with each other. The three men immediately had blood erupting on their necks and the heads fell.

Su Ming calmly took the sword and walked forward.

The place where Su Ming is located is in the gate of the northern Xinjiang, under the two huge statues of ghosts. Behind them is the vast snow plain, and the wind whimps.

In front of them, it is a northern Xinjiang tribe that can't see the border. It sounds like a drum and roars. It is heard from the depths of the northern Xinjiang. The sound of the drums is low, revealing a sense of oppression and reverberating. Obviously, it is clear. It is to inform the whole family that there are strong enemies.

Across the scene, the figure rushed out from the tribe and went straight to the place. Around the three people of Su Ming, there were many ordinary people from the northern Xinjiang. They were different from the ordinary people whom Su Ming saw, on their faces. I couldn't see too much panic, and even few people left in a panic. They left most of them, leaving enough distance to stand there, looking at Su Ming three people coldly.

The figures that came from the tribes were numerous. At first glance, there were dozens of them. At this moment, the roaring room was approaching, and they were divided into three parts and went straight to Su Ming, Hu Zi and the two brothers.

The tiger grinned and drank a large sip of wine. He jumped out of the body and put the axe to his side. His arms stretched out and he made a loud noise.

"Into...dream..."

The snoring sounds earth-shattering, letting the northern Xinjiang tribes divided into three parts, one by one, but their sacred gods are only a moment, but see the sound of snoring reverberating, the tiger is like when he helped Su Ming against Sima Xin. When I fell down, I woke up and slept.

Su Ming looked strange, and the second brother sighed at the side, and his body swayed forward and kicked a kick on the tiger.

When the kick kicked, the tiger immediately opened his eyes and picked up the axe around him.

"The third child, don't always... dream..." The two brothers shook their heads and walked toward the dozens of northern Xinjiang figures that were coming. They lifted their hands and immediately had a green hand in their hands, making a fierce push toward the earth.

The snow on the ground melted rapidly, and a piece of grass emerged. In the strange breeding, the surrounding area turned into a grassland, and at the moment when some of the northern Xinjiang people rushed to the second brother, the grass on the ground suddenly came to the roots. And broken, such as a Dawley arrow went straight to these people.

The tiger, there was the anger of the previous incident, waving the axe and the more than ten people who went to him. The tiger’s bravery, this is the first time Su Ming saw that this person does not care about the pain. Do not care about the injury, all by a fierce end, such as the tiger fell into the crowd, killing.

What makes Su Ming gaze more is that every time the tiger's body is attacked, there will be a flash of light, as if there is nothing, and he can't see the armor on his body, so that all the damage that falls on him is as good as nothing. It hurts.

The tiger laughed and screamed, and his eyes were red. Finally, he looked like he had to stretch his arms and make a dream move. The second brother coughed aside, which interrupted the tiger's movement.

Su Ming here, he walked forward step by step, and the people of the northern Xinjiang who were coming, were repaired, but they were almost the moment when they approached. With Su Ming as the center, the lightning flashed out and suddenly spread to the eight sides. The lightning came too suddenly, and all the covered people suddenly had a meal.

Almost at the moment when they lived, Su Ming’s body galloped away, and the blue light swept, and more than a dozen heads flew in the blood.

"Zuo Ge came out!!" After killing more than ten people, Su Ming Yang Tian made a low voice toward the depths of the northern Xinjiang.

At the moment when his snoring sound has not dissipated, the tiger on the side, the body seems to have a cracking sound, a roaring sound, but seeing a layer of transparent mirror collapse on the body of the tiger, that countless invisible The shards swept around him around him, causing the people around him, one by one, to scream in the screams, all of which went backwards.

"Your grandma's, this is the latest creation of your grandfather's grandfather, invincible armor!" The tiger's proud sigh of heaven.

"Zhuogo is out!!"

It was also at this time that the second brother calmly played the snow on the shirt. In front of him, there were more than a dozen bodies that were penetrated by grass. He looked up and smiled at the depths of the northern part of the country. The same word was also found.

"Zhuogo is out!!"

The voices of the three brothers and sisters merged together at this moment, forming a whirlwind of sounds and roaring.

The surrounding ordinary people of the northern Xinjiang, can not calmly look at each other, but have undergone dramatic changes.

"Sacred bones!! That kills people with grass, he is a strong sacrificer!!"

"The big man with an axe, what is in his body, can resist so many attacks, and at the end it seems to burst, but it hurts our people!"

"There is also a person who flashes outside the body and has lightning. This person is not high, but the speed is extremely fast, but it seems that he should be the weakest!"

In the middle section of the northern Xinjiang, there are a lot of places like Su Ming and others. There are a lot of igloo buildings. The looming killing sounds come from the tribal gates. It has been a lot weaker when it arrived here.

There are countless people from the northern Xinjiang. They look indifferent one by one, and they seem to have no concern for the battle ahead.

Among the many buildings in the middle section of the northern part of the country, there is a bonfire outside the house that is obviously higher than other igloos. There are three people sitting next to the fire.

These are three middle-aged men. They all have long hair that has reached the waist. The long hair is braided and looks like there is no sense of disorder. They look calmly, and there is a servant roasting in the fire. Small beast, smear some food ingredients from time to time.

"I can't gamble." One of the three, a calm opening.

"This is not a bad thing. Of course they can't get through. It used to be time. I bet half an hour. The heads of these three people will be hung on the door." Another person smiled.

"So well, I bet one hour, I think that the person who is good at the green grass is not bad, this person should be able to live more time."

"Whenever I do, I will gamble a scent. Don't forget that although the front section is the residence of the subordinates, there are no soldiers in my ghost department, but... I went there to patrol the team today, but I was traveling.

He and I are similar to each other. Even I heard that his arrow has brought a black wire, and his ghost is about to change for the second time. ”

Between the three discourses, it seems that there is nothing to do with the things happening at the front end of the tribe. Instead, they take pleasure in this matter and wage up a bet.

But when the three were talking, suddenly there was a gloomy voice in the middle of the northern part of the northern part of the village, which was obviously different from other igloos.

"I bet that all three of them are alive, let me drink their blood and tear their hair! Give me the brother who is not a device, Zhuo Ge."

The appearance of this sound made the bonfire around the three people dark, and seemed to be uncomfortable burning. The three also immediately got up and bowed to the igloo, looking devout and revealing fanaticism.

This is the middle section of the northern part of the country, not to mention the fact that it exists in the back end of the snowfield. The people who can live here are often distinguished by their status. The rear end of the northern part of the country, in addition to The sound of the drums echoed, and there was silence. There was no such thing as a killing.

There are hundreds of houses here, and every house has a weak atmosphere, which is faintly heard.

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I am not calm, I really can't calm down. Dao friends, the current monthly ticket has fallen out of the top ten. I always feel that the quality in June is very good, but the bleakness of the monthly ticket tells me that quality is a grandson. Really grandfather?

I didn't break out, so I didn't expect to have a high ranking, but the top ten is the bottom line! !

Now the bottom line is gone, give the ear a monthly pass, let us go back to the top ten! ! ! (To be continued)