Pursuit of the Truth

The second wind starts from the cold, Chapter 378, this mountain... (third)

"Scorpion sound?" The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey licked his eyes and raised his right hand on the big man's head.

"You said this is a squeaking voice, a squeaking voice, and you are not going to shut up your old man!" The old man took a slap in the face, causing the big man to quickly shrink his head, but he did not dare to avoid it.

The old man was cold-hearted, no longer paying attention to the big man, gloomy face, and swaying toward the Dongfu Mountain where Su Ming was below. The six people behind him hurriedly followed, and the seven turned into seven long rainbows and went straight to the earth.

But just before they just flew out, and had not waited for the mountain near the mountain, suddenly, a ring of bells reverberated, and the bell rang, causing a layer of visible ripples in the space, spreading toward the eight sides.

Under this bell, in this ripple, the old man immediately had a shock again, and moved it. As for the six people behind him, they were shaking one by one, and their looks were awkward.

"This is the voice of the dementor, Ah Gong, or... If you want us to go, the other party is the soul of the witch." In the reverberation of the bell, there was another person behind the old man, and he quickly advised that this person was pale. He repaired it as just a first witch. Under the bell, he seemed to scream in his body, and he almost stood still.

"Fart!" The old man with the pointed-nosed monkey blinked, and his right hand raised his head on the head of the speaker.

"I told you that this is a squeaking voice. This is indeed the sound of the dementor. You don't want to think about it. For us to come, he has this sound. This is because he is afraid, knowing no, he is afraid, so he wants Make this sound!

Do you know how it is sent out? This is the sound of knocking on the rocks. Just like this, will you scare you into a scorpion? The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey squats openly.

"It’s still a wise man, and he knows a lot. It turns out that this is the sound of tapping the rock." The six men nodded quickly and looked at the old man’s eyes with reverence.

"If he doesn't say anything, now that he is out, I know that this is not afraid of where the demon soul is coming from." The old man of the sharp-nosed monkey does not know how to have such a judgment. Raise the right hand and slap one by one on the other six heads.

"Agong, pain!" One of the earliest big men who spoke words again shrank their heads and sighed.

"You are waiting for me here, see how Laozi is going to drive away this demon soul, he ***, dare to occupy the place of the Laozi tribe." The old man with a pointed monkey squinted, no longer paying attention to the six The tribe, but turned around, whizzing toward the mountain where Su Ming is.

But just as he was close to the mountain, there was a distance of a hundred feet. Suddenly, the bell roared with a more intense sound, and it spread all over the place, picking up more ripples, and even There was a gust of wind and the old man’s hair was rolled.

The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey sucked his breath. Don’t look at what he said just now, but he didn’t know what it was. It sounded a little scary, but he was the witch of the White Bull. The face of the people must not be relaxed.

At this moment, I bite my teeth and rushed back in my heart.

The six ethnic groups behind him, one by one, could not help but retreat. At this moment, they watched the figure of their grandfather, listening to the more and more fierce humming, and looked at each other.

"Is it still wise, he knows that this voice is the other party's fear?"

"If you are a grandfather, you are not a grandfather. Ah Gong is right. You see that the closer he is, the stronger it is. It is obviously afraid."

"But I don’t think it’s like..."

"Yes, this is clearly scared."

When the six men whispered, the old man with the sharp-nosed monkey was already nearly fifty feet from the mountain. When he was about to step on the mountain, he sighed and made a big noise.

"This mountain..."

But he hadn't waited to finish it, but he was sharply wide-eyed, his voice screaming, and a breath that made his scalp numb, suddenly came out from the mountains.

With the spread of the breath, but in front of the old man, a foot full of size, huge virtual shadow, suddenly illusion, that virtual shadow is a bell shape, at the moment, a strong The pressure was so terrifying that the sky was changing.

The old man with the sharp-nosed monkey was smashed by the pressure, and it was shocked by the sudden appearance of the huge bell. The whole person did not say that he quickly regressed.

Just as he regressed, a clear and incomprehensible bell, from this huge illusory clock, came out and thundered, this voice is more than a few times clear, falling in the ear, a humming.

The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey quickly retired, and this returned to his family.

"He ***, this is the scorpion..." The big man behind him, at this moment, lost his voice again.

"This is not a knock on the rock, is this a slap?" The few people behind the old man took a breath.

"You know the blind man!" The old man seemed to be a little angry and angry. He turned back and glared at a few people, raising his hand and taking another shot.

"Let Lao Tzu tell you that this is a blind man, this is a big bowl!"

The old man had just finished saying this, and immediately the bell rang again, but he saw that it existed in the mountains, and the illusory body in the sky instantly solidified, revealing its complete appearance.

The whole body is black and black, emitting a vicissitude of life, floating in the air, forming a strong pressure, so that the old man together with the people behind him, can not afford to fall to the ground.

"Agong, this...this is not a bowl..."

"Agong, this is really not a bowl, is this a scorpion?" The ethnic groups were pale and their bodies trembled. Under this pressure, even the repairs in the body were solidified. At this moment, the look of the trembling was sluggish. .

"Hey, let Lao Tzu tell you, this is a bowl, this is the fear of the little baby, so take out this bowl to scare us, that you, and you, you two past, put the soul of the baby Give me out." The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey was nervous inside, but he spoke his teeth and said these words. He pointed to the two people around him and saw that they did not dare to go, and then raised his hand with his eyes open.

The two tribes were afraid to rush out of the mountain, and they were close to the mountain range, but they had just walked out more than ten feet, and suddenly there was a whisper from the sky.

The snoring was more shocking than the bell, let the two men spurt a blood, and the body suddenly fell to the ground. When they looked back, they saw the four companions behind their Agong, and they also spurted blood at the moment. under.

Only the old man with the pointed-toothed monkey still stood there, but his body was shaking.

"Don't think that I don't know that you are pretending to be dead, you wait, wait for Laozi to clean up the little baby, and go back and pull out your skin." The old man slammed his feet, his arms stretched out and bite his tongue, spurting a blood Afterwards, the whole person suddenly became like a rainbow, and behind him, there was an illusory huge white mist, which was tumbling and outlined a cow-shaped appearance.

The old man raised his right hand, and somehow, there was a huge bowl in his hand. The bowl was filled with clear water. Holding the bowl, the old man stepped forward and he secretly complained. He is The witch of this small tribe of the White Bull Department, he has been hesitant after a few days of hearing the return of the tribe.

After waiting for a few days, he sent the viewer back and told him that it had recovered as usual. The soul of the soul was no longer there. He decided to take the tribe to come here and pretend to be a model, but he did not expect it to arrive. I met the shocking voice.

On the first few times, he could still be stiff, and he said this sound indiscriminately. But when the huge clock appeared, he was already scared, but if he left, he could not do it as a witch. Under the teeth, there is a desperate plan, how to rush to go to the battle with the soul.

And he thinks that even if it is not the rehearsal of the repair, how can it be the peak of the central witch, this battle, the outcome is unknown.

At this moment, when he rushed forward, he looked serious. The water in the stone bowl in his hand appeared to be fluctuating and embarrassing. He formed a piece of water vapor outside his body, which made him resist the reverberation of the bell.

Just as he was moving forward, the two fallen men on the ground immediately opened their eyes and quickly climbed on the ground and returned to the place where their companions spewed blood.

Almost as soon as the two of them returned, the four fallen families also opened their eyes and looked at each other. They had a heart and soul and did not say that they quickly climbed back.

Only the old man is still galloping at this moment. After approaching the mountain, the old man has no time to pay attention to the six dead people behind him. His right foot is slamming on the earth, and the body rises up and rises. Flying away and heading straight to the top of the mountain, he made another scream.

"This mountain is..."

It was almost the second time that he said this sentence. The huge mountain clock on the sky suddenly burst into flames and there was a large blur. In that blur, a huge beast that could not be described was revealed. The figure.

This fierce beast grows together like a dragon. The nine heads are scattered at the moment. If they occupy the entire sky, it is the appearance of this beast. Let the old man’s second words stop again. He widened his eyes, revealing horror and panic, his body slammed back, and the scalp was already numb.

When a fierce pressure came, these nine heads had five heads closed, such as sleeping, but the other four heads were squinting, showing cold and cold, in the pupils of these four heads. Su Ming’s figure appeared.

"What is this mountain!" Su Ming's voice came from the four skulls that he occupied.

"This mountain is yours..." The old man with a sharp-nosed monkey, who didn't know where to come, didn't dare to go back and quickly smiled.

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The third is sent, and there is a fourth! The monthly ticket is tight, and the friends in the road have a monthly ticket. Don’t keep it, throw it out in one fell swoop, let us rush! !

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