Pursuit of the Truth

In the moment when the middle-aged man appeared, in the crowd below, someone immediately recognized his identity. They did not dare to talk loudly, but the low cicadas were faintly heard.

"This time the guardian of the nine yin world is actually the Lord of the Temple of the Witch God Temple!"

"It’s no wonder that most other departments have obviously hesitated. It turned out to be the case!"

"Mobai adults call Mosu a brother of the ink... And this red dragon, can you say that he is really... the legendary person!"

Su Ming looked calm and looked at the man who appeared in front of the elders of the Witch God Temple. Through the respect and words of the elder, coupled with the fluctuations of this person, it is not difficult to guess that this person is probably guarding the witch. The magic of the city!

This is what he encountered, the second one!

This person is obviously different from Zongze. It is very powerful. This person looks very gentle and has a restrained atmosphere. At first glance, he can only feel that he seems to be different from other people, but he does not feel it. The kind of power that emanates from him is awesome.

Can do this, obviously in the realm, it is slightly deeper than Zongze.

His words were introduced into Su Ming's ear, and Su Ming immediately had doubts. He had split the emperor's projection with the power of the gods. After leaving the door of nothingness, there was always a hesitation. It was his battle with the Emperor, and the dissipation of the Red Luo, both inside and outside the holy mountain of the Witch.

This sacred mountain is said to be the place where the Witch Temple is located. Then, in this battle, the Witch Temple wants to see it, but now the owner of the Witch Temple Hall and the elder, the look and words of the two However, it seems that I did not know the Holy Mountain.

But at this moment, when he was not thinking deeply, Su Ming stood on the red dragon, and his eyes were picked up.

"Today's business, wrong in my witch temple... The ink brother is relieved, I will definitely give you an account of this matter... I hope that the brothers of Mo will not continue to pursue it... After all, the brother disappeared for many years, and now it is falling, appearing in Jiuyinjie should not be fighting against my Witch Temple. Presumably there are more important things..." The middle-aged man smiles and speaks quietly, but when Su Mingxiu falls, his eyes There is a flash of light.

Obviously, even he did not see the finger that appeared on that side. Even if the elders of the Witch Temple saw it, he could not tell the difference. This finger is the magical power of Su Ming, or it is another.

"When the brother of the ink has a yin guard, I must have gone to the ninth floor."

"How to explain." Su Ming said calmly. Since the other party thinks that he is a red Luo, he thinks that the reason why he is not high now is because of accidental serious injury, then he naturally will not explain anything. As for the so-called Yin Ling Guardian, Su Ming naturally can hear that there are some threats in it.

His words are not to tell Su Ming, they are in the Jiuyin world, there are also Yin spirit guards! If you continue to fight, it will be no good for each other.

"Mu brother is involved in the gambling treasure, then Bai can decide any red stone to be auctioned next, Su brother can choose five hundred, no need to spend the slightest witch crystal, and the brother can take it away, no need to be here Cut open.

In addition, I sent a brother-in-law to a top-notch map of the Witch God Temple in Jiuyin. This map can only be found in detail after the Witch Temple.

In addition, within the Jiuyin world, including the Wucheng, but wherever the Witch God Temple is opened, there are many restrictions for outsiders to enter, but the ink brothers can enter and exit at will! The middle-aged man was slightly indulged and said slowly. After he finished speaking, his right hand caught the void and immediately appeared two pieces of black wood in his hand. He sent it forward and flew to Su Ming.

Su Ming looked at the middle-aged man and did not touch the two pieces of wood. Instead, the poisonous corpse next to him walked a few steps, and the large sleeves rolled up with black wood chips into the sleeves.

"Thank you, Ashi." Su Ming said faintly.

The Lord of the Temple of the Witch Temple, seeing Su Ming’s cockroach, took away the wood chips, and his heart was relieved. Although Su Ming’s feelings were weak and vulnerable, the vulgar right arm of the elders of the Witch Temple behind him And the fear of his heartbeat, apparently in this Moss, even if it is a large-scale decline, there may be a strong kill!

And most importantly, the rumors about the other side made him reluctant to take the shot. When he wanted to come, the other party came here to find the medicine for healing.

In this case, there is really no need for him to offend such a powerful existence. And even if he can call out the ghost, but there is no singer under the prestigious name, if the other side fights to resist, the cost of his witch temple will be too great!

And he always remembers that when the other party disappeared after the witches disappeared, Da Wugong personally laid down his life, so that if the witch temple meets this person again, it must not be provoked.

"If you raise your hand, you can seal Zongze and seal the hand of the Haiqiu whole family. Even if you are repaired to such a degree, you can't easily enmity..." The Lord of the Temple of the Witch God Mobai, at this moment, his heart was firm, and he smiled and glanced at the elders of the Witch Temple behind him.

The old man has not seen much blood at this moment. Since he knew the identity of Su Ming, he did not feel the sense of shame. The rumors of the other party have heard too much, and even some of his friends have had I have met each other.

With awe, the old man turned to Su Ming, and his left hand slammed in the sky. Under this wave, the sky was immediately paralyzed.

Among the hustle and bustle, there are nine thousand red rocks of varying sizes, which appear in the sky. The red awns scattered by these red rocks all reflect the heavens and the earth, making the surrounding endless range red. Blood color.

"Mer brother, please!" Mobai, the Lord of the Temple of the Witch God, opened his mouth with a smile.

Su Ming was not polite, the movement of the red dragon under his feet, with Su Ming straight to the sky above, appeared next to the nine thousand red stone, stepping in the eyes of everyone below, walked by the more than nine thousand red rocks.

When the dawn dissipated, September disappeared. When the first Yang looked up, Su Ming walked beside the red stone. Whenever he chose one, he immediately accepted it, until the nine thousand red stone was taken by Su Ming. After that, the black villain in his storage bag was inductive, only nine.

As for the other 490 red rocks, Su Ming is to confuse and take away in the same way. As a result of outsiders, it is difficult to see the slightest clue from Su Ming’s actions.

Five hundred red stones are of great value. It can be seen here that the Temple of the Witch is indeed here to have the sincerity to resolve this matter.

When Su Ming took all five hundred red stones away, he stood on the red dragon and looked at the Lord of the Temple of the Witch Temple. He snarled at the foot of the red dragon and went straight to the earth. He appeared on the ground in a blink of an eye. In front of the Nangong mark.

Nangong marks pale at this moment, staring at Su Ming.

"Nan Gongxiong, the witch crystal sold by the dragon leaf grass offsets the trade between you and me. You don't have to give it to me." Su Ming nodded to the Nangong and looked at Lanlan and Ahu.

Lan Lan blinked. Immediately, a little dazed Ahu climbed onto the body of this red dragon. He grabbed the hair of the red dragon and looked at Su Ming’s eyes. He was full of worship and a tiger on the side. At this time, I was reacted. I also looked at Su Ming with my mad eyes.

For these two children, today's scene transcends the battle with Donglai on the same day. In their eyes, Su Ming is their day!

After Lan Lan and A Hu climbed the Red Dragon, Su Ming passed out the mind. Immediately after the red dragon was lifted off, Su Ming suddenly moved inside, and the corner of the mask smiled.

"By the brothers, there is still a demand underneath, but also hope to worship the brothers." Su Ming blinked and said slowly.

"Oh? Brother Mo, please say." Mobai, the Lord of the Temple of the Witch Temple, nodded openly.

"The red stone cutting is still the most convenient to use this kind of implement..." Su Ming's eyes fell on the one hundred floating instruments floating in the air.

"This instrument has not made a lot of witch temples, and it rarely gives people, but if it is needed by the brothers, it is another matter." Mobai smiled, and the big sleeves slammed. Immediately there was a halo instrument that went straight to the Soviet Union. Ming came and floated in front of him.

The body next to Su Ming immediately took a step forward and put the instrument into the storage bag. Su Ming’s eyes swept over the earth. Everyone on the ground was looked at by him, and the eight halls. Outside the Qiuqiu, Tiemu, Tianzhu dream and the ancestors of the Scorpio who let Su Ming's pupil shrink slightly.

In the end, Su Ming’s gaze fell on the white slut. The woman also looked at Su Ming at the moment, and the meaning of the surprise in her look was very sincere.

Su Ming turned his head and regained his gaze. Under the body, the red dragon screamed in the sky, and he did not pay attention to the autumn lady of the autumn and autumn, and went straight to the sky with Su Ming.

The sound of his roaring sounded a sense of joy, and apparently met Su Ming, which is far more friendly to it than to follow it in Qiuqiu.

"Predecessors...·Where are we going?" Lan Lan grabbed the hair on the body of the Red Dragon, greeted the wind and shouted at Su Ming.

"Take you to open the soul refining... But before that, we have to find a cave outside the city of Wucheng, I want to open the red stone!" On the sky, between the clouds, Su Ming heart beats and beats, the right hand touches the chest The storage bag at the place, there is a red stone that caused the previous storm, and Su Ming is full of expectations.

Before the words of the people, most of his powerful gods were clearly heard.

"There is no flower in the red stone...but there is a poison bee in it. There may be some nectar in the body of this poison bee!

If it really exists, then if I drink it, my repair is...·····································

Only at this moment, even if his gods were scattered, he did not realize that after he left Wucheng, there was such a black figure, and if his body was vague and transparent, he followed closely behind him.

This figure is now frowning, following the way he is not too close, as if hesitating

"Damn, the red Luo died or not died... He is a red Luo, or a fate!"

The gambling stone is written in this episode. In the course of writing these days, I also saw some smugglers talking about plagiarism.

I am indeed copying, but I am not copying any book, but the real gambling jade, gambling jade, so, say that I copied other people's books, please shut up!