Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming moved. He lifted his foot and stepped on the hundredth step. Before he stood on the 99th step for a long time, it was because the 53rd blood line came out and the gas in his body. The blood violently tumbling around the inside and outside of the body, and the explosion broke out. He needed to adapt his body slightly before he could move on.

After all, the appearance of this bloodline represents a breakthrough in its cultivation, rather than an ordinary increase in Aga.

At the moment, Su Ming began to appear, his figure in the sky under the bright moon, seems to constantly absorb the moonlight, in the forward, in a blink of an eye, went to the hundred and fifteen steps.

There was no pause, and the pressure from the top of the mountain became stronger. Su Ming’s body rushed out. One hundred and twenty steps, one hundred and thirty, one hundred and forty, one hundred and fifty, one One hundred and sixty! ! ! !

In a short period of time, he Su Ming went out of the 60 steps in succession. When he stood on the 160th step, Su Ming had the illusion that the top of the mountain was slamming. Vigorously appeared, pressed against his body.

But at this moment, the sky is bright, and the moonlight surrounds Su Ming's body, making it stand in the moonlight, and the black hair tied by the hemp rope flutters on its own.

He doesn't have to move this way. Almost half of the entire mountain is involved in the test, and the square outside is instantly dead!

Ula stayed for a while. She was still worried about her position. She still felt wronged. She still felt unwilling, but now, with the sluggishness of her look, all the complicated thoughts disappeared. She understood that she and her partner. It is not at the same level at all. Since it is not a level, it is forced to compare with it. This kind of comparison, in addition to self-inflicted, no other.

Lei Chen fiercely stood up and looked at the token in his hand. He had speculated about the name of Mosu before. But now, this guess is hesitant. He is somewhat uncertain. He thought about it before. is it right or not.

Bei Ling’s death and death caught the token in his hand, and his heart twitched and accelerated. At that moment, he even had a thrilling feeling. He watched the number of people called Mosu successively out of sixty steps. This speed made him unbelievable, and he almost forgot to breathe.

He thought that the other party was the first to pay attention to the public, so he forcibly went out this night, but now I see, where is this, the other side clearly has the real strength!

Otherwise, if you can count the numbers, it is the 60th order!

There was silence in the whole mountain. In this silence, the screaming and stunned blink of an eye, and he did not care, but his intuition was to tell himself that this is called the person of Mosu, and it is probably the biography he had heard before. The guy who broke through the roar!

"It should be him... It should be! But who is he? It’s not the people in my Fengzhen tribe. I don’t know if I have seen it in the square before.” The moment’s rush did not know, in the square. The group surrounded it, and with one of the people who laughed and tried to integrate into their circles, there was a person whose smile was very light. It looked very ordinary, and it was so light that it was unremarkable.

This person, even looking at him rushing, looking at him talking and laughing there, watching him be arched by the stars, watching him go to Bailing...

At the time of savage and hard thinking, Bi Su’s nearest step on the road, Bi Su’s eyes widened, seemed to see through the fog, the person on the path next to him, what it looks like.

Unlike the rush, Bisu is too close, and he can almost assert that the man named Mosu is just below the step behind his fog that he looks at, very close to himself!

"It’s just one hundred and six. It’s more than twice as much as I am now. This person is not enough! If you can approach me, it’s not too late.” Bi Su thought so, sneer closed. eye.

On the other side of the mountain, on a stepped path, Lucerne was sullen and gaze, staring at the ranking in the token, especially in the two names of Bisu and Mosu.

"I am now the twelfth, 295 steps... No, the top ten can't enter, I can feel the weakness is more serious... I took the blood from me that night, it must be between these two people. One!" Lucerne is not stupid, but it is very clever. Otherwise, it can't occupy a certain position in the intrigue tribe, but it will be in the hands of the few people including Beiling.

"Bi Su!!" Lucerne's gaze swept over the name of the Mexican Su, and the eyes flashed through the eyes, staring at the second in Bisu, but in the look, it was in the depths of the hustle and bustle. A deep jealousy.

Can be ranked second, he is not sure that he has the qualification to retrieve the source of blood...

Sikong is now nervous. His appearance is very similar to that of the previous Ula. Looking at the ranks of the 100-step Mexican ink, his heart is accelerating and he is worried that he will be surpassed.

If it is during the day, but now is late at night, he has no confidence to continue to go on, not to mention his ranking is forty-nine. Once he is overtaken, he is immediately fifty. Don’t look at the difference, but the meaning is completely different. .

Except for them, almost all the people who participated in the big test condensed their eyes on their respective tokens, which is called the name of the Mexican.

Only Ye Wang, he never looked at the token, but he did not know that this happened, but with his temper, even if he knew it, he would not be concerned.

Compared with the quiet silence in the mountains, today's square is the real silence. The silence is like the silence of breathing after being suddenly stuck.

The strength of the neck of many people stuck in the square came from their own shock, from what they expected, one of the same ranks on the statue.

Sixty-third, Moso, one hundred and sixty steps.

After experiencing the sudden increase in the number of rankings and the number of steps in the moment, there are already a lot of people in this place, and it is impossible to treat the word "Mu Su" as a fun to spend time at night, but to really value it. Because of the sixty-order of that moment, the incredible shock appeared in their hearts!

If it is during the day, you may not be able to use the word shock, but now it is night, it is the late night of hundreds of high mountains and high pressures. In the eyes of almost everyone, if you can count sixty steps at night, then if it is during the day, this The number will double!

Those who can do this, all the tribes who participated in the test, there are not many!

"He...who is it..."

"Musu...Musu...I only calculated it, probably it is less than ten years. He went from the ninety-ninth step to the hundred and sixty-order...this...unbelievable!!"

"The ranking is from 101, and it has become sixty-three in an instant. This person... Since this person has such strength, if it is during the day, he can even break into the top 30, why should he do it at night... ”

For a long time, there was a gradual emergence of the sorrowful voice slowly appearing in this square, and it became more and more fierce, even the leaders of the tribes were watching here.

However, the old prince of the Wulong Department and the patriarch of the Ministry of Montenegro still did not care.

This night is destined to be extraordinary. This night is destined to be all glory, belonging to one person, belonging to Su Ming!

Agong Mosang with a faint smile, looking at the ranking on the statue, the expectation of the heart, the more concentrated, he understands that Su Ming has fully realized the meaning of the six figures.

The winds around it are quite arrogant to Jingnan. The look is calm and does not reveal any change. With his cultivation and identity, if he can't do the anger and anger, he will definitely not have the status and cultivation.

"Yes, Mosang, the child you brought back that year, was educated very well. In fact, I have been slightly curious about his life..." Jingnan smiled slightly and looked at Mosang.

"Curious, if I tell you, he is the emperor of the Dalai dynasty, do you believe it or not?" Mosang looked at Jingnan, smiled, and could not see the true and false in his face, perhaps the secret of Su Ming’s life, except No one else knows anything other than himself.

"Why don't you say that he is the son of the gods, interesting and interesting." Jingnan stunned and immediately laughed.

"Maybe it may not be possible." Agong Mosang said with a smile.

Jingnan haha ​​smiled, but the heart was a little bit uncertain. For the words of Mosang, he did not know whether he should believe it. This kind of thought made him very unhappy. In his growing years, every time he met with Mosang, he would Give him this feeling.

Just then, suddenly the discussion in the square was in horror, and there was another exclamation!

"It's moving again!! How many orders will he stop? Just look, one hundred and sixty-eight steps!!"

" One hundred and seventy-two, one hundred and seventy-nine, this speed seems to be slower than the other..."

"It should be the last shock. I decided that he is at most 200 steps and will never exceed!"

"Almost, maybe even one hundred and nine are difficult to enter. After all, this is late at night, and the more you go up, the heavier the pressure!" In the voice of the discussion, countless eyes condensed on the rankings of the various statues, those eyes Indifference, disdain, expectation, envy, and embarrassment.

At the moment, Su Ming, whose body is surrounded by the moon, walks toward the front of the mountain, step by step. As he walks, fifty-three blood lines on his body erupted into the red mans, and he was in the middle. The fifty-fourth blood line appeared between the two.

Then, the fifty-fifth, fifty-six, and fifty-seven blood lines came out at the same time, which made Su Ming’s body full of blood, which filled his body with a powerful force to erupt. .

With a low bang, Su Ming Meng took a big step forward. After walking to the 186th step, the sound of the blood line increased again in the body. The sound made another fog next to the other. Bi Su on the small road frowned, letting the distant ears listen to the gnashing teeth, and wished that the same voice would be heard in his body.

One hundred eighty nine, one hundred ninety two, one hundred ninety nine... two hundred! !

The rankings in the statues on the square are changing again!

First, Ye Wang, six hundred steps.

Second, Bi Su, three hundred and ninety-seventh order.

Third, rushing, three hundred and ninety-first.

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Forty-eighth, Bei Ling, two hundred and six steps.

Forty-ninth, Sikong, two hundred and one steps

Fiftyth, Mosu, two hundred orders.

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