Pursuit of the Truth

At the top of the mountain, the battle between Su Ming and Ye Wang broke out all the power. Su Ming’s blood and fire ignited, and Ye Wang’s forcibly absorbed his blood. These things are not clear in the square outside the mountain. .

But at this moment, as the decisive battle reached the most intense level, the crowds in the square, their emotions also reached the peak!

"Dragon fights!! This is the real dragon fight!"

"Ye Wang went directly from 845 to 861, but that Mosu was also chasing after it. It was originally opened from the 20th to the 30th, and it was 859. Hope, only two orders!!"

"They, who can be the first!!"

The voice of discussion, the sound of sorrow, the sound of exclamation, constantly rising in this square, the excitement and expectation of the crowd, at this moment has neglected all the complexities, but became a single, they want to know, who, It is the first! ! !

Who is the first! This question, in the circle of the top 50 grandchildren, also set off a storm, their excitement is not much less than others, the more they understand Ye Wang, the more they know the pressure and the more than 800 places on the mountain peak. The more terrible pressure on the steps, the more excited they are.

"Ye Wang is the first time in a row, this time... can he still keep it!!"

"This ink su, really... is too strong! He forced Ye Wang to be so close, only two orders!"

"I thought that in the vicinity of the eight parties, I am in the scope of the rule of the Fengzhen tribe, Ye Wang is the first person to deserved, no one can compare with it, but today... I know I looked down on others!"

Compared with these people, the leaders of those tribes have stood up one by one and stared at the statue. Their look is no longer a simple shock, but a shock and a loss!

"Is this Mosu a tribe?"

"Who is this son!!"

"If he really overpowered Ye Wang, for Feng Jin, the vibration is bound to be great!"

"Moss this person, regardless of the ranking, no one knows after today!"

Bei Ling excitedly clenched his fist. There was a voice in his heart that was screaming and roaring. He hoped that this Mosu won! ! A side of Ula, a small face excited red, long standing up, staring at the first and second battle!

There was also the rushing, staring at the name of the Mexican statue on the statue. At this moment, if someone told him that Su Ming had surrounded a group of people around him before the first level was opened, he watched him talk. Laughing at the wind, watching him go to Bai Ling, he is absolutely unbelievable!

Bi Su held his fist and stared at the statue. His eyes showed anger and madness. He always believed that the glory that belongs to the Mexican Susu should belong to himself. It is the rob of the Su Su. go!

In the far corner, Jingnan’s look could not be calmed, but it was shocked. He was also shocked. He looked at the noun on the statue and looked at the sudden outburst of Ye Wang. He could guess that Ye Wang must It is forcibly absorbed by the blood.

"This Su Ming...what is the identity, what blood is there...he...he has such potential!" Jingnan took a deep breath, and the shock of the look could not be concealed.

"Mosang, he...he is really a big prince?" Jingnan hesitated, whispered.

Mosang smiled slightly and didn't open his mouth. In fact, his heart couldn't calm down at the moment, but he set off a big wave.

At the moment on the mountain, the fog rolled, the mountain shook, and the sound came from the roar of the mountain, and the more clear it was, the roaring seemed to contain an indescribable meaning.

Su Ming was trembling all over, his face was mad, his right index finger was now on his right eye, and his right eye was smashed, half of it was already stained with blood!

The difficulty of this third blood fire was beyond the expectations of Su Ming. He did not expect that there was such a powerful pressure from the outside world in this place, but it has not yet been completed.

Compared with the previous two comparisons, the first two times can not be compared, as if the third time in the nine blood fires is a level, is a bottleneck!

He stood on the steps of 859. Here, it is still not the place he longed for. At this moment, Su Ming’s body seems to have set off a flame. His blood seems to be undergoing some change. Ordinary blood is rapidly transforming into a fire!

The kind of pain in the body and the oppression of the outside world made Su Ming even think about giving up, but when he remembered the crisis of the tribe, he remembered the old face of Ah Gong who had hidden his worries, and all the pain, Su Ming could hold back!

He wants to be stronger, he wants to help the Agong, he wants to protect his homeland and protect his own tribe! ! He wants to kill the enemy for the Horde. He wants to use the blood to tell the enemy, Wushan, can not trample!

Su Ming made a roar, and seemed to vent the pain from the shackles. In that snoring, his right index finger was on his right eye and continued to erase, slowly, but with his firmness and determination. !

At this moment, no matter who wants to stop him from defending the tribe and protecting the tribe, he will become the death and hatred of his life! !

The eyes burned like flames, Su Ming raised his footsteps, walked forward crazy, one step, one step... from the 855 steps, to 8.6, 816, 856 , eight hundred and sixty-three... until it reaches 877! !

His body has a **** spray again, his limit... is here!

Eight hundred and seventy-seven, his limit, he can no longer go up!

"Blood fires!!" At this moment of the limit, Su Ming Yang Tian made a groan, the sound of the screams echoed, the moon of the sky broke out the brightest light of the night, the moonlight was seen by anyone. In the case of less than, it falls directly from the sky and floods into the body of Su Ming.

The peaks at the foot of Su Ming, the tremors and vibrations, the fog has never been more intense, and the sky is rolling, and all these eight sides are shrouded, and the faintness seems to have turned into a strange shape.

It looks like a huge animal shape, but it is blurred and it is not clear.

With the vibration of the whole mountain, the indescribable strange atmosphere, from this mountain burst out, with Su Ming as the center, rushing toward him, drilling into his body, Su Ming’s right index finger, completely and completely Right eye pupil, reddish! !

Blood fires, the third time, into!

Su Ming’s body rang loudly, but he saw that his body’s blood lines all floated out, and a large number of them increased. The appearance of a blood line made Su Ming’s feeling of being strong and strong.

Almost instantaneously, Su Ming’s blood line exceeded one hundred and nine. With its roaring sound, he was in this mountain, breaking through the fifth layer of the blood-closing environment and reaching the sixth floor!

Coagulation, the sixth layer! !

The blood line is still increasing, and a strip emerges. Su Ming lifts his foot and walks toward the 878 steps. He walks in one step. His footsteps have just fallen, and the whole mountain is shaking again. The strange atmosphere. With constant influx, Su Ming went to the 787 steps and continued!

Eight hundred and eighty-three, eight hundred and eighty-five, eight hundred and eighty-nine... Until he reached the 899 steps, the blood line of Su Ming directly reached 156! !

In his body, all the blood is like a flame, like his body contains a fire that wants to burn the world, but in his eyes, it is the shadow of the blood moon slowly dissipated, deep Deeply hidden, as if the blood fired for the third time, it will be restrained, not revealing it!

At this point, the firemanship, the calculation is Xiaocheng! Su Ming raised his foot and stepped out, standing on the nine hundred steps. He stood here and looked at the top. With his position, he could see the mountaintop not far from there, there was a beast. Like a crouch.

An unspeakable feeling, filled with Su Ming's body and mind, the animal looks like a tiger, but it has two huge wings, like a fly that wants to struggle, but there are countless chains to lock it. Strong grievances permeate and reveal a desolation.

He looked at the image of the beast, and there was a feeling like this beast was also looking at his own feelings. One person and one beast, on the top of the mountain, separated by nearly a hundred steps, as if through the years, silently.

For a long time, Su Ming closed his eyes. He could feel that there was a familiar atmosphere on the image of the beast. It belonged to...

This is a savage beast!

Closed eyes, Su Ming also felt that this ninth-order is exactly what he is eager to find, the seventh place, where the pressure is balanced, standing here, the 156 blood lines on his body It is rapidly dissipating with its heart, and will be dispersed at this dawn. For the moment of dawn, Su Ming will be finally quenched.

Ye Wang’s head was distracted, and his face reached the ultimate madness. He did not go out of ten steps and would not hesitate to rush to his chest. The corner was getting weaker and thinner, and the red mans on his body were getting lighter and thinner. He was desperate. Walking, his pride, his respect, let him not lose! !

Eight hundred eighty-one, eight hundred and eighty-two...until eight hundred ninety-seven, eight hundred ninety-nine... Ye Wang’s right hand slammed into the chest, and the **** totem, now bursting away, completely disappeared After that, he exchanged his last strength, flooding the leaves and looking at the whole body, letting Ye Wang in a roar, went to the ninth step, and then walked out a few more steps and stepped on the 950 steps.

At this moment, Ye Wang spurted blood, and the body slowly fell down. The token in his hand fell off and left his body. It turned into a black mist and rolled up the leaf and disappeared on the mountain.

The entire mountain, now only Su Ming one person!

Surrounded by a dead silence, the square is also silent. When Ye Wang appears in the square, it is coma. In the gloomy look of Jingnan, when someone comes forward, he will quickly lift the leaf and help him to adjust his interest in the corner.

Of the nine statues, only one name did not become gray...

Second, Mexico, nine hundred steps.

Everyone is waiting...

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This is the eighth! ! I can't stand it anymore. I just slept, I see, how much can I write.

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