Pursuit of the Truth

This battle is inevitable!

This battle has to fight!

This battle is called Witch!

With the roar of the master, his look looked extremely embarrassing, and when he raised his left hand, the void was caught, and he immediately took a huge drum from his emptiness.

This battle drum is more than ten feet high, and the whole body is purple, it seems that it has been contaminated with countless blood in the years, and there are a lot of souls outside. With the appearance of this drum, those souls immediately screamed. Hey.

The master numb stood by the big drum, the hook of the right hand was facing the drum, and the ground fell, and the sound of the heart, the earth-shattering drumming, suddenly spread all over the place.

A layer of ripples echoes in the sky. This drum is unusual. This is the Jiuli drum of the Jiuli Lizu. Once it is ringing, it will shock the enemy and let the drumming people boil and bloody. If it is ignited, it usually erupts.

A drumming, the face of the whole man suddenly rosy, his eyes are no longer bleak, but the awns of the beast without the sense of the mind, the moment of opening the mouth, went straight to Su Ming to take a big step.

Behind him, there is endless souls, these souls come from the Jiuli drum, and now with the reverberation of the drums, they have to devour the flesh and blood to stop.

The arrival of the master, the momentum is amazing, Su Ming stood there, the right hand raised his hand forward in silence, and immediately the huge image behind him penetrated Su Ming’s body and appeared directly in front of Su Ming. Representing the left hand of the Lightning Thunder, suddenly lifted up and slammed.

At the same time, that represents the right arm of the fate, and when it is lifted up, it sweeps toward the master. Because of the body. These two arms are not only more flexible, but also much stronger than before.

During the roaring, Su Ming was after the image. He closed his eyes, and under the right hand, he punched forward.

This punch. Separated by his image, but in a place that was like a touch with the master brother, it burst open, Su Ming’s image was swaying, and he rolled back several dozen feet and wore it from the front of Su Ming. Through, the body of Su Ming was once again revealed before the image.

Master, there is a continuous retreat. Until the retreat to the drum, his eyes gradually revealed red, although still no god. But that red color can cover it up. Almost the flash of red flash, the hook of the right hand of the master. Knocked on the drum.

This time, it is three!

Drumming and banging, even if Su Ming’s current sorrowful soul is later repaired, he is also shocked. The image of the man behind him is even more distorted. At the same time, after the three drums, the master Suddenly opening the mouth, Yang Tian made an amazing embarrassment.

In his shackles, he immediately showed signs of numerous cracks in his body. The black blood was scattered in his body, turned into a purple mist, and after his body was lingering, a strong breath suddenly blew from this purple mist. It broke out inside.

This breath is a pure witchish atmosphere, with the strangeness of the witches, with the vicissitudes of the witches, at this moment in the outbreak, a hoarse voice emerged from the fog.

"Nine from the blood, incarnation ... witch master!" With the reverberation of the voice, the mist was suddenly absorbed by the body of the master, when the fog is no longer, the master brother revealed in front of Su Ming, and the only obvious s difference.

Although it is still the same, but its six positions of the eyebrows, hands, legs, and chest, but there are complex runes, the runes are not like the fairy, but more like the barbarian text, but But no barbarian can understand.

This is the seal of the witchcraft!

"Little teacher... I can knock three drums before, let my blood boil, and the blood of Jiuli is the master of the witch... but it is not long, and it is impossible to carry out a technique that is too powerful.

Today... With the help of Emperor Tiantian, I can do this. This kind of mastery of strength... very good, very good...” The look of the master is still numb, slowly opening, and his words echoed.

"The fate will arrange for you and me to fight, then this battle... I hope you don't let me down..." The master's words, his left hand raised, the whole person bowed down, but not to Su Ming, but It is toward the sky.

"Jiu Li blood, the Lord of the Witch... Look at the younger brother, you can let me start a few witches!

A sorcerer, please the wizard of the sky, destroy this evil witch! "The master went to the curtain of the day."

Under this prayer, even the distortion of the sky suddenly stopped, and a trace of the purple mist that had been drilled from this emptiness in this land, succumbed under the sky, formed together. A purple skull bone.

This bone floats in the air, but on it, it exudes a kind of genius similar to the barbarian killing, and every continent has the same treasure!

This is the treasure of the Jiuli Liws, the Witch God!

The moment when the skull appeared, like the resurrection, immediately revealed the light from the hole of the double purpose, and swept directly to Su Ming.

A cold meaning, instantly sprouting in Su Ming, stared at the skull, let him immediately feel a crisis.

At the same time, when the master's left hand raised a finger, the skull immediately slammed and went straight to Su Ming. When he went forward, there was a strong breath on the skull, and it was on it. The illusion of a virtual shadow, this virtual shadow is a big hand, look like it, like a hand to crush Su Ming.

"Tian Tian good means, this son turned out to be the descendants of the Ji Li Department, but look at it, it should not be a true shackle, but rather a punishment for the pulse...

But even if this is the case, with the guidance of his blood, he can also summon it, belonging to the treasure of the land of the Jiuli Li, the Emperor Tiantian, you choose this to control, the map... great! "The eyes flashed, watching Su Ming's master, seem to have a realization.

"This land is indeed strange, not only the terrible existence like Lieshan Xiu, but also the powerful people like the Ji Li Li, but it is also because the barbarian split and the witches appeared. A lot of the means left by Lieshan in the past could not be carried out.

The nine Lili lords, since they were born, are more self-reliant than the one generation, and they are self-reliant witches, imitating the Lieshan repairs, and refining a few treasures of the guardian. These treasures are the only ones who are bloody. Callable, at this point, it is a level worse than Lieshan.

There are also three separate sects of the nine lords who have the minds of the gods and the minds. Each one can be regarded as the bloodline of each of them. ”

When I sighed here, Su Ming looked at the master, silent, nodded.

It was almost the first witch of the master's brother who launched the blood of Jiuli. After the dawn of the heavens, there appeared the moment of the purple-black skull. Su Ming took a deep breath, and when the right hand was squatting, the right arm behind him was also lifted. From the beginning, the printout was made, and the left hand also changed.

"The gods...the stars and the moon, the first change...the star robbery!" Su Ming's hands touched the top of his head, slamming away, waving to the sky. Under this wave, the twisted sky was like a pair. The invisible big hand tears open, revealing an illusion.

It is a starry sky, the stars are shining in the stars, and there are countless stars. At this moment, the stars move, in the starlight, the stars form a starlight, and the stars are condensed together, forming a meteor awning, whistling Go straight to the big hand of the skull.

This battle is a battle between Su Ming and his master brother, but this battle is even more a battle between the gods and the witches!

Su Ming’s display is the technique of the gods, and the master’s brother is the method of the sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorcerer. The two men’s shots are like returning to the age of the ancients, the second generation of the gods and the nine lords. Between the entanglement and strangulation of fate!

In this moment, the roaring of the sky, the whole starry sky crashed in this moment, turned into countless pieces, this is the collapse of Su Ming supernatural, the big hand of the skull, also under the roar, the five fingers Broken all of it, but in the rewinding, the skull exudes more illusion under a squeaking sound, which makes the palm instantly recover.

At the moment of its recovery, the trend of this palm retreat was fierce, and once again, it was caught in Su Ming.

"Xing Hao!" Su Ming stood in the same place without dodging, but under the shackles, pointing to the starry sky of the sky collapse, said the word in the mouth.

In an instant, in the starry sky that collapsed into pieces, the light of the broken stars still existing again, and with the impact of its collapse, with the trend of the roll, those stars with a sense of incompleteness, sprinkled Earth.

As soon as the starlight is intertwined, it is a sigh of relief. The suffocation comes from the starry sky, from the starlight, from the broken sky, while shining on the earth, the stars of the sky, the arrows of the stars, rushing toward Above the big hand of the skull that once again condensed.

A more violent roaring sound echoed, and Su Ming’s body smashed back, spurting out a blood, his face was low, but there was a war of uncontrollable boiling in the body. This war was not from his consciousness, but from his consciousness. From this heaven and earth, from the collision between the barbarian and the witch.

The master's body continued to retreat, and also spurted a blood, but the color of the blood was black. At the moment, when he retreated, he raised his head fiercely.

"Jiu Li blood, two burial sites! Please the earth's witch treasure, kill this evil witch!"

"The nine liters of blood, three witches, the barbarian has its own treasure, my witches also have the tripod, for my witches to suppress the treasure of luck, with the blood of my nine lions, please Wu Ding live!!" The brothers looked up and left their hands to the ground.

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