Pursuit of the Truth

The seventh layer of the blood coagulation, the minimum number of blood lines required is 243!

At today's speed, the blood line has reached 224, and the distance from the seventh layer of the coagulation is only 19! This speed of climbing is extremely horrifying to anyone. This is not the same as Su Ming’s improvement in climbing the Fengshan Mountain. After all, on the Fengshan Mountain, Su Ming is fascinated by the heart. The way seems to have improved a lot, but in fact it still follows the principle of gradual and orderly, adding bloodlines little by little.

But today, it is completely different! At the moment, Su Ming, whose blood line is forcibly promoted, is caused by the large amount of Luoyun juice, and after Luo Yunye swallowed the limit, he forcibly absorbed a drop of dust and blood.

In this way, life and improvement, in addition to his Su Ming, but a reasonable person will never do this, after all, this kind of thing, the damage to yourself is fatal! Otherwise, not many people will make themselves stronger in this way.

But he Su Ming, is there any other choice... either tolerate, not to consider the safety of the tribe, not to consider the life and death of the tribe, not to consider whether the grandfather can return, not to consider that his home may be facing Kill the family.

Don't think about anything, just care about your own health, stay here, wait silently, maybe suffer, maybe have mi茫 and bitterness, but there is no danger to your life.

To do so, perhaps, is correct. This is also the path that the Agong pointed out to him.

After all, in the eyes of many people, he Su Ming is only a weak person. Going back is just a death, what can be done.

Su Suming does not allow himself to choose this road. Before he became stronger, he was all for the tribe. His xing grid was also weak, but the weakness was deep and hidden, and when it encountered such a thing, the weakness immediately dissipated. Instead, it is the firmness and perseverance of his Su Ming!

From small to large, the people in the tribe are very kind to him. There are his friends, the familiar ones, the grandmother who cares for his life when he is a teenager, and the aunt who teaches his vocabulary. The kind people in those tribes, as well as his 16-year-old bit by bit, can't be ruthless.

He can't clearly know that there is a crisis in the tribe, but he is indifferent to stealing and stealing. He can't know that the people are facing life or death and he is shrinking. He can't even face the tribe. When the genocide was killed, one still waited silently.

He is a teenager, a teenager who is less than seventeen years old, and he is afraid of death... He doesn't know anything about it, but he understands that the tribe is his home!

Nowadays, the homeland crisis, he must not, must not ignore it, even if he dies, he will die in the war of guarding his homeland!

This is Su Ming.

He may be impulsive and lead to madness. Perhaps his madness is incomprehensible to many people and needs to be questioned. But all this is in his bones. He has long regarded Wushan as his own. Home.

His family is in crisis, his friends are facing life and death, and his grandfather is likely to never see again. His young, always-good, kind-hearted family seems to be crying, he... can you be crazy...

Su Ming Yang Tianzhu, the whole body trembles, the blood that is constantly absorbed by him in the body, is quickly integrated into his blood, under the micro-manipulation, the crazy spread, making the blood line in his body, once again Signs of climbing.

Su Ming's eyes are blood red, and the horrible look of the madness makes him look like a ghost. With the blood of the body, a powerful force emerges Su Ming's body, let him He returned to dàng and rushed out again from the back. This time, he did not use his head, not his fist, but used his body to use his shoulder to hit the sealed door.

With a bang, Su Ming’s entire body slammed into the door of the room. The door was shocked. The ice and snow formed by the seal outside was quite like a crack.

But this seal is imprisoned under the Agong Mo Sangbu, and can be easily opened by Su Ming. The purpose of the Agong is very clear, that is, to limit the footsteps of Su Ming, not let him go into danger, but wait here!

However, Ah Gong was wrong. He did not think that Su Ming had such a determination. In order to get out of here, he made such a crazy thing. Even Ah Gong did not expect it.

He only guessed that Su Ming would not be reconciled, but with Su Ming's cultivation, he could not walk out of this room! In the eyes of Agong, Su Ming is always a child.

Su Ming shed tears in his eyes, and the tears merged with the blood, making it look like blood and tears, but Su Ming still did not give up, he stepped back a few steps, once again rushed forward, roaring constantly, Su Ming mad , hit the door with the body.

In this impact, the blood line in his body increased again, 227, 231, 233!

Booming! ! The whole room vibrates, it seems to collapse, as if the room was turned into a cage at the moment, which is sealed with a powerful beast, but at this moment, in the struggle of this beast, the cage can not bear the general, on the door The ice and snow are very similar. At this moment, there are more and more cracks. A lot of snow falls, and it seems to be able to burst at any time, but it still exists!

"I want to guard the tribe..." Su Ming's eyes are already blurred, and the mind is not clear, but in this vague and unconscious, it contains an amazing attachment. He murmured, his mouth overflowed with blood, and he hit again. go with.

The roaring back dàng, Su Ming's body blood line due to this impact, because the body is quickly absorbed the first blood, once again increased, from 233 to 237!

"I want to go back to the tribe..." Su Ming desperately, once again hit the door of the room, the sound of roaring has been back for a long time, the crack of the door, was greatly expanded by the living, the entire door Nowadays all are blood, the blood, belongs to Su Ming, that blood, represents the persistence of Su Ming!

"I want to fight for the tribe!!!" Su Ming yelled, once again hit the past, but also with the head, a fierce pressure, a moment on the door of the door, Su Ming's blood line directly from the second One hundred and thirty-sevenths swelled and reached a moment of 243. Su Ming’s body emerged with a powerful force of breakthrough.

This force is the eruption of the sixth layer of the clotting environment when it breaks into the seventh layer. This force emerges in the body of Su Ming, and along the impact of its body, it completely blasts into the door.

The roaring sound was shocking, but I saw the fierce vibration of the door, but when I heard the sound, the door was pushed away by a small half. The snow and ice outside it was quite awkward, and a lot of snow spattered. Make this image look like it is already broken!

But the power of the banned seal is still there, but it seems to be the limit of its seal!

Su Ming’s mouth overflowed with blood, and after the body receded, he looked up fiercely. His blood line of 243 broke out in the blood, and the speed in the blood was filled with the scent of violence. Pressure, at this moment, he has already passed from the sixth layer of coagulation, and directly into the seventh layer!

Coagulation, the seventh layer!

From the seventh floor to the eighth floor, you need 399 blood. Once you step into the eighth floor, it means that you have become the peak of the blood coagulation! Take another step and step into the ninth floor, which can be called the late stage of the blood coagulation!

To know the whole Wushan tribe, as Su Ming knows, the first and the mountain marks are the eighth layer of the coagulation. As for the patriarch, the repair is beyond the two, Su Ming guesses, even if it is not coagulation ninth. Layers must also be infinitely close.

It can be seen that the strength of the eighth layer of coagulation also shows that the seventh layer is rare! The entire Wushan Department, the seven layers of blood coagulation is not without, but the limited number of people, such as the patriarch of the generation, are now mostly the deputy head of the hunting team.

Among the juniors, Su Ming at the moment is deserved to be the first person in Wushan! Although, this is because he has a fatal crisis, forced to upgrade, and very unstable.

But Su Ming didn't care. He saw hope, saw the vibration of the door, and saw the broken ice and snow image formed by the seal outside him. At this moment, he rushed out again and banged on the door.

Although the door seems to be blasted, the ice and snow outside is quite broken, but let Su Ming hit it. In the constant collision, it still does not break open. Obviously, with the clotting situation. The repair of the seventh floor, it is not enough to break the seal of the Agong, but it is still a little bit worse!

But now, it is already the limit of Su Ming, and the sky is full of snow and snow, and there is no moon in the moon. In such a weather, he can't use the power of moonlight to ignite again!

Although the snow has now shown signs of weakness, it seems that it will not be too long, it will stop, at that time, perhaps the moon of the sky will still show up, but if it is waiting, the passage of time will be Torture is unacceptable to Su Ming.

He is so crazy, just to get out of the room at the fastest speed, to use his speed limit, to return to the tribe, if it is delayed, he dare not think about the disaster that may happen...

Seeing that the door could not be completely opened, Su Ming had despair in his eyes. His body was receding and his face was smirking, but he had not given up. Under a stern sigh, Su Ming’s body was two hundred and forty. The three blood lines continue to move with the blood in the body.

"The heart is moving into the heart... The heart is moving!!" Su Mingshen sè狰狞, the method of micro-manipulation that he realized in Fengzhenshan, at this moment, completely broke out, but he saw two hundred and forty-three articles on his body. The blood line is dissipated one by one, two hundred and fifteen, one hundred and eighty six, one hundred and sixty two... until ninety-three, seventy-five, forty-seven...

In the end, when the blood line of his body disappeared, and only one of them was left, Su Ming raised his head, and his eyes made a terrible attachment.

"Agong... You can't stop me from returning to the Horde!" Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. After a moment, at the moment he slammed open, he saw the blood line left on his body, suddenly Fast speed, continuous xing's emission is getting stronger and stronger!

This is a blood line, and as its red and white is getting stronger and stronger, this is clearly the technique of Su Ming’s micro-manipulation. In this blood line, there are more overlapping blood lines, almost instantaneously, that The red awn of the blood line seems to reach the extreme, this blood line looks like one, but in fact, this is 234 blood lines overlapping!

This is the burst of the micro!

"I want to go back to the tribe. I am Su Mingsheng who is a member of the Wushan tribe. It is the **** of the Wushan tribe!" Su Ming clenched his fist, and the 264 blood lines in his body overlapped. In the blood, it seems to be twisted and spread, and went straight to Su Ming’s right fist.

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