Pursuit of the Truth

This is not a purely sacred god. It is created by the fusion of Su Ming's sun and moon stars, and it is added to the strange power that exists as long as it is believed.

It can be said that this is the magical power that can only be unfolded by Su Ming himself. Although this technique has been transformed into the palm of the second generation, it is absolutely impossible to carry out this level of magical power even if it is the second generation.

This is... the palm of Su Ming!

He believes that his palm can open this void. He believes that his palm can crush the thousand arrows. He believes that his palm is the indestructible barrier in this battlefield.

The more the palms of the palms, the roaring and touching of the thousand arrows, the roaring sounds earth-shattering, the archers on the earth, the treasures of the gourd in front of him, turned into a long rainbow, the change of the bow The body hurried back, and he saw a scene in the sky. After seeing it, his heart shook and he could not help but say a word!

"turn!"

The word exited, and immediately the thousand arrows suddenly spun, and a sharper penetrating impact suddenly broke out on the thousand arrows, and even under their mutual rotation, they were all united together. Thousand and a hundred arrows, turned into an arrow!

Its power broke out again, but it was many times more than before, but Su Ming was laughing at this moment.

As long as you believe in the power of existence, this belongs to Su Ming's palm power, its shape becomes the palm of the gods, and its **** is displayed in the sun, the moon and the stars, its power... is the technique that believes to exist.

However, this operation, Su Ming himself believes that only half of the completion, the other half ... need to be believed by others, will be complete, will truly become a unique magical power belonging to Su Ming.

Now, with the words of the archer, he... obviously believes.

As a result, Su Ming’s huge illusory palm was no longer illusory at this moment, but suddenly solidified, and suddenly touched the thousand arrows.

The roaring sounds of the sky, the loud noises and eight disasters, in this roaring, more like a storm-like impact, rolling around and rolling around.

Thousands of arrows made an arrow... After the sky collapsed, and after the re-transformation of the thousand arrows, it suddenly collapsed and burst open, and could not stop Su Ming’s palm!

At the same time, the archers on the ground have no time to consider this, and he is rushing back, but no matter how back, he can't avoid the knives of the treasure gourd!

Treasure hoof killing, killing hoist!

The blood came out from the neck of the archer. He was squatting, his hands raised and he held the neck wound, but he couldn’t hold it... The skull that flew under the knife of the gourd!

The sand quickly came from all around, and seemed to catch its head. It was necessary to reconnect its head with the body. Even with such an injury, the archer was not completely destroyed. His empty neck, now The sand quickly condenses, as if it is about to recover, his body is shrinking quickly, as if the body is shrinking in exchange for the injury.

"I am a war in the sand, I am the spirit of sand, I am the third of the 3,691 generations of the sand and the latter, I will not die here!!" The head of the flying, the shocking Hey.

But the sound of screaming was directly suppressed by the huge palm of Su Ming in the sky, and the palm of his hand changed from a few thousand feet to a thousand feet at this moment, toward the earth, toward the head of the scorpion, toward the body without head. Hold the bower and smash it.

In this range of tens of thousands of people, in addition to the archers, there are nearly 10,000 Shasha people. Their fragile body is the body that trembles and fears at this moment.

They are afraid, they believe that the palm of the hand, which seems to be able to replace the sky, will smash their bodies directly. As they believe one by one, this palm is more powerful and more powerful.

"Don't run, this is fake. You don't want to run. The more you believe, the stronger it is!!" The head of the archer fell to the ground and screamed. If he had not understood Su Ming at the moment. The law, then it is not worthy of possession of the robbery of the moon!

Farther away, the old man of the illusory body has reached a critical moment at this moment. He has the heart to remind the people, but he knows the fragility and fear of his people. His reminder will also be under this crisis of life and death. No effect, simply cold in the eyes, the whisper of the spell is stronger, the arms are raised and the sky is called.

In the sky, the roaring roar is getting clearer and clearer.

"The color of this sand is a little lighter." Su Ming was in the air and whispered.

boom!

A loud noise echoed, the earth shook, and Su Ming’s palm disappeared. A huge palm print appeared on the earth. In the palm print, the sand chain outside Xu Hui’s body had disappeared. She lay there calmly without any damage. But her surroundings...

Nearly a thousand people of Shasha were flesh and blood, their bones were all smashed, the **** breath was scattered, and their blood was stained into the sand, making the color of the sand bright.

In the middle position, the body of the archer is completely shattered, and the skull is also the same.

Only a huge bow beside him was pushed into the sand, revealing only one tip, and there was a burst of whine in the shock.

Su Ming looked at his right index finger, and the scent of a faint nectar was spreading. This is because he showed that after the repair, he suppressed the seal.

Fortunately, this fragrance is only pervading around him and has not spread.

Su Ming swayed, walked to the ground, walked through the flesh and blood, and went to the place where the bow and arrow were buried. His right foot stepped on the ground, and immediately the bow bounced from the ground and was caught by Su Ming.

In the moment he grabbed the bow, the bow quickly shrank and turned into a size that Su Ming could use. The whine on it shook and revealed the meaning of surrender.

Collapse this bow, Su Ming walked toward Xu Hui, gently picked it up from the ground, a hand around his waist, leaning her head on her chest, bursting into the fragrance of Xu Hui body into Su Ming In the nose, Su Ming also sent a vitality into Xu Hui's body, allowing his injury to accelerate healing.

"The road is empty..." Xu Hui struggled and opened his eyes, looking at Su Ming, the voice was very weak.

"Have a good rest, have me." Su Ming whispered, raised his head and looked at the tens of thousands of scattered sand people in the distance, the arms stretched out, toward the sky as the summoned illusory body of the old man.

"Holly, the old Yunzhen Chang Lin!" The old man's hair fluttered, his body flickered, and made a loud noise toward the sky.

As the snoring reverberated, there was a roar in the sky. The roar of the roar spread throughout the desert. At this moment, in this seemingly endless desert, every grain of sand shook at this moment.

As far as the desert is about to come to an end, the ninth squat is galloping forward. He can already see the end, seeing the quiet starry sky outside the edge of the desert, but at this moment, his look suddenly changes. Looking down at the desert soil, his expression was dignified, and when he looked back at the distance, his teeth were faster.

He could feel the madness and arrogance that came from the sand. Even when he was moving forward, the sand under his feet was like a running water, and he quickly went backwards.

His speed is fast. At this moment, he bites his tongue. After squirting a blood, his body turns into a blood shadow. He can see that it is not only the sand of this area but the entire desert. At this moment, all the sand was moved, and the rolling room between them rolled up a large storm, and the roaring sound swept in the desert.

After a while, when he finally rushed out of the desert and stepped into the quiet starry sky outside the desert, he turned his head and looked at the desert... He saw a scene that made his mind unable to calm and unforgettable pictures.

He saw that on the desert sky... there was a huge face!

This face lies in the sky, and the body sinks at this moment, not only revealing the face, but also revealing the body, this body... is the size of the entire desert!

In the desert, where the statue of the statue is located, the statue also vibrates. When a sign of waking is scattered from the body, the old man on the top of his head, meditating at the moment, but still holding the black skull in his arms. However, it is a black light that can make people feel refreshed.

"Who is... summoning me..." A voice that echoed the entire desert and emerged from the sky.

Su Ming Meng looked up and his eyes contracted. He saw the majestic body in the sky and saw the endless face. This face is a man with his eyes closed and a long scar connecting his neck from his eyebrows. There is a wound in it, and it is white.

A kind of pressure that Su Ming has never felt before, at this moment, descending from this body, this pressure is felt in Su Ming, and even... beyond the existence of the ruin! !

Although it is still not comparable with the time when Er Cang is in full bloom, it is close! ! This kind of pressure is only weaker than the age of the dust, but to Su Ming's feeling, this should be with the old dust... a strong realm!

The hair of the sky sinking people dances, and looks like a dragon is dancing in the sky, his skin is very white, like snow, people will never forget when they look at it.

At his broken eyebrows, there is a cracked broken mark, the mark... is the shape of a desert, the imprint, exudes the power of the source that makes Su Ming heart shake!

"Primary? Spirit first?" Su Ming eyes shrink.

"It's me, the sand-eared leader, Lundi, who is being protected by you, disturbs your sleep, all because the sand-earth is facing the danger of the genocide... This person has killed more than 10,000 people and killed you. The Spirit!" The old man of the illusory body snorted, and the body was already on the ground as soon as the body appeared in the sky.

All the sand people around him are now worshipping, and the enthusiasm in the look is like letting them burn their souls. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, your support is my greatest motivation.)