Pursuit of the Truth

The strength of Bi Tu, the savage of the savage, has already made all the people who saw it out of fear. After all, people who live here are very familiar with the moon.

At the moment, Bito’s murder is pervasive, and with the cultivation of its dusty environment, even the Agong is defeated, who can resist it!

The moonwing that follows the back of the Agong is getting closer and closer at this moment, and it seems that he has not been waiting for the public to fall into the glare of the tribes and will be caught up.

At this moment, all the Wushan people are out of sorrow and madness, but they can't do anything. At this moment, even the Wushan patriarch is hard to help the Agong...

Nan Song fiercely shot his forehead, his eyebrows cracked in the present, the bleak green sè figure galloped away, seems to help the Agong get out of trouble, but the distance is a little far, even if the green sè figure is extremely fast, but that month wing now , already close to the Agong less than three feet!

Su Ming’s mind is blank. His close relatives are now facing life and death. He can’t do anything. Seeing that the moon is constantly approaching, opening his mouth, the moment he is about to swallow, is always silent. Su Ming, a screaming scream.

This fierce shouting broke out all the strength of Su Ming. His wounds broke again and the blood flowed out, but he did not pay attention at all. In his eyes, only the scene of the moon was swallowed.

His body seemed to be uncontrollable by himself, and madly rushed forward. The screaming snoring whirls into the heavens and earth, falls in the ears of Agong, and falls into the ears of the moonwing that is about to be swallowed up.

Su Ming's eyes, the shadow of the **** moon at this moment, like the feeling of blood and fire burning, once again filled, like to burn all of his body, with his voice, Su Ming's mind only one The will is the moon, and you must never hurt Agong!

This will is a bang in his mind, and there is a bang in front of Su Ming’s eyes. He seems to feel like he’s flying and jumping over the earth, approaching the falling Agong on the sky at an incredible speed. It’s near the mouth of the mouth, and it’s rushing into the month’s wing.

A strange scene suddenly appeared!

The huge moon wing was shocked, and the gods struggled, but the struggle was only dissipated in an instant. Instead, it was bright. It looked at the Agong, who was in front of him, and the fierce wings turned around. Go straight to the wrong Bitu and go.

A public body shocked, at the moment of Fang Cai, he looked at the eyes of the moon wing, there is a touch of familiarity in the eyes...

Su Ming didn't know why at the moment. He felt that he was the wing of this month. He turned to the Bitu. Under the fault of Bitu, he crashed into it.

Bitu simply didn't know what was born. The moonwing that he had made with qi and blood was not controlled by himself. At this moment, he blinked and swiftly retreated, and he was going to dispel the moon. Wing, but it is awesome, his savage has no effect at all.

That month, the wing came, but after it crashed into the crash, the moon fell and turned into a large number of blood drops. That time, the blood was sprayed out, and the body was even more than a dozen feet.

At the same time that the wing exploded, Su Ming felt that he had been bouncing and falling rapidly until he returned to his body. His body trembled and seemed to recover his mind.

At this moment, the Agong has safely fallen into the crowd. In the light of the image, the right hand of the knees raised and took out seven bone needles, one by one into the body.

At the same time, the Bitu on the sky, the whole person draped his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the prince in the image, even though the sudden change of the moment made him scared, but at the moment it was Gu Nothing, he wants to kill Mosang, to kill everyone in Wushan.

Its body swayed, and it rushed to the ground in an instant, and its speed was fast, and the blink of an eye was approaching. At this moment, the 〗 〖Acupuncture of the Agong bone penetrated into the body.

"Mosang, even if you sacrifice life now, you are not my opponent!" Bi Tucha came, his right hand lifted up, and he would hang on the floating image of the floating crowd, but at the moment, Nansong’s eyebrows flew out. That blue sè figure, the moment is approaching, straight to Bitu.

"Nan Song, Qingsuo is quite good, but you have learned a good way, but you haven't yet realized the essence!" That Bitu laughed, and the big sleeves glimpsed, and immediately a glaucoma was drilled from his arm, which actually formed a False shadow, went straight to the shadow of Nansong, and suddenly touched, Nansong Qingying collapsed directly, only a trace of rewinding, after returning to his body, Nansong whole person withered, skinny, squirting black Blood.

A roar came out from the crowd of the earth, but he saw the Wushan patriarch. The tower-like man jumped up and went straight to the map. He could not allow Bitu to destroy the image and interrupt the sacrifice of the grandfather. .

At this moment, Agong has been on his body, piercing five bone needles, his whole body trembled, and a strong breath suddenly burst out from his body, this breath immediately made the Bitu shocked.

"Take me away!" Bitu no longer cares about the other, but went straight to the image. For the coming Wushan patriarch, he directly banged out, and the Wushan patriarch was shocked and squirted with blood. The volume went away and the body instantly withered, just like Nansong.

However, his retreat was not the retreat of the Wushan people, but they saw the barbarians who had not left with the Su Ming before the guardian tribe in the crowd. At this moment, they rushed out of the way, using blood and flesh to stop the road of Bitu. However, in Bi Tu's sleeve, the circle of the person immediately became a snot, and the smoke disappeared.

The mountain marks in the crowd, at this moment in the eyes of the struggle, he rushed forward as if he was moving forward, but he stopped his life and held his fists with his hands.

Su Ming is also rushing, behind him is Lei Chen, but the two are a little far away, rushing to the room, Bei Ling, which is very close to Bi Tu, because of his serious injury, was previously brought into the crowd by dust, accepting the doctor He didn't know when he was awake. At this moment, he shook his voice and jumped up.

But he did not wait to be close, and immediately under the finger of Bitu's right hand, Beiling's right arm instantly turned into blood, still spreading, and he screamed and fell to the ground again.

At this moment, Agong body trembled, the sixth bone needle fell, the seventh root has been lifted, Su Ming and Lei Chen, there are more than ten feet away, and the two of them rushed like crazy.

But that Bitu is approaching, and his right hand slams into the image of the Wushan. This palm falls, and the Wushan is like a ray of light. The appearance of a large number of cracks has exploded and turned into a crack. Countless pieces, sweeping around in midair.

The image of Wushan is a symbol of the Wushan tribe. At the moment, in front of the entire Wushan tribe, it collapsed and collapsed together. It seems that there is also the will of Wushan...

At the same time that it was like a popping out, Bito's rushing was about to puncture the seventh bone into the celestial body, but suddenly, there was a woman with a fuzzy face in the crowd. It is Ula.

She was saddened with sadness. She was closest to her grandfather. At this moment, the whole person rushed out and used her life to stand in front of the grandfather.

Bitu was cold and stunned, and it was like a fierce bombardment on the body of Ula. In her blood, the body was rolled up and fell in the direction of Su Ming.

At this moment, the seventh needle of the Agong was completely left in the spirit. If the non-ethnic people did not care about life and death, they won enough time for him to complete this sacrifice.

Meng opened his eyes, and Agong made a shocking sigh. There was an anger in the death of the tribes, and there was a murderous murder. The body rushed out and battled with the coming Bitu. Going to the sky.

All of this is an instant life, it is hard to imagine, Su Ming’s right cheek is a pain, it is a pretty like debris 〗 〖Jiao shot, drawn a blood mark, blood flowing, but Su Ming feels Without pain, he saw Ula, his body swiftly withered, and before he fell, he turned into a thin and thin look.

Su Ming’s mind was blank, and he hugged the fallen Ula. The face of Ula was destroyed. At this moment, the skin was overflowing from the corner of the mouth. She looked at her own Su Ming, but she smiled.

"You are Mosu?" She struggled to raise her hand to touch the face of Mo Su Ming, but she did not have the strength.

Ming Shen sè sad, whispered.

"You are not" Ula murmured, his eyes lost their luster, became empty, and the hand was let down, swaying, and gradually moving.

At this moment, the grandfather who died in the sky with Bitu had a loud voice.

"Su Ming, take the tribe, go!!" With its snoring, a radiant ray of light fell from the sky, and the light looked like a huge knife of light, falling down, living outside the crowd, the earth A shock, the sound of screaming rose from the sky, but saw a huge gully, full of dozens of feet wide, smashed open.

The long-term one can't see the end, like the tribal people, and the black mountain chasing troops that can appear at any time, the division of life, is in this crack and gully, a light curtain rises to the sky.

There was no tears in Su Ming’s eyes, but a terrible death. The Lei Chen around him seemed to say something, but after seeing Su Ming’s eyes, he was swallowing, and Su Ming at the moment made him feel fear.

There was a hollow in the eyes, like a dead person, but in the hollow, there was a moon flash.

Gently let go of Ula's body, Su Ming picked up a piece of Wushan statue from the ground, and the treasure was placed in his arms.

On his face, the wound that was drawn like a piece of debris was shocking. He did not wipe the blood, but his eyes fell on the tribe.

"Go!" Su Ming only said this word, helped Nansong, raised the patriarch of the Miliu, and handed it to Lei Chen and others, and walked in the forefront of the team.

Bei Ling did not die. He lost an arm. At this moment, he struggled to stand up and silently looked at the back of Su Ming. He felt that at this moment, Su Ming had a strange change.

That change made him feel terrible, like a certain breath, awakened from Su Ming's body. Perhaps this breath should not be awakened, nor will it appear, but now it appears.

Su Ming’s **** was calm and his eyes were cold. He learned to suffer and suffer sadness. His footsteps are very stable, step by step, like the patriarchs before, with the tribes, go. ! .