Beseech The Devil

    In these hundreds of Changhong, everyone is like an arrow from the string, and there is a strong momentum between the whistling, if it is a whole, from all sides, it seems to be divided into nothingness.

    These people are one of the backbones of the Shaman Temple's many years of cohesion. They are stationed in Nine Yin World all the year round. They don't leave easily. They come from various tribes, but now they are in their minds, the only glory, not the blood, But Shaman Temple!

    Each of them has experienced the test of bloody hurricanes, experienced the chills of life and death, and even each of them has no name, some are just their predecessors, and the battle left behind. Said.

    Most of their Cultivation did not reach the realm of Advanced Shaman, but the weakest is Intermediate Shaman!

    At this moment, the malevolent aura emanating from them made the world seem to have a huge vortex composed of malevolent aura, which is slowly rotating.

    Witch God is not easy to come out, and now appears, it can be seen that Zhang of the Shaman Temple, its inner rival Su Ming's Crimson Stone, is determined to win!

    Donglai Tribe's Tie Mu look changed, his eyes swept over the malevolent aura vortex composed of Changhong, which was whizzing around, and then saw Crimson Stone before Su Ming. The complexion was gloomy and took a few steps back, but did not bring his department. Tribesmen returned to the temple to show up.

    He is waiting, wait to see what other tribes choose.

    Shaman Clan, one of the most popular, Shi Tianbu, had previously offered prices to Su Ming when he was a ghost, but when the Shaman Temple elders exited, the middle-aged man who had no words at the moment was also gloomy at this moment. Within Nine Yin World, it is difficult for any of them to compete with Shaman Temple.

    Because Shaman Temple has stayed here for many years, more than all of them!

    Sea Autumn Tribe, the virgin Wan Qiu looked at Su Ming, his face was a bit complicated and he seemed to be hesitating.

    In white, Celestial Maiden bites her lip. She knows some of the secrets of this Nine Yin World. She knows that Sect once knows that she will never give up this piece of Crimson Stone, which may have a sacred flower. She can't stop it…What she can do is to step forward.

    "Get this Crimson Stone, but I want Shaman Temple to be innocent!"

    As the words of the white Celestial Maiden came out, he walked towards the elders of Su Ming's Shaman Temple, and he looked back at the woman with a faint look. After a slight flashes, he nodded.

    This woman does not care, but he cares about his identity and origin…Immortal Clan's Hidden Dragon Sect, knowing the relationship between today's Shaman Temple and Hidden Dragon Sect is very subtle.

    If the woman proposed not to let Shaman Temple take the stone, the old man could not ignore it. After all, the belonging of the stone belongs not only to Shaman Temple but also to Hidden Dragon Sect, but she just said that it would not hurt the ant. Junior, this thing, he naturally will not refuse for this.

    Tian Lan Meng lowered his head and didn't open the mouth until the end. His inner thoughts were beyond the reach of outsiders.

    The people in the earth below are silent, and their eyes are condensed on these people on the sky, especially Su Ming, and they are most looked upon by most people.

    Those eyes have emotions, smugness, gloating, and compassion.

    The progress of everything has already determined the fate of Su Ming's. It seems that there is no way to resist. It can only be left to others. After all, strength is everything here!

    A small Intermediate Shaman can fight against Shaman Temple, even if he can fight with Advanced Shaman, but this is still the ants in the eyes of the half-footed Absolute Realm.

    Nangong Hen complexion pale, he did not think that things have progressed so much, if only the old man of Shaman Temple, he is not afraid, and even help Su Ming to fight against it.

    After all, there is his father, Nangong Hen knows that the other party will not take what he is, at most, he teaches "all."

    But the current reversal is to make him unprepared. This is not the elder's thing. The witch god has already been dispatched. The appearance of the god line has already raised the matter to a very high level. This Crimson Stone, not the elder personally wants But Shaman Temple takes it!

    This makes him choose…

    Nangong Hen complexion is more and more pale. On the one hand, he is growing up from the door, and there are thousands of connections to the Shaman Temple. On the one hand, he is a friend who has just known for a long time.

    But this friend saved his life…This friend, let him have a kind of feeling, although he didn’t know for a long time, he was very sentimental. This friend, at his request, agreed to buy Crimson Stone with him…

    Su Ming looks as usual, almost the moment when the old man's words came out. He stopped cutting, and his right hand shot on Crimson Stone, which appeared in the line of the gods, and immediately took the stone into the Bag of holding, calming down. Looking at the development of things.

    He looked at the old man of Shaman Temple because of his high-level and overbearing behavior and rhetoric. He saw the sacred goddess of the cold-indifferent inside the Changhong, and saw the retreat of Tie Mu and saw the Sea Autumn Tribe Wan Qiu. Hesitation.

    In the same way, he also saw Tian Lan Meng with his head down and the one that came out, so that Su Ming both eyes smashed and felt familiar with Sky Mist Patriarch. Also, he saw the white Celestial Maiden, this is the only one, the person who spoke for him, the concern expressed in this discourse Su Ming can feel, but he can hardly see this concern. The root cause is because she is called fate, or else.

    But in any case, the words of this white woman's genius "Su Ming remembered.

    "All the reasons for Outer World, if there is no drastic change, if there is no reversal of the sky, it is difficult to become a fruit that makes people see the fruits of all beings… Grandfather's sentence, I understand."Su Ming looks calm, and the corner of the mouth under the mask even shows a smile.

    Looking at the elders of Shaman Temple who came there, looking at the different eyes of the people below, watching Nangang Hen, who was struggling, Su Ming's smiled a little more.

    At this moment, he was noticed by the public. It was just such an eye-opening. It was not what he wanted. A kind of clear comprehension came to the fore. Su Ming felt a touch of loneliness.

    A lonely person standing in front of the tens of thousands of people…

    "Weak meat and strong food, the long-lasting road that never changes…"Su Ming sighed, his body swayed, and immediately he was next to phantom flashes, and his Nascent Soul Avatar was fascinated.

    At the moment when Nascent Soul Avatar appeared, Su Ming’s momentum suddenly increased several times, making it feel like Intermediate Shaman!

    With the advent of Avatar, the crowd below had a slight sigh, just the people on the sky who looked at Su Ming, and the step-by-step, embarrassed elders of the Witch God, still did not care, in the elders Come, Su Ming at the moment, or ants.

    "Nascent Soul !"A glimpse of Celestial Maiden in white, widened his eyes.

    And Sky Mist Patriarch, who always looks at the developments and doesn't know what's in his mind, has also narrowed his eyes.

    It was almost a moment when Su Ming's Avatar appeared. He lifted his left hand and then slammed it. Suddenly, a black mist suddenly filled, and Poisonous Corpse appeared in the rolling room next to Su Ming!

    As Poisonous Corpse walked out, the smoldering look and the seemingly dark eyes made Su Ming feel like he was beyond the perspective of Intermediate Shaman, a small Avatar, a Poisonous Corpse, a Its deity, such as condensed into a whole!

    The elders of Shaman Temple, whose eyes were slightly flashes, still didn't care. At this moment, he was less than a hundred feet away from Su Ming. The steps between the steps slowly came. Every step in the void, there was a low rumbled, and even the void was shaking. As the footsteps of this old man, it is not nothing but nothing but the essence!

    "Jiuyin war spirit!"Su Ming looked dignified, his right hand slammed in front, and immediately the Yin Spirit imprinted on the back of his hand, the intense glittering, a bloodthirsty laughter, the mark on the back of Su Ming's hand disappeared, and there was a red on the endless sky. The Thunder appeared out of thin air, and the bombardment came.

    The thunder came from the end of heaven and earth. After the moment came, the thunder echoed, and there were eight more rumbled thunders. In front of Su Ming's, there was a tall figure in the thunder. come out.

    This figure is 30 feet tall and looks like a giant. It is extremely burly. He fights there, if the mountain peaks in the earth!

    The dark silver armor, the red hair, the scars of Healing, and the sultry of the malevolent aura and the war, make this Yin Spirit, summoned by Su Ming, like the god of war!

    "I haven't killed People in Outer World for many years, and I might be able to kill it today!"The Yin Spirit, the body armor, has a loud voice and spreads all over the place.

    At the moment he appeared, the look of the old man in Shaman Temple finally changed. His footsteps were not only his, but the others around him.

    Sky Mist Patriarch flashed in the eyes, and the corner of his mouth suddenly smiled.

    As for the crowd below, at the moment when the Yin Spirit appeared, it immediately screamed.

    "I said why he was so fearless that he had rented Nine Yin Spirit!"

    "This Nine Yin Spirit, I have an impression, he…He is the spirit of the Fifth layer, so the cost of its guard is too great, I did not expect someone to bring it out! ”

    "Look at the momentum, it is between the Advanced Shaman, I don't know how to compare with the elders of Shaman Temple…"

    Almost the moment when the elders of Shaman Temple had a footstep, Su Ming’s eyes flashed, his Avatar right hand lifted up, the azure light sword whizzed, and a lot of black beetles were spread. Poisonous Corpse opened to open mouth, giving a sullen low-pitched, black gluten floating around, all the poisonous gas from all the pores, even the nails of his hands and fingers, even more instantly, emitting sharp awns.

    At the same time, Su Ming breathes deeply, his left hand raised, pointing to the sky, this is the first move of Parting Wind Three Forms, the opening of Open Yang!

    "If you want Mo, you have to pay the price, even if you are the elder of the Witch God!

    Yin Spirit Wei, follow me, fight this person! ”When Su Ming’s voice came out, the more than 30-foot Yin Spirit Dahan in front of him, roaring in the sky, his right hand raised, and a huge battle axe with its height appeared!