Beseech The Devil

    Under this wave, the rumbled between the heavens and the earth returned to dàng, the void between the arm and the Shi Hai nine people, immediately appeared a series of bo lines, Shi Hai nine people shocked, as if being bombarded by a powerful face in the whole body In an individual, the blood qi collapsed, and the face sè blew out a large mouth of blood in a pale, rewinding into the earth. Although there was no death, the whole body seemed to burst open and could not stand up.

    "I didn't die?" The weak veins of Miao Manchu are not to be underestimated. After all, there are still some matures in your blood.The voice of yin Sen returned to dàng, I don’t know what means to display in the fog, which made the roar of the strange beast contain a bit of pain.

    "A sealed Peng Peng, it is not difficult to take it…This seal can limit most of your strength, I see how you resist! ”There is a hint of joy in the words of yin Sen.

    But at this moment, a low voice came from a distant sky.

    "The thief, bad me Saint Mountain, you are so bold!!"With the sound coming, it was the Fengzhen Tribe, now angry Man-Elder Jing Nan, behind him, followed by a beautiful, but frosty purple woman, this woman has entered middle age, but the beauty is the slightest No reduction, this moment with the ambiguity, contains the same anger and killing intent.

    After the two of them came, they didn't hesitate, and they rushed into the crack and entered the black fog of the Fengzhen Mountain. Then, the voice of the rumbled Heaven-shaking Earth-shattering, constantly in the dark fog. Outgoing, there was a cry from Jing Nan's low voice.

    Everything that happened in Fengzhen Mountain, Su Ming didn't know. Even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. The most important thing he wants now is to return to the Horde as fast as possible.

    He wants to take a look at the tribe, is it…Still…

    He wants to take a look at the tribesmen, is it…well……

    He was nervous, anxious, crazy, and now silenced. On this earth, running silently in this snow, leaving from grandfather until now, it has been a long time, the sky is still shining, Su Ming knows that The speed of the blackbird, grandfather, they are afraid to return to the tribe long ago.

    "Must not have an accident…"Su Ming's body continually jumps on the earth, bursting out the strongest speed in his life.

    The speed is fast, at first glance, it is still near, but in the blink of an eye, it disappears into the distance. He runs desperately, even ignoring the exhaustion, but also to make the speed faster. He is filled with two hundred and four. Thirteen blood veins are constantly erupting, in exchange for longer lasting power, making him faster and faster.

    When sky is fully lit, when the first sun raises the head, the light shines on the earth, and the snow on the ground reflects a glaring silver awn, Su Ming ran out of the vast plain where Fengzhen Tribe is located, rushing into In the dry jungle, it was close to the place where he had been to the trade.

    This distance, if it is changed to the previous speed, he needs a long time to spend, but now, in his silence, it took less than two hours.

    This speed is already very fast and unbelievable. It feels like Su Ming is still too slow!

    He didn't go to squat again, but in that quietness, the double tui swelled up countless blue veins, and he walked through the jungle, flashes and slammed, and rushed out again. In this constant running, Su Ming sweat filled the whole body, not only the pain of the double tui, he was almost everywhere in the whole body, and there was pain at the moment.

    Time passed by, gradually, it was almost noon, the snow of the sky was no longer falling, the sky was cloudless and clear, but in the jungle on the earth, there was such a figure, running silently. His sweat could not even flow down the skin and was immediately left behind.

    Supporting Su Ming's, it is a persistent, a perseverance, he is anxious about the tribe's comfort, worried about the life and death of the tribesmen, the feeling of incomprehensibility, making him feel like his body is empty, there is only the persistent running.

    The distance that I had to spend a whole night without listening to it, now in Su Ming's gallop, at that noon, gradually getting closer, slowly, Su Ming's both eyes exposed excitement, expose nervous.

    He is getting closer and closer to the tribe. His heartbeat screams back to the whole body, making him more nervous and nervous. He is afraid to see the collapse of the tribe, afraid to see the dead body.

    He is afraid, but his speed is not diminished, and there is a fierceness in the body.

    When his eyes finally appeared in the outline of the Wushan Tribe, Su Ming's body trembled and tears flowed down.

    From a distance, the gates of the tribes collapsed. There were also many places where the giant wooden fences were broken, and even thin black smoke emerged. It was apparent that they had experienced a fire.

    Inside the tribe, it is not silence, but there are a lot of tribesmen, just like assembling.

    Su Ming's anxiety was slightly relieved, but the ensuing was a killing intent, a killing intent that destroyed the enemy of the Wushan Tribe.

    Su Ming swayed and went straight to the tribe. He didn't wait to get close. He was immediately seen by the Hunting Team Man Cultivator in the tribe. These people were suddenly wary, but when they looked at Su Ming's, they looked at it. It is a kind of relaxation, the exhaustion of God, it is difficult to cover up.

    Su Ming, with tears in her eyes, returned to the tribe, walked through the door that had been smashed into pieces, and went to the tribe. He saw the fatigue of the Hunting Team tribesmen and saw dozens of bodies on the ground in the center of the tribe. .

    Those bodies, every Su Ming are familiar, that is his tribesmen. Next to the body, some people are crying, it is their loved ones, and the crying sounds back in this tribe, so Su Ming's heart, stinging as if to drop blood.

    He saw the ordinary tribesmen, and now they are all sorrowful, revealing fear and sorrow. They are quickly packing up their bags and rushing to the place where the tribes gather.

    He saw the little Rasul, the little face of the child nèn at the moment, with tears, with fear and fear, holding the hand of the mother, as if once released, can no longer touch…

    In the tribe, many of the beast skin accounts collapsed, the ground was very messy, and there was a thrilling blood. Obviously, it was a war not long ago.

    Looking at it, Su Ming's holding his hands in his hands, his "Both eyes" hatred, it was in a teenager who was less than seventeen years old, a rare hate and kill!

    Su Ming's tears, constantly flowing, he saw a good neighbor to his mother, from a young age, sitting in the ruin of the leather tent, her side, no one…Her child is dead, her husband is dead…Only her, with a stunned, sitting there.

    When Su Ming looked at it, he clearly felt the unspeakable grief.

    “Black Mountain Tribe !!”Su Ming bit his teeth, he saw Lei Chen, and Lei Chen was exhausted. In that crowd, he was helping the tribesmen to assemble and help the tribesmen sort out some items that were important to the tribe.

    Lei Chen didn't notice Su Ming, he was exhausted at the moment.

    Su Ming also saw Wu La, a girl who has always been contemptuous of him, but who is fascinated by Mo Su. It seems to grow up at the moment. She is carrying a big bow, in the crowd, while whispering comfort, Help them assemble as quickly as possible.

    There is also Chen Xin, also in the crowd, the weak god sè, looks pitiful, but the firmness in his eyes is equally representative, she also grew up.

    Su Ming didn't see Patriarch, and did not see Shan Hen and Bei Ling, and even some of the strongest Blood Condensation Seventh Layer in the tribe.

    But Su Ming, I saw grandfather.

    Grandfather is far away, face pale, looks like old and too much too much, as if this night for him, as in the past few decades, the grandfather at the moment, is bowing down to help a left tui fleshy tribesmen healing, The tribesmen is a Man Cultivator, about twenty-seven years old, and Su Ming knows that he is the Liu Di who often plays the distortion.

    This person usually does not like to be in contact with people in the tribe. There is a fist-sized bone in his waist. There are several small holes in it, which looks very strange.

    This thing, Su Ming knows, it is called 埙, is a musical instrument, many people in the tribe will not play, only this person seems to have innate skill, in the tribe, sometimes can hear that sly voice.

    Now, in his face, there is no pain, and some are only persistent and firm.

    Su Ming shed tears and walked step by step. Everything he saw after returning to the Horde, his anger turned into a killing intent, and he wanted to fight for the Horde!

    "grandfather…Leave me alone, my double tui has been abolished, but I can still fight…MeAs Su Ming's approached, he heard the tribesmen healed by grandfather, a hoarse word.

    Grandfather god sè faint, expose sad, gently nodded, seems to be aware, raising the head saw Su Ming coming.

    At the moment of seeing Su Ming's, grandfather completely stunned the whole person. He revealed a strong accident and shock. He understood his seal. He knew that this seal could be broken so quickly, but in front of him. Su Ming, but let him be there, as if illusion.

    Grandfather, for the first time, in front of Su Ming's, exposes such a god, he can't believe that Su Ming can break his seal and return to the tribe in such a fast situation.

    At this moment, not only grandfather saw Su Ming, Lei Chen also saw it, he widened the eyes eyes, expose unbelievable sè, at the same time, not far from Wu La, also inadvertently saw the grandfather front Su Ming.

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    There are still 4 days to see the magic, and many Fellow Daoist in the book review area said that they have prepared their monthly tickets. Every time they see these words, they will have a kind of embarrassment, which seems to return to last April.

    I still remember last April, maybe it’s a coincidence, this year, there are still 4 days, that is April! But before that, please also cast a referral ticket. The four-day recommendation ticket is as valuable as the monthly ticket!

    I am not greedy, seven thousand enough!

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