Beseech The Devil

    Equally afraid, there are other Black Mountain Tribe people, such a self-destruction, in this short period of time, three times, the cost of three crashes, is that their Black Mountain Tribe lost seven people!

    Fighting, still cruelly continuing!

    Su Ming's both eyes shed tears, biting their lips, plucking their eyes, and rushing forward with the tribesmen. He knows that the tribesmen in the back are using their lives to exchange time. They are delaying with flesh and blood. What they need to do is not to let their blood flow in vain. In this limited time, guard the ordinary tribesmen and go farther. !

    Grandfather, there is also fierce, the two big men of the Blood Condensation Realm late stage, as if they don't know the pain, the face is expressionless, the whole body has been damaged, but the grandfather is lingering, but the grandfather is powerful, Mo Said to be Su Ming, almost everyone did not expect.

    In its cold hum, but see its around the numerous ripples, this ripple swept, that two blood condensation late stage Han, immediately body an earthquake, grandfather a step to go, its speed fast, instantaneous came to one of the person, a pointing at its head, bang a sound , the head skull collapsed, the body suddenly fell down in a moment, grandfather a punch to another person, in that shakes the heavens rumbled, the same body shaking, the whole body burst open.

    But in the twinkling of the death of these two great men, they saw a lot of black fog immediately from their bodies. The black mist quickly condensed together and turned into a vague figure, going straight to the back. Grandfather rushed.

    "Bi Tu !"Grandfather looks condensed. He knows that this black fog is not the Bi Tu body, but the Heretic-Barbarian Skill. But now this technique appears, then Bi Tu is obviously not far from here, or is, is rushing. en route!

    But at this moment, I saw it in front of the crowd, and suddenly there was a burst of sharp screams. The sound of this sound immediately made Patriarch, let Wushan Tribe's Man Cultivator, let those tribesmen look great!

    Even at this moment, from the jungle on the left and right sides of this crowd, there is also the sound of sharp, and the wind whimps, like there are a lot of Black Mountain Tribe enemies around!

    If only this is just that, can again leave man cultivator, death in exchange for the continuation of the tribe tribesmen migration, but almost in the three direction of the Roar with excitement and blood of the moment, Earth fierce earthquake, but see in front of the tribe, In that patriarch in front of more than 10 Zhang, with the ground vibration, that the Earth in front of the collapse down, and then, a row with thick giant wood tied together, feet of the long, a few thick, such as the large gate of the general fence, suddenly rushed out from the ground, directly erected in the front, will be tribal tribesmen The direction of the forward, life and death of plugging!

    On the row of giant wooden fences, at this moment, there are three big men who stand on the Black Mountain Tribe. When they are the first person, they are full of the body, holding a big bow that almost catches up with the body, the corner of the mouth. Cruel, staring at everyone.

    At the same time, on the left and right sides of the tribe, with the vibration of the earth, there are two rows of giant wooden fences rising again. The length of the hundred feet, the life of the Wushan Tribe is stuck here!

    On the giant wooden fences on both sides, there were also several people standing alone, and coldly staring down, with a hint of teasing.

    This is a trap that has been laid out for a long time! !

    Wushan Tribe The look of the people changed rapidly, the Patriarch complexion was pale, but the booth eyes showed the killing intent and the war. The rest of Man Cultivator, this is all at the moment.

    “How do they know our exact route and how they can place traps here in advance!”This is the tribesmen of every Wushan Tribe, the hesitation that comes to mind.

    Who is? Who is the traitor of Wushan Tribe! ! ! ”Su Ming is shaking, and his grandfather has been said in his mind that there is a traitor in the tribe!

    At the same time, the distant and bi Tu Heretic-barbarian Skill the black fog figure of the grandfather, see this behind the scenes, look out of sorrow and anger, for traitor, he just doubt exist, also want to do all the way to find out, Can this person hide too deep, do not show the slightest clue, even give a person as if there is no traitor illusion, but now, grandfather has been determined, just until now, he can not imagine, this traitor, in the end is who …What is it for…

    At this critical time, the Wushan Tribe tribesmen was filled with fear and panic, and the ordinary tribesmen complexion was pale, seemingly unable to resist, on the three-party fence, now the sound of the whistle swirled, and more HeiShan Man Cultivator appeared. It seems that there are more than 50 people, grandfather raised his right hand and slammed into the distant tribe.

    Under this finger, I saw the Wushan Tribe trapped by the three-party fence over the tribesmen. Suddenly, the weather changed, and there was a black mangling between the heavens and the earth. The glittering was condensed and turned into a size of more than ten feet. ,Washhan Man-Totem of Heaven-shaking Earth-shattering!

    It is a half-length man, a half-length animal, full of a savage and primitive atmosphere. It holds a long dragon in one hand and a huge long spear in the other. Both eyes reveals madness. Bloodthirsty.

    Its appearance, even the sky has suddenly faint, as if it was suppressed by its majesty. But this Man-Totem is not completely clear, it is a little vague, it seems to be quickly solidified from nothingness, from the black light on it, underneath, the Wushan Tribe tribesmen that is condensed together, as if protected .

    "Man Cultivator is outside, tribesmen are inside, fighting to the end!!"At the moment, the Patriarch of the Wushan Tribe yelled and jumped up and went straight to the giant wooden fence in front of him. He knew that if he wanted to leave, he had to open the fence and retreat. It was impossible. !

    "DEATH!"Wushan Tribe All Man Cultivator at the moment, all rushed out, rushing toward the neighboring Black Mountain Tribe enemies, Wushan jumped up, the big bow in hand, fiercely bowed, rumbled In between, the arrow went straight to the fence on the left.

    The front of the Patriarch, followed by two tribesmen, with a decisive, the same kill!

    Bei Ling, Wu La, Lei Chen, and so on, all Man Cultivator, all crazy, started a life and death battle! Shan Hen was silent, hesitated after a hesitation.

    Su Ming contained a killing intent in his heart. He was just about to move. He heard the cry coming from behind him. It was the little girl he had been holding, and he was watching, and he was crying.

    Su Ming didn't look back, and she jumped up and went straight to the fence in front of it. From the fence, there were more than a dozen Black Mountain Tribe screaming in the weird voice, with Su Ming and his side. Several Man Cultivators, in an instant, began a deadly battle.

    At dusk, the sun is faint on the sky, and the moon seems to be contoured. Obviously, it is going to enter the night. Su Ming's blood is boiling, his heart is burning, his anger is roaring, his booth eyes are blood red, he breaks through the seal from Fengzhen, and rushes back to the tribe, for the sake of coexistence with the tribe, at this moment, It is the time of coexistence and death!

    "Life is Wushan, death is Wushan soul!"Su Ming did not retain it at all. The whole body of 243 blood veins broke out, revealing the Culture of Blood Condensation Realm Seventh Layer, but there is no such thing as a teenager in this place.

    In front of him, that more than 10 black Mountain tribe Sweat, only one person for blood condensation seventh layer, the rest of the person is five sixth Rank between, originally that seventh Layer of the Han One Face ferocious, with the people directly to kill, in his eyes, in front of these seven or eight resistance Wushan tribe, Anthias, he as black Mountain tribe of hunting Team deputy leader, kill these people, extremely easy.

    But just as he was approaching, it was a sudden opening of the pupil eyes, revealing an incredible color. He clearly felt that a thin and inconspicuous boy of the seven or eight people coming forward had burst out. Let him be the heart of the bloody vibration of the heart.

    Who's he? At this age, there is such a blood qi! ”This big man has not waited to think about it, Su Ming has come, and his first goal is this person!

    All of this was an instant, and the two sides came into contact with each other. The sound of smothering screamed in the sky, and the fierce and violent maneuver, Su Ming slammed out, at the moment of his fist, his body was two hundred and forty. The three blood veins condensed into one, and with a punch, they clashed with the Big Mountain of the Black Mountain Tribe's Blood Condensation Seventh Layer.

    The sound of the banging echoes, but in this fierce battlefield, all this is insignificant. Between the battles, the tribesmen protected by the Man-Totem ray, one by one, the complexion is pale, but there is firmness and fearlessness. They are afraid, but at this moment, they are afraid of what is useful.

    In their booth eyes, there is a bitter hatred, and the anger that seems to burn the heavens and the earth.

    Silence, everyone, is silent, the little girl who wakes up, no longer crying, but looking at Su Ming's back, watching him fight for the tribe!

    A punch out, the same big fellow also hiss a punch, in that rumbled under, this big big mouth overflow blood, look out of aghast, his arm like to collapse, in that a strong roll, body not independent back a few steps, but his back, but let Su Ming fierce roar, regardless of pain unfold that amazing speed, Suddenly rushed, an instant approaching, a punch, a punch, a punch!

    In a twinkling of an eye, Su Ming hit eight punches, and each punch banged on the big man, letting him continually retreat, letting his eyes stunned, letting the blood of his mouth flow out a lot, how did the big man think of himself? Actually met such a strong, such a crazy strong!

    "Give me death!!"Su Ming Another approximation, this time is not with boxing, but near, fierce with the head of the big man's head, in its shrill scream, will its body of the blast back, directly to the row of huge wooden fence, bang a bang, this big guy squirting blood, he was Su Ming ' s speed, Completely ignorant, even without the slightest resistance to the time, in his eyes, Su Ming …Too fast!

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