Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 373: A paper crane!
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"Now, you know why I threatened you." Su Ming's words were cold, slowly to open mouth.
The old woman ’s expression changed rapidly. Under the impact, the subconscious retreat took a few steps. The pupils of both eyes contracted, staring at the right index finger of Su Ming, and took a deep breath.
"The power of Barbarian God ..."
This force just appeared at once, and suddenly disappeared. As never appeared, the hair on the right index finger of Su Ming also stopped burning.
At the same time, the impact of these four weeks also disappeared instantly. When there is no more [Baidu Qi Mo bar fast hand hit, ear root book fan official yy: 3943, support Qi Mo voting please go to the "starting Chinese network"] after the power, Su Ming drift His hair fell, and his clothes no longer danced, but he stood there, but it was like a mountain. At the moment, he looked at coldly indifferent, staring at the old lady, with hair on his finger. Although he did n’t exhale a slight breath like he did, he saw it. The momentum of the eruption, the old lady's breathing was rapid.
She was staring at the right index finger of Su Ming. Only then did she not look at this finger, but in her perception, she could not see the slightest clues, which is why she was slightly contemptuous of the power of Barbarian God Where.
After all, she is Shaman Clan, not Barbarian Clan, and it is not an approval for the so-called Barbarian God.
She firmly believes that all cultivation is based on self-cultivation. No matter how strong the external force is, it is finally an external force. With her strength as Advanced Shaman, she does not think that there is an external force that can be mastered by the fragile bone sacrifice Barbarian Cultivator. Can kill himself instantly.
But at this moment, her forehead oozed with sweat. At the moment when she saw the power of Barbarian God, she felt terrified. Under that breath, she even resisted Her mind could not be raised. If she was completely suppressed, her mind was blank. She had no doubt that if this Su Ming wanted to kill herself, under that finger, she would definitely not be able to survive.
"Mother-in-law, let him go.
"At the moment when the old woman was shocked, when Su Ming coldly looked to her, between the flashing eyes, the moment surrounded by silence, a woman's gentle voice echoed in this silence.
It was a woman, a woman in white who walked step by step from a distance and stood next to the old woman. This woman had a beautiful appearance and a beautiful hair cape. She stood there like a flood of autumn water.
She is the virgin of Sea Autumn Tribe, Wan Qiu.
Su Ming's gaze swept over the woman in white. He didn't speak. Instead, he took a few steps towards retreat, flicked into Changhong, and went straight to the night sky, turning away and disappearing.
Until Su Ming left, the old woman was still a bit pale in complexion. Only then did the power of Barbarian God spread out at that moment, which brought this old woman an indelible memory and shock.
"It's Wan Qiu reckless, mother-in-law." The beautiful woman, frowning at the moment, whispering to open mouth softly, her heart is also vibrating, and the power of Barbarian God is the first time she feels.
The old lady was silent and shook her head a moment later.
"What a strength of Barbarian God is that I underestimated him. Even if you do n’t ask for this, I will do the same. I will feel the power of Barbarian God, maybe it will help the breakthrough of Lord Zong Ze. Have you stayed? "The old lady looked a little complicated, and glanced at the direction of Su Ming's departure.
The woman nodded her head slightly, and a slap-like ancient mirror appeared in her hand when she lifted her right hand. There was a misty mist on the mirror. As the female left hand touched it, it suddenly seemed All the mist was absorbed into the inner mirror, and a strong light radiated from the mirror, distorting the void around.
Following that, in that twisted room, an unreal scene was revealed, and a scene emerged. The painting [Baidu Qi Mo Bar Quickly Played, Ear Root Book Fan Official Yy: 3943, support Qi Mo voting please go to "Starting Chinese Network" 'In the face, it is precisely that Su Ming and the old woman did not really shoot each other, just a battle for the use of energy of heaven and earth.
Lifelike, even the power and dominance of the power of Barbarian God are clearly preserved.
"Unfortunately, the relationship with this Su Ming, I'm afraid it will be difficult to contact again from now on, and I have to bear the anger of Shaman Lord ..." The woman in white said softly.
"This Su Ming is not a cause for concern. Once he does not have the power of Barbarian God, it is just a ant. It is not necessary to make friends with him. Besides, did you also develop the power of Advanced Mind before, and did you predict him, this person has a flat life, There is nothing surprising, and it is a short-lived person. The only thing to care about is the anger of Shaman Lord ... but some things, if they can help the improvement of Lord Zong Ze, it is worth it! "The old lady eyes flash said slowly .
Until now, she did n’t care too much about Su Ming. What she cared about was the power of Barbarian God that made her feel dead. In her opinion, if there is no power of Barbarian God, Su Ming is indeed the same as ants.
"But my mother-in-law, when Su Ming just unfolded the power of Barbarian God, my perception fluctuated. This Su Ming may not be as I predicted before, but ..." The woman in white frowned tightly.
"Well?" The old woman was stunned. Before she stopped Su Ming, she was with Wan Qiu and saw the other person predicting the future of Su Ming.
The process is extremely smooth, and the future of Su Ming is also more thorough. This person is mediocre, and his cultivation base is the limit at middle stage, and he will die in Calamity of Eastern Wasteland a few years later.
But now, when she heard the hesitant words of Wan Qiu, she couldn't help but wonder.
"This person is very strange. I used to predict very smoothly and succeeded. Even if I predict again at this moment, it is also very smooth, and the answer is the same. [The best novels are here]
However, when the power of Barbarian God just spread out, under the powerful energy of heaven and earth, I suddenly felt uneasy in the distance, and launched my prediction again, but what I saw was a blur, even ... what? Without seeing it, I felt a crisis of death. "The woman in white frowned and closed her eyes, as if feeling something.
"If it were not my illusion, this person ’s future was disturbed by a powerful force, covering it, revealing something that was intentionally seen, not real!
If this is the case, then this person ... "We probably shouldn't offend ..." Wan Qiu opened his eyes, a trace of exhaustion and confusion flashed in his eyes.
"The matter is here, don't care, I think this Su Ming is not what you said, it's just a ants." The old lady was silent for a moment, slowly to open mouth.
"Come on, let me see Lord Zong Ze.
"The old lady said, turned and left, and Wan Qiu stood there looking at the direction of Su Ming's departure. Her beautiful face was still frowning. She didn't predict any more, but walked with the old lady.
At this moment, in the Sky Mist barrier, on the earth belonging to Barbarian Clan, in a cold world, the end of the silver frost, beyond the remote place where the Ghost Platform department is located, there exists a place that looks like Pang large tribes without borders.
This tribe is so large and wide in coverage that South Morning is rare!
Here is one of the two large tribess of South Morning Barbarian Clan, Sky Cold Great Tribe!
At this moment, within this Sky Cold Great Tribe, an extremely luxurious loft sits cross-legged with a person wearing a blue gown, white hair, and thin body, and is meditating in eyes closed.
For a long time, the old man both eyes slowly opened. At the moment he opened his eyes, his body immediately appeared twisted and rippled. The whole body soon became blurred and faint, as if in his present fuzzy body. On the other, there appeared another figure.
It was a man wearing an emperor's robe and carrying an imperial crown. Although he could not see the detailed appearance, he could vaguely see that this was by no means an old man, but a middle-aged man.
This person is deep in both eyes, and his eyes seem to penetrate the attic, penetrate the void, and the endless distance, fall on the distant Land of Shamans, fall in the temporary tribe where Sea Autumn Tribe in Land of Shamans, fall in that tribe Wan Qiu body.
"Advanced Mind of Shaman Clan ... This magical ability can still see some clues under my interference ... But you have n’t studied it, I will spare you!" This man with imperial crown Plainly, he lifted his right hand, and in his palm there was a crane stacked with fine writing paper. The crane flew out, went straight to the sky along the window, and disappeared above Nine Heavens. The man closed his eyes. .
At the moment when he closed his eyes, the blur and twist of his body suddenly disappeared, and he reverted to the white-haired old man in a blue gown.
On the Nine Heavens, the paper crane flying out of Sky Cold Great Tribe has ripples spreading out of its body and disappears instantly. When it appears, it is actually over the distant Sky Mist City.
Fights outside Sky Mist City, sometimes small-scale shots from both sides will appear. With the Shaman Clan army ’s [Baidu Qi Mo bar fast fight, ear root fan official yy: 3943, support Qi Mo vote please go to "Starting Chinese Network"] Gathering, Barbarian Clan here every day, warriors from various tribes come and become a new force to guard Sky Mist.
The huge stone monument in the city is extremely eye-catching, and the names that can be listed on it will be remembered, scattered, and admired.
There is a name, now ranked more than one hundred and seventy, called Yue Feng, a survivor from a certain small tribes, today.
The paper crane on sky seems to be unnoticeable. Its wings flickered and disappeared again. When it appeared this time, it was on the edge of Land of South Morning, where the Dead Sea spread.
The sea roared with raging waves, and numerous shadows in the seawater swam away. The seawater had already submerged the trapezoidal mountain range here, towards the Land of Shamans, spreading a little bit.
In the black sea floor far away, you can see faintly, there is a huge head, exposing both eyes, coldly staring at Land of South Morning.
The paper crane on sky rushed again, and when it disappeared, it was still on the Dead Sea, but it was far away from South Morning.
The water below is endless, sparkling, and sometimes there are huge dragons leaping from the sea, roaring and swimming ... Look closely, there are countless things in the sea above and below ... Beasts, the direction in which they travel is South Morning!
On the surface of the sea, there is a huge floating object, which looks like a corner left behind by a palace after it collapsed. It followed the surf to the South Morning. Behind it, there were countless such things. The wreckage of the palace ... There is a large piece of wreckage on the wreckage.
"Great Yu Heavenly Palace"
The font reveals the vicissitudes ... "Around these wreckages, besides the countless dead sea beasts, there are seven or eight, with huge heads exposing both eyes on the sea surface, as if a giant is on the seabed, moving forward.
On the sky, the paper crane flashed and disappeared again. This time when it appeared, a piece of continent far below South Morning appeared abruptly ...
On continent, in this location close to the Dead Sea, there are densely a million people. They sit cross-legged one by one, covering a wide area, and they ca n’t see the end.
What they look at is the South, the South where Southern lands is located!
"Ten years ..." "
The paper crane of sky flashed again, and when it disappeared, it was still on this Eastern Wasteland Continent, but it was in the other direction, where it was east of Eastern Wasteland.
The entire earth of Dongfang was shrouded in a black mist, and there was no vitality in it, only the screams and wails of screams, the perennial reverberation, when the paper crane appeared, suddenly from the black mist He stretched out a huge hand and grabbed the paper crane.
"Tibetan Dragon Sect, Great Leaf Immortal Sect, Tian Lan Sect, old man, here!"
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The plot of August is a success story. It needs to be filled carefully. It is not easy to write. There is no explosion today, but there will not be fewer outbreaks this month. What you owed last month will be added this month.
(To be continued)