Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 491: Wanli Mountain!
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At the moment when the finger of Su Ming was pressed on the pupil of left eye, the world in the eyes of left eye of Su Ming became red, and as his hand wiped right eye, the entire world of Su Ming became a blood-red awn.
Bright and bloody, burning like fire!
The moment the blood and fire were spread by Su Ming, a thick flame burst out from the body of Su Ming. This flame does not have the palm-like momentum of sky, but it spreads all over the body of Su Ming. It made Su Ming's hair flutter and made him stand there. When raise the head looked around, it gave people a sense of perseverance if they faced the sky and the earth cracked without looking.
"I am a fierce line of fire, worship the moon, and I will too!" Su Ming stood there, raising his hands and clenching his fists towards the Nine Moon of sky, a sudden worship.
With this worship, the Nine Moon on sky is distorted, and beside it, there seems to be overlapping phantom!
The flaming palms whizzing toward Su Ming were trembling, as if they could not bear the worship of Su Ming, but in the process of coming, there were signs of extinction.
The bat Saint Clan Golden Striped tribesmen, not far away, was stunned at this moment, and his brain roared, revealing unbelievable horror. The power of Su Ming was well known to him. According to the truth, no matter what magic power Su Ming unfolded to fight, he There won't be such a continuous change of look, but he never expected that the Su Ming used to fight this fiery sea is actually the same moon worship as he did! !
He could not have predicted it anyway, which almost subverted his thoughts. This technique of worshiping the moon is the heirloom method of their Saint Clan line. Only Golden Striped tribesmen is possible to master, External Race is difficult at all obtain.
This is the Moon Ancestor enshrined by their bat Saint Clan. The method passed down in person is the Saint Technique of their bat Saint Clan! !
At this moment, in front of him, he saw the Su Ming cast in person, and even when Su Ming cast this technique, it gave the Golden Striped tribesmen of the bat Saint Clan an illusion, as if the technique of moon worship was performed at Su Ming. Orthodoxy yourself! !
If you want to know how to perform this technique, you need to use the power of Moon Ancestor, you ca n’t do it by hand, and the most important thing is that he will only worship the moon and will not burst into flames! !
Blood and fire, among them, only the elders and Patriarch can be given to Cultivation Methods by Moon Ancestor. This is the most powerful technique of their bat Saint Clan.
If only that is the case, what makes this bat Saint Clan Golden Striped tribesmen feel like it is going to collapse, is that Su Ming started the fire and flames, and after breathing towards sky Nine Moon, the breath and sensation emitted from him, Actually, this kind of Golden Striped tribesmen seems to face the statue of Sacred Ancestor on the Wanli Mountain of the tribe. From the depths of his heart, awe and fear are born.
"Who are you, who are you, and why did you pass the spell Saint Clan Moon Ancestor !!" This bat Saint Clan's Golden Striped tribesmen, nearly collapsed, roared back quickly.
"This technique of worshipping the moon that you said is a magical power for the Huoman clan, who are you?" Su Ming looked cold and took a step forward. The consciousness suddenly spread out, forming a coercive pressure. With the momentum of his own blood and fire, he directly oppressed towards the Golden Striped tribesmen.
"I am the bat Saint Clan ..." The Golden Striped tribesmen was about to be to open mouth, and was immediately interrupted by the words of Su Ming.
"The technique of worshiping the moon, I am the heir, is the only fierce savage in the world, you come to ask me?" Su Ming sneered, the words came out with coercion.
"The appearance of Manta Saint Clan is very similar to Wings of the Moon. I really want to know, how do you relate to Wings of the Moon?" Su Ming took a step.
"Who are you talking about Moon Ancestor, how can this technique be done?" Su Ming discourses are one after another, and they don't give too much time to think about Golden Striped tribesmen of that section of retreat, and they are transformed by their powerful consciousness. Majestic, in this moment of confusion in Golden Striped tribesmen, continue to ask questions!
"How did you bat Saint Clan enshrine this so-called Moon Ancestor?"
"The art of fire and brutality you are practicing is not comprehensive, it is only a part, can you burst into flames?"
"While practicing the art of fire and brute force, and daring to perform it in front of me, I do n’t know how to do it, but who made you make such a big move?" Su Ming suddenly asked several different words, and his voice suddenly Bigger, almost thunder, and asked a question!
"Who is it, let you come !!" The Su Ming sentence, like thunder, roared, let the bat Saint Clan Golden Striped tribesmen, which was continuously questioned by Su Ming and oppressed by consciousness, finally collapsed in consciousness.
"It's Moon Ancestor ..." His staggered retreat, buzzing in his head, the thunderous words of Su Ming gave him a feeling of having to answer, it seemed that there was such a will that came to him, making him unable to resist .
"Where is Moon Ancestor!" Su Ming stepped forward again, the sound was more roaring.
"Wanli Mountain ..."
"When will you be enshrined by your tribe!" Su Ming is constantly approaching, the voice is getting louder and louder, making the Golden Striped tribesmen bleeding in the collapse of will.
"For a long time ... I don't know ... Ah ..." The Golden Striped tribesmen finally couldn't stand it, and issued a screaming scream, holding the head with both hands, and the whole person galloped retreat, screaming gyrating, his both eyes blurred, There was blood at the corners of his mouth, and the sound of Su Ming echoed in his mind at the moment, getting louder and louder, as if to collapse his mind.
Su Ming stopped and glanced at the staggering retreat bat Saint Clan, regained the savage breath after the supernatural consciousness and the blood fire, and raised his right hand towards the Golden Striped tribesmen. Behind the collapsed consciousness of Golden Striped tribesmen, a huge phantom suddenly appeared. This phantom is a beast of candles and nine shades!
It opened its mouth wide and swallowed Golden Striped tribesmen into the mouth, phantom dissipated, turned into a snake, and went straight to Su Ming, coiled on its shoulder, and sometimes spit out the core.
Su Ming frowned and stood in the air thinking for a while.
"Not He Feng ... According to this bat Saint Clan, this so-called Moon Ancestor has been enshrined for a long, long time, and there is some time that cannot match, but it depends on how long I have been in the world of Outer World. .
Wan Lishan ... "Su Ming thought that the name seemed a bit familiar, but I could n’t think of it. I was familiar with it. After thinking about it, Su Ming turned around and walked towards mountain valley where Shaman Clan is located.
Until he saw the mountain valley where Shaman Clan lived in earth in the distance, he still didn't think about the familiarity of Wanli Mountain, but he can be quite sure that he should never have heard the name of this mountain. .
When Su Ming returned to the mountain valley, he was greeted with a grand welcome. All the remaining Shaman Clan people walked out of cave abode. After seeing Su Ming, everyone bowed to the ground.
"I and others who have been abandoned, claim to be Ming (Destiny) Clan, and meet Master Mo Su!"
Hundreds of people bowed down, hundreds of voices merged together, and the sound waves formed whirld. This voice revealed a sincere and grateful, and more fanatical respect.
For them, the appearance of Su Ming is like a bright lamp in the dark, like a glimmer of hope in despair.
Su Ming's body slowly fell from midair, standing in front of this group of people who claimed to be Ming (Destiny) Clan, looking at the group of ragged, mostly skinny people, watching the excitement and respect in their eyes.
"Why claim to be Ming (Destiny) Clan?" Su Ming asked calmly.
"Abandoned by Shaman Clan, there is no future, no hope, it is better to create the future by yourself, to master the hope, as to control your own destiny, so ... claiming to be Ming (Destiny) Clan!" Nangong Hen is also half kneeling there, now raise the head, firm to open mouth .
Su Ming is silent, his eyes are on him again. In the eyes he sees, in addition to fanaticism and respect, there is a kind of flame-like attachment. This attachment is the desire to master his own destiny and the desire to become The strong man who decides the fate, let the Shaman Clan who abandoned them know that they ... will no longer need anyone's pity and rescue, they are Ming (Destiny) Clan!
There are very few old people in these people. In addition to their strong years, they are more of a group of young children. These children were born here. Their thoughts Shaman Clan is just a name. They have witnessed the scene of tribesmen death from middle age. Big, although they are still children, they look at Su Ming with the same zeal and admiration and full of perseverance!
This is a population forced out by fate. This is a population that has no connection with Shaman Clan, has Shaman Clan, and has its own will!
This will is still weak, but if Ming (Destiny) Clan is given enough time to grow, once this will finally grows up, then this population will become extremely terrible!
"I will wait for Venerable Mo to dominate, and will follow Venerable Mo's orders from now on!" When Nangong Hen gritted his teeth and lowered to open mouth, all the Ming (Destiny) Clans kneeling there behind him heard the same voice.
"I would like to live with Venerable Mo and obey it!"
The sound is as turbulent as the ocean waves, echoing in all directions, and will not disperse for a long time.
"If Ming (Destiny) Clan has a master, can it still be called Ming (Destiny) Clan?" Su Ming is silent, and slowly to open mouth after a while.
"I would like to worship Venerable Mo as Holy Spirit, and Venerable Mo Sacred statue forever, forever, for generations!" Nangong Hen, and then to open mouth again.
"How many years have passed since I disappeared?" Su Ming avoided the request of Nangong Hen and asked him what he wanted to know.
"Since the disappearance of Venerable Mo, fifteen years have passed ..." Nangong Hen whispered.
"Shaman City turns into ruins, and the terrain changes within a million miles. Are you waiting here? Did the other people leave that year? Here, what happened in the past 15 years?" Su Ming looked at it solemnly. Looking at Nangong Hen, this is his ultimate goal of coming here mountain valley!
Nangong Hen looks bitter, and after a moment of silence, slowly to open mouth.
"Fifteen years ago, three months after Venerable Mo disappeared ..." Nangong Hen just said here, suddenly, the little snake on the shoulder of Su Ming raised his head violently, and the closed both eyes opened and closed suddenly, revealing At the same time, Hanguang gave a roar of sharp, and his eyes showed fierceness. What he saw was this mountain valley, a closed cave abode!