Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 555: Sima Xin ！
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The choice of each tribe is different. The choice of Tamu Clan is to decisively give up the possibility of gaining tribal freedom in life after perceiving that Su Ming arm cannot be obtained.
The stubbornness of the blood department made them choose sacrifice, use their sacrifice, and use their only death to express their struggle for this fate, send Su Ming to nature, leaving a ray of Outer World remaining tribes, Perhaps the incense can continue.
And the Ghost Platform department, in such a transaction, with the life of the entire tribesmen, begged Su Ming, while kneeling, hoping to get the Su Ming arm.
They are unwilling to consider whether Su Ming can successfully kill Sima Xin. They are afraid that even if Sima Xin is really dead, before death, it is enough to make all the people who are savage be destroyed.
They are even more afraid. Su Ming died in the hands of Sima Xin. As a result, the fate of the Ghost Platform department waiting for them will be even more miserable.
They only want freedom once, in accordance with Order of Sima Xin, and extremities of Su Ming in exchange for freedom.
Looking at everyone in the Ghost Platform department, Su Ming thought of Second Senior Brother ...
In his silence, the other party said that he knew the location of Lei Chen, and it also had a great shock to Su Ming.
"Freedom, you have to master it yourself, you will really get it." After a while, Su Ming calm to open mouth.
"Please adults, we just want freedom, I ..." Ghost Platform's Patriarch bitterly looked at Su Ming. He also knew that this requirement was too much, but he couldn't think of a better way.
Su Ming did n’t care about the Ghost Platform tribe. If the opponent did n’t shoot, he would n’t kill him. He walked towards sky, his right hand raised, and the purple light of long spear flashed.
"Adult !!!" Then the Ghost Platform family Patriarch stood up. There was a cry to Su Ming, and there were tears in his eyes. Sad look.
"I beg you, pity the children of my ministry, they are still young, but their bodies also have Barbarian Thread of Sima Xin, they have no future, my Ghost Platform ministry is outside, and there is no tribesmen, all here, or Die, or numbness survives.
I beg you. Help us. This grace, I will never forget the Ghost Platform Department! ! "
"Adult, my Ghost Platform ministry had some frictions with you many years ago, but this is a thing of the past, and now we have only these people in our ministry. We can not go out, but I hope that the children of the tribe and those in their prime, they can get Freedom allows me to continue the Ghost Platform department! "
The Patriarch voice of the Ghost Platform department is mournful, and worships to Su Ming, all the Ghost Platform family tribesmen behind him, in the silence, one by one bitter kowtow, with a cry. .
The cry of the child came. The old man's tears shed, and the women shed tears silently.
Su Ming's footsteps in the air, continue to sky, the purple long spear in his hand is more intense, the killing intent for Sima Xin in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.
This game in the mouth of Sima Xin. Let Su Ming withstand the test of human nature, let him kill is not, not to kill ... not even!
Sometimes, making choices is difficult, but even more difficult is making no choice!
At the sight of Su Ming raising his right hand long spear, when he was about to blow off the sky of the sixth floor, on the ground, the sound of despair of Patriarch of the Ghost Platform department whirled, the words cry blood!
"Sir, this sixth floor is not below, Sima Xin controls my life in this sky, if this sky collapses, we will all die immediately, everyone, all tribesmen, all will be the moment you break this sky , Die in front of you.
This is our life ... "
Su Ming is silent, his gunpoint has touched the barrier of the sky, the breath of life-melt is integrated into the sky, and there is a touch of Ghost Platform Tribe in the sky.
Here, as the other party said, if the sky is broken, they will die with it.
"Sima Xin, you used Bai Su to try to break my state of mind, so as to plant your barbarism ... Now the method changes, with all kinds of Heavenly Gate, let me hesitate and achieve a similar effect." Su Ming closed his eyes , But the long spear in his hand, after this meal, suddenly shot into the sky!
The roar from this gun, Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering, caused the sky to appear with a series of fine cracks, and even after those cracks were connected to each other, fragments were formed. In this roaring sound, in Su Ming At the point of the gun, burst suddenly!
"Sometimes, death is a kind of freedom ..." Su Ming closed his eyes, under him, those Ghost Platform Tribe who bowed down, now with the tearing of sky, shaking one by one, the body suddenly burst A large number of red lines exploded inside the body. With the death, the red lines condensed in the air, and a vague figure was formed.
This figure looks somewhat similar to Sima Xin.
He looked at Su Ming and suddenly laughed. His laughter was so soft that when he heard it, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"You really are a kind of person with me. I had planned that if you really gave them arms, then I would also give them freedom as promised, but this freedom is death!
Because I also think that sometimes death is freedom!
You are very good, very good ... I am waiting for you on the nine layers, there are two floors, you have to be faster, otherwise, you will face the same choice when you encounter Bai Su ... I see you are here At that time, how would you choose! "
At the time this word came out, the blurry figure of the bloodshots suddenly spread out, and the bloodshots turned into blood water one by one, and scattered earth on, Su Ming In the eyes killing intent A flash, for Sima Xin The killing idea became a strong existence in his life now.
He turned around silently and stepped to the seventh floor!
The monstrous killing, fighting for days in this seventh floor, all this is because the moment when you stepped into the seventh floor in Su Ming, the entire seventh floor echoed, a sentence of Sima Xin.
"If he walks to the eighth floor, you wait for all to die!"
The killing started. There were no words, some were heavy breathing, some were endless supernatural powers, Su Ming surrounded by five hundred Barbarian Clan, from these five hundred people around him, he felt a cold and malevolent aura.
The five hundred Barbarian Clan are not ordinary people, each of them has good cultivation practices, and more abundant killing experience. They are Sky Cold blades that guard the southern Xinjiang!
Their killing was not for freedom, but for ... fighting to death!
Either kill them or be killed by them, and be able to fight against the strong and die, it is a glory that is nobler than life for them!
Su Ming looked at them, and when his right hand was lifted, long spear roared, and his body started to walk at a speed. Wherever he passed, there were four killings. These people did not resist, they only used their full strength to kill with magical powers, and even more After being injured, it is the same as self-destruction.
The malevolent aura, which was raised by these five hundred people, made Su Ming silent when facing it.
Until he closed his eyes, until the armor on his body turned into countless purple filaments, these filaments burst out towards the surroundings, there were no screams, some were just a silent smile and a relief Trance.
Su Ming I do n’t know how long it has passed, maybe it ’s half-scented incense, maybe more, until the sound of roaring and fighting around him dissipated, until the ground was sticky, and when he opened his eyes, a purple line came back. When the armor was formed outside his body again, there was only one body trembling in front of him, but his teeth were not falling.
This is an old man. His hair is huā white, and there is blood on the corners of his mouth. He looks at Su Ming without a grudge on his face but a smile.
"Kill me, do n’t let the old man die under the squalid Barbarian Thread of Sima Xiaoer, old man Hao Tiansen, use your soul-absorbing gun to **** the old man ’s soul into War Soul and help you with Sima Peer fights! "
The old man ’s voice was like thunder, and the sound of Su Ming showed respect. The long spear shook his right hand. When he walked past the old man, he took away his soul!
With long spear in hand, on this Bury Yin gun, there are now five hundred extremely sharp War Soul surrounds, one by one without a shrill roar, some are only silent silence, and the terrible killing that will erupt in silence.
With Su Ming, in his galloping body, toward sky, toward the sky leading to the eighth floor, hurried away, when the sound of shakes the heavens rumbling echoed, the sky on the seventh floor was torn apart A crack, Su Ming rushed into a purple shadow, and with the five hundred souls, rushed to the eighth floor! !
The eighth floor of Heavenly Gate!
Where is Sky Cold Great Tribe!
But the moment Su Ming stepped into the eighth floor, his both eyes shrank suddenly.
This is a desolate world, this is a world with no signs of life, the sky here is gray, and the earth here is also gray ...
The people here are also ... gray! !
The gray one is both eyes, the broken one is the body, and there is no trace of life. In this world, all people with gray both eyes ...
Or, it ca n’t be called a person. Looking at Su Ming, this area belongs to Sky Cold Great Tribe, there is a ruin on the ground. In that ruin, there are countless corpses, or that these are not corpses, because They opened their eyes, gray eyes.
There is no breathing, no fluctuations in cultivation, in this silent world, this scene seen by Su Ming is full of indescribable strangeness, those with open eyes, male and female, old and young, all They all lie quietly on the ground, seeming to be asleep ... They have one thing in common, no left hand!
Everyone's left hand is gone.
On the gray sky, there is a big cone-shaped stone. The stone platform is very wide. There is a person sitting cross-legged on it. This person looks at Su Ming and has a demon smile on his face.
This cone-shaped stone platform may be Heavenly Gate No. nine layers, because the person sitting cross-legged on it, Su Ming recognized at a glance, it was ... Sima Xin!