Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 262: Junior
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Land of Shamans and sky are vast, and it is not very far from Sky Mist barrier. It belongs to the edge of Land of Shamans. It is full of blood and the wind blows between the world and it is always difficult to dispel the smell of blood here.
A huge golden Great Roc floats on sky. Around it, there are hundreds of Ferocious Beast lying down, and dare not move, as if waiting for the instructions of Golden Roc.
Golden Roc has closed eyes, and on its back, there is also an old man with closed eyes, sitting cross-legged, a purple dress in the wind, like dry blood.
Tian Xie Zi has been waiting here for a day and a half, and he will wait another day and a half to wait for the return of his fourth disciple and Su Ming.
This is a trial and a test of Su Ming.
"For the first time in Heart Transformation, whether you have spent it or not, you will still be my disciple. As long as you live, one day, you will have the chance to spend Heart Transformation.
But ... the battle of Sky Mist Shaman Hunt, often the dead go, the souls return ... "Tian Xie Zi murmured and opened his eyes.
"I do n’t worry about your Heart Transformation. Although I do n’t know what happened to you, but for the first time Heart Transformation, I have confidence in you ... especially after seeing him make a bad job in your heart, There should be relief.
What I worry about is that ... despite your fierce character, you have no attribution to South Morning, and you do n’t have enough understanding of Shaman Clan hatred, there will be some ... soft heart. "Tian Xie Zi both eyes is free of cruelty, but calm.
Looking into the distance, watching silently.
If you follow Tian Xie Zi's gaze and endless extensions, there is a hill in the endless earth jungle, a day and a half away from here.
Su Ming stood on the hill, he did n’t look back to see the teenager not far behind the mountain behind him. This teenager was like the children of the second and third floors of Blood Condensation in his tribe. Although he was also Shaman Clan, Su Ming could n’t give up.
In the silence, Su Ming's chest came with severe pain, blood still infiltrated, and the nail knife stabbed. Brought a certain injury to Su Ming.
If he had avoided it in the first place, this knife would pierce his heart.
Remove the nail knife. Su Ming while leaving this hill. His left hand was raised, towards the pale face. It was only now that I was awakened from panic. The young man who turned around and ran away quickly.
A whiff of wind screamed and caught up with the running young man. He fell on his body and suddenly split into two strands, one rushed diagonally to the side tree, and one opened his mouth. The young viper rushed out of a green viper without any notice. The snake's head exploded directly and fell to the ground.
Another index wind fell on this young man. The young man shivered and fell to the ground. eyes closed passed out in a coma.
This kind of manipulation that splits the finger wind can only be done by Awakened, and Su Ming has reached a very subtle level.
"I can't kill you, but I can't let you go back and expose my whereabouts." Su Ming shook his body, left the hill, and went straight to the original path.
It took more than a day to hunt down this road. After this moment, Su Ming did not rest in place, but at the fastest speed, according to the three days that the master said, within three days go back.
On this unfamiliar earth, within the Shaman Clan range of this crisis, Su Ming is extremely cautious. He knows that the teenager should be killed, but he ... still chose to coma.
As Su Ming went away, after the semi-column incense, the teenager suddenly shivered, as if there was a strange power coming out of thin air, let him wake up early!
The teenager opened both eyes fiercely, and first touched his body, and found that he was not injured. After seeing the viper that had lost his head next to him, he had a brief meal.
But the shortness of this meal quickly dissipated. The young man looked at the hill, his young face, no longer dull, but replaced by a brutal and hatred.
He quickly climbed up, spreading all his speed, ran to the place where his tribe was, and ran all the way. He did n’t pause at all. During the running, he bit his tongue and spouted a bit of blood, both eyes closed When he opened quickly, the blood he had spewed out immediately turned into a **** bird.
The bird flapped its wings, and at an amazing speed, went straight to the distance and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
After half an hour, not far away from here, the trees in the jungle were cut down and built into a wall, the silt on the ground was filled, and the hòu was solidified, and even in the distance, there was a large area of land that was planted A lot of things that seem to be eatable.
In the village, there were bursts of laughter and laughter. Around the time, some big Shaman Clan guys were seen, their faces twitching, and they were alertly patrolling, but when they saw the red bird flying suddenly in the jungle, it was One by one the look changed immediately.
The red bird went straight to the stockade, rushed into it instantly, and got into a house in the stockade.
There was an old man sitting cross-legged in the house. The old man was half-length **, with animal skin wrapped around his waist, and a small tripod in front of him, with some weeds burning in it, emitting bursts of threads of smoke, those threads of smoke was sucked into his seven tricks under the old man's eyes closed toss, and then radiated from the sweat pores of the whole body, forming a twisted hazy feeling.
Behind him, there are two Shaman Clan girls, who are very beautiful, kneeling aside, holding a fan composed of large leaves in their hands, and fanning gently.
The wind blowing out was very slight, unable to blow threads of smoke's dancing, and the whole room was silent.
But when the red bird suddenly rushed in, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. In one of his both eyes, there were four pupils!
When the old man opened, the red bird immediately flew and fell in front of him, slammed into a blood mist, and was drawn into the Qiqiao by the old man. Moving, it seemed that a picture appeared in front of him out of thin air, allowing him to see everything clearly.
"Barbarian Clan ..." A cruel bloodthirsty smile appeared on the old man's face, and his tongue licked the corner of his mouth. The tongue came out. If anyone with Barbarian Clan saw it, he would be shocked. The length of the old man's tongue Obviously more than ordinary people, like a snake, it seems to be able to lick hair.
In the bloodthirsty and brutal smile, the old man stood up, walked out of the house where he was, stretched out his arms, and gave a low growl to his tribe.
In the roar, the entire tribe immediately calmed down, and everyone looked at the old man.
"Have you smelled it !!"
The old man's words are hoarse, but there is a gloomy expression.
"That is a taste of Barbarian Clan, that taste is the sweetness of the blood of Barbarian Clan ... There is Barbarian Clan in the jungle where our lizards live, he stepped on our earth, and he killed the Shaman Clan warrior!
He disturbed the lizard **** in the jungle!
Kill him, take off his head, hang it outside our tribe, dig out his heart, squeeze out the blood of his heart, that is the blood drink of the strong man alone!
Kill him and put his teeth on our neck as our loot! "With the old man's words, after a brief silence, a crazy roar was raised throughout the tribe.
The roar came from every Shaman Cultivator in this tribe, even from the faces of the children, women, and old men, a brutality could be seen.
The old man took a step forward and turned into a Changhong rushing out of the tribe. Afterwards, there were nearly twenty figures galloping fast, heading straight to the jungle outside the village, and left quickly.
After they left the Zhaizi, they divided into two ways. The old man led a few people and went straight to sky. The rest of them searched for clues in the jungle according to the search technique taught by their grandparents.
Su Ming shuttled through the jungle. He was fast and did not stop at all. His chest no longer permeated with blood, but the pain inside was more severe under this gallop.
Su Ming had considered flying, but the idea was dismissed by him as soon as it appeared. One day and a half away. If you fly, you will inevitably encounter the person of Shaman Clan, in this strange Land of Shamans, this approach, at this moment he It is unwise.
Compared with sky, this jungle is more suitable for Su Ming walking.
During the gallop, time slowly passed. When the next night came, Su Ming sat cross-legged on a big tree, breathing gently.
"According to the distance, you can return to the master at tomorrow night ..." Su Ming touched his mouth, right eye had a **** color, he had n’t suffered such injuries in a long time, this time Shaman Clan OK, Su Ming saw the strangeness of Shaman Clan.
For him, it can be said that it will play a great role in the battle of Sky Mist Shaman Hunt in the next few months, because such a experience who is alone in the Land of Shamans witch hunt can never be owned by everyone.
Breath the air that belongs to this Shaman Clan in this jungle. The feeling of depression that Su Ming just came to this earth seems to have dissipated a lot.
"Unexpectedly ... Master has the Holy Beast of Shaman Clan! Although I do n’t know what Holy Beast is, but this beast can only make the spirit medium collapse with a roar of strength, let this pair of Split Dawn die seriously, let All other Shaman Clan around him died.
This power ... "Su Ming breathes deeply, he thought of what he had seen before, and the other one was Holy Beast!
The sea of clouds in the memory rolled and rolled like black mist, filling a huge Autumn Fish that existed in a range of thousands of miles.
There is also the figure of a girl standing on Autumn Fish.
"White Senior Uncle ... can actually fight against such a Holy Beast? !!!" Su Ming was shocked, and as he heard more and more, he now has a new guess about the cultivation of white Senior Uncle.
Just when Su Ming was immersed in thinking about Master and Bai Senior Uncle, immersed in the powerful shock to Shaman Clan Holy Beast, his both eyes suddenly became dignified, right eye bloody glow flashed suddenly, and the whole body was like a straight bow string , And stepped out of the cross-legged tree.
In the consciousness of Su Ming, he clearly saw that within three hundred feet of his surroundings, there were more than a dozen Shaman Clan figures, with a cruel cruelty, and an excited bloodthirsty, surrounded him towards him The momentum is galloping.
When I saw these people of Shaman Clan, the first picture that appeared in the mind of Su Ming was the boy who was knocked out by his fingers! (To be continued)