Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 268: Lizard Shaman Tribe!

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Shaman Clan old people know that young people like Heaven's chosen will never sneak into Land of Shamans. Once such a person is damaged, it is also a heavy injury for Barbarian Clan.

"I have heard the witch of the South Great Shaman Elder from the beginning. In Barbarian Clan, there are some very excellent Heaven's chosen. They are fully cultivated and are called the people who are most likely to become Fourth God of Barbarians!

That Bai Chang was said to be one of such Heaven's chosens at the time, but he was excluded due to accidents, so that those who are excluded have such terrible cultivation and combat power.

Not to mention those Heaven's chosens in this sequence, this one must be one of them! "The old man of Shaman Clan is extremely sure of his judgment. He has seen some Barbarian Clan, and no one is like Su Ming. At the same time, he has so many supernatural powers magical technique and even more Wisp of Soul protection.

If someone like Heaven's chosen tells the old Shaman Clan that this person is not in the Barbarian God sequence, he will not believe it!

"If this person can be refined into Shaman Spirit of my lizard Shaman Tribe and dedicated to the southern Great Shaman Elder, then my status in Shaman Temple should be improved a lot!"

At the same time that the thoughts of the Shaman Clan old man's mind were turning, his body galloped retreat, both eyes was shining brightly, staring at the white armor figure walking in the air.

This old man's expression is unprecedentedly dignified. For Bai Changzai's name, he can say that it is thunderous. All kinds of rumors about this person have been spread for many years in the tribes where Shaman Clan is near the edge of Sky Mist barrier.

Su Ming was in midair, sitting cross-legged and immediately floating, took out most of the medicinal stone, and immediately put it in the entrance. His both eyes coldly indifferent stared at the Shaman Clan old man and flashed slightly.

He is thinking about taking this opportunity to escape immediately, to get more time, to avoid the chase of the old man, or to stay, to see if there is any chance that he can dissipate in Senior Uncle Wisp of Soul Before, together with this Shaman Clan old man heavy injury.

"If Senior Uncle comes in person, this Shaman Clan old man will certainly die, but it is only Wisp of Soul ... When Bai Senior Uncle sent me the scales transformed by Wisp of Soul, he said that this thing can play a protective role.

It seems that the meaning of this protection is to hold down strong enemies and give me enough time to escape quickly ... "

Su Ming's eyes are glittering.

"The appointment with the Master ... I ’m afraid it ca n’t be completed ... There is only one day left. With my current injury and the killing of this person, it must be difficult to get back to the Master alive.

Not so ... "The raise the head, a fierce Su Ming, has a definite and decisive look. He looked back at the distant heaven and earth, that direction, where he came, where Sky Mist barrier was, and also in that direction, His master is waiting.

Su Ming never thought that the appearance of Master Ziyi, with all of his experience, eventually turned into a parting, things changed too fast, so quickly that he had not had time to prepare.

He is in the cave abode of the Nine Peaks, and the fusion of He Feng and Wings of the Moon continues. If Su Ming does not return for a long time, then He Feng will definitely suffer from the mania that cannot be calmed.

There is also Zi Che guarding his cave abode, waiting for his orders.

There is also Second Senior Brother's raise the head looking at sky, which makes the sun shine on his side smile, and Third Senior Brother's hank smile and words that make him feel very smart.

There was also silent care, which was given to First Senior Brother, a treasure of self-defense.

There is also a Master ... Maybe, I wo n’t see it again, maybe, I will meet again, I do n’t know what year and month ...

There is also Bai Su, a woman resembling Bai Ling (White Spirit), Su Ming does not need to appear because of it, and with the signs of Heart Transformation, he can choose to cut, choose to fight, choose to forget.

All these things made Su Ming silent. Before his eyes, before the white Split Dawn was killed, there was a panic, stunned there, holding a rough bow and arrow in his hand, staring blankly at his That teenager.

"One soft heart, one error, the price paid ... is so huge.

"Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened it again, he saw Wisp of Soul in white Senior Uncle, and he had approached the old Shaman Clan in the distance.

The white armor radiates curls of white silk all over the body, drifting toward sky. When it is completely dispersed, this figure will disappear.

This Su Ming knows, the old Shaman Clan also knows that his body gallops retreat, it is to delay the time, but his speed is fast, but after all, the chest has been almost died of heavy injury, while the speed between retreat is slightly slower, White Senior Uncle's figure suddenly approached like lightning.

The distance between the two is not reduced by the retreat of the old Shaman Clan, but is getting closer and closer. At the moment when Su Ming opened his eyes, the distance between the two was already less than tens of feet.

The both eyes in the Avatar armor of the white Senior Uncle carried the coldly indifferent and lifted it with a palm, across the tens of feet of the void, toward the old Shaman Clan old man who had to escape from retreat and procrastinating, and suddenly fell.

At the moment when the palm fell, the pupil of the Shaman Clan old man both eyes contracted again, and a huge crisis suddenly came to him. At this moment, his body stopped suddenly, his hands raised, and he roared towards Bai Changzai's Wisp of Soul phantom Press go.

At the same time, on this Shaman Clan old man, visible to the naked eye, can see countless scales suddenly covering the whole body, making its figure look like a beast, the scales are very dark, an eerie breath , Bursting out on him.

The moment his hands became claws, he would touch Bai Changzai ’s Wisp of Soul phantom in the air, the Su Ming on sky, and its both eyes flashed sharply, and his right hand lifted a finger that was still floating in mid-air Seizing Spirit Pill!

Under this finger, despite the crack, the Seizing Spirit Pill burst into a strange glare again, and even inside the medicinal stone, an eye-like double pupil appeared. At the same time with a dazzling feeling, he looked fiercely at the old Shaman Clan.

With the emergence of the faint light, with the power of distracting the mind, with the double pupils that appeared after absorbing some of the minds of the Shaman Clan old man, the hands raised by the Shaman Clan old man have There was a pause.

This pause was not caused by his will. Even if it was just a pause at this moment, even this pause, even Su Ming could not seize the opportunity to get a counterattack, fairy ...

White is always OK!

A roar of shakes the heavens suddenly came out. With the layers of corrugated spread, under that roar, the gust of wind reversed, and the countless trees of earth collapsed more, and even the ground even cracked.

Bai Chang shook slightly at Wisp of Soul phantom and took a step back. The white silk on his body dissipated faster, but compared with it, the old Shaman Clan can only be described as tragic.

Blood flesh and blood in his hands, a large number of scales shattered off, and his hands looked like a layer of skin was pulled off, revealing the flesh and blood muscles under him, his chest that had just recovered, collapsed again, a lot of blood From his mouth, he continued to squirt, his body rolled backwards, the pedals continued to recede for dozens of feet, and then he barely stopped. Between raise the head, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and the look was embarrassed. There was a monstrous anger in both eyes .

Roared up to the sky and heard from his mouth that this Shaman Clan old man ’s clothes had been shattered into pieces, and there was not much left. The thin body seemed to contain great power, its angry face, and the roaring roar , People are shocked, inevitably shocked.

"Small miscellaneous, wait for Bai Changjing ’s Wisp of Soul to dissipate, you see how the old man will make you alive to Shaman Spirit !, Shaman Clan old man is obviously angry to the extreme, if there is no sudden attack of Su Ming, this time to fight , He will definitely not hurt to such a degree.

Hate on Su Ming is already monstrous, because this is not the first time, this is the second time!

During the roar of the old man, Bai Changzai's figure coldly indifferent stepped away again and quickly approached the old man of Shaman Clan. Su Ming looked at this in the distant sky. His eyes were calm and he could not afford the slightest waves .

He still has no last resort, that is the power of his Barbarian Mark!

The power of Barbarian Mark may not be strong for the old Shaman Clan, but Su Ming believes that if the timing is clever, his Barbarian Mark may be the last one to crush the other party, even if it is only light in grass. Divide strength.

As Bai Changzai's figure approaches again, the old Shaman Clan can no longer retreat. He not only has to fight against this Bai Changzai's Wisp of Soul, but also pays attention to the shots of Su Ming, which makes him look terrible and growl there. Kneeling down suddenly on earth.

When he knelt down, his **** hands pressed earth violently, his head raised, and both eyes showed a sinister meaning. He was not kneeling on both legs, but on one leg, his left leg stretched back Straight, it looks very strange at the same time, as if using the body to put on a beast shape.

Almost at the moment he just made it like this, the endless jungle on this vast earth, there was a moment of silence. The leaves do not move, the wind does not move, and all the black beasts in it are all at this moment, seemingly completely silent.

An eerie breath far beyond the old man ’s body suddenly came suddenly from all directions. With this evil eerie breath, it was almost audible and chewy. A gasping breath.

Su Ming ’s mind was shocked, he looked at earth suddenly, and his expression immediately became dignified. As his consciousness spread, he took a deep breath. This evil and spooky breath came from within this jungle Every big tree, every leaf, every inch of mud, even every bird and beast, every piece of rotten beast bone buried under the mud, emanates from every corner of the whole jungle .

At this moment, it is like this whole jungle, blending with this Shaman Clan old man!

"totem of Shaman Tribe, Holy Beast of Shaman Tribe, the **** of the great monitor lizard, I am your servant, summon you ... come down to this world that belongs to you, spit your anger and will offend you 'S enemies, burned within Huangquan ... "