Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 709: Dark Awakening!
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Besides Eastern Wasteland Tower, there are more and more people in Barbarian Clan. When Xuesha and other people also arrive, they will look around. The Barbarian Clan around Eastern Wasteland Tower is no less than hundreds of thousands.
There are more Barbarian Clans, galloping around the horizon.
Hundreds of thousands of people ’s breathing and fanaticism have formed a momentum of Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering. This momentum of the stars generally surrounds the Eastern Wasteland Tower, and a burst of madness is enough to shock any ethnic group.
The source of this madness is their bloodline, and the source of this bloodline madness is the ninth aura of the sky blood color, and the clear comprehension of Su Ming contained in the aura is the surplus of Barbarian God The enlightenment can't resist, and the desire to collapse with it.
This thought haunts the entire Barbarian Clan earth, even if it is restored to the blue sky, but actually in the shadowy fog of vortex, at this moment, because of the ninth aura of Su Ming, it excited the roar of excitement.
The sound of the roar echoed, and some fierce things seemed to break out of the mist, wandering on the edge, but restrained themselves, without really rushing into Barbarian Clan.
In the mist, the three old voices from the depths were roaring now.
"It's the breath of that little guy, yes, it's his breath ... this generation of Barbarian God breath!"
"Blood delirium, such an amazing killing intention, I seem to be able to see the **** world that exists in this delirium, what a beautiful world ..."
"I like this little guy, I like people who have such grievances. I knew he was like this. I would n’t let those **** fairy clan take him away and take him to the dying Sacred Land. Will become one of my sons in the world of Yin and Death! "
Just as the three voices roared, they were older than them, and they were deeper in the mist of death, and the extremely domineering thoughts came from the tumultuous rolling mist, and they were facing hard. The three consciousnesses pressed.
"Shut up for Lao Tzu!"
This old voice reveals a malevolent aura, while echoing. Immediately made the three gods suddenly silent.
"I felt a familiar wave in him, that was the wave we had agreed with Lie Shanxiu in the Yin and Death Realm that year! That was the calling agreement between Wicked Spirit Clan Lingwei and Mi Shi Clan Guisha.
The fluctuation is not so strong now. The three of you always observe it. When the fluctuation is so strong that it can be summoned, you must bring him to see the old man immediately. The mission of the dead world, he helped us find the way to Fifth True World, and we have to have two ethnic groups. Listen to commands that can induce fluctuations for life.
However, Lie Shanxiu did not say that it would be a person who caused the fluctuation. It is the meaning of the entire Barbarian Clan collection, but there are some discrepancies here, but no matter what. Over the years, after the departure of Lie Shanxiu, only this person has posted the fluctuation of the summoning covenant. Then ... it's him! "
The mist of yin and dying rolls violently with the voice of the old man. At its deepest point, there are two vortexs in the mist. The two vortexs are still and hidden in the mist. Now they are looming when the mist rolls. You can vaguely see that there is a piece of continent in one of the still vortexs.
The land of continent is black, even sky is dark. Only the red lightning that has been crossed from sky sometimes can make this world shine more clearly, and people can see slightly that on the earth, there are 100,000 people wearing black armor sitting cross-legged.
These people have their eyes closed and seem to have slept for years, and their bodies are about three feet tall. All the faces are grimace, like a mask.
The breath from them, if Su Ming is here, you can immediately feel clearly that it is in the first eight layers of Eastern Wasteland Tower. Master the breath of Wicked Spirit Clan.
Two still vortexs, the other one inside. It is also a earth, but the color of earth is crimson, so is sky, but there are black lightnings sometimes appearing, leaving earth in the dark, there are also 100,000 people sitting cross-legged on the ground, they are wearing red armor It can be seen in eyes closed that each of them is skinny and skinny, and there are bursts of red awns around them, which looks quite strange.
They are Mi Shi Clan!
Since the ages, the warriors of these two groups have always been silent here and have been sleeping, waiting for the appearance of people who can summon them to wake up. In that Barbarian Clan earth bloody glow reverberates, bloody glow of Eastern Wasteland Tower nine layers disperses the will of Su Ming In the blink of an eye, the two hundred thousand warriors in these two vortex, their both eyes at that moment, simultaneously shook and seemed to open.
It ’s just that the summons from the appointment are very weak, so their both eyes closed again after a flicker.
In the heaven and earth of Barbarian Clan, the halo of Eastern Wasteland Tower swept through the room. Among the hundreds of thousands or more of Barbarian Clan fanatic worship, the center of the first floor of Eastern Wasteland Tower, golden light flashing room, Su Ming figure appeared.
His body is full of malevolent aura. For clear comprehension, whose heart is not dead, for his desire for autumn, Su Ming has left earth-shaking changes in his body after leaving the nine layers tower.
This change has no outside interference, no other existence to guide, this is born in Su Ming consciousness, belongs to his own clear comprehension.
"Autumn colors ..." Su Ming licked his lips, and the evil awn was exposed in both eyes, and walked slowly to the front of the Slaughter Sword. As he approached, the Slaughter Sword shivered immediately, as if feeling When something went wrong with Su Ming, I felt that today's Su Ming is a different person than before.
The grief from Su Ming is far beyond the Slaughter Sword, which makes this sword tremble and mourn.
Su Ming raised his right hand, slowly, holding it by the hilt of the sword.
"Finally ask you a question, will you not worship me!"
The Slaughter Sword trembles violently in the hands of Su Ming, and a blue awn emerges between the flashes of golden light, turning into a blue villain. The villain is extremely weak, and after revealing it, he looks at Su Ming with fear , It clearly noticed that although the Su Ming at this moment does not seem to be extremely powerful, but there was a breath of trembling even from it, this breath, like the people in front of it awakened some unknown ...
"Master Sword, you should like killing, but all killings are for death, all killings must worship death, and I ... represent death." Su Ming slowly to open mouth, his soul at this moment , Seems to have sublimated, so that the trembling awakening breath of this sword became stronger at this moment.
At the same time, in the starry sky of the Immortals, there exist countless land areas in the center, surrounded by layers, where the body of Su Ming is, a breath of death burst out of the meat of Su Ming This burst of breath immediately let the Su Ming's flesh penetrate deep into the body, and simultaneously raised some, seeming to suppress the roar of this momentum in his body.
All the powerful people of the whole fairy family, at this moment, all the hearts were shocked, and the Changhong galloped, the Formation transmission rooms, simultaneously rushed towards the place where the Su Ming body was stored.
"Awakening of the Nether ... This is the Awakening of the Nether !!!" A white-haired old man, with a look of fear, stepped into teleportation formation in one step.
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