Two completely different people, two completely different names, two completely different lives.
Just like two lines that will never touch each other, even if they go in the same direction, they will never touch. This is Su Ming and Sima Xin before this battle with the Tianhan Sect.
Even when the two of them first took action, there was no such strange similarity that even outsiders could see. But as the two of them took action, gradually, it can be said that they were the last to discover this.
As the onlookers around watched the battle continue, the similar feeling became stronger and stronger.
A thunder and lightning, and a piece of ice, look different, but one has lightning traveling all over the body, and the other has ice and snow wrapped around the body. Maybe just like this, there is no similarity, but then, when the small cyan sword and the ice
With the touch of the gun, and the appearance of the god general's black armor and crystal clear ice armor, this similar feeling has already begun to sprout.
When Sima Xin took out the round bottle and released the wolf transformed from the soul of the weapon spirit, which was very rare and could never be obtained by ordinary people, the moment the breeze flew out of Su Ming's body, this similar feeling
It feels like it has reached a certain height in an instant.
The peak of this similarity was when Su Ming took out the Soul Seizing Powder and Sima Xin released the strange stick insect from his mouth. Facing these two different magical objects, the two of them had somewhat similar expressions.
The breath, at that moment, seemed to fuse all the previous similarities together, and completely exploded, creating a... similarity that even outsiders could detect!
The sound of the bell echoed around. At this moment, the dark stick insect, which was only the size of a finger, rolled back, but its retreat speed was obviously much slower, and it even swayed, as if it had just been hit.
, because its speed was too fast, and the echo of the Hanshan Bell set off a rebound that it could barely bear.
Seeing the stick insect rewinding and retreating, seeing it seem to recover in just a few breaths, this scene moved Su Ming. He suppressed other thoughts. He knew the power of the Hanshan Bell, especially this.
Even he couldn't bear the impact and rebound, but this strange snake showed signs of recovery.
A light flashed in Su Ming's eyes. He knew that he could not let the snake recover, otherwise, this thing alone would have a great impact on him. Almost at the moment when the little snake retreated, Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed towards the little snake.
Snake pointed, and at the same time, he took a big step forward.
After taking this step, his body immediately stood above the retreating little snake. Then in Su Ming's hands, the Hanshan Bell transformed like a bell, like a huge cover, and went straight to cover the little snake.
past.
In the distance, Sima Xin, under the power of the spirit-seizing powder, had to cut off part of his blood shadow. His face was pale at the moment. Although he did not spurt out blood like Su Ming, he was obviously weak.
But seeing Su Ming's actions, Sima Xin's eyes immediately showed anger.
He galloped forward, growling from his mouth, and moved his right hand towards the back to grab the void. Immediately, the colorful mountain floating in the distance suddenly burst out with dazzling colorful light. The girl on the colorful mountain was screaming in surprise at this moment.
He quickly flew back and there was a floating ribbon under his feet, supporting his body.
After fighting with Su Ming so far, Sima Xin finally used his most powerful magic weapon, Colorful Mountain!
"Su Ming, you dare to touch my precious snake!" Sima Xin's expression was ferocious. He grabbed hold of the void with his right hand. In the light of the colorful mountain, the red light suddenly brightened up from the other colored lights. It was like being pulled out of the colorful mountain.
Please come out, and as its light shines, the colorful mountain seems to have only this one color.
"Barbarian God Transformation, Colorful Refining, Crimson Style!" Veins bulged on Sima Xin's face, and his body turned red in an instant, especially his right hand. At this moment, the five claws were bent, and the red and monstrous colors were floating toward him.
The colorful mountain filled with red light was snatched away from the air.
With this grab, the red light of the colorful mountain (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar, Ergen Book Fans official yy: 3943) immediately became like a boiling mist, changing in light and dark. Suddenly, the mountain buzzed, and a large area of red light appeared.
Looking from a distance, Mang looked like it was directly sucked away by Sima Xin's right hand, and a large amount of it condensed in Sima Xin's right hand, suddenly turning into a red long sword.
The sword was seven feet long, and its entire body seemed to be stained with blood. It also revealed an astonishing sadness. Sima Xin took it in his hand and slashed at Su Ming!
Under this slash, the surrounding world seemed to be darkened, and a sense of oppression suddenly spread. Everyone around felt a sense of suffocation even at this moment, as if the new strike of this sword had sucked away all the potential in this place.
The breath of breath.
A sadness that is enough to affect emotions spreads in all directions with this sword.
"I didn't do anything before I was born..." A sad word murmured from the mouth of Sima Xin, who was dancing with the sword. His expression seemed to melt with the sword. In one sentence, one sword strike!
The moment the sword fell, Han Cangzi on the third peak immediately turned pale, and the pretty oval-shaped woman next to him also took a deep breath. He actually used the Barbarian God Transformation!"
On the fourth peak, Zuojiao, who was wearing a red robe, narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene.
"It seems that he has already understood the first form of this barbarian god's transformation."
Anyone who understands the meaning of this sword on each mountain peak is staring away at this moment. On the ninth peak, Tian Xiezi didn’t know when he had his hands on it.
There was an extra gourd, I put it to my mouth and took a sip, shaking my head with contempt in my eyes.
"The Barbarian God Transformation... is also worthy of the transformation! One day, the world will see what the real Barbarian God Transformation is! However, this magical power was used by Sima Boy, but it also has some transformations of its own.
He..." Tian Xiezi didn't seem to care about how Su Ming faced that stunning sword at this moment, but drank wine and said words that no one else could hear except himself.
It seems that he has confidence that Su Ming can resist this sword!
Also on the ninth peak, the second senior brother, who was bent over and planting several flowers and plants on the ice, paused with his right hand holding the flowers and plants, and looked up at the world in the distance.
"Junior brother, this is a rare opportunity... the Barbarian God Transformation... the most powerful technique created by Tianhan Sect! When people paint, they first copy, and then create their own." The second senior brother stared into the distance and murmured to himself.
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Under the Tianmen, in the center of the nine peaks of the Earth Han Sect, the battle between Su Ming and Sima Xin has attracted the attention of more people around, especially when Sima Xin launched the Barbarian God Transformation, drawing out the red light from the colorful mountain, transforming into
When he made a blood-stained sword and slashed his bow, the battle reached its peak in an instant.
The red light of the sword roared with a strange sound, like countless people crying. The sounds condensed together and became the sound of the red sword as it slashed through the sky.
Su Ming's expression was calm and solemn. He had long known how powerful Sima Xin was. Although he was different now from before, there was still some distance between him and Sima Xin.
Not to mention anything else, just Sima Xin's sword at the moment made Su Ming feel unable to resist. The words Sima Xin muttered echoed in his ears, blending with the sword. This sword seemed to
It contained a change of heaven and earth, a change that far exceeded Su Ming's understanding.
It was this change that turned decay into something magical (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar, Ergen Book Fan Official YY: 3943), turning this ordinary sword-cutting action into something that Su Ming could not resist today.
Not to mention the sword itself, it is a treasure transformed from Sima Xin's Colorful Mountain. It has great power in itself, and when combined with this barbarian god's supernatural power, the power formed is, under Su Ming's momentary analysis,
, this sword is enough to kill all the barbarians under the sacrifice of bones.
Even a strong man in the bone sacrificial realm would find it difficult to resist this sword, but Su Ming's cultivation was not a bone sacrificial one, so he could only analyze it but not be sure.
The moment the sword came, Su Ming's eyes flickered. He knew that only the Hanshan Bell might be able to fight against this sword, but if he used the Hanshan Bell to fight against it at this moment, he would not be able to cover the person who was about to recover.
Stickworm.
If the stick insect regains its speed and clarity, Su Ming will be completely passive in this battle. However, if he does not let go of the stick insect, Su Ming's pupils will shrink in the face of Sima Xin's sword.
, he sighed secretly, and was about to choose to give up on the stick insect that made him feel very strange, but at this moment, Su Ming's eyes flashed.
He looked at the sword slashing in the sky. The speed of the sword slowed down in an extremely strange way. This slowness was extremely sudden and even more strange. It was as if the people around him were not aware of the slowness of the sword. When Su Ming
When he subconsciously looked around, he suddenly discovered that everything in the world around him slowed down at the same time.
It was as if a force came silently and controlled the flow of time here at this moment.
"This is created by the teacher. After a kind of creation reaches a certain level, due to different cultivation, it produces a kind of change." It is similar to Jie Kong, but it is different. It seems to be a momentary thing to outsiders, but in the eyes of outsiders,
In your current state, you can slow down a lot.
You have enough time to remember this sword and understand the changes in this sword... find it out, and then take Sima Xiaoer's sword in an open and honest manner."
Su Ming looked a little strange. He looked at the people around him whose movements were slowed down countless times. He looked at the crimson sword emitting red light in the air and then slowly slashed it down.
He didn't know how Tian Xiezi did it, but he thought it would take a lot of courage to do it in Tianhan Sect with so many people paying attention.
Su Ming's heart felt warmer for his master's kindness, and he felt more at home on the ninth peak.
He knew that this was not the time to feel emotional. Looking at the red sword that was slowly cutting down from the sky, Su Ming's eyes gradually became hollow... He raised his right hand and used his index finger as a pen, as if to outline the meaning of the sword.