The old psychic medium exclaimed, and his expression changed from horrified to shocked in the blink of an eye.
He never thought that the person who was sent by most of the Witch Clan to encircle and suppress him would actually... own a Holy Beast of the Witch Clan!
This kind of holy beast, which even the people from the witch clan could never summon, now appeared in the summons of the barbarian people. The impact on him was like five thunders hitting his head, making his mind roar, except
Shocked and completely blank.
What was so shocking was that, in addition to the old psychic, there was also the pair of extremely beautiful Si Chens. The expressions of these two people changed instantly, revealing expressions of disbelief. This kind of expression could not be seen on these two extremely beautiful men.
, extremely rare.
The two of them and the old psychic medium were both sent here more than ten years ago, with the purpose of waiting for the murderer who would kill in this area every ten years or so.
But now that the factory has arrived at Tian Xiezi, everything was going very smoothly. But at that most critical moment, Tian Xiezi's words changed everything like the world was reversed.
'The Golden Roc Holy Beast... No wonder our witch clan has sent several tribesmen to its habitat, but we have never been able to gain its approval and cannot be summoned. It turns out that this Golden Roc Holy Beast... already has an owner!
But this... how is this possible!! He is a member of the barbarian tribe and is not a cultivator of my witch tribe. How can he be recognized by the Golden Roc Holy Beast!" Si Chen took a breath, but a moment ago he was galloping between the sky and the earth in the distance.
The golden roc was approaching in the blink of an eye, and the howling winds that followed its approach gave people the illusion that it was like countless invisible peaks roaring towards them.
The remaining members of the Witch Clan who surrounded Su Ming and Tian Xie 7 had lost all resistance when the golden roc appeared. They were dazed and frightened, and did not dare to take action at all.
‘Golden Roc Holy Beast!!”
‘Oh my God, it’s the Golden Roc Holy Beast!”
Waves of uproar ensued. For the holy beast, the people of the Witch Clan had a kind of awe as if they were facing the power of God. That was how they, the Witch Clan, could fight against the totem-like beast.
Under the strong wind caused by the arrival of the golden roc, these people were swept away like fallen leaves floating in the sky, roaring and whirling, and the encirclement collapsed instantly.
When Su Ming took a breath, he saw the golden roc approaching. Its huge body, which exceeded a thousand feet, created a pressure that actually gave people the impression that the morning sky suddenly turned dark and was covered by the golden roc's body.
, like covering the sky and covering the sun.
In comparison, both the people around him who were blown away by the strong wind and Su Ming himself were so small that they could almost be ignored. This golden roc, in an extremely arrogant way, squeezed into the eyes of everyone here.
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At the moment of approaching, this heroic and extraordinary Jinpeng was gleaming with golden light. It looked like a golden eagle. It seemed that it was impossible to look directly at it, especially its eyes, which were indifferent. His gaze swept across the void.
There was a crackling sound that seemed unbearable.
The spirituality it possesses, Su Ming can see without a doubt, surpasses all the ferocious beasts he has seen so far. Even the stick snake is slightly inferior in this aspect.
However, the stick snake is still a larva after all, so it is naturally difficult to compare it with a famous holy beast like Jin Peng in the witch clan.
The Jin Peng's gaze swept around, but when it fell on Su Ming, it paused. At this moment, the golden light in its gaze was instantly intense, making Su Ming's body tremble, as if he was about to be inside.
The illusion of seeing everything inside and out.
If it were an ordinary barbarian, this person would have lost the consciousness of thinking. However, in addition to the barbarian craftsmanship, Su Ming also practiced the method of refining energy and transforming consciousness in the outer realm. His spiritual consciousness may not be considered as strong as in the outer realm.
What, but among the senior members of the barbarian clan, he is uniquely blessed by nature.
Even though the consciousness in his mind could not resist the glance of the Jin Peng, it could make Su Ming feel the reason why the Jin Peng was staring at him.
Su Ming vaguely realized that what the Jinpeng Eyes were looking at was not his body at all, but the Hanshan Bell inside his body!
In other words, there is something inside the Hanshan Bell that makes Jin Peng feel something and want to see it clearly!
Almost at the moment when Jin Peng's gaze focused on it, in Su Ming's Hanshan Bell, the body of the stick-shaped insect snake that was slowly recovering suddenly shrank violently, and its head suddenly shrank.
He raised his dim eyes in an instant, and regained the ferocious light in an instant.
This light is like a flash of light, it seems strong, but in fact it is so scattered, but in the depth of the light, it reveals the arrogance of this snake.
It seems that this kind of arrogance exists in the bloodline of this insect snake, exists in its soul, and has been passed down from generation to generation to this day. It still exists day by day and has never been eradicated.
The arrogance hidden in the ferocity, it seems that if the gap in strength is eliminated, the stick snake and the golden roc are not in the same level at all, because the stick snake's arrogance reveals a domineering, aura
The aura of self-respect!
This kind of momentum was noticed by Su Ming. His mind was shocked. He immediately saw the light in Jin Peng's eyes flickering. In Jin Peng's eyes, Su Ming seemed to see hesitation. He saw the hesitation.
A hint of fear.
At this moment, Su Ming suddenly felt like a stick-like tiger's cub. Even though it had not grown into a dog yet, even though it was injured, even if it encountered a lone wolf, the tiger's cub would still raise its head and show that
It has a unique momentum.
This feeling only appeared for a moment, and soon disappeared without a trace as the Jin Peng looked away. No one around him, not even Tian Xiezi, noticed it.
After all, the pause when Jin Peng's eyes were fixed on Su Ming seemed slow to Su Ming, but in fact, it was only for a moment.
When Jin Peng's eyes swept all around, strong winds roared in the sky and earth. Jin Peng raised his head, faced the sky, opened his mouth and let out a roar.
The roar was not ear-splitting at first, but it reached its peak in an instant, forming an indescribable wave of sound that roared in all directions.
When the people of the Wu tribe who were blown away by the wind heard the roar of Si, they all let out shrill screams. While their seven orifices were bleeding, they collapsed and exploded one by one, turning into flesh and blood flying everywhere.
As for the ferocious beasts under them, they were all trembling as early as the arrival of Shang Peng, and they were all crawling in mid-air, not daring to move.
This wave of sound contained a power that roared in Su Ming's mind, causing his consciousness to go blank at this moment. When he woke up, he saw the old psychic medium on the ground, in a miserable and miserable state.
His head exploded into flesh when he screamed, his whole body was covered with black blood, and he fell to the side.
Su Ming also saw that in addition to the tragic deaths of all the people of the Witch Clan around him, the pair of extremely beautiful Si Chens, with bleeding from their orifices, looked miserable, and with endless terror on their faces, were running away at high speed.
But while the two of them were escaping, there was one person who couldn't bear the sound of the golden roc. His body trembled and spurted out blood. As he moved forward, his body was broken into pieces. After walking less than ten feet, he turned into a human.
A piece of flesh and blood dissipated, but the right hand held by his lover was still there.
The remaining beautiful man looked at the arm in his hand and let out a desperate roar. But he did not look back, but ran like crazy, and his body was filled with a lot of blood mist. His handsome and beautiful face
, as soon as the blood mist dispersed, rot appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from stunning beauty to shocking ugliness, but he did escape from the dead and disappeared at the end of Su Ming's gaze.
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At this moment, the outlines of countless innocent souls outside Tian Xiezi exploded under the sound of Jin Peng, and transformed into faces filled with resentment, and disappeared around them.
Tianxiezi opened his eyes.
'Fourth brother, have you ever killed anyone?' Tian Xiezi took a sip of the blood around him and said calmly.
This was the first time that Su Ming saw such a large-scale killing, saw Tian Xiezi's actions, and saw Jin Peng's powerful move.
'Killed...' Su Ming was silent for a while and nodded.
'Follow me, my master is waiting for you here.' Tian Xiezi glanced at Su Ming and walked calmly to Jin Peng's back. Jin Peng closed its eyes and allowed Tian Xiezi to sit cross-legged on its back.
‘The combined power of this pair of Si Chens is equivalent to the barbarian soul realm of my barbarian tribe. Now one person has died, and there is only one left. He was injured again, and his cultivation level is around the level of bone sacrifice.
Si Chen is not very common among the Wu Clan. It is not easy to find such a pair, but his speed should be very fast. You have been delayed for so long. If you want to catch up, you have to go deep into the Wu Clan.
Fourth brother, do you dare to open the door?" Tian Xiezi said slowly.
Su Ming lowered his head, with a flash of light in his eyes. He did not speak, but turned around in the direction of the only person who escaped, turning into a rainbow and galloping away.
"My master will wait for you for three days. If you don't come back after three days, you won't be able to come back."
Tian Xiezi's voice spread and fell into Su Ming's ears, but Su Ming's footsteps did not stop at all, and his figure disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Tian Xiezi slowly closed his eyes and sat there calmly, waiting.
The earth of the Wu clan is swirling with desolation, and the whimpering sound of the wind is like someone crying miserably. The sound blows across the earth and across the sky, bringing strangeness and a dull depression.
Su Ming was galloping in the sky of the Witch Clan, but half an hour after he flew out, he frowned and looked down at the land below. This land was an endless jungle with no end in sight.
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As soon as his eyes flashed, Su Ming ran straight to the earth, and stepped on the muddy ground of the jungle. He closed his eyes, and his consciousness dispersed. After a while, his eyes opened and closed, his body swayed, and he disappeared in place.
, the figure was as ethereal as smoke, and appeared next to an old tree after a series of scenes. He squatted down and touched the damp ground beside him. There was a drop of blood there.
'I was worried about being chased, so I didn't go to the sky. Instead, I used the jungle as a cover and the familiarity of the terrain as a hiding place, so as to gain time to heal...' Su Ming murmured, with a smile on his lips.