This stroke was like a ravine dividing the sky and the earth in the night sky. When Su Ming's right index finger, like the tip of a pen, crossed the chest of the old man from the witch tribe, his body followed suit.
And moving, like the leaves falling in autumn, they drew an arc, turned around and walked away from the old man of the Wu clan.
The old man from the Wu clan spurted out blood, staggered back more than ten steps, raised his head suddenly, and stared at Su Ming's Si Shi. A shocking long mark appeared on his chest. The blood filled the air and dripped on the ground.
, causing the place to be immediately filled with a bloody aura.
From the wounds on the chest of the old man from the Wu tribe, you can see that the white bones are shattered inch by inch, and you can see the five internal organs under the skin and the bones.
Turned into blood...
The old man's face instantly turned pale. He lowered his head and looked at the long marks on his chest. He slowly seemed unable to stand upright and half-knelt on the ground. Blood spurted out from his mouth again.
Su Ming stood in front, eyes closed, and the process of the stroke just now echoed in his mind, and there was a sound that seemed to not exist.
"Such an ingenious move also proves my guess that you are definitely not an ordinary barbarian. In the barbarian area, you are the kind of genius who is said to be the most likely to become a barbarian god..." The hoarse voice started from there.
The old man from the Wu tribe came out weakly.
Su Ming didn't say anything. Yiri closed his eyes and was immersed in that stroke.
"It's a pity that even if your move is like a heavenly axe, but... the difference in cultivation level, even if I am seriously injured, it will be difficult for you to completely kill me!" The old man knelt there and raised his head struggling, his eyes dim.
There was a flash of light, and his body immediately turned black after this fatal injury. The black color appeared from the scar on his chest and spread to his whole body.
Su Ming opened his eyes and looked at the old man of the Wu clan calmly. He admitted that what the old man said was correct and that he could not completely kill this man.
Because at that moment when the vitality of the old man was wiped out with one stroke, Su Ming felt the gloomy evil aura again. This aura had already merged with the old man. He could kill his body, but he could not kill his soul.
Unless he possesses a level of cultivation like Bai Changzai, he will not be able to cut off the connection between the lizard beast worshiped by the witch clan's totem and the old man.
"Thirteen years later, when the holy beasts of my Lizard Witch Tribe have reunited my body for me, I will be waiting for you on the land of the Witch Clan... The battle between you and me is not over yet!" The voice of the old man from the Witch Clan became even louder.
Weak, his half-kneeling body had completely turned black at this moment. Wherever the black passed, the old man's body quickly stiffened as if it had turned into a statue.
"When we meet again, I will..." The old man's dim eyes stared at Su Ming with cruelty and unforgettable hatred. The moment he closed his eyes, he wanted to say the last words before his body died.
But before he could finish his sentence, he was immediately interrupted by Su Ming's cold voice.
"You will find that your Lizard Witch Department was completely destroyed thirteen years ago." Su Ming's calm words did not have any sense of blood, but when they fell into your old man's ears, they made him shut up.
His eyes opened suddenly.
"You!!" The moment the old man opened his eyes, his breathing became rapid, as if he was struggling from death. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but he could no longer say a complete sentence. Just this one word,
Already in this struggle, his head stiffened, and his whole body became a statue, rooted to the earth, shrouded in a gloomy and evil aura. Unless his cultivation could surpass that of the lizard holy beast worshiped by the Lizard Witch Tribe, otherwise, nothing would happen.
People can destroy it, and no one can remove it.
This statue has become a part of this forest.
Su Ming's cold eyes looked at the scene where the old man died and became a statue. His heart was very quiet. He once again understood the weirdness of the Witch Clan.
If this old man were a barbarian, he might really be dead, but now, although his body is dead, his soul is still there. This soul is integrated into this jungle, and it will take some years to condense out again.
Su Ming didn't understand this magical power, but he could feel that this technique really existed.
Su Ming took out some medicine stones and put them into his mouth. He took a deep breath. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The night sky was no longer pitch black, and dawn was about to pass.
Dawn is approaching, and even looking from a distance, there is already a faint light in the distant sky.
"Witch Clan..." Su Ming murmured. Entering the land of the Witch Clan this time, Su Ming had a direct understanding of the Witch Clan. This kind of understanding is much better than listening to people talk about it or reading it from classics.
More impactful.
If it weren't for the protective treasure given by his senior brother, he would have faced his first death during the day. Under the siege of more than a dozen small witch clans, once there was a delay or mistake, there was no way back.
If it weren't for the distraction caused by Uncle Bai's scales, Su Ming knew that he must be the one who fell at this moment.
He looked at the old man from the Wu clan who had turned into a statue. His expression was still the same as in the last moment, and he was speaking in anger. This man could be said to be the strongest enemy Su Ming had ever encountered.
one!
Su Ming touched his chest and saw that the injury there was more serious, but with the help of a large amount of medicine and stones, he could barely suppress it.
"There's still one day left... At my speed, I can't go back..." Su Ming looked up at the direction of his master between heaven and earth, and was silent for a moment.
"It will take half a day. Master said we have to wait three days..." Su Ming closed his eyes. He now faced a choice.
One of the choices is to leave the jungle quickly. Even if there is no time, maybe the master will still be waiting there.
Choose the second option, then...
Su Ming opened his eyes suddenly, revealing determination and ruthlessness. He turned his head and looked into the depths of the jungle.
"If I go back like this, I have a question in my heart!"
He turned around calmly and put away his belongings. Then he turned into a rainbow and whizzed away in the jungle. As he galloped, he disappeared from this place. His direction was very clear. It was this jungle.
The Lizard Witch Club in the depths!
Although Su Ming does not know the specific location of the Lizard Witch Tribe, he has lived in the jungle since he was a child. If there is a tribe with more than hundreds of people in a certain jungle, there must be clues around it.
Through these traces, it may be difficult for others to find a tribe hidden in the jungle, but for Su Ming, it is not difficult, especially since he has the skill of spiritual consciousness, which makes it even more difficult.
Simple.
"This department is by no means a large one, and there are not too many strong people in it, especially since I have killed many of them, especially since their old man from the Witch Clan has died... If we don't end this matter, then I will
Not willing to give in!" Su Ming's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He had no grievances against this department, but he almost died because of a soft heart.
Shortly after Su Ming left, on the previous battlefield, beside the old man from the Wu clan who had turned into a statue, a rustling sound suddenly came from the silence.
The sound sounded like someone walking slowly from a distance. After a while, I saw a person walking out of the jungle.
This man is wearing purple clothes, he is none other than Tian Xie Mou."
Tian Xiezi looked calm and walked step by step to the old man from the Wu clan who had turned into a statue. After looking up at the direction Su Ming left, his eyes fell on the statue of the old man from the Wu clan.
There was a strong murderous intent in it.
"The disciple who dares to hunt me... I will give you a death for the sake of you sharpening his sword for him." Tian Xiezi raised his right hand and patted the statue lightly.
With this shot, the statue shook with a bang, and countless fragments appeared. It suddenly turned into a large number of fragments and whirled around, and there seemed to be a faint scream that echoed.
With this palm fall, Tian Xiezi directly broke the connection between the old man of the witch clan and the sacred beast lizard in this jungle, annihilating his soul and truly dying!
"And you reptile... you were transformed by the thoughts that came from being worshiped by a small witch tribe. You really thought that you were the holy beast of the witch tribe!" Tian Xiezi slowly opened his mouth towards the void, raised his right foot and pointed towards the earth.
A sharp step.
The moment he took this step, the jungle was like a violent wind. Under the earthquake of the earth, there was a scream and scream. Su Ming could not hear this sound as he was racing through the jungle. The only one who caused all this was Tian Xiezi.
Can be noticed.
In front of him, as his footsteps fell, [Baidu Qiu Mo Bar Quick Hand Beat, Ergen Book Fan Official YY: 3943] As the sad wailing echoed, countless black energy soon grew out of thin air, and under Tian Xiezi's
Ahead, the black energy condensed together and suddenly formed a huge lizard.
The lizard's figure was blurred, and its originally ferocious eyes showed fear, fear and pleading when it looked at Tian Xiezi. Its body was trembling, and it actually bowed its head to Tian Xiezi.
Tian Xiezi was silent for a moment and snorted coldly.
"The Lizard Witch Club worships you a lot. It not only transformed you from thoughts, but also possessed spiritual wisdom... I can spare your life and stay here. When you meet my disciple again, you must follow me."
After that, I will protect you to the death!
If there is any violation, I will let you come and go wherever you want!" Tian Xiezi's words were calm, but when they fell into the ears of the illusory lizard, they made the beast tremble, revealing a sense of gratitude and compliance.
"Get lost!" Tian Xiezi flicked his sleeves and walked towards the direction Su Ming left.
The illusory lizard body turned into black air again, burrowed into the ground and disappeared.
In the jungle, Su Ming's figure was walking quickly. After occasionally stopping to observe the signs around him, he would adjust his direction based on what he found. The sky was getting brighter and brighter. When the sun was brightest at noon, Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he
We found the location of the Lizard Witch Department. The Lizard Witch Department is right in front!
Su Ming's body floated away like a ghost, but when he was still thousands of feet away from the Lizard Witch Tribe, he suddenly paused. He saw a figure standing in front of him!