Piao Tian Literature Volume 2 The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold Chapter 302 The Second Young Master! (First update)
As the snowflakes on the wild lines on his body appeared, the aura of transformation became stronger and stronger. The wild lines under Su Ming's clothes seemed to have become living creatures, seeming to swim on his body, and a whirlwind spread from his body.
The blowing snowflakes scattered in all directions. Netizens of the novel ""
Su Ming's hair moved automatically without wind, gradually changing from black to faintly purple. Compared with the white snow around it, this purple color gave off a sense of enchantment, and revealed an indescribable strangeness.
The barbaric patterns on his body, the five peaks of the Wushan Mountain emitted a faint light on Su Ming's face like a totem, and the tribe's grass, tree, and house that spread down from the Wushan Mountain on his chest were gradually seen at this moment.
It's like being covered with a layer of snow!
In the barbaric sky, a blood moon appeared. This blood moon was Su Ming's right eye! Although his eyes were closed at the moment, they could not hide the red light in his right eye like the moon!
On this whole set of wild patterns, there are also the falling snowflakes, which look lifelike, as if they already exist here, but only at this moment, Su Ming is qualified to possess them and let them be exposed in the wind and snow of this world.
between!
When the wild streaks of snow appeared, forming the image of the blood moon and wind and snow on Wushan Mountain, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened. The moment he opened his eyes, the blood moon in his right eye seemed to rise into the sky, and his arms
Stretch out, stretch to both sides.
"Wu Shan!" Su Ming murmured, and his voice formed the whimper of Feng Xue. No one could hear the details. But at the same time as the voice echoed, he saw that above Su Ming, the sky and the earth were distorted.
A huge mountain peak appeared in the sky from Su Ming's memory!
It was an extremely majestic mountain, with five peaks connected to form one mountain. The five peaks were like the five fingers of a giant, spreading out as if to blast away the void.
The Wushan that was revealed this time looked extremely real, without the slightest sense of illusion, as if it existed here, as if it should exist here.
The moment Wushan appeared, a strong sense of depression centered on Su Ming spread to all directions. Wherever it passed, the wind and snow were still. Wherever it passed, the earth shook. Wherever it passed,
The world has changed!
In the Haidong Sect Auction House tribe not far from here, there are more than ten boats around like swords piercing the earth, and in each of them there are some old men sitting cross-legged.
But at this moment, almost all the old men opened their eyes, and their electric gazes stared directly at the place where Su Ming was.
"Such a barbaric pattern!"
"Who is this boy?"
"A disciple of Tianxiezi..."
"Just ordinary mountain patterns can trigger changes in the world...Looking at his appearance, the barbaric patterns are by no means that simple. There are others..."
A series of spiritual thoughts echoed among the more than ten boats and ships. Su Ming's actions suddenly attracted the attention of these powerful men from the Haidong Sect here who came to Tianhan.
"Quiet!" As these spiritual thoughts were transmitted to each other, a cold spiritual thought that only they could feel and that no outsider could hear suddenly swept out like a storm.
"A mere man from Kaichen, a junior, is he going to let you wait like this?"
"Elder Hai's words are wrong. I don't believe you haven't noticed that this boy is a divine general, and his barbaric patterns must be complicated. The mountain patterns alone are enough to be shocking. Such talented people... are not worthy of my attention.
?" After that cold spiritual thought swept around, a spiritual thought that was obviously comparable to it echoed out from a certain boat.
The cold spirit snorted coldly.
"Even if it's complicated and... huh?" But before his spiritual thoughts could finish speaking, he suddenly paused, and the voice after this pause was full of surprise.
The source of his surprise was that in the snowy field at that moment, when the whirlpool wind was swirling the snow and sweeping it in all directions, Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle with his arms outstretched, spit out two words from his mouth.
words.
"tribe……"
At the moment when the word "tribe" came out, in the sky, under the huge Wushan Mountain, there was a scroll opened, a picture of the grass and tree dwellings of the Wushan tribe, with an astonishing momentum, a way that made everyone understand
People with wild patterns will be shocked when they look at it, appearing in the sky!
At this moment, when you look up, you will feel like you can't tell the difference between heaven and earth, like a mirage, but the plants, trees, houses, and buildings all look so real that it's indescribable.
In the corner of the tribe where the Haidong Sect's auction house was located in the distance, Tian Lanmeng walked out of her tent fiercely. She was wearing the leather robe she had just put on, standing outside the tent, her beautiful eyes flashing with strange light, looking at
Looking at the Wushan tribe in the sky and the extremely clear Wushan tribe, she froze there.
"This...is his barbaric pattern..."
In the tent next to Tian Lanmeng, more people came out one by one at this moment and looked at the sky. Every barbarian could clearly feel the sense of oppression that existed between heaven and earth.
And the most important thing is that this feeling of depression does not disappear instantly, but becomes more and more intense as time goes by.
The entire temporary tribe, all the people who came to participate in the auction, all walked out of the tent and looked at the sky. Most of these people came from Tianhan, and some of them happened to be the ones who saw Su Ming and
During the battle with Sima Xin, we saw Su Ming showing off his barbaric patterns.
At this moment, when I saw this strange moment in the sky, I suddenly exclaimed.
"This is...this is Su Ming's barbaric pattern!"
"That's right, I remember that mountain and the tribe at the foot of the mountain. In the entire Tianhan Sect, Su Ming is the only one with such wild patterns!"
"Is this Su Ming's...barbaric pattern?"
The uproar spread everywhere, gradually getting louder and louder. As people passed it on, when their eyes were staring at the sky, in this tribe, outside a very ordinary-looking tent, there was a man in black standing there.
, his expression was calm, and he didn't even raise his head, as if nothing happening around him would arouse his slightest interest.
He just stood there silently, waiting for instructions from the tent behind him.
If Su Ming were here, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that some of the movements of the man in black are vaguely similar to Zi Che's, because they are both the same type of people.
"Interesting, Uncle Chen, I didn't expect there to be such a person in the Tianhan Sect." A voice with a smile came from the tent.
When these words came out, a gust of wind blew up, blowing up the snow on the ground and blowing up a corner of the tent. This wind saw everything in the tent, disappeared inside, and never came out again.
This tent doesn't look big, but inside it is huge, like a royal palace. There are more than a dozen big men wearing the same clothes as the man in black outside the door, standing silently all around.
These people bowed their heads like statues, but in each of them, there was an aura that went beyond Kaichen and belonged to the bone sacrificial realm!!
There are even a few people among them whose auras are so strong that even ordinary bone sacrifices are difficult to compare with!
In the center of the tent, which still had space, there was a table. A man wearing a blue robe with a black dragon embroidered on it was holding a wine glass and took a sip.
This young man looks young, but when he opens and closes his eyes, he has a compelling majesty. He has a unique temperament, which belongs to millions of people. Once he speaks, he will
It will cause disaster on the earth. If you say one word, it can turn countless tribes into ashes. If you say one word, most of the Southern Chen Dynasty will fight for it!
That is a kind of self-centered momentum!
Although this momentum has not been revealed too strongly, if it is still in its embryonic form, it has slowly condensed. Perhaps when one day comes, he will be able to truly announce this momentum to Nanchen!
"Second Young Master, this person has a special status. He belongs to both the Tianhan Sect and the Tianhan Sect." The old voice came from the opposite side of the young man. On the other side of the table, the person drinking with the young man was
An old man with white hair and a hoarse voice was sitting there, wearing a white robe with eight white clouds embroidered on the cuffs.
If anyone from Tianhan Sect who is familiar with Tianmen sees these eight white clouds, his heart will tremble and he will immediately kneel down to worship, because these eight white clouds represent that this person is from the eighth level of Tianmen!!
There are nine continents in Tianmen, and the eighth continent is already at a very high level. Anyone who can live there can make the sky tremble every time they step out or stamp their feet.
"Oh?" The young man put down his wine glass and looked at the old man with a smile.
At this moment, in addition to the people in the Haidong Sect's temporary tribe who were paying attention to the strangeness of the sky, there was also a person on the snowy field outside the tribe. His expression changed drastically as he was enveloped by the depressive feeling emanating from Su Ming.
Sima Xin, as if hysterical, grabbed Bai Su, his eyes were red, and yelled crazily.
"I have obviously succeeded, why is this happening? Tell me, why is this happening!" Sima Xin could not accept the fact that something he had longed for, and even had succeeded, had such a reversal, which made him completely unable to accept it.
No mental preparation at all.
It would be fine if he never had it, but he did have it just now. This feeling of being taken away after having it made it difficult for Sima Xin to control his actions.
Bai Su's face was pale, and her arms were tightly grasped by Sima Xin. Waves of severe pain came from her, but the severe pain in her body was nothing compared to the tear in her heart at this moment.
She looked at Sima Xin with a sad smile on her face. Suddenly, she saw through the man in front of her. This handsome, always gentle brother Sima... now seemed to have become a clown, where, in addition to going crazy, he seemed to have
Don't dare to do anything.
"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Sima Xin felt the oppression, saw the Wushan Mountains and tribes in the sky, and felt Su Ming's aura growing rapidly, which made him feel like he was going crazy with regret.