Volume 3, Famous in the Eastern Wilds, Chapter 555, Sima Xin! (Fourth update)
Each tribe's choice is different. The Tamu tribe's choice was to give up decisively after realizing that they could not obtain Su Ming's arm, and exchange their lives for the possibility of the tribe's freedom. (-<
The tenacity of the Xue Zuo tribe made them choose to sacrifice. With their sacrifice, with the only death they could control, they expressed their struggle for this fate, sent Su Ming to good fortune, and left behind a trace of the remaining tribesmen in the outside world. Maybe they can
The incense continues.
The Guitai tribe, on the other hand, used this deal and the lives of the entire clan to beg Su Ming. While kneeling in worship, they hoped to gain Su Ming's arm.
They did not want to consider whether Su Ming could successfully kill Sima Xin. They were afraid that even if Sima Xin did die, it would be enough to destroy all the people he had planted before his death.
They were even more afraid that if Su Ming died at the hands of Sima Xin, the fate awaiting their Guitai tribe would be even more miserable.
They only wanted freedom once, and according to Sima Xin's decree, they would exchange Su Ming's limbs for freedom.
Looking at the people in the Guitai Department, Su Ming thought of his second senior brother...
While he was silent, the other party's statement that he knew where Lei Chen was was also extremely shocking to Su Ming.
"Freedom can only be truly gained by mastering it yourself." After a while, Su Ming spoke calmly.
"Please grant me your permission. We just want freedom. I..." The clan leader of the Guitai tribe looked at Su Ming bitterly. He also knew that this request was a bit excessive, but he could not think of a better way.
Su Ming paid no attention to the Guitai tribe. If they didn't take action, he wouldn't start killing them. He walked toward the sky. When he raised his right hand, the spear flashed with purple light.
"Sir!!!" The leader of the Guitai clan stood up and shouted to Su Ming. Tears were streaming from his eyes and his expression was sad.
"I beg you, have mercy on the children of my tribe. They are still young, but their bodies also have Sima Xin's wild silk. They have no future. My Guitai tribe is outside and there are no tribesmen. They are all here, or
Die, or live numbly -<
I beg you, please help us. This kindness will never be forgotten by my ghost team!!"
"Sir, my Guitai tribe had conflicts with you many years ago, but this is all in the past. Now we only have these people in our tribe. We don't have to go out, but I hope that the children of the tribe and those in their prime can be free.
This will allow my ghost team to continue!"
The leader of the Guitai tribe had a sad voice as he bowed to Su Ming one after another. All the Guitai tribe members behind him kowtowed bitterly one after another in silence.
Children cried, old people shed tears, and those women also shed tears silently.
Su Ming paused in mid-air and continued to walk towards the sky. The purple spear in his hand glowed even more intensely, and the murderous intention towards Sima Xin in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
This game in Sima Xin's words made Su Ming endure the test of human nature. It was not okay to kill him, and it was even more unacceptable not to kill him...
Sometimes, making a choice is hard, but even harder is having no choice!
Just as Su Ming raised the spear in his right hand and was about to blast away the sky on the sixth floor, the despairing voice of the leader of the Guitai Tribe echoed on the ground, crying blood every word!
"Sir, this sixth level is no better than the one below. Sima Xin controls our lives within this canopy. If this canopy collapses, we will all die immediately. Everyone, all clan members, will die the moment you break this canopy.
in front of you.
This is our fate..."
Su Ming was silent. The tip of his spear had already touched the barrier of the canopy. The trace of life-cultivating breath blended into the canopy, and he felt that there was a vital connection between the canopy and the people of the Guitai tribe.
Here, it is indeed as the other party said, once the sky is damaged, they will also die.
"Sima Xin, back then, you used Bai Sulai to try to break my state of mind, thereby planting the seeds of your barbarism... Now the method has changed, and with the various things in this Tianmen, you have made me hesitate, thus achieving a similar effect." Su Ming closed his eyes.
He was stunned, but the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed towards the sky after this meal!
The roar caused by this gun was earth-shattering, causing fine cracks to appear in the sky. After the cracks were connected to each other, they formed fragments. In this roar, the tip of Su Ming's gun
Suddenly exploded!
"Sometimes, death is a kind of freedom..." Su Ming closed his eyes. Below him, the Guitai tribe members who were kneeling and worshiping were trembling as the sky was torn apart, and their bodies suddenly exploded.
Opening, a large number of red threads burst out of the body. As one by one died, those red threads condensed in mid-air, forming a blurry figure.
This figure looks somewhat similar to Sima Xin.
He looked at Su Ming and suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was so gentle that it made people feel extremely uncomfortable after hearing it.
"You are indeed the same type of person as me. I originally planned that if you really gave them arms, then I would also give them freedom as promised, but this freedom is death!
Because I also feel that sometimes, death is freedom!
You are very good, very good... I am waiting for you on the ninth floor. There are still two floors left. You have to hurry up, otherwise, you will face the same choice as when you met Bai Su... I think you were at that time,
How will you choose?"
When these words came out, the blurry figure made of bloodshot eyes suddenly dispersed. The bloodshot eyes turned into blood one by one and scattered on the ground. Su Ming's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The desire to kill Sima Xin became an important part of his life.
, a strong presence now.
He turned around silently and stepped towards the seventh floor!
The monstrous killings were going on in this seventh floor, all because of Sima Xin's words that echoed throughout the seventh floor the moment Su Ming stepped onto the seventh floor.
"If he reaches the eighth floor, you will all die!"
The killing began without words, only heavy breathing, and endless magical powers. Su Ming, who was surrounded by five hundred barbarians, felt a coldness and evil aura from the five hundred people around him.
These five hundred barbarians are not ordinary people. Each of them has good cultivation and rich killing experience. They are the sharp blades of Tianhan guarding the southern border!
They kill not for freedom, but for... death in battle!
Either kill them or be killed by them. To be able to fight and die against the strong is an honor nobler than life for them!
Su Ming looked at them. He raised his right hand, his spear roared, and he spread out and moved around at a high speed. Wherever he passed, there were killings. These people did not resist, they would only use their full strength to fight with their magical powers, and even more so after being injured.
, the same self-destruction.
These five hundred people stirred up so much evil that Su Ming fell silent when faced with them.
Until he closed his eyes, until the armor on his body turned into countless purple filaments, which shot out fiercely in all directions. There was no scream, only a silent smile and a trance of relief.
Su Ming didn't know how long had passed. It might have been half a stick of incense, or it might have been more. Until the roaring and fighting sounds around him dissipated, until the ground became sticky. When he opened his eyes, purple lines returned, streaking across his body.
When the armor formed outside again, there was only a trembling figure in front of him, but he gritted his teeth and did not fall down.
This was an old man, his hair was gray, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Su Ming, with no resentment on his face, but a smile.
"Kill me. Don't let me die under Sima Xiao'er's despicable manliness. I, Haotiansen, use your soul-absorbing gun to suck away my soul and turn it into a fighting spirit to help you and Sima Xiao'er.
A battle!”
The old man's voice was like thunder, and as the bombs rang out, Su Ming's expression showed respect, and the spear in his right hand suddenly shook, and when he walked past the old man, he took away his soul!
Holding a long spear, on this Yin Burial Spear, there are five hundred extremely vivid fighting spirits surrounding him at this moment. There is no shrill roar from each of them, but only silent silence, and the terrifying killings that will break out in the silence.
As Su Ming rushed towards the sky, towards the sky curtain that led to the eighth floor, a crack was torn open in the seventh floor sky curtain when a shocking roar echoed.
, Su Ming rushed forward and turned into a purple shadow. Accompanied by the five hundred souls, he rushed into... the eighth floor!!
The eighth floor of Tianmen!
Where most of the cold weather is!
But the moment Su Ming stepped onto the eighth floor, his eyes suddenly shrank.
This is a desolate world, a world without signs of life. The sky here is gray, and the earth here is also gray...
The people here are also... gray!!
The gray ones are the eyes, the broken body is the body, and the ones without traces of life are all the people with gray eyes in this world...
In other words, it cannot be called human beings. From Su Ming's perspective, in this area that belongs to most of Tianhan, there are ruins on the ground. In the ruins, there are countless corpses. In other words, these are not corpses.
Because their eyes are open, gray eyes.
There was no breathing, no fluctuation of cultivation. In this silent world, the scene Su Ming saw was full of unspeakable weirdness. The bodies with their eyes open, including men and women, old and young, were all silent.
Lying on the ground, as if sleeping... They have one thing in common, they don't have a left hand!
Everyone's left hand is gone.
In the gray sky, there was a large cone-shaped stone. The stone platform was very wide. There was a person sitting cross-legged on it. The person looked at Su Ming with an evil smile on his face.
This cone-shaped stone platform may be the ninth floor of Tianmen, because the person sitting cross-legged on it, Su Ming recognized it at a glance, was... Sima Xin!——
It's said to be an outbreak, and it's going to be a big outbreak. This is the fourth update, and there will be a fifth update. I want to ask, are there any monthly tickets?!!!