"It's him!!" Su Ming's body suddenly trembled, and his breathing became even more rapid. He stared at the bald figure with his eyes tightly. He saw the emptiness in his eyes, as if this person had lost his soul, and now all that was left was just
The Walking Dead.
However, the Wu Clan aura emanating from the body not only did not decrease, but increased. It looked like a sacrifice of bones, but in fact it was different. After Su Ming saw it, he immediately looked at the people around the bald man.
figure.
Every figure was like this big man, full of the aura of the witch clan. It was so rich that the moment these nearly a hundred people appeared, they immediately attracted a lot of attention in the battlefield, as if a stone was thrown into the water.
, splashing the river water and creating ripples.
"These are all the three hundred wild souls of Senior Brother... Judging from their appearance, it is obvious that their minds have been manipulated... In this case, Senior Brother..." Su Ming was silent and looked towards the sky fiercely.
Lan said, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
This matter is a very important clue for Su Ming, a clue to find his senior brother!
Almost at the moment when nearly a hundred witch clan figures appeared, they all immediately erupted with the witch clan aura all over their bodies and ran straight into the distance. Their bodies seemed to have no substantial existence as they moved forward, but a slight
Blurry, as if illusory, this makes these figures of the Witch Clan, even if they only have the ability to sacrifice bones, but they are... immortal!
Because Su Ming saw that as the group of shamans and the evil sect charged towards each other, even if their bodies collapsed under the opponent's magical power, they would immediately regroup after a moment.
If it were just like this, that would be fine, but in fact, with every time they reunited, the fluctuations in their cultivation levels actually... became stronger and stronger!
At this moment, suddenly, a shocking roar roared out from the Xiechen Sect, and a storm suddenly appeared at the location of the Xiechen Sect. This storm roared in all directions, although it could not affect the darkness of the earth.
The fog was rotating, but a large amount of dust seemed to have condensed in the fog. Three huge black turtles were formed!
The three black turtles were all the color of sand and earth. After they transformed, they roared and rushed forward. Above the heads of the three black turtles, there were three people standing on them. These three people were wearing khaki yellow clothes.
The long robe, the body swayed as the black turtle moved forward, almost when the three black turtles suddenly jumped up from the ground and were in mid-air. The three people immediately made a seal with their right hands and raised their left hands at the same time,
Swing forward.
With this wave, nine pieces of yellow paper were suddenly thrown out. What was drawn on those nine pieces of yellow paper were not runes, but nine children!
"Minghuang opens the way. Tianwu disappears, and the dust horse drives... leads to the body of nine lives!" After the strange voice came out from the three people's mouths, the nine yellow papers immediately burned on their own, and as they burned,
There was a sharp roar coming from the fire, but nine boys were seen tearing open the flames and coming out one by one.
As soon as the nine boys appeared, they all immediately raised their heads to the sky and roared sharply, heading straight towards the witch clan fighting spirit.
The entire battlefield was suddenly caught up in the confrontation between each other's magic weapons. Every sect had magic weapons with powerful lethality. Now, in this entangled state, they were sacrificed one after another.
Su Ming remained silent in mid-air. Most of the time, his eyes were focused on the Wu Clan's fighting spirits, suppressing his urge to take action to save them.
Su Ming took a deep breath. He had a more important thing to do now, which was to kill Emperor Tian. Before completing this task, he would not take action too frequently. If he attracted the attention of Tian Tian, then the price he would have to pay would be
will be life.
The number of dead on the earth is constantly increasing. Nearly a hundred Shaman Souls and the nine paper boy boys are now fighting fiercely with each other on the battlefield. The three Black Turtles are also divided into three directions.
, like a blockade, sealing these nearly a hundred witch souls inside.
Not far away, the remaining nine Yin dragons were roaring in a life-and-death battle with the three starry sky war immortals.
In other directions around, the people of the Evil Sect and the disciples of the Immortal Sect were already killing each other red-eyed. The ground was filled with blood, and mutilated limbs and corpses were everywhere.
This war would not have unfolded to such an extent so quickly. According to the plans of both sides, it should have been a little more restrained. After all, the focus of the decisive battle was that they on the earth could not play too decisive a role, but in the sky.
superior.
But for some reason, this war broke out beyond everyone's expectations.
All of this, it seems that there is a hand slowly pushing forward, causing more and more deaths in this war... This hand is Su Ming!
He was in mid-air, looking at the earth, looking at the fight he was pushing with his own hands. His eyes were cold, the green light on his left hand became brighter and brighter, and the power of the curse on his right hand became more and more powerful.
"Kill, the more people die, the greater my chances of killing Ditian in this battle!" Su Ming murmured.
But not everyone has lost their mind. The intensity of the battlefield at this moment has exceeded expectations. The expressions of those who are fighting for the top spot have changed one by one. The screams are constantly coming from all around. Every scream
They may all be from their respective sects.
This war should not be like this!
The one fighting against Shi Hai, the Supreme Elder of the Xiechen Sect and one of the Three Ultimates of the Lower Three Sects, was Jing Nan, the leader of the Hidden Dragon Sect. Both of them aspired to the Great Perfection. When they attacked each other at this moment, their magical powers and spells continued to collide.
, launched a series of bombardments, their battle place was close to the center, and they were the first to discover uncontrollable changes on the battlefield.
"Something is not right about this matter..." Shi Hai's eyes flashed, and he clapped his hand forward with his right hand. After touching Jing Nan's magical handprint, he stepped back a few steps amid the roar, and after a long moment of grabbing the hand seal with his left hand, he immediately
A jade slip appeared in his hand, and he threw it back and flew straight into the mist.
Jing Nan also frowned, but he hesitated in his heart. He snorted and chose to throw out a jade slip, and then fought with Shi Hai again.
Shi Hai was also suspicious in his heart. He couldn't tell whether the reason why this war was out of control was because the Immortal Sect wanted to truly destroy the Evil Sect.
The two of them did not stop during this hesitation. After all, their cultivation was too high. Even if they guessed that there were changes on the battlefield, it would be inconvenient for them to check it. It would easily cause more confusion, so they threw out the jade slip.
In the roar, their jade slips were sent in the same direction. In that direction, two monks who were in the early stages of their aspiration for the title were fighting. One of the two monks came from Xie Chen, and the other came from Hidden Dragon.
As the two jade slips came whistling, the two men fell back one after another in the fight. After catching the jade slips, they swept their consciousness at the same time, their expressions immediately changed, and they looked at each other with murderous intent.
, without saying a word, they stopped attacking and quickly separated from each other in two different directions.
This scene was clearly seen by Su Ming in the sky. With a cold light in his eyes, his body disappeared silently and turned into a wisp of shadow speeding through the mist.
His target was the cultivator in the early stage of the Hidden Dragon Sect's quest for the throne. This man was now extremely fast and headed straight for the Immortal Sect's camp. He received Jing Nan's order to check what went wrong on the battlefield.
But before this person could approach the Immortal Sect's camp, as he moved forward, his eyes and pupils shrank, and his footsteps suddenly stopped. He saw Su Ming walking out of the mist in front of him, turning into an afterimage, and instantly
Approaching this monk who is in the early stages of his quest for the throne.
Waves of roaring sounds suddenly rose up in the mist. The sound was extremely strong. In ten breaths of time, Su Ming stepped out with a head in his hand. Behind him, the monk who was in the early stages of his aspiration for the title had no head.
After slowly falling down, his body flew up on its own and was grabbed by Su Mingxu, who followed him.
Su Ming had a cold look on his face and stepped into the mist with his head raised. This time his target was the cultivator from the evil sect who aspired to be crowned king. However, before that, Su Ming had his own plan. His body flickered and disappeared into the mist.
Almost not long after he disappeared, on the foggy battlefield, Chen Chong, the genius of the Hidden Dragon Sect, was leading nearly a hundred disciples of the Hidden Dragon Sect behind him to fight with the people of the Evil Sect. He did not notice that there was such a trace in the surrounding fog.
The shadow flashed past.
This shadowy figure was none other than Su Ming. He was so fast that in the blink of an eye he found the advancing cultivators of the Xiechen Sect who were in the early stages of their quest for the throne. He was approaching quickly like a sneak attack.
But the moment he approached, the cultivator of Xiechen Sect who aspired to be the leader turned around fiercely, turned his fingers into swords, and swiped decisively towards the mist behind him.
When a muffled groan came out of the mist, a figure appeared, staggering forward and running away. The Xiechen Sect's aspirant monk's eyes flashed, and he stepped after him with a cold snort.
The two of them chased each other for some distance, and the Xiechen aspirant monk immediately noticed that the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared. At the same time, on the right side of the Xiechen monk, a strong wind brought fluctuations of his magic.
Coming suddenly.
The Xiechen monk sneered, raised his right hand, turned the blade of his palm into a knife, and suddenly chopped it off!
A scream came out from the mist, and Su Ming's body disappeared without a trace. But when the cultivator of the Evil Chen Sect who aspired to be the leader looked, what he saw was a headless corpse. A head flew up and landed on the ground.
at his feet.
This scene made the Xiechen cultivator's expression change drastically after he saw the shape of his head clearly. He knew clearly that the sword he just struck could never have such an effect, and it was impossible for him to cultivate it with the same level.
The person was killed instantly.
What was happening in front of him must have been manipulated secretly! At the same time as a chill grew in his heart, his eyes suddenly fell on the body of the dead cultivator of the Hidden Dragon Sect and the exposed storage bag.
At this moment, Chen Chong emerged from the mist ahead with nearly a hundred Hidden Dragon Sect disciples!
Everything seemed to be a coincidence. Chen Chong saw the dead body of the great elder of his Hidden Dragon Sect second only to Shi Hai on the ground. He also stood next to his body. He had obviously finished killing people and looked at the storage bag on the elder's body.
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