Pursuit of the Truth

Surrounded by silence, only a few hundred people of evil spirits floated in the air and looked at the thousand water valleys in the distance.

Compared with most of the foreign sages who are pale and trembled, those inner disciples are indifferent to each other, and the meaning of sorrow is revealed. There is also a sense of excitement and bloodthirsty.

They are evil spirits and evil disciples. This point is extremely clear on these inner disciples.

There is even a fog. In this dark night, surrounded by these evil spirits, Su Ming stood in the crowd, his face pale, his eyes sweeping the fog around him.

This fog can cover the shadows of the evil spirits, and it appears to the outside world that it is fused with the night, and it is not clear. Even if it is beyond the Shendong, it is difficult to see the clue.

In Su Ming's eyes, he saw that these fogs are composed of one soul, and the souls are silent and screaming, creating a strange fog.

"The immortals are each authentic, saying that I am waiting for the evil path... If you encounter it, you will be born and dying. Today... you can kill it!" The evil spirits are too old to Shen Dong’s voice, and there is a chill in the cold.

"The first blood sacrifice, the rest of the people sealed this place to live eight, so that the people of this Tibetan dragon can not escape!"

It was almost the moment when the evil spirits of the elders Shen Dong’s words came out. At that time, more than 30 inner-class disciples fiercely put their eyes on the more than 200 foreign disciples on the flying instruments.

A Xiao Xiao immediately breeds, but sees more than 200 foreign disciples, except for the dozens of indifferent gray robes on the edge, all others have changed.

These gray robes, their clothes clearly reveal their identity, they are the savage generation of the barbarian to change the blood, is the equivalent of Zhao Chong's elders.

For the blood sacrifice, those inner disciples will not easily provoke them.

As for other foreign disciples, not all of them are afraid, and there are dozens of them. One by one, or sneer, or sullen, or numb, burst out of the body's repairs as fluctuations, and the fluctuations reverberate, hidden by the mist around them, so that they will not spread out.

But more people outside the sect are after hearing the word blood sacrifice. I have already trembled.

Blood sacrifice. Su Ming listened to Bao Qiu, this is a fighting magical power in the evil spirits, before the enemy killed. If swallowed, go to the companion to swallow the flesh and blood sacrifice, in exchange for a powerful time. Moreover, because of the imprisoned souls of the priests, they can lose their pain and exert their great potential.

The more people worship, the greater the potential, and the higher the sacrifices, the same!

This kind of blood sacrifice, even if it is cultivated to a certain extent, can kill all the living creatures in the killing to maintain or be in a strong state. There are only drawbacks. After all, all exercises have limits. The limit of blood sacrifice is to raise a big realm, and the time will not be long.

It was almost a moment when the words of the blood sacrifice in Shen Dongkou were spoken. The eyes of the inner sects were not good. The foreign disciples were mostly nervous and panicked, but they saw more than 30 inner disciples. Suddenly went straight to the flight instrument.

A screaming scream, but hidden in the fog can not be rumored, in the ears of Su Ming rounded, Qian Chen was scared of the face completely lost blood, perhaps his mobilization force has achieved some results. Most of the inner disciples have ignored them.

Nor is it that no one chooses to escape. But the light curtain on the flying instrument has become a gully, preventing the escape of those foreign disciples, making this a difficult prison!

Su Ming stood there, his brows gradually wrinkled, and he saw the stern deaths of these foreign disciples, and died in the hands of the same door. Their flesh and blood were broken, and the souls were sucked away by those inner disciples, even those who collapsed. The flesh and blood did not dissipate, but surrounded the body of these inner disciples, forming a **** and dazzling blood.

Everyone who killed the inner sect of the same ancestor was distorted after the killing, his eyes were red, and the cultivation of the body spread unreservedly, all of which were stronger than before, and one A sigh of relief.

In the same way, in the foreign sects, in addition to those gray elders look as usual, there is not much to pay attention to, it seems to have been used to not blame, those ancestors in the foreign ancestors, is the eyes flashing, rushing out And with those inner disciples, launched a fight.

In a short period of time, there are two or three inner disciples, and the savage death has become the object of blood sacrifice for others!

Looking at this scene, Su Ming remembered the rules of the evil spirits. The disciples of the sects could not help but kill each other. Until this moment, he had a deeper understanding of the regulations.

"This is the evil sect..." Su Ming said silently.

Especially when Su Ming’s eyes fell in the distance of the thousand water valleys, he suddenly felt a bit ironic. The pre-combat habits of the evil spirits made them have not yet gone to the branches of the Tibetan dragons, and they have already died. a lot of.

But the same, the death of those who are weak, in exchange for the stronger of the strong!

In particular, among the more than 30 inner-class disciples, there are seven or eight people who did not only kill one outside the same family, but continued to kill, until the nearest internal disciple from Su Ming, who looks It is very thin and tall, but it has a weak sense of cultivation and bloodthirsty. It is undoubtedly revealed on him.

The foreign disciple who died in his hands, now there are three people. He holds a human head and lifts it up high. The blood falls on his face, making his face not deliberate, he is already stunned, his gaze Sweeping, fell on Su Ming.

Gloomy smile, this person took a big step and went straight to Su Ming. His eyes flashed and murdered. Seeing that Su Ming was getting closer and closer, Su Ming looked calm and looked at the person who was carrying the head. When a person is looking for his own death, then he is no wonder that he is so spicy.

One step, two steps, three steps... Just in the moment when the inner disciple approached Su Ming, suddenly, the sound of Shen Dong’s indifference came from all around.

"The end of the blood sacrifice! The successful blood sacrifice, with the old man into the Tibetan dragon sect!" Shen Dong's words echoed, that is close to Su Ming's inner sect of the disciples, a smile to the face of Su Ming, turned and ignored. Go straight to Shendong and go there.

More than 30 internal disciples, as well as a few blood sects of the ancestors of the ancestors, flew out and turned into Changhong. Under the leadership of Shen Dong, there were eight evil spirits who came to the strong. More than forty Changhong, whistling, went straight to Qianshui Valley.

A **** hurricane is about to begin!

At the same time, on the flying instrument, the gray-clothed people, one by one, took a step in a cold look, and both hands smashed and made a decision to the flying instrument. The instrument suddenly rose into the sky and went straight to the Thousand Water Valley. It floated in the sky above the mountain gate of the Longzong branch of the Thousands of Water Valley, and suddenly it burst into a glare.

This faint light erupted from the flying instrument and immediately shrouded hundreds of miles below, making it a Jedi, if it was sealed!

Then, the gray-clothed people had seven people left, sitting cross-legged on the implement, and the rest of them stepped out of the implement and went straight to the Tibetan dragons below.

At this moment, everyone here, even if it was half a mile, discovered that Su Ming, who was standing by his side, did not know when and disappeared.

At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly began to sway, the sound came from the earth, and the Tibetan dragon from the Thousand Water Valley was divided into a large array of mountains.

This big bang will not be revealed on weekdays. At this moment, under the roar, it will be transformed into a huge waterfall. This waterfall is ring-shaped, enveloping the thousand water valleys, and the sound of the water is spread all around, and there is one more. The voice of anger came from the Valley of Thousands of Water in the waterfall.

"Shen Dong!! You dare not obey the evil spirits, you are surrounded by my own dragons today, and I am hiding the dragons and sects of your evil spirits!"

The answer to this angry voice is a gloomy smile, and that is, the right hand raised by Shen Dong, grabbed the mountain gate waterfall, and immediately outside the mountain gate waterfall, there is a huge ghost claw from nothingness. Outstretched, grabbed the waterfall and slammed up.

Under this shackle, the sound of roaring was earth-shattering, but the water of the waterfall was actually picked up by the ghost claws and rushed to the sky, causing the waterfall to vibrate and the continuous waterfall, and a huge break appeared!

"This is not the first sect of Shenmou, nor will it be the last one...kill it, don't stay in the grass, see people take the soul, see the corpse take Dan, if there is Yuan Ying, directly swallow!

To make it here, there is no life! "Shen Dong Yinsen's voice echoed, stepping directly from the waterfall gap, and all the evil spirits behind him, including Baoqiu, galloped, along this gap, entered the Zongmen branch of the Hidden Dragon!

When Baoqiu entered this gap, she looked up at the flying instrument above. She didn't know where Su Ming would be, but if it was not shot at the moment, it would obviously be late.

Su Ming’s figure, at the moment on the suspension bridge in the Thousand Water Valley, looks calm, walks forward, his pace is not fast, but the figure is like a ghost, people can not see clearly, the former is still hanging bridge, the rest Already outside the main hall on the left side of the valley.

It was at this time that there was a loud roar around, but there was a void in front of it, a huge gap was torn open, and Shen Dong stepped out of the way, and then the evil spirits of the people, whistling.

Killing, starting in this way, under the sigh of anger, there are dozens of Changhong flying out in the Tibetan Dragons, and they rushed straight to the sky evil spirits, and roared and resounded, killing blood and rain, spreading the earth——

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