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Chapter 263 It's Windy and Cold for Three Days!
The old psychic medium exclaimed, and his expression changed from horrified to shocked in the blink of an eye.
He never thought that the person who was sent by most of the Witch Clan to encircle and suppress him would actually... own a Holy Beast of the Witch Clan!
This kind of holy beast, which is rarely summoned even by the people of the witch clan, now appears in the summons of the barbarian people. Shocked, blank.
What was equally shocking was that in addition to the old psychic medium, there was also the pair of extremely beautiful Si Chens. The expressions of these two people changed rapidly at this moment, revealing expressions of disbelief. This kind of expression was extremely unusual for these two extremely beautiful men. Rare.
The two of them and the old psychic medium were both sent here more than ten years ago, with the purpose of waiting for the person who always causes killings in this area every ten years or so.
But now that I saw Tian Xiezi, everything was going very smoothly. But at that most critical moment, Tian Xiezi's words changed everything like the world was reversed.
"Golden Roc Sacred Beast... No wonder my Wu Clan has sent people to its habitat several times, but they have never been able to get their approval and cannot be summoned. It turns out that this Golden Roc Sacred Beast... already has a master!
But this...how is this possible! !He is a member of the barbarian tribe and is not a cultivator of my witch tribe. How could he be recognized by the Golden Roc Saint Beast! "The pair of Si Chen took a breath. The golden roc, which was galloping between the sky and the earth in the distance just a moment ago, was approaching in a blink of an eye. The roaring wind set off by its approach gave people a feeling like countless invisible mountains roaring towards them. illusion.
The remaining members of the Wu clan who surrounded Su Ming and Tian Xiezi had lost all resistance when the golden roc appeared. They were dazed and frightened, and did not dare to take action at all.
"Golden Roc Holy Beast!!"
"Oh my god, it turned out to be the Jinpeng holy beast!"
Waves of uproar ensued. Regarding the holy beast, the people of the Witch Clan had a kind of awe as if they were facing the power of God. That was how they, the Witch Clan, could fight against the totem-like beast.
At this moment, under the strong wind caused by the arrival of the golden roc, these people were like fallen leaves floating in the sky, being swept away into the distance, roaring and whirling, and the encirclement collapsed instantly.
As Su Ming gasped, he saw the Jinpeng approaching. Its huge body surpassed a thousand feet, and the coercion it formed gave people a feeling that the sky in the early morning was suddenly dark and was covered by the body of the Jinpeng. , like covering the sky and covering the sun.
In comparison, both the people around him who were blown away by the strong wind and Su Ming himself were so small that they could almost be ignored. This golden roc, in an extremely arrogant way, squeezed into the eyes of everyone here. .
At the moment of approaching, this heroic and extraordinary Jinpeng was gleaming with golden light. It looked like a golden eagle. It seemed that it was impossible to look directly at it, especially its eyes, which were indifferent. His gaze swept across the void. There was a crackling sound that seemed unbearable.
Su Ming could see without a doubt that its spirituality surpassed all the ferocious beasts he had seen so far. Even the stick snake was slightly inferior in this respect.
However, the stick snake is still a larva after all, so it is naturally difficult to compare it with a famous holy beast like Jin Peng in the witch clan.
The Jin Peng's gaze swept around, but when it fell on Su Ming, it paused. At this moment, the golden light in its gaze was instantly intense, making Su Ming's body tremble, as if he was about to be inside. The illusion of seeing everything inside and out.
If it were an ordinary barbarian, he would have lost the consciousness of thinking at this moment. However, in addition to the barbarian creations, Su Ming also practiced the method of refining energy and transforming consciousness in the outer realm. His spiritual consciousness was so strong that it might not be worth mentioning in the outer realm. , but among the barbarian peers, he is uniquely blessed.
Although the consciousness in his mind at this moment was still unable to resist the gaze that the Jin Peng was looking at, it could make Su Ming feel the reason why the Jin Peng was staring at him.
Su Ming vaguely realized that what the Jinpeng Eyes were looking at was not his body at all, but the Hanshan Bell inside his body!
In other words, there is something inside the Hanshan Bell that makes Jinpeng feel something and want to see it clearly!
Almost at the moment when Jin Peng's eyes were concentrated, in Su Ming's Hanshan Bell, the stick-shaped insect snake whose body was slowly recovering suddenly shrank suddenly, and its head was even more so. He raised his dim eyes in an instant, and regained the ferocious light in an instant.
This light is like a flashback, seemingly strong, but in fact it is a bit scattered, but in the depth of the light, the arrogance of this stick snake is revealed.
It seems that this kind of arrogance exists in the bloodline of this insect snake and exists in its soul. It has been passed down from generation to generation and still exists and has never been eradicated.
The arrogance hidden in the ferocity, it seems that if the gap in strength is eliminated, the stick snake and the golden roc are not in the same level at all, because the stick snake's arrogance reveals a domineering, a... The aura of self-respect!
This kind of momentum was noticed by Su Ming. His mind was shaken, and he immediately saw the light in Jin Peng's eyes flickering. In Jin Peng's eyes, Su Ming seemed to see hesitation, and saw the hesitation. A hint of fear.
At this moment, Su Ming suddenly felt like a stick-like tiger's young son. Even though he had not grown up yet and was injured, even if he encountered a lone wolf, the tiger's young son still raised his head and showed his uniqueness. It belongs to its momentum.
This feeling only appeared for a moment, and as that Jin Peng looked away, it quickly disappeared without a trace. The people around, even Tian Xiezi, didn't notice it.
After all, the moment when Jin Peng's eyes stared at Su Ming seemed slow to Su Ming, but in fact, it was only a moment.
When Jin Peng's eyes swept all around, the strong wind roared in the world. Jin Peng raised his head, faced the sky, opened his mouth and let out a roar.
The roar was not ear-shattering at first, but it reached its peak in an instant, forming an indescribable sound wave, roaring towards all directions.
Those witch clansmen who were blown away by the wind, heard the roar, let out screams one by one, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and they collapsed one by one and turned into blood and flesh.
As for the ferocious beasts under them, they were all trembling as early as the arrival of the Golden Peng. They were now crawling in mid-air, daring not to move.
This sound wave contained a power that made Su Ming's mind roar, causing his consciousness to go blank at this moment. When he woke up, he saw the old psychic medium on the ground, in a miserable and miserable state. His head immediately exploded into flesh and blood, his whole body was covered with black blood, and he fell to the side.
Su Ming also saw that in addition to the miserable deaths of all the people of the Witch Clan around him, the pair of extremely beautiful Si Chens, with bleeding from their orifices and embarrassed expressions, were running away with endless terror on their faces.
But while the two of them were escaping, there was one person who couldn't bear the sound of the golden roc. His body trembled and spurted out blood. As he moved forward, his body shattered inch by inch. After walking less than ten feet, he turned into a piece of The flesh and blood dissipated, but the right hand held by his lover remained.
The remaining beautiful man looked at the arm in his hand and let out a desperate roar, but he did not look back, but ran like crazy, and his body was filled with a lot of blood mist. His handsome and beautiful face , as soon as the blood mist dispersed, rot appeared. In the blink of an eye, it changed from beautiful to shockingly ugly, but he did escape from the dead and disappeared from the sight of Su Ming. .
At the same time, the outlines of countless wronged souls outside Tian Xiezi's body exploded under the sound of Jin Peng, and turned into faces with resentment again, disappearing around.
Tianxiezi opened his eyes.
"Fourth, have you ever killed anyone?" Tian Xiezi said calmly after smelling the blood around him.
This was the first time that Su Ming saw such a large-scale killing, saw Tian Xiezi's action, and saw the power of the golden roc.
"Killed..." Su Ming was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Follow me, my master is waiting for you here." Tian Xiezi glanced at Su Ming and walked calmly to Jin Peng's back. Jin Peng closed his eyes and let Tian Xiezi sit cross-legged on its back.
"The combined strength of this pair of Sichen is equivalent to the barbarian soul state of our barbarians. Now one person has died, and there is only one left. He was injured again, and his cultivation is around the bone sacrifice.
Si Chen is not too common among the Witch Clan. It is not easy to find such a pair, but his speed should be very fast. You have been delayed for so long. If you want to catch up, you have to go deep into the Witch Clan.
Fourth child, do you dare? "Tian Xiezi spoke slowly.
Su Ming lowered his head, with a flash of light in his eyes. He did not speak, but turned around in the direction of the only person who escaped, turning into a rainbow and galloping away.
"My master will wait for you for three days. If you don't come back after three days, you won't be able to come back."
Tian Xiezi's voice spread and fell into Su Ming's ears, but Su Ming's footsteps did not pause at all, and his figure disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Tian Xiezi slowly closed his eyes and sat there calmly, waiting.
The earth of the Wu clan is swirling with desolation, and the whimpering sound of the wind is like someone crying miserably. The sound blows across the earth and across the sky, bringing strangeness and a dull depression.
Su Ming was galloping in the sky of the Witch Clan, but half an hour after he flew out, he frowned and looked down at the land below. This land was an endless jungle with no end in sight. .
With a flash of his gaze, Su Ming went straight to the ground, and after a while, he stepped on the muddy ground of the jungle. He closed his eyes, and his consciousness dispersed. After a while, he opened and closed his eyes, swayed his body, and disappeared on the spot. The figure was as ethereal as smoke, and after a while, it appeared beside an old tree, squatted down, and touched the wet ground beside it, where there was a drop of blood.
"I was worried about being chased, so I didn't go to the sky. Instead, I used the jungle as a cover and the familiarity of the terrain as a hiding place, so as to gain time to heal..." Su Ming murmured, with a smile on his lips.
The jungle is his home! ——
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