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Chapter 529 Famous in the Eastern Desolation Mosu!
This is a kind of majesty, a kind of majesty that can collapse the palm with one finger, stop the fighting with a word, and make the people of the bat saint tribe feel horrified with just one look!
"I'm also a foreigner." Su Ming raised his head, looked at the Bat Saints in the sky, and at the top of the sky, the Jinxian clansman whose expression had changed drastically.
The bloody and killing here, these scenes made Su Ming's expression somber when he came here. If he came later, I'm afraid there would be no more people alive here. Some twists and turns.
And...even though the people who died were from the Witch Clan, even the people from the Witch Clan looked the same as the barbarians. Although they practiced different techniques, they could still belong to the human race, but these creatures in the sky had bat-like wings. , obviously belonging to other races here.
Their appearance was very strange, but from Su Ming's point of view, they were vaguely similar to Yue Yi.
With a cold snort, as the expressions of the bat saint clan members changed rapidly, he took a step towards the air. At this moment, a sharp roar came from the mouths of the golden thread clan members of the bat saint clan in the sky.
As it roared, the Bat Saint tribe members around them showed ferocity and madness, and rushed straight towards Su Ming, especially the dozen or so Purple Line tribe members who were at the front, rushing towards Su Ming.
Su Ming's expression was always gloomy, and his whole body was filled with golden light. He did not use any magical powers, but raised his right hand to make a fist and punched forward!
Sixty percent of the bones in his body are now barbaric bones. As for the strength of his own cultivation, Su Ming only has a general judgment and no detailed comparison. At this moment, these people from the Bat Saint Clan are just used to verify his own strength. The power of cultivation.
This punch hit the void, and the whole world roared instantly. The golden light of Su Ming's body suddenly dazzled, as if it had turned into a sun. The moment the punch was punched, cracks appeared in the void, and an impressive formation formed. A huge black hole vortex, the vortex went straight ahead. Every member of the Bat Saint clan who came into contact with this vortex had their bodies violently sucked in and crushed into pieces in the screams. collapse.
Su Ming took a step forward. The moment the step fell, the world shook, and space cracks appeared directly in the void under Su Ming's feet. It seemed that it was unbearable. When it spread to the surroundings, the more than ten purple The Line Tribe is approaching.
Su Ming did not dodge. He passed the finger of his right hand in front of him and directly pointed at a purple-lined bat clan member. The purple-threaded bat clanman roared and pressed his right hand towards Su Ming's finger, relying on his powerful physical strength. Instead of resisting, the five fingers of his left hand formed into claws and grabbed Su Ming's chest.
He was already prepared, prepared for half of his body to collapse. When he thought about it, even if half of his body collapsed, he would still hurt the opponent. However, what he did not expect was that between his right hand and The moment Su Ming's fingers touched it, he immediately felt an indescribable force exploding directly from his right hand. In just a moment, he lost consciousness and sank permanently.
In the eyes of outsiders, this Purple Line tribesman was just pointed out by Su Ming, and his entire body exploded completely, turning into a large piece of flesh and blood. It seemed that the power contained in Su Ming's finger was enough to destroy the world. land.
Killing a Purple Thread Clan member with one finger. This scene was not slow, but happened in an instant. It was so fast that the pupils of the Golden Thread Bat Clan suddenly shrank, and the Witch Clan people below burst out after seeing it. There was a strong cheer.
But this cheer just came out, and immediately stopped, because the people of the Witch Clan below saw with their own eyes that one of the Purple Line Clan members died, and the rest approached the golden figure in their eyes in an instant, all He took action and all hit the golden figure.
Su Ming did not dodge and allowed the attacks from the Purple Line Bats to fall on him. Each of the Purple Line Bats looked ferocious and showed crazy murderous intent, but their ferocity and murderous intent were instantaneous.
"It's too weak." Su Ming shook his head. His current body is so strong that he didn't feel much about these attacks. It was just a slight tumbling of his blood. He took a deep breath, and all the bones in his body rushed towards him. All the power was unleashed. This was the power of Su Ming's bone sacrifice. This was the strongest power contained in his body at the moment!
The moment this force erupted, Su Ming's body was covered in gold for a hundred feet, and amidst roars and screams, he saw those purple-lined bats who had attacked Su Ming just now spurting out blood one by one, and their bodies were flying towards the ground. He rolled back and his body collapsed.
Su Ming's expression was as usual. He raised his right hand and grasped it in the air. Immediately, a purple-threaded bat clan retreated straight towards Su Ming uncontrollably. Su Ming grabbed him by the neck and gently With a pinch, the whole body of the bat clan member immediately roared, fell down, and died.
"So fragile and vulnerable." Su Ming let go of his hand. When the body of the Purple Thread Bat Clan fell to the ground, Su Ming raised his head and looked at the gloomy-looking Golden Thread Clan member of the Bat Saint Clan at the highest point in the sky. The words spoken at this moment are exactly the same as what the Golden Thread Bat Clan said to the Ming Clan just now.
The hundreds of Bat Saint clansmen who were about to rush up all around looked shocked and backed away with strong fear, and none of them dared to take half a step forward.
"Who are you!" The Golden Thread Clan member of the Bat Saint Clan said gloomily.
Although Su Ming was looking up from below, it gave the Golden Thread tribesman the illusion that he was being looked down upon, which shocked him deeply. The appearance of Su Ming and the astonishing momentum and killing power he exuded made this man feel that he was being looked down upon. The Golden Thread Clan members of the Bat Saint Clan felt as if they were suffocating. One of the reasons why he brought many tribesmen to the valley where the Witch Clan lived was to occupy the altar here.
But occupying the altar can be advanced or postponed, and this is the junction of the three clans. According to the agreement made by the Yinling clan back then, it is necessary to give the Wu clan a chance of survival.
Therefore, the Wu Clan can survive to this day. If nothing unexpected happens, the Wu Clan will continue to become weaker and weaker, but it will not be exterminated in a short time, and will only slowly become slaves and prey.
But the reason why he chose to come at this time actually had a deep reason.
The reason for this is the dissipation of the tenth month.
At the same time that the tenth month dissipated, the only four remaining Golden Thread members of their entire Bat Saint Clan felt the call from their Saint Ancestor at the same time.
The voice of the call clearly expressed a will, and what existed in that will was the desire for the sacrifice of foreign flesh and blood souls!
This desire may be for a person or a race. The specific expression is a bit vague, which is why the killing just now happened.
The souls of all those who died were secretly taken away by the bat saints, even the spilled flesh and blood.
But at this moment, with the appearance of Su Ming, and with the sudden change in this kind of killing, the look of the Golden Thread Clan member of the Bat Saint Clan couldn't help but change drastically. He had a vague feeling that what the Saint Ancestor longed for might not be the entire foreign race. , but a certain strong man from the foreign race!
Su Ming looked calm and ignored the Golden Thread Clan members of the Bat Saint Clan. Instead, he turned to look at the hundreds of Wu Clan people who were looking at him blankly at this moment. His eyes swept over these people and finally focused on Nangong Hen's body.
But all the witches who met his gaze were fanatical in their eyes, lowered their heads, and looked respectful. Although they didn't know about Su Ming's arrival, Su Ming's appearance saved them from the crisis, especially It was Su Ming's move just now that made them even more excited.
The same goes for Nangong Hen. When Su Ming looked at him, Nangong Hen immediately clasped his fists and bowed respectfully to Su Ming.
"Nangong of the Ming clan, I would like to pay my respects to my senior. Thank you very much for saving our clan from danger."
"The Ming clan...Brother Nangong, we haven't seen each other for many years. We said goodbye that day, but I didn't expect that when we meet now, it feels like the world has changed forever." Su Ming spoke slowly, with some emotion.
"Senior is..." Nangong Hen heard Su Ming's words and was completely stunned. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Ming carefully. Gradually, his expression changed from confusion to doubt, and then from doubt to doubt. He hesitated, until finally his expression completely changed, showing disbelief.
"Mo Su... you... you are Mo Su!!" Nangong Hen stayed there, feeling a huge wave of emotions in his heart, and spoke in disbelief.
The Su Ming he saw back then was wearing a mask. The mask was no longer on Su Ming's face at this moment, and his true face was revealed. But Su Ming's voice and the words just now were like thunder. flashed across Nangong Hen's mind.
"I should have thought that when you left the gambling scene with the young man and woman, you should have gone to the burial place of Zhu Jiuyin and disappeared since then. The tenth month appeared in the sky..." Nangong Hennao It buzzed and murmured to itself.
"Mo Su, he turned out to be Mo Su. I still remember this name. I was there at the gambling conference back then. Those miraculous scenes are still unforgettable!
But he...how did he become so strong now! ! "
"I remembered that back then, this person was still fighting against Senior Tiemu, but his cultivation level was just a witch at the beginning, and now... he is so powerful now!"
Waves of uproar came from the mouths of hundreds of witch clansmen. Su Ming's appearance and Su Ming's identity made them unbelievable. The figure in their minds back then and the person who appeared in front of them now could hardly overlap.
Su Ming smiled slightly. He could see Nangong Hen here. In his emotion, he also knew that his years in the Immortal Realm were indeed not synchronized with the outside world. It should not have been too long.
Otherwise, during those thousand-year dream-like years, not only would the outside world be filled with vicissitudes of life, but Nangong Hen would probably have long since become a skeleton destroyed by ashes.
"Mosu! Very good, what happened today will not end, we still have another day to meet again!" The golden-threaded bat tribe in the sky gritted its teeth, flapped its wings behind its back, and ran straight into the distance.
"Let's go!" Following his words, the bat saints all around breathed a sigh of relief. Facing Su Ming's horror, they were already trembling with fear, and they flapped their wings rapidly at this moment, and they were about to leave here quickly.
"Just leaving like that?" Su Ming turned around and looked coldly at the Bat Saint clan members who were about to leave.
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