Chapter 147 The Starry Sky
"That's right, this is the agreement of eastern security. In order to prevent the next accident, it will... En?" Dongfang Hua was stunned. When he was explaining, his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked out of the crack cautiously.
There is silence outside the crack at this moment, and it is clear that no one comes here to wait as promised.
"There is a problem!" The young man surnamed Chen looked gloomy. He took a few steps forward, raised his right hand and put it on the rock wall of the crack on the side, closed his eyes, and opened it after a long time.
"There was no ambush outside, but... there were no Hakka who responded to the appointment." As he said, his right hand pulled out a rock directly, bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and threw it outside the crack.
Suddenly, the stone touched and turned into a figure like a young man surnamed Chen. He looked cautious and walked around outside the crack.
"It's true that there was no ambush, but why didn't they come..." The young man surnamed Chen looked at Dongfang Hua and whispered.
"Wait a minute!" Dongfang Hua frowned and looked at the shadow of barbarism piled up outside the crack.
After a piece of incense, the wandering figure turned into a blood fog and turned into a stone again.
Su Ming looked at this scene and paid attention to the young man surnamed Chen.
"Brother Mo, Brother Chen, there is something wrong. After we go out later, it's better not to disperse and gallop towards the northwest together. I remember that it is a gathering place in eastern An." With a trace of anxiety, Dongfang Hua said in a low voice. After seeing Su Ming and the young man surnamed Chen nodding, he took a deep breath and rushed out with a figure under his teeth.
The young man surnamed Chen followed closely. Su Ming was behind, and the three of them rushed out of the crack directly. Outside the crack, a bloody wind blew on his face, fluttering Su Ming's long hair. The surroundings were dark, surrounded by thin fog, a bald mountain was desolate, and bursts of black gas rose from the earth and
Dongfang Hua and the young man surnamed Chen galloped towards the northwest, turning into two rainbows on the ground. Su Ming wanted to follow, but at the moment he walked out, he subconsciously looked up at the sky here, but at this glance, his whole body suddenly shook, and the calm and indifference in his eyes were replaced by shock in an The body paused involuntarily.
"Brother Mo?" The young man surnamed Chen, who was galloping ahead, was stunned and looked back at Su Ming.
"Don't talk to him. There must be a change here. You can't stay for a long time!" Dongfanghua opened his mouth quickly, and his body did not pause at all, and galloped away.
The young man surnamed Chen hesitated for a moment and then left in a hurry. Gradually, the two disappeared in front of them.
Su Ming stood there in a daze, looking at the stars in the sky, and let the voice of the wind call anxiously in his mind, as if he hadn't heard it, and all of them were forgotten.
He looked at the starry sky, and the confusion in his eyes replaced everything.
After experiencing the tragedy of Wushan, the confusion of Nanchen, the years of loneliness, and the scene of harmony. During this period, Su Ming got used to calmness, familiar with indifference, and was often silent.
In his body, such a shocked look is not rare, but it will never be much, let alone step into the place where the ancestors of Handan Mountain sit at this moment. In this place full of crisis, his shocked expression made his mind blank.
He looked at the sky. Although the fog was hazy, his eyes could still be seen through the fog. There was a little starlight on the dark sky. The starlight flashed. If it hadn't been for it (Baidu Seeking for Magic, Official YY: 3934) Four cracks were unknown on the sky. How long has it been open? The fog has dispersed through the cracks. Su Ming can hardly tell whether the starry sky is true or false.
"Fake..." Su Ming muttered. He looked at the four cracks. Their existence clearly told Su Ming that the starry sky here was fake and made by someone. It... did not exist.
Su Ming has seen this starry sky once.
"Su Ming, remember this starry sky..." In Su Ming's mind, Grandpa's voice, like a desolate wind, swirling.
Su Ming looked confused and stood there motionless. He looked at the starry sky. There was a void in his eyes, and there was silence around him, but in Su Ming's heart, there was a voice muttering.
"Why is there a starry sky that I remember here..."
"Why did the ancestors of Handan Mountain arrange this starry sky here..."
"Why does his treasure make me feel cordial..."
"Why can't this treasure be taken away by the breeze, but when it sees me, it integrates into my body..."
"Why did this sword open up a road of flesh and blood after piercing my body? These paths give me the feeling that it exists, but it is blocked? ..."
"Why is it that the red grassland of the ancestors of Handan Mountain is used by others to absorb qi and blood, but I use it, but it is very different..."
"Why..."
"Ancestor of Handan Mountain, where are you from... where are you from the big one that belongs to this starry sky?" Where did I come from..." The voice in Su Ming's heart finally changed from a mumbling to a roar. The roar existed in his heart. Outsiders could not hear it. They could only see Su Ming as if he had lost his soul. He stood outside the crack in a daze and looked at the sky in a daze.
Hundreds of feet away from Su Ming, there is a hill. At this moment, there are two people sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. One of them is an old man in black robe. His eyes are bright and he presses his fingers on his right eye.
"Dong the three people in the east of An this time, Dongfang Hua and Chen Nuo went all the way to the northwest. They should go to the place where they gathered in the east of An. You don't have to pay attention to it. The two of them went, but they just want to die.
He also carved a person, standing still and looking at the sky in a daze. His cultivation... no more than 800 blood lines! However, there is no information about this person in the guest house in eastern An.
"There are less than 800 blood lines. Directly remove the head and enough blood. This time, the tribe has been preparing for many years. It is impossible for Andong to be aware of it in advance. This person may be a newly absorbed Hakka, Lin Dong, you take action." The speaker was a four-year-old man, and he spoke calmly.
"End it as soon as possible, and we are going to reunite with the people who ambush the Puqiang Department." After saying that, the 40-year-old man closed his eyes. He was wearing a red robe, and there was a woman's face looming on it. In Handanshan City, only the people of Yanchi could have this kind of clothing.
Obviously, this big man is the bloodline of Yanchibu!
The old man in black robe named Lin Dong nodded when he heard the words, lowered his left hand from his right eye, got up and walked forward. His speed was so fast that he soon disappeared.
Su Ming is still standing there, confused in his eyes. He has a strong feeling that he must have something very similar to the ancestors of the Handan Mountain!
But in front of him, there seems to be a veil. He wants to see everything clearly, but there is always a sense of hazy. Everything can only be guessed.
"I'm going to find the place where he sits... I'm going to have a look... him!" Su Ming closed his eyes, suddenly raised his right hand and punched an empty and fierce punch next to him.
Just hearing a muffled sound, in the void beside Su Ming, there were immediately ripples, and the figure of an old man in black was revealed. His face was pale, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. Although there was a look of surprise in his eyes, he did not retreat. Instead, he raised his right hand and grabbed A black claw went straight to Su Ming to grab it.
Although Su Ming was at a loss before, the moment he walked out of the crack, he had already unfolded the branding technique, with a radius of 200 feet. If there was a wind blowing, he could not hide his induction.
When the old man in black appeared, Su Ming had already noticed it.
At this moment, in the face of the old man's black claws rushing to the depths, Su Ming did not look at it, but looked up at the hill not far away. It was almost the moment when his eyes were condensed on the top of the mountain (Baidu Seeking for Magic, Official YY: 3943), beside him, the In a flash, a blue light appeared out of thin air, instantly penetrating through the center of his eyebrows, bringing out a piece of blood and spilling it behind the old man.
The old man's eyes suddenly opened wide, showing an unbelievable look. His eyes were dim, and his whole body fell three feet away next to Su Ming. After a few ** times, he died of anger.
This scene happened too quickly. The red-robed man on the top of the mountain suddenly stood up, and his expression changed greatly, showing shock. He didn't care too much about this battle. He knew Lin Dong's cultivation. Although this man only had 800 blood lines, his brutecity was mysterious, and he could melt his figure. It was difficult With this brute force, Lin Dong has repeatedly built a foil.
But this man in red robe never thought that Lin Dong would die like this. He didn't even see the process clearly, and even saw the person who was just looking at the sky in a daze and punched.
After a punch, although Lin Dong was forced out of his figure, he still carried out the killing, but at this time, Lin was suddenly violent? ...
The man in red robe was shocked. At the moment of his rise, it was the moment when Su Ming's eyes stared at him. The eyes of the two intersected in mid-air.
"Ret!" The man in red robe was shocked. At this moment, Su Ming was full of strangeness in his opinion. As a Yanchi clan, he did not want to take risks. He galloped back and was about to leave here.
"I want to go!" Su Ming was indifferent in his eyes, and his body took a step forward. As soon as he showed his speed, he turned into a long rainbow against the ground and went straight to the mountain. After seeing Su Ming's speed, the red-robed man was even more shocked. His hill was more than 400 feet away from Su Ming, but now Su Ming was approaching, and Dun, but it won't take long for you to be chased.
"This man killed Lin Dong easily. He must be a strong man who has hidden his cultivation. I'm not his opponent!" The man in red robe retreated with a decisive look. He quickly raised his right hand and took out a red box the size of a palm from his arms. After crushing it, a round stone floated out of it.
The stone was all red, with dense strokes on it, forming an extremely complex pattern. The moment the stone was taken out by the big man, there was a strong red light flashing on the stone, spreading fiercely around, and the figure of the big man in red robe gradually blurred, and he stared at it. Su Ming, who was close to 300 feet, sneered at the corners of his mouth.
"Although Lin Dong is dead, he has tested the existence of another strong man in the East, and this task is also completed... Want to kill Yan? Humph!"