Chapter 373 A Paper Crane!

Volume 2 Wind and Cold Chapter 373 A Paper Crane!

"Now, you know why I'm threatening you." Su Ming's words were cold and he opened his mouth slowly.

The old girl's expression changed rapidly. Under the impact, she subconsciously stepped back a few steps. Her pupils in her eyes contracted, stared at Su Ming's right index finger, and took a deep breath.

"The power of the barbarian god..."

This force just suddenly appeared and disappeared. As if it had never appeared, the hair on Su Ming's right index finger also stopped burning.

At the same time, the impact around him also disappeared in an instant. Without the rear force, Su Ming's scattered hair fell and his clothes no longer danced, but he stood there like a mountain. At this moment, he looked indifferent and stared at the old girl. Although the hair on his fingers did not emit the slightest breath as before, he saw At the time of the outbreak, the old girl's breathing became rapid.

She stared at Su Ming's right index finger. It was not that she hadn't checked this finger just now, but in her perception, she couldn't see the slightest clue, which was also the reason why she despised the power of the barbarian god.

After all, she is a witch, not a barbarian, and she does not recognize the so-called barbarian god.

She firmly believes that all cultivation comes from her own practice. No matter how strong the external force is, it is also an external force after all. With her strength as a witch, she does not think that there is an external force that even the fragile bone sacrificial barbarians can master, which can kill herself in an instant.

But at this moment, her forehead sweated. At that moment, at the moment when she saw the power of the barbarian god, she had a sense of shock. Under that breath, she could not even rise the mind of resistance. If she was completely suppressed, her mind was blank. She had no doubt that if Su Ming wanted to kill. With herself, under that finger, she must not be able to survive.

"Mother-in-law, let him go." When the old woman was shocked, Su Ming looked at her coldly. When her eyes flashed, there was a moment of silence around her, and a woman's gentle voice echoed in the silence.

It was a woman, a woman in white who came step by step from a distance and stood beside the old woman. This woman was beautiful, with beautiful hair and a shawl. She stood there, like a flood of autumn water.

She is the saint of the Haiqiu Department, Wanqiu.

Su Ming's eyes swept over the woman in white. He did not speak, but withdrew a few steps back, turned into a long rainbow in a flash, went straight to the sky of the night, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Until Su Ming left, the old girl's face was still a little pale. Only then did the power of the barbarian god disperse at that moment, bringing the old girl an indelible memory and impact.

"It's Wanqiu who is reckless, mother-in-law." The beautiful woman frowned at this moment and opened her mouth softly. Her heart was also shaken, and the power of the barbaric god was also strong, which was also her first feeling.

The old girl was silent and shook her head after a moment.

"What a barbarian god's power. I underestimated him. Even if you don't ask for this matter, I will do it. Feel the power of the barbarian god. Maybe it will help Lord Zongze's breakthrough. Have you left everything just now?" The old girl looked a little complicated and took a look at the direction Su Ming left.

The woman nodded gently. While her right hand was raised, a palm-sized ancient mirror appeared in her hand. There was a fog in the mirror. With the woman's left hand touching, all the fog was absorbed into the inner mirror, and a strong light scattered from the mirror. It was sent out, causing the nothingness around it to be distorted.

Then, in the twist, an illusory scene was revealed, and a scene emerged. In that picture, it was Su Ming and the old girl who did not really take action against each other, but a battle against the use of the power of heaven and earth.

It is lifelike, and even the momentum and hegemony of the inner power of the barbarian god are clearly preserved.

"Unfortunately, the relationship with Su Ming, I'm afraid it will be difficult to contact again from then on, and I have to bear the anger of the witch master..." The woman in white whispered.

"Su Ming is not worried. Once he has no power of the barbarian god, he is just an ant. There is no need to make friends with him. Besides, didn't you have the power to predict him before? This person's life is ordinary, there is nothing surprising, and he is a short-lived person. The only thing to care about is the witch's anger... But with this thing, it is worth it if it can help Lord Zongze's cultivation improvement!" The old girl's eyes flashed and she said slowly.

Until now, she has not cared too much about Su Ming. What she cares about is the power of the barbarian god that makes her feel death. She believes that without the power of the barbarian god, Su Ming is indeed no different from ants.

"But my mother-in-law, when Su Ming unfolded the power of the barbaric god just now, my perception fluctuated. Su Ming may not be as I predicted before, but..." The woman in white frowned tightly.

"Eh?" The old woman was stunned. Before she stopped Su Ming, she was with Wanqiu and saw with her own eyes that the other party was predicting Su Ming's future.

The process is extremely smooth, and the things about Su Ming's future are also more thorough. This person's life is mediocre, and his cultivation is the limit in the middle of the sacrifice of the bones, and he will die in the disaster of the Eastern Wilderness a few years later.

But now, she couldn't help but be surprised when she heard Wanqiu's hesitant words.

"It's strange for this person. I predicted it smoothly before and it was successful. Even if I predicted it again at this moment, it was also smooth, and the answer was the same.

However, when the power of this man's barbarian god dispersed, under the powerful power of heaven and earth, I suddenly felt uneasy in the distance and made a prediction again, but what I saw was vague, and even... I didn't see anything, so I felt a crisis of death. The woman in white frowned and closed her eyes, as if she were feeling something.

"If it is not my illusion, it is that this person's future is disturbed and covered by a powerful force, which is revealed to be deliberately seen, not real!

If this is the case, then this person... maybe we should not offend..." Wanqiu opened her eyes, and a trace of fatigue and puzzlement flashed in her eyes.

"That's it. Don't worry about it. I don't think Su Ming is what you said. It's just an ant." The old girl was silent for a moment and slowly opened her mouth.

"Let's go and see Lord Zong Ze with me." The old woman said, turned around and left. Wanqiu stood there and looked at the direction of Su Ming's departure. Her beautiful face was still frowned and did not predict, but followed the old woman.

At this moment, in the Lan barrier, in the land belonging to the barbarians, in a cold world, the end of thousands of miles of silver frost, beyond the distant place where the ghost platform is located, where there is a huge tribe that seems to have no border.

This tribe is so big and covers a wide area, and Nanchen is rare!

Here is one of the two major tribes of the Nanchen barbarians, most of the cold weather!

At this moment, in most of the cold weather, in an extremely luxurious attic, there is a man sitting cross-legged in a long blue shirt, with white hair and a thin body. He is closing his eyes and meditated.

For a long time, the old man's eyes slowly opened. At the moment he opened his eyes, his body immediately appeared twists and ripples, and his whole body soon blurred, faintly, as if another person appeared on his now blurred body.

It was a man in an imperial robe and an imperial crown. Although he could not see the meticulous appearance clearly, he could faintly see that this was by no means an old man, but a middle-aged man.

This man's eyes are deep, and his eyes seem to be able to penetrate the attic, penetrate the void, penetrate the endless distance, fall on the distant witch land, fall in the temporary tribe where the great Mediterranean autumn part of the witch, and fall on the tribe, Wanqiu.

"The foreboding of the witch clan... This magical ability can still see some clues under my interference... But if you don't delve into it, I'll spare you!" The man with the emperor's crown said to himself, raised his right hand, and there was a crane folded with rice paper in the heart of his hand. The crane flew out and went straight to the sky along the window. After disappearing above the nine days, the man closed his eyes.

At the moment he closed his eyes, the ambiguity and distortion of his body suddenly disappeared, turning into the white-haired old man in a blue gown, looking dry and thin, not surprising.

Above the nine days, the paper crane flying from most of the cold sky scattered ripples outside its body and disappeared in an instant. When it appeared, it was actually over the distant Tianlan City.

In the war outside Tianlan City, sometimes there will be small-scale two sides. With the assembly of the witch army, warriors from various tribes come here every day and become a new force to guard Tianlan.

The huge stone tablet in the city is extremely eye-catching. If it can be listed on it, it will be remembered, its prestige will be scattered, and it will be respected.

has a name, which is now ranked more than 170, called Yuefeng, the only survivor from a small tribe.

The paper crane in the sky seemed to be noticed by no one. Its wings flashed and disappeared again. When it appeared this time, it was on the edge of the land of Nanchen, where the Dead Sea spread.

The sea roared, and countless shadows swam in the sea. The sea had flooded the trapezoidal mountains here and spread little by little towards the witch land.

In the black seabed in the distance, you can faintly see a huge head, revealing its eyes, staring coldly at the land of Nanchen.

The paper crane in the sky rushed again. When it disappeared, it was still on the Dead Sea, but it was extremely far away from Nanchen.

The sea below is endless, the waves are shining, and sometimes there are dragons leaping up from the sea and roaring... Take a closer look, there are countless up and down the sea... Beasts of the Dead Sea, the direction they are moving forward is Nanchen!

On the sea, there is a huge floating object, which looks like a corner left by a palace after the collapse. It follows the waves and goes towards Nanchen. Behind it, there are countless such palace wreckage... Among them, there is a piece of the wreckage, if the palace There are several large characters in the position of the plaque.

"Dayu Tiangong"

The font reveals the vicissitudes of life... Around these wrecks, in addition to the countless beasts of the Dead Sea, there are seven or eight on the sea. The huge heads reveal their eyes on the sea, as if there are giants on the bottom of the sea, stepping forward.

In the sky, the paper crane flashed and disappeared again. This time, when it appeared, a continent far beyond Nanchen appeared below it...

On the mainland, near the Dead Sea, there are no less than a million people. They sit there cross-legged one by one, covering such a wide range that they can't see the end at all.

Their eyes are in the south, the south where the place of Nanchen is located!

"There are still ten years..."

The paper crane in the sky flashed again. When it disappeared and appeared, it was still on this eastern wilderness continent, but it was in the other direction, where it was the east of the eastern wilderness.

The whole land in the east was shrouded in a black fog, and there was no vitality in it. There were only bursts of sad screams and wailing, echoing all the years. When the paper crane appeared, he suddenly stretched out a huge hand from the black fog and grabbed the paper crane.

"Zanglongzong, Daye Xianzong, Tianlan Road, I'm here... The plot of August needs to be carefully filled, and I dare not write easily. There is no explosion today, but this month's outbreak will not be less. What I owed last month will be added this month.

On the first day of the month, ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket again!! Ergen's goal for this month is still to hit the top three! I lost in July, and I have to rush again in August... RQ