Chapter 1060 A Drop of Blood

The commander of tens of thousands of fairy alliance monks here is middle-aged, but you can still see that he was handsome when he was a teenager. It is... Su Ming's childhood playmate, Bei Ling!

This brother, who was respected by Su Ming when he was in Wushan, and then met among the barbarians and realized that everything was false, now... he is standing in the starry sky in the distance of Su Ming.

Su Ming looked at him, and Bei Ling also looked at Su Ming. The moment they touched their eyes across the starry sky and tens of thousands of monks, they touched their eyes together. Bei Ling's heart roared, and his face was pale in an instant. After stepping out of the body for several steps, he suddenly burst out of the late stage. Cultivation, this cultivation power rolled around, barely under Su Ming's eyes, did not continue to retreat.

But a wisp of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and even his look changed from pale to shock. At the moment when Su Ming looked at him, there was a strong feeling here in Beiling. Su Ming's eyes shuttled through nothingness like a sharp sword, penetrating into the body along his eyes and swimming between his meridians. , divide your own flesh and blood, and break your whole body bones, as if you are inside and out, all under the other party's eyes, like red luo, clearly seen.

Even the soul has nothing to hide under this gaze. All the secrets and all the memories are clearly seen in the eyes of the other party, giving him the illusion that he is alone in the vast sea of people.

Especially in the eyes of Bei Ling, he seems to have some kind of demonic power, as if this person knows all his past, which makes him feel extremely familiar and strangeness that he has never seen before.

In Beiling's view, this matter must have been caused by the other party's practice of some kind of pupil technique. He did not see who Su Ming was. After all, Su Ming's appearance at this moment was empty, and his cultivation was beyond Bei Ling's memory, but he could see that the person who came must be extraordinary.

Thinking of the name roared by the tens of thousands of monks before, two words immediately appeared in Beiling's mind.

"Daokong!"

Su Ming looked calm. He looked at Beiling, and scenes of memories came to his mind. The last memory was that he killed the Beiling at the ninth peak.

It's just that what was killed at that time was its projection of the barbarian land, and obviously the one standing here now is its real one.

Beiling's cultivation can be seen through at a glance in Su Ming's eyes. In the later stage of the position, it is only a little bit away from the great perfection. At such an age, such cultivation is enough to prove his proud identity. Although compared with Su Ming, there is already a gap between heaven and earth, how can Su Ming's experience For Su Ming, Shenyuan's party was a transformation and leap of the body and even the soul.

The life and death experienced during this period are far from bearable.

Seeing Bei Ling again at this moment, Su Ming didn't care about the truth of Wushan in the past. He didn't want to think about the truth anymore. Whether it's true or false, it's enough for him to know that he is true.

However, when Su Ming saw the bow behind Beiling, there was a touch of complexity in his expression. This bow existed in his memory, which belonged to the father of Beiling, the bow of the Wushan tribe.

In Su Ming's memory, this bow actually does not belong to Beiling's father. It belongs to the Wushan Department and is the token of the Wushan Department to inherit every generation.

Although this memory may be false, Su Ming thinks it is true, so all this should be realized according to his memory.

"In that case, this bow... just stay." Su Ming muttered softly. His voice could only be heard by himself, and neither Xu Hui nor Zhu Youcai could hear it.

With a sigh, Su Ming stood on the boat and walked towards the starry sky in front of him. When this step fell, he was already in the battlefield, looking calm and not slow. He looked at the place where Beiling was located, looking at the tens of thousands of monks in front of him as if there was nothing and walking calmly.

At the moment Su Ming came, Bei Ling's eyes suddenly contracted, and his body retreated a few steps again, and his face changed continuously.

"Sacrifice to destroy the sun, you two... Go and test this man's cultivation!" The left and right people behind him hesitated for a moment. After gritting their teeth, they immediately turned into Changhong and went straight to Su Ming in the battlefield.

Su Ming looked calm. As soon as he moved forward, there was a monk of the Immortal Alliance in front of him. With red eyes, he went straight to Su Ming. When he saw from the square, these monks were dense and numerous, and all kinds of magic spells, as the light of magic weapons flashed, like the rain of the star

Su Ming raised his right hand and stepped forward. His body was immediately close to a monk. His raised right hand grabbed the monk's neck casually and tilted aside. With a click, the monk could not dodge at all. His eyes were instantly dim, and his neck had been broken by Su Ming. At the same time, a red The flames scattered from Su Ming's hand, and instantly turned the monk's body into flying ash.

Together with its motogami, it could not escape and perished in an instant.

It's just that the death of a monk did not pose any threat to the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, and more monks roared and rushed to Su Ming.

The sound of bombardment was earth-shaking, and countless magical powers fell on Su Ming, but they could not stop Su Ming at all. Those magical powers collapsed on his body, but it was difficult for Su Ming to suffer a little damage. He was only physical strength, which was enough to sweep all directions.

A large number of magic weapons roared, but at the moment they touched Su Ming, there was a sound like a collision of gold and iron. All those magic weapons, all of them rolled upside down under a sudden shock, and the light dimmed in an instant, as if the anti-shock force of Su Ming's body directly shook the soul of the

This scene gradually stunned those coming monks one by one, and made Bei Ling in the starry sky in the distance change his expression in an instant.

At this moment, Su Ming took another step forward. When this step fell, the starry sky roared, causing a large number of ripples from Su Ming's feet. After these ripples spreading, whenever they touched the monks, the monks immediately trembled, and their bodies immediately collapsed and to pieces.

Su Ming's pace maintained a certain rhythm, not fast or slow, always as usual, step by step, gradually formed a thick blood stain behind him, the monks in front of him all retreated, and no one dared to stop him for a moment.

Su Ming's cultivation is far beyond these monks here. If he is changed to other strong men, he may hold his own identity and disdain to take action, but here, there is no such statement here. No matter who is in front of him, as long as he is in front of him, he will bear the destructive power of destruction from him.

The law of the jungle is the law of heaven and earth. If the strong see that the weak disdain to take action and only hold on those who are also strong, then there seems to be rules in the world, but in Su Ming's view, this itself is chaos.

Otherwise, what kind of motivation is there for the weak to become strong at all costs? Sometimes, relying on the strong and bullying the weak is a kind of desire from people's hearts. They don't want to say it, but they are quite eager.

Su Ming walked all the way. Tens of thousands of monks of the Immortal Alliance separated the road and looked at Su Ming with panic in his eyes. The bloody river behind Su Ming witnessed the end of all those who dared to stop him.

At this moment, suddenly, two long rainbows flew out of the crowd. Before approaching Su Ming, four black lights were immediately thrown from the hands of the two people. At the moment these four black lights flew out, there was a sharp roar, which suddenly turned into four black birds, emitting a force comparable to the sun, and went straight to Su Ming. The inside is coming in an instant.

Exterminate the thunder!

This is one of the sharp weapons of the Immortal Alliance, which is as famous as the Moon Thunder. It has been created by the Immortal Alliance for thousands of years. It is said that the method of refining can only be mastered by the temple. Its great power is the most eye-catching brilliance in the battles between the Imm

Although it is not really possible to kill the Jieyang monk, it is okay to force him to return it. Even if there are too many, it is not impossible to kill!

In fact, in the many battles between the Immortal Alliance and Dao Chenzong, the power of the Yang disaster that died under the thunder of the sun has exceeded dozens of people. Every time, hundreds of thunders of the sun are coming out, and the swirling of the power of the sky is enough to make all those who see it, their hearts It makes people lose all their fighting spirit.

Looking at the sharp roar that came straight to him, like the four dark lights that turned him into black birds, Su Ming did not dodge. After allowing the four black lights to approach, in the sinister eyes of the middle-aged monks transformed by the two long rainbows, his right hand was raised, and unexpectedly... grabbed one of the black light birds.

Boom!

Three consecutive strong roars suddenly attracted the attention of all the fighting monks around here, but when they looked at it, they were immediately shocked one by one, and three thunderbolts exploded on Su Ming. But in the collapse, Su Ming's body was as usual, and even his hair did not fly at all.

In his hand, a black bird turned into a sun-extinguishing thunder constantly struggled, but could not escape from Su Ming's hand. Su Ming stood in the starry sky, bowed his head and stared at the crow bird in his hand. His eyes flashed, and thin silk branches appeared on his right hand that could not be seen by outside Quick analysis.

"Combining witchcraft, and then using the rules of the sky, it is transformed by the self-explosion power of the blood of the robbery Yang monk. A rob the yang monk can create such a sun-destroying thunder nearly a thousand, or... a fierce beast comparable to the robbery Yang can also do this

However, the power of blood in it is a little strange. As soon as Su Ming pinched his right hand, the black bird immediately melted layer by layer. In the stunned eyes of the people around them, they saw that the black bird in Su Ming's hand was constantly melting, and a drop of golden ** appeared in it.

The rich blood on it proves that it is a drop of blood.

Looking at the blood in his hand, Su Ming's eyes flashed and put them on his mouth. After gently touching it with his tongue, his eyes suddenly showed a strange light.

"There is no negative smell, and it can even nourish the soul, making people feel like being under the warm sun. This is the blood of a fierce beast, which has such an effect!" RS