Chapter 240 My name is Bai Su

At the moment when Sima Xin's words came out, the people around him retreated again one by one, revealing a wider scope for the battlefield.

The eyes of these people are not only focused on Sima Xin, but sometimes look at Su Ming with complexity.

Su Ming rarely talks. It seems that they are used to silence, but the battle between Su Ming and Sima Xin made the disciples of Tianhan Sect from eight peaks around him remember it deeply one by one. The disdainful words just now disappear.

With his actions, Su Ming smashed all those disdain and contempt, and melted them into the hearts of the people who said it.

At this moment, Su Ming, in the view of everyone, is already enough to be the same as Sima Xin. Even if it is slightly inferior, he can fight with Sima Xin until now, and he can force Sima Xin to use this kind of unintentional method, which shows the difference.

The name Su Ming, from here! When the sky rises, it will be like a storm vortex. With the publicity, it will make many people remember it all in their hearts.

The pride of Tianhan Sect may be one more in the future, but this person belongs to the ninth peak! He is not a senior brother or a junior. He goes to... Uncle.

From the ninth peak, the fourth, Uncle Su.

However, the cold man on the third peak, after hearing Sima Xin's words, immediately changed her expression. She vaguely felt that something was wrong with Sima Xin's words, as if in this sentence, it also contained a shocking meaning that made her feel frightened.

It seems that it is not so simple, but contains an indescribable source!

"No... This sentence is not right"... Han Cangzi muttered, frowned, and thought about this sentence carefully.

At the same time, on the fourth peak, Han Feizi was also watching. Unlike Han Cangzi, she did not care about Sima Xin's words, but stared at Su Ming, with a shock in her expression.

Su Ming's strength once again exceeded her Han Feizi's expectations. This change even made her feel that if it continued, she would be pulled farther and farther away.

On this fourth peak, the old man in a red robe is not happy at this moment. Others may not understand the meaning of Sima Xin's sentence, but he understands it.

"Nonsense!" The old man snorted coldly, glanced at the quiet ninth peak, and sighed.

On the big stone platform protruding from the seventh peak, the long-haired woman sitting cross-legged also frowned at this moment. Looking at Sima Xin's eyes in the distance, she was disgusted.

"I watched some ancient classics, in which there was a sentence recorded in the foreign region, which was said so..." The woman whispered, and the women who followed her immediately showed a look of listening one by one, and there was some [excitement] excitement and expectation. It was lucky for them to get the enlightenment of the elder sister. Things.

"If there is a way, there is no skill, the skill can be obtained, if there is a skill, there is no way, the skill is stopped! Although I don't understand what the foreign Tao is, now "... the woman's eyes swept over Su Ming and Sima Xin in the distance, as if thinking.

On the ninth peak, Tian Xiezi, who was sitting there on the top of the mountain, still drank the wine in the gourd, and turned a deaf ear to the scene outside the mountain.

On the mountainside, the second brother who squatted there to play with the huā grass frowned, put down the huā grass in his hand, stood up and stared at the distance.

Under the Heavenly Gate, over the temple cluster in the center of Jiufeng, Sima Xin's words are still echoing. In Sima Xin's magic power, everything is based on this kind of unintentional method. Even if it is the art of barbarian god change, there will be some different changes due to different practitioners. Here in S Law.

This art was created by the second generation of barbarian gods and has unpredictable power. It is rumored that the second generation of barbarian gods practiced with this skill to enslave people from the outside world and achieved their barbarian qualification. Although it did not reach the height of a generation of barbarian gods in the end, it is enough to dominate the

Sima Xin practiced this technique, and it took a lot of effort. The search of those barbarians alone consumed him too much energy and time. He would never force himself to exert this magic power against the enemy unless he had to.

Because of this magical power, once the transition is used, those barbarians who have been cast into the barbarians will die one by one like the original square wood.

This is a difficult consequence for Sima Xin to bear, which will make his unintentional method pause. He needs to find enough barbarians before he can start again.

But now, without too much hesitation and hesitation, Sima Xin decided to use this technique on Su Ming. This is not his reckless impulse, but his thoughtful choice!

He would rather give up all the barbarians, as long as he can get a new barbarian... this new barbarian, go... Su Ming!

Su Ming's growth speed, terrible potential, and the behavior of his barbaric transformation just now, which not only shocked Sima Xin, but also gave him an evil idea in his heart.

The idea is to plant barbarian seeds on Su Ming's body, so that Su Ming can become the barbarian of his Sima Xin!

"If he becomes my barbarian, then with his growth speed and his potential, even if I give up all other barbarians, it's worth it!

After all, although it is not easy to find an excellent barbarian, it will be more difficult to find a person like Su Ming. If I meet him now, if I miss it, I won't be reconciled!" Sima Xin's eyes flashed and looked at Su Ming's eyes, full of hidden deep strangeness.

The reason why he said that if Su Ming could take over this skill, he would kneel down in the future, which was actually not in line with his character.

If there is no specific meaning, he will not be so stupid. This sentence is equivalent to forcing himself into a desperate situation and must win, otherwise the consequences will be difficult for him to bear.

The reason why he said this sentence is, in fact, this is exactly before he is going to use the barbarians. A hint that conforms to his skills can also be said to be an introduction.

Buried this sentence in Su Ming's heart and became an introduction. The more Su Ming cares about it, the heavier the weight of this sentence will be. With this as a guide, he has a trace of strange connection with convenience. Although this connection is illusory and imaginary, this kind of introduction is exactly the cause of the attention of the unintentional

Take victory or defeat as the lead, bury it into words, and then condense the premise of the seed. If Sima Xinsheng in this battle, he will immediately be normalized by his special method, step by step into a real barbarian.

Even if he fails, every time he sees Su Ming's kneeling in the future, as long as Su Ming has a little fluctuation in his mood, he will invisibly become a nutrient for the emergence and growth of barbarians.

This is, for countless years, few people can understand the strangeness and hegemony of the unintentional Dafa. As long as there is a flaw in the mind, with this spell, the flaw can be infinitely enlarged, so as to take advantage of the void and not to seize the spirit, but through the spirit of people, through the

This kind of magic power is too domineering. If you don't fully understand all the operation of this skill, the probability of success is actually not high. Unless it is suppressed by cultivation and forced planting, otherwise, it needs opportunity.

With this victory, you can completely get such an amazing barbarian. In this defeat, it is also possible to slowly make the other party resolute. For Sima Xin, the only thing he needs to lose is some reputation. Sima Xin can bear this.

At this moment, his body floats in the air, and with his arms stretched out, the momentum from his body, climbing rapidly in an amazing way, even faintly, will give people a sense of sacrifice to bones.

Su Ming frowned. Sima Xin's words, he heard in his ears. This sentence seemed to contain a feeling that he could not say, as if it had penetrated into his heart and echoed there.

Just then, an anxious voice suddenly came out of the third peak.

"Su Ming, don't fight, he is going to plant you..." This voice belongs to Han Cangzi, but as soon as his words said this, Sima Xin snorted coldly and immediately let Han Cangzi's voice come.

Although she didn't finish her words, the battle was doomed to continue, because after Sima Xin's cold hum, from the fourth peak, the gloomy voice of the left religion immediately echoed in the cold sect.

"It is strictly forbidden to fight in the sect. You two don't understand!" The sound was not high, but it showed a sense of majesty. When it came, it was thundering like flat ground, louder and louder. In the end, it turned into countless echoes, as if tens of thousands of people were roaring at the same time, shaking the color of the world, the clouds rolled upside down, and even the ice of

Sima Xin's body paused, and there was a thunderous roar in his ears. His momentum was directly interrupted, he took three steps back, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

Su Ming is the same here. His ears roared, and his face was immediately pale. He stepped back five steps. While overflowing with blood, the Handan Mountain clock in his [body] immediately echoed with a slight bell.

"Sima Xin, Su Ming is your elder. He should also stop you from the colorful mountain. It's your fault! You will be punished for three months without leaving the first peak. Why don't you go quickly!"

Sima Xin's face changed. Finally, he lowered his head and bowed to the fourth peak. With a gloomy face, he turned around and put away the colorful mountain. He looked at the girl who had always been looking here. After nodding, he flew to the first peak.

"As for you waiting, don't leave!" Zuo Jiao's voice turned around, and the people around him immediately bowed respectfully to the fourth peak one by one, and then looked at Su Ming. Some people even smiled and held their fists and dispersed quickly one by one, making it gradually return to normal here. As for the girl who looked almost the same as Bai Ling, but was not Bai Ling, she Next, looking at Su Ming, he was still not good in his mind, but for the first time, he opened his mouth to Su Ming.

"You asked my name before. This is not a secret. You are a disciple of Tianhan Sect, and you will know sooner or later. My name is Bai Su.

I hope you can return Brother Sima's belongings and take away other people's belongings for no reason, which is disgraceful!"