Chapter 262 Youth

The witch land, the sky is vast, not very far away from the Tianlan barrier, belongs to the edge of the witch land, the ground is full of blood, the wind blows through the heaven and the earth, and it is always difficult to blow away the smell of blood here.

A golden roc of thousands of feet in size floated in the sky. Around it, there were hundreds of fierce beasts lying down and did not dare to move, as if waiting for Jin Peng's order.

Jin Peng closed his eyes, and on his back, there was also an old man with his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged, dressed in purple in the wind, as if stained with dry blood.

The evil son of heaven has been here for a day and a half, and he will wait for another day and a half, waiting for the return of his four disciples, Su Ming.

This is a trial and a test for Su Ming.

"The first change of heart, whether you have spent it or not, you are still my disciple. As long as you live, one day, there will be an opportunity to spend the change of heart.

But... In the battle of Tianlan's witchcraft, the living often go, and the souls of the dead return..." The evil son of heaven muttered and opened his eyes.

"I'm not worried about your change of heart. Although I don't know what happened to you, this is the first change of heart. I have confidence in you... Especially after seeing him once, I should be relieved in your heart.

What I'm worried about is... Although your character is fierce, you don't belong to Nanchen. You don't have enough understanding of witch hatred, and there will be some... soft-heartedness." The evil son's eyes are no more ferocity, but calm.

Looking at the distance, he watched silently.

If you follow the eyes of the evil son of heaven, under the endless extension, there is a small hill in the continuous earth and jungle a day and a half away from here.

Su Ming stood on the hill. He did not look back at the teenager not far from the mountain behind him. The teenager was like a child of two or three layers of blood coagulation in his tribe. Although he was also a witch, Su Ming could not be cruel.

In the silence, there were bursts of severe pain in Su Ming's chest, and the blood was still penetrating, and the armored knife stabbed in. It brought some injuries to Su Ming.

If he hadn't avoided it, this knife would have pierced his heart.

Take out the armor knife. While Su Ming left the hill. He raised his left hand and turned to the pale face. It seems that he just woke up from panic at this moment. The teenager who turned around and ran away quickly pointed away.

A wisp of finger wind roared, and instantly caught up with the running teenager. The moment he fell on him, he suddenly divided into two strands. One rushed to the big tree on the side, and one opened his mouth. The young man did not notice it at all, and suddenly rushed out of a green poisonous snake. It made the venomous snake's head burst directly and fall to the ground.

Another stock index wind fell on the teenager. The teenager's body trembled, fell to the ground, closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

This kind of control that makes the finger wind split can only be done by opening the dust into the micro, and Su Ming's micro in the micro, has reached an extremely exquisite level.

"I can't kill you, but I can't let you go back and expose my whereabouts." Su Ming shook his body, left the hill, and galloped straight to the original road.

It took more than a day to chase and kill. At the end of this moment, Su Ming did not rest in place, but used the fastest speed to go back within three days according to the three days mentioned by the master.

In this strange land, within the scope of the witch clan in crisis, Su Ming was extremely cautious. He knew that the teenager should be killed, but he... still chose to let him fall into a coma.

With Su Ming's departure, after half a column of incense, the teenager suddenly trembled, as if there was a strange force coming from the air to wake him up in advance!

The teenager suddenly opened his eyes and first touched his body. After finding that he was not injured, he saw the poisonous snake that had lost its head beside him. He had a brief meal.

But the short moment of the meal soon dissipated. The teenager looked at the hill. His tender face was no longer dull, but was replaced by a sense of ferocity and hatred.

He quickly got up, unfolded all his speed, and ran quickly towards the place where his tribe was. He ran all the way. He did not stop at all, and even while running, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. When he quickly opened his eyes closed, the blood he spewed immediately turned into a bloody

The bird flapped its wings and went straight to the distance at an amazing speed, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, not far from here, the trees in the jungle were cut down and built into a stockade, the mud on the ground was filled, and it was solid. Even in the distance, there was a large area of land planted with a lot of food.

In the stockade, there were bursts of laughter, and some witch men could be seen around, with a stingling face and a vigilant patrol, but when they saw the red birds suddenly flying in the jungle, their faces immediately changed.

The red bird went straight to the stockade, rushed into it in an instant, and got into a house in the stockade.

There was an old man sitting cross-legged in the house. The old man was half-length**, wrapped in animal skin around his waist, and there was a small tripod in front of him. There were some weeds burning in it, emitting bursts of tobacco. Those cigarettes were sucked into his seven orifices under the old man's Form a distorted hazy feeling..

After him, there were two witch girls, who were very beautiful. They knelt aside and fanned gently with a fan made of big leaves in her hand.

The wind was very slight, unable to blow the fluttering of tobacco, and the whole room was silent.

But when the red bird suddenly rushed in, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. In one of his eyes, there were four pupils!

At the moment the old man opened his eyes, the red bird immediately flew and landed in front of him. It turned into a blood fog with a bang. It was sucked into the seven orifices by the old man, and there was an immediate flash in his eyes. It seemed that a picture appeared in front of his eyes, so that he could clearly see everything clearly

"The barbarian..." The old man's face showed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, and his tongue licked the corners of his mouth in the depths. As soon as his tongue came out, if a barbarian saw it, he must be shocked. The old man's tongue was obviously longer than that of ordinary people, and it seemed

In the bloody and ferocious smile, the old man stood up, walked out of his house, stretched out his arms, and roared at his tribe.

In its roar, the whole tribe immediately calmed down, and everyone stared at the old man.

"You guys, do you smell it!!"

The old man's words are hoarse, but there is a gloomy feeling.

"That's a barbarian smell, that smell is the sweetness of the barbarian blood... There are barbarians in the jungle where our lizard god lives. He stepped on our land, and he killed witch warriors!

He disturbed the lizard god in the jungle!

Kill him, take off his head, hang him outside our tribe, dig out his heart, squeeze out the blood of his heart, which is the blood drink of the strong!

Kill him and put his teeth on our necks as our booty!" With the words of the old man, after a short silence, there was a crazy roar in the whole tribe.

The roar came from every wizard in this tribe, and even from the faces of those children, women, and old people, a sense of ferocity can be seen.

The old man took a step forward and turned into a long rainbow and rushed out of the tribe. After that, nearly 20 figures galloped along and went straight to the jungle outside the stockade, leaving quickly.

After leaving the stockade, they were divided into two ways. The old man led several people and went straight to the sky. The rest of them searched for clues in the jungle according to the search skills taught by their ancestors.

Su Ming shuttled through the jungle. He was so fast that he did not stop at all the way. His chest no longer penetrated blood, but the pain inside him was galloping down, and it became more and more serious.

Su Ming had considered flying, but as soon as this idea appeared, he was dismissed by him. In a day and a half, if he flew, he would inevitably meet the people of the witch clan. In this strange witch land, this practice was unwise for him at this moment.

Compared with the sky, this jungle is more suitable for Su Ming's walking.

While galloping, time passed slowly. When the next night came, Su Ming sat cross-legged on a big tree and breathed gently.

"According to the distance, tomorrow night, you can return to the master..." Su Ming touched **'s mouth, and his right eye was bloody. He had not been so injured for a long time. On this witch trip, Su Ming saw the strangeness of the witch.

For him, it can be said that it can play a great role in the battle of Tianlan Witch Hunting in the next few months, because such an experience of hunting witches alone in the land of witches is by no means available to everyone.

Breathing the air belonging to the witch in the jungle, Su Ming's depression that had just come to this earth seems to have dissipated a lot.

"I didn't expect... the master to have the holy beast of the witch clan! Although I don't know what the holy beast is, the beast's power of a roar can make the psychic medium collapse, make the pair of Sichen die and seriously injured, and let all the other witches around die.

This kind of power..." Su Ming took a deep breath. He thought of the other sacred beast he had seen!

The sea of clouds in the memory rolled, rolling like black fog, permeating a huge autumn fish in the range of thousands of miles.

There is also the figure of a girl standing on the autumn fish.

"Uncle Bai... How can he fight with such a holy beast?!!" Su Ming was shocked. As he saw and heard more and more, he had a new guess about Uncle Bai's cultivation at this moment.

Just when Su Ming was immersed in the thinking about the master and Uncle Bai, and immersed in the powerful shock of the witch beast, his eyes suddenly became solemn, and the blood in his right eye flashed fiercely. His whole body was like a straight bow string, and he walked out of the big tree on his knees in an instant.

In Su Ming's consciousness, he clearly saw that within 300 feet around him, there were more than a dozen witches, with ferocious cruelty and bloodthirsty, rushing towards him.

At the moment of seeing these witch people, the first picture that came to Su Ming's mind was the teenager who was knocked unconscious by him!