Chapter 302 Second son!
With the appearance of the snow on the barbaric lines on his body, the smell of transformation became stronger and stronger. The barbaric lines under Su Ming's clothes seemed to become a living thing, swimming on his body. A whirlwind spread from his [body], and the snow around him dispersed in all directions.
Su Ming's hair is windless and automatic, gradually changing from black, faintly revealing a sense of purple. Compared with the white snow around him, this purple reveals a sense of strangeness and an indescribable strangeness.
The barbaric lines on his body, the five peaks of Wushan Mountain emit a faint light on Su Ming's face like a totem, and the tribe spreading with Wushan Mountain on his chest, one grass, one house and one house. At this moment, it gradually looks like being covered with a layer of snow!
In the barbaric sky, a blood moon appeared. This blood moon is Su Ming's right eye! Although his eyes are closed at this moment, he can't hide the red light in his right eye like the moon!
On this whole set of barbarian lines, and the falling snow huā, it looks lifelike, as if it existed here, but it was not until now that Su Ming was qualified to own it and let it be revealed between the wind and snow in the world at this time!
When the snow appeared and formed the Wushan blood moon wind and snow map, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened. At the moment he opened his eyes, his right eye blood moon rose like a sky, and his arms stretched out and stretched out to both sides.
"Wusan!" Su Ming muttered, and his voice formed the whimper of wind and snow, and no one could hear its details. But while the sound echoed, he saw that the sky and earth were distorted in Su Ming's sky, and there was a huge mountain, which was revealed in the sky from Su Ming's memory!
It is an extremely majestic mountain. The five peaks are connected into a mountain. The five peaks are like the five fingers of a giant, which seem to open up the nothingness.
The Wushan revealed this time looks extremely [true], and there is no sense of illusion, as if it exists here, as if it should exist here.
At the moment when Wushan appeared, a strong sense of depression and Su Ming centered on it spread around. Wherever it passed, the wind and snow stood still, where it passed, the earthquake fell, and where it passed, the world changed!
In the Haidongzong auction tribe not far from here, there are more than a dozen boats around like swords piercing the earth, each of which has some old people sitting cross-legged.
But at this moment, at this moment, almost all the old people opened their eyes, and those electric eyes stared straight at the place where Su Ming was.
"Such abrute pattern!"
"Who is this son?"
"Are you a disciple of Tianxiezi..."
"It's just an ordinary mountain pattern, which can lead to the change of heaven and earth... Let's look at his appearance. The barbarian pattern is by no means so simple, and there are others."
Divine thoughts echoed among these more than a dozen boats and things. Su Ming's behavior suddenly attracted the attention of these strong people who came to Tianhan.
"Quiet!" In this way, a cold thought that only they can feel and cannot be heard by outsiders suddenly swept out like a storm.
"The barbarian tattoo of a young generation, let you wait like this?"
"The elder's words are not good. If you don't believe it, you don't see that this son is a divine general, and the barbarian lines must be complicated. The mountain patterns alone are amazing enough. Such proud people... are not worth our attention?" After the cold mind swept around, an apparently comparable mind echoed from a certain boat.
The cold mind snorted coldly.
"Even if it's complicated... ern?" But before he finished all his thoughts, he suddenly had a meal, and the voice after this meal was full of surprise.
The root of his surprise is that on the snowfield at this moment, the whirlwind swept the snow and swept around. At the same time, he sat cross-legged in the middle of it, stretched out his arms, and spit out two words from his mouth.
"Tribe..."
At the moment of the exit of the two words of his tribe, in the sky, under the huge Wushan Mountain, there was a dizzy painting axis that was opened. The vegetation and trees of Yige Wushan Mountain appeared in this sky with an amazing momentum, a way that makes all people who understand the barbarian lines tremble after watching it!
At this moment, when you look up, you will feel that you can't distinguish between heaven and earth, like a mirage, but all kinds of grass, trees, house and house, look indescribably.
In the corner of the tribe where Haidongzong's auction is located in the distance, Tianlan Meng suddenly walked out of its tent. She was wearing a leather robe that had just been put on. She stood outside the tent. Her beautiful eyes flashed with strange light. Looking at the Wushan in the sky and the extremely clear Wushan tribe, she was stunned
"This... is his barbarian tattoo..."
In the tent beside Tianlan Dream, more people come out one by one at this moment, looking at the sky, the sense of depression that exists in this world, so that every barbarian can clearly feel it.
And most importantly, this sense of depression does not dissipate in an instant, but becomes stronger and stronger with the passage of time.
The whole temporary tribe, all the people who came to participate in the auction walked out of the tent and looked at the sky. Most of these people were from the cold sky. Some of them saw the battle between Su Ming and Sima Xin at the beginning, and had seen Su Ming show his barbaric lines.
At this moment, when I saw the strange moment of the sky, I suddenly exclaimed.
"This is... This is Su Ming's barbarian tattoo!"
"That's right, I remember the mountain and the tribe under the mountain. In today's Hanzong, only Su Ming's barbaric lines are like this!"
"Is this Su Ming's...brute tattoo?"
The uproar was everywhere, and it was getting louder and louder. With the transmission of the people, when they stared at the sky, outside a seemingly ordinary tent in this tribe, there was a man in black standing there. He looked calm and didn't even raise his head, as if anything had happened around him. It won't arouse his interest at all.
He just stood there silently, waiting for the order from the tent behind him. If Su Ming is here, he can definitely see at a glance that the man in black has similarities with some movements of the car, because they are all a kind of people.
"Interesting, Uncle Chen, I didn't expect that there would be such a character in Tianhanzong." A voice with a smile came from inside the tent.
When the words came out, a gust of wind blew, blowing the snow on the earth and blowing up the corner of the tent. The wind saw everything in the tent and disappeared inside. It never came out again. The tent didn't look big, but it was huge inside, like a palace hall, surrounded by more than a dozen and outside the door. The man dressed like a man in black stood around silently.
These people bow their heads like statues, but there is a breath beyond the open dust and belongs to the realm of sacrificing bones!!
There are even a few people among them. The breath is so strong that it is difficult to compare with ordinary sacrificial bones!
In the center of the tent with another space, there is a case table, a man in a cyan robe embroidered with a black dragon, holding a glass and taking a sip.
This young man looks young, but there is a forceful majesty between his eyes. In his body, there is a unique temperament. This temperament belongs to tens of thousands of people. If you say it, it will cause a disaster on the earth. If you say it, you can make countless tribes become ashes. In a word, more than half of They will all fight for it!
That's a kind of momentum that I respect!
Although this momentum has not been revealed too strongly, if it is still in its infgre form, it has slowly condensed. Perhaps when one day comes, he can really announce this momentum to Nanchen!
"Second son, this person has a special identity. He belongs to the Tianhan Sect, but also does not belong to the Tianhan Sect." The old man's voice came from the opposite side of the young man. On the other side of the case, there was a white-haired old man who drank with the young man. The old man's voice was hoarse and sat there, wearing a white robe, and eight white clouds were embroidered at the cuffs of his clothes.
If Tianhan Sect sees these eight white clouds who are familiar with Tianmen, he will tremble and immediately kneel down to worship, because these eight white clouds represent this person from the eighth floor of Tianmen!!
There are a total of nine continents in Tianmen, and the eighth continent is already at a very high level. People who can live there can make the sky tremble when they walk out and stamp their feet.
"Oh?" The young man put down his glass and looked at the old man with a smile.
At this moment, in addition to the people of the temporary tribe of Haidongzong paying attention to the strangeness of the sky, there is another person on the snowfield outside the tribe. Covered by the feeling of depression scattered from Su Ming, Sima Xin, who changed his expression, like a hysteria, grabbed Bai Su, his eyes were red, and roared crazily.
"I have successfully succeeded. Why is it like this? You say, why is it like this!" Sima Xin could not accept such a fact. What he had longed for and even succeeded had such a reversal, which made him have no psychologically prepared at all.
It's okay if he never had it, but he did have it just now. This feeling of being taken away after owning it makes it difficult for Sima Xin to control his behavior.
Bai Su's face was pale, and her arms were gripped by Sima Xin. There were bursts of severe pain, but the severe pain in her body, compared with the tear in her heart at this moment, was simply insignificant. She looked at Sima Xin with a tragic smile on her face. Suddenly, she saw through the man in front of her. Brother Sima, who looked handsome and always gentle... Now he seems to have become a clown. There, she seems to dare not do anything except crazy.
"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" Sima Xin felt the depression, saw the Wushan and tribes in the sky, and even felt that Su Ming's breath was growing rapidly, which made him have an impulse to regret and go crazy.