Chapter 324 Unconvinced?

"It's not a good thing to know more..." Su Ming sat on the edge of the sword, and the master's words before parting came to his mind.

That's what he said when he asked the evil son of heaven about the ten meteors.

At this moment, Su Ming understands the meaning of this sentence. The more he knows, the more he may not be a good thing. Like Su Ming now, there will always be a scene of the Eastern Wilderness Continent pushing the Dead Sea in front of him.

He looked at the rapidly moving earth under the sky, looked at the ups and downs of the mountains, and even faintly saw the existence of some tribes. But in a blink of an eye, what appeared in front of him was the collapse of the mountains of the earth, and the ground seemed to be lifted up. At the same time, the black Dead Sea spread

Tianlan Meng sat beside Su Ming and was also silent there. He didn't know what he was thinking, or his mind was blank.

Time passed slowly, and soon the first day came late at night. The sky was dark, but a white line could be seen in the distance, as if it was bright in that direction.

The disciples of Tianhan Sect on the sword gradually walked around with each other after a day of meditation. Those familiar people were in groups of three or five, and their laughter echoed. It seemed that they used this method to stabilize the mind that was going to face the battle of Tianlan.

bursts of laughter, the sword wound of the cold sky came out, looking at them, looking at these people who do not know the truth, Su Ming can imagine that if all the people here know the [answer] case at this moment, then... there will be a few people who can still laugh, how many people will go to fight this war... ...

When Su Ming looked at these disciples of Tianhan Sect, he also saw that at the edge of the sword, at some distance, there would be a person from Tianmen sitting cross-legged, and the distance between them was roughly similar.

And the old man sitting cross-legged on the tip of the sword looked calm, but from his frown from time to time, Su Ming could feel that this person's mood may not be as calm as his words and expressions.

"He knows the truth... Maybe all these nine people from Tianmen know the truth." When Su Ming's eyes swept over the old man surnamed Jing sitting at the tip of the sword, the man suddenly opened his eyes like electricity and looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming closed his eyes, and he could feel that the eyes from the other party fell on him, as if he had been stabbed by a [needle], and slowly dispersed for a long time.

"Your name is Su Ming?" An old voice suddenly came from Su Ming's ear. As Su Ming opened his eyes, he immediately saw the old man surnamed Jing at the tip of the sword. He did not withdraw his eyes and still looked at himself, but he did not have that sense of fierceness.

Su Ming nodded.

"Come to me." The old man surnamed Jing looked at Su Ming's voice echoing in Su Ming's ear, which was different from the way Tianlan's dream was introduced to the mind, but the effect was similar.

Su Ming hesitated and stood up, and Tian Lanmeng beside him looked at him without saying anything.

Su Ming walked forward, walked through the crowds, passed by the same door of meditation one after another, heard the laughter from time to time, and felt the different breaths of the meditator, until he walked a long distance and walked to the tip of the sword, and came to the old man surnamed Jing.

His previous location was not too far from here, otherwise, it would be difficult for the two to see each other. Even if they came, it would take some time.

"Sit down." The old man surnamed Jing looked at Su Ming and said hoarsely.

At the tip of the sword where he is located, he directly faces the endless nothingness in front of him, and is also the place with the strongest roar. Even standing here, Su Ming can faintly feel the wind blowing on his face and feel the power of the sword breaking through the void at that extreme speed.

Here, it is about ten feet away. Only the old man surnamed Jing sits cross-legged. Without his call, no one can come.

His hair was scattered and quickly pulled back. Su Ming couldn't sit down. When he staggered back a few steps, his eyes flashed. After landing, he stopped his body. His face was ruddy, and he took a few steps forward again. After returning to the position where he was ready to sit down, he sat down slowly.

At the moment he sat down, the feeling of tearing came again, but this time Su Ming was ready, and there was a bang from his body. Slowly, he finally sat down.

Sitting there, Su Ming's body trembled, and his blood flowed rapidly. The power of the dust in his body moved with it, and even his consciousness spread. At this moment, his body was not controlled by himself to fight against the power of the wind.

"This is the quenching!" The old man surnamed Jing looked at Su Ming and sat down with admiration in his eyes.

"Even if you carry twenty extremely heavy ice rings, you can only quench your fur at most." The old man's appreciation disappeared, and it was replaced by disdain.

"unconvinced? I'll give you a chance to prove it." The old man surnamed Jing snorted coldly, and his right hand suddenly raised, suddenly grabbed Su Ming's shoulder and threw him aside.

The old man's behavior was so fast that Su Ming could not dodge at all. He only felt that his body was thrown out of the cold sword body by the old man!

Even with the power of this throw, he not only threw Su Ming out of the body of the sword, but also threw out of the protective light curtain outside the big sword, so that Su Ming instantly broke away from the sword and was in the night, in the roar of the wind.

Until now, someone on the sword saw this scene and immediately exclaimed.

The moment Su Ming was thrown out of the sword of the cold sky, his whole body immediately roared. The speed of the sword was in a blink of an eye. When he saw the surroundings clearly, he saw that the hilt of the sword flashed past in front of his eyes. The strong wind driven by it rolled up Su Ming's body, making him unable

His speed, in a short distance, can surpass the sword. His body seems to have penetrated the nihil and appeared a hundred feet behind the sword. The wind tore Su Ming's body. His eyes were bloody. His body rushed down again. When he appeared again, he had caught up with the sword, but it was only next to the hilt of The horns overflowed with blood, and he took a sudden step. Through the protection, he stepped on the hilt at the end of the sword that told the galloping sword. While falling, Su Ming spewed out a large mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.

Wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth, Su Ming strode forward. Wherever he passed, all the people who saw him were full of dispity and admiration, and scattered the road for him. When they were just now, they saw with their own eyes that Su Ming was chasing from behind.

But after all, the sword is too big, so there are not many people who can see the whole process. Su Ming galloped all the way. After a moment, he ran out of ten thousand feet and returned to the position of the tip of the sword. The old man surnamed Jing sat there cross-legged and looked at Su

"Or are you unconvinced? Do you think it's great to catch up with this sword?

"What exactly is the quenching?" Su Ming stared at the old man and exhaled deeply.

"It's stupid to let your body carry weight and suddenly lighten it when unfolding. What's the difference between you and a leaf? Or you want to be a leaf. When the wind blows, the leaves can be blown farther because of their lightness.

Su Ming suddenly looked up and was stunned there.

"If it hadn't been for the sake of Bai Chang's presence, I would have been too lazy to turn you up. Come here and sit down beside me again!" The old man surnamed Jing frowned and shouted at Su Ming.

Su Ming was silent for a moment, walked to the old man, bowed to the old man with his fist, and sat aside respectfully.

At the time when the old man surnamed Su Ming, far away at the edge of the southern morning earth, in the easternmost position, there was originally a trapezoidal cliff here, but now, most of the cliff has been submerged by the flooded by the flooded sea water. The sea water exudes a strange smell. The sea surface is

On the only remaining cliff, there are seven or eight people in red robes standing at this moment. These people are pale and have colorful totems on their faces. One of them squatted down and carefully looked at the waves of the Dead Sea at the position of more than ten feet under the cliff.

"It's ten feet high again... It won't be long before this cliff will be submerged. Once it is submerged here, the Dead Sea will rise a lot..."

While the man opened his mouth in a low voice, he immediately heard a roar from the endless black sea ahead. Then, the waves were bigger, but on the sea in the distance, there was a tail about the size of a hundred feet, which suddenly threw out of the sea and hit the dead sea with a bang, bowing more waves. Waves.

Further away, such a tail swinging out of the sea... hundreds of!

These witches were pale, and one of them always closed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

"I felt their fear... This soul crocodile, which should have existed in the depths of the Dead Sea. They were afraid, so they had to come here... The prophecy of the Boundary Mountain is not an ancient legend, it... came true..." The old man muttered, raised his right hand and waved to the sky, and immediately a light After going straight to the dark sea and flying out of a long distance, the light suddenly burst, making the Dead Sea within a radius of tens of thousands of feet dawn in an instant!

"That" Someone suddenly lost his voice and exclaimed, and his face changed greatly.

The outbreak will still exist. This month's goal is to compete for the top three. The outbreak is indispensable. Wait for the ear root to rest for a few days and continue to explode!