Chapter 344 Car!

Tired, Su Ming didn't know how long it had passed, because the sky was always surrounded by green fog. The fog was rolling, and the roar inside kept coming out.

The sound of fighting around, the screams and all kinds of things are fused together, as if turning into an eternal tone. Under such a tone, everything is repeating, repeating, repeating.

For example, himself, who was small in this war, did things to kill, kill, and kill again. Gradually, the feeling of fatigue is getting deeper and deeper, and people can't help but be in a trance.

The end of a trance is often a life and death. If you die, you are in a permanent sleep. If you are born, it is a forced stimulus, which can be exchanged for a short-term exhilaration, but the exhilaration is an overdraft of life... After a short exhilaration, it is another deeper fatigue

How many people can avoid the moment of life and death in the first trance under this fatigue, maybe once, twice, but three times, four times and countless times... This is a war where not only witches are enemies around, but also have enemies themselves.

The killing is endless, and the blood is constantly integrated into the earth, making the witches outside Tianlan City say that the blood is flowing into a river. The blood on the ground and the splashing ripples are like countless pairs of indifferent eyes, looking at all this cruelly.

He Feng has returned to Su Ming's side. It was not his willingness, but Su Ming's fierce roar, which attracted the moon wings, so that He Feng had to come back.

When he returned to Su Ming, he occupied the body of the huge beast before, but only half of his body was left, but he survived strangely.

The battle has been going on. Su Ming doesn't know how many witches he has killed, how many scars there are on his body, and he doesn't know how many times his god's armor has collapsed. Even the Handan clock has been forced back into his body by a large number of magic power, which makes his body injured. Potential.

Especially in his chest, there was an almost fatal penetration. This injury was caused by a spear roaring from the side when the elder brother flew out to block another attack for Su Ming.

This is a battlefield. There are too many immutable factors and too many enemies, not fighting alone...

As the war continued, Su Ming did not know where he had come to this battlefield. He just saw a familiar head. After being cut off by a witch man, he flew up to the sky. Su Ming did not know the name of this person, but he had seen it. This was a disciple of Tianhan Sect.

The head fell in front of Su Ming. The man's expression was confused, and there was a trace of relief, as if he finally closed his eyes from the fatigue.

Su Ming looked at the man's head, his right hand suddenly raised, and suddenly fell to the palm behind him. There was a roar and roar from behind him. What roared was the sudden arrival of a witch clan behind him, and what roared was the pursuit and penetration of the blue light sword.

Su Ming's left hand opened, and a piece of flying ash dissipated. It was a stone coin.

His medicine has been swallowed a lot, so that he can maintain his combat effectiveness, and his stone coins can also be consumed a lot, so that his consciousness can continue to disperse, so that he has a greater chance of survival. At the same time, he can also let the blue light sword keep its sharpness.

On this battlefield, all magical power is not as fast and convenient as clean killing. Su Ming's speed is fast and slow, and taking action is killing. If he kills the other party, he gradually learns not to love the war, but immediately retreats and goes in other directions.

"Su Ming!" In this muddle-headed killing, Su Ming killed a witch. When he was pale and had a visible bone wound on his thigh, a surprised voice came to his ear.

Turning around, Su Ming was still in a trance, but although he was in a trance, his consciousness dispersed with instinctive protection. He saw a man who cut off the head of the witch and looked at himself. This man, Su Ming had seen, was a disciple of Tianhan Sect.

The big man's eyes were also blood-red and tired. He nodded to Su Ming and left quickly.

"This feeling seems to be dreaming..." Su Ming turned his head, moved forward, killing and tired. The sound of fighting in his ear became eternity, constantly echoing.

He saw the witches with different fierce beasts, and also saw some people with masks in those witches. These people, like Su Ming, shuttled on this battlefield, and the blood rain continued everywhere they passed.

All the witches with masks like this exude powerful evil spirit. Ordinary barbarians are not their opponents. Su Ming saw in a trance that the barbarians who can fight against these masked people are also some people with masks.

It's just that the masked person in the barbarians, the color of the mask is black, which is very different from the white of the barbarians.

Under the trance killing, Su Ming brought him an almost fatal injury to his chest before, which was caused by a spear thrown by a witch's mask man. There was a cross crack on the man's mask. After throwing out the spear, he looked at Su Ming coldly from a distance and turned around and left.

These Su Ming saw it, but he was in a trance in his current state of exhaustion. In the vague echo of the killing in his ear, Su Ming took a step forward and came to a witch youth. This was a witch who seemed to be immature. His face was full of blood, and he was roaring and rushing forward until After Su Ming passed by him, he took away his head. His body sprayed blood and rushed forward a few steps before falling down.

Su Ming walked numbly and came to another witch man. When he passed by, the man's head was held by Su Ming, but his body chose to blow himself at the moment when the head was separated. The roaring sound and the power of the impact made Su Ming's mouth overflow with blood, but he did not stop and continued to walk.

Walking, walking, Su Ming's divine armor seems to have infected Su Ming's fatigue after many destructions and reorganizations, and his recovery is slow. His Handan Mountain Bell is also on the battlefield that permeates countless people. It is not attacked by Su Ming, but by scattered magic power, which makes Su Ming's body rise. Zhong Ming and He Feng did not know where they were going. They were washed away by the crowd. Coupled with the body of their fierce beasts, it was inevitable that they would be misunderstood by the red-eyed barbarians. At this moment, they don't know where they are.

If it goes on like this, maybe Su Ming will survive this war, but it is more likely that he will die in this trance.

Until Su Ming's eyes, he saw a face that was very familiar to him among more than a dozen barbarians who were besieged by a group of witches in the distance.

That face was stained with blood, and at this moment, he looked absolutely calm and was fighting crazily.

The appearance of this person made Su Ming in a trance and had a meal. He saw with his own eyes that the witch who fought with him in front of this person spewed a mouthful of black blood at the person Su Ming was familiar with at the cost of death.

The blood obviously contains the power of destruction. If it is sprayed, it will definitely penetrate the face and skull!

Su Ming's pupils suddenly shrank. At this moment, he seemed to wake up from his sleep and suddenly recovered from the trance.

The sound of fighting in my ear is immediately clear from the blur, and the world in front of me is even more complete from the previous muddle-headedness.

"Ziche..." Su Ming muttered. He did not hesitate at all. At the moment of awakening, he took a big step forward. At this step, the fight in Su Ming's ear was replaced by a sharp sound of breaking, and his body suddenly rushed out at an indescribable speed.

It was so fast that before the blood sprayed by the witch fell on the face of the car, Su Ming's body had crossed hundreds of feet and appeared in front of the car. The strong wind raised by him rolled up the black blood and dissipated directly. As for the seriously injured witch, he didn't even have time to check the hair. After giving birth to something, he felt as if a wall came to his face, rolled upside down, and his body was directly collapsed by the strong wind.

"Uncle!!" The sound of a car came from Su Ming's ear. His footsteps staggered, continuous war, and the extreme speed many times made Su Ming's mind tired, and his body reached the limit, but he still took a step forward, unfolded the extreme speed, and quickly took action.

With the help of Su Ming, more than a dozen barbarians who were besieged by the witches rose up to resist and fight and retreat. After a while, after those witches were killed and injured a lot, they got rid of their siege.

Until now, Su Ming had spilled several mouthfuls of blood in a row and staggered into the quilt car. The rest of the barbarians were full of injuries. They quickly guarded the car and Su Ming when they were tired. They looked around warily and retreated.

The sound of the car seemed to be far away in Su Ming's ear. Su Ming looked at the car with an anxious face. When he closed his eyes and opened it in an instant, he nodded.

"Zi Che, is he your uncle?"

"His speed is so fast, especially the wind at that speed, which is comparable to magic power!"

"Ziche, what's your uncle's name!" Those barbarians who retreated from protecting Ziche and Su Ming opened their mouths one after another.

"My name is Su Ming." Su Ming took a deep breath and no longer needed the help of the car. He took out some drugs and swallowed them, and retreated with more than ten people.

"Everyone doesn't know whether they can survive on this battlefield, so don't be divided into different generations. Brother Su, there is something wrong with you. Are you a witch hunter who participates alone in the war?" In the retreat, more than a dozen barbarians were very orderly, and the seven or eight people on the periphery were distracted. They retreated and fought with the coming witches, and then quickly alternated with their companions behind them for a short rest.

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