Chapter 364 Barbarian Soul Killing!

At the highest point of the sky, there is a strong wind, and the wind is like a wind. If it penetrates at a very fast speed, it is difficult to bear, and there will be a feeling that the body is about to collapse and tear.

This is the power of the wind.

Even Su Ming, at the beginning of the wind, there was also wind, and it was difficult to last too long in the wind. At this moment, he galloped, after half a day, it was difficult to bear it any longer. His body shook and his body went straight to the low sky.

The wind in the sky is felt by Su Ming. The higher the sky, the more nasal the wind will be. On the contrary, if it is low, it will weaken a lot.

While roaring, he went away to the depths of the witch clan. He did not stop at all, and even at night, he still maintained this speed and went away quickly.

Until the sky changed from black to white, and from white to black, most of the places where Su Ming went were seemingly remote, and therefore, during the war, most of the witches of this large regional tribes went to the battlefield, so Su Ming did not meet too many witches after escaping for three consecutive days.

In addition, his speed is too fast. Even if he encounters it, he can only see a long rainbow in the other party's eyes. He can't tell whether it is a witch or a barbarian, so that Su Ming has no obstacles all the way.

It was not until dusk on the fourth day that Su Ming paused and opened up a residential cave in a plain, sitting cross-legged with fatigue.

The four-day gallop has exceeded his tolerance. If it hadn't been for the constant drug swallowing, he couldn't hold on until now. At this moment, he has no position, and he doesn't know where he has come to the witch. Compared with this, as long as he can throw the barbarian old man, everything is worth it

On his knees, Su Ming gasped and calmed down the messy cultivation in the [body]. The time for him to become a sacrificed bone was too short, and after such a long time of rapid flight, the cultivation in the [body] gradually became unstable.

"I flew for four days in a row. The barbarian old man went to chase and kill the witch people. He should not be able to find me, but he should also be careful in case he has other means." Su Ming closed his eyes and did not dare to immerse himself in Tuna. He kept his divine consciousness outside and slowly operated [body] the power of the inner bones.

Time passed slowly. One day, two days, three days until the fifth day, Su Ming opened his eyes, and the fatigue in his eyes dissipated slightly. He took a deep breath, and the cultivation of the sacrificial bones in the body finally stabilized, no longer as if there were signs of degradation as five days ago.

"In case he can't stay here for too long. Su Ming looked cautious. He got up and shook out. At the moment when he was about to leave here, his face suddenly changed.

In his scattered consciousness, he clearly sensed that there was a strong fluctuation coming, and the figure in the fluctuation was the barbarian old man.

"He really has a way to find me!" Su Ming did not hesitate at all, and his body galloped up and gritted his teeth in mid-air and roared away.

The barbarian old man looked as usual, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, but his face was slightly pale. Obviously, after killing the witch man, he chased after him for several days in a row. When he found Su Ming, he was also injured.

But he believes that even if he is injured, it is extremely easy to capture Su Ming.

"You can't escape!" The barbarian old man's eyes flashed and chased Su Ming without stopping.

The two of them swept across the sky one after another, and the distance between them was slowly pulled closer to an hour. When the distance between the two was pulled to more than 8,000 feet, the barbarian old man chasing in the rear flashed in his eyes and there was sarcasm.

It was almost the moment when his sarcasm appeared. The old man's body trembled violently. In this trembling, the sound of crackling suddenly came from his [body], as if the sound of bones colliding with each other. The old man's face was instantly purple red, and even blue veins bulged on his

Then, the old man looked up to the sky and let out a low roar. His body rushed forward. If there was a crack in the sky, his body was several times faster than Su Ming at an indescribable speed. The moment he opened a gap in front of him, his body disappeared directly in place.

A sense of life-and-death crisis suddenly hit Su Ming's mind. His body suddenly stopped, forcibly changing the direction, no longer moving forward, but galloping back.

This sudden change of direction made the corners of Su Ming's mouth overflow with blood, but almost at the same time as he retreated, the void seemed to collapse in front of him. The body of the barbarian old man squeezed in and appeared in front of Su Ming out of thin air.

This speed can't even be said to be speed, just like teleportation!

The transient old man also overflowed with blood at the corners of his mouth, pale, but his expression was ferocious. After appearing less than ten feet in front of Su Ming, his right hand suddenly raised, and suddenly a sea of blood roared outside his body. The sea of blood covered a hundred feet and went straight to Su Ming like a wave of anger.

The angry waves roared, forming the appearance of a blood wolf, like opening a big mouth of the blood basin and devouring Su Ming.

All this is a long story, but in fact it happened in an instant. The old man went from 8,000 feet away to here, and then he developed his magic power, less than two breaths!

And Su Ming, at this moment, under the forced reversal, only retreated more than ten feet.

The crisis of life and death, this strong feeling made Su Ming's scalp numb, and the world in front of him became bloody, covered by the roar and attack of the blood wolf.

A powerful force that makes Su Ming's heart tremble, scattered from the blood wolf. This is the power of the barbarian soul, which belongs to the old monster of the barbarian soul, the magic power!

For Su Ming, who has just become a sacrifice to the bone, he can't bombard such a magic power, and it is even more difficult to dodge, because with the arrival of the blood wolf, a sense of oppression haunts in all directions, such as blocking the heaven and earth where Su Ming is!

A shadow of death enveloped Su Ming's whole body. Su Ming's eyes turned red in an instant. The blue sacrificial bone armor outside his body suddenly transformed, and there was a formation arrangement inside. At this moment of life and death, Su Ming's potential seemed to be infinitely stimulated, which made the formation arrangement successful once.

It was almost the moment when the god's armor was transformed. The power of the blood wolf fell on Su Ming's armor. Su Ming's whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. He had the illusion that he had been bombarded by ten thousand mountains. [body] The internal qi and blood rolled, and Cracked.

What made Su Ming's mind roar. It was that he felt that the snow wolf's big mouth seemed to have some kind of irresistible suction, as if he wanted to suck out his soul under this bombardment. Fortunately, there was a divine general's armor!

After struggling for a moment, the god's armor suddenly collapsed. Su Ming's body was thrown back vigorously, but his behavior was not useless. The strength of the god's armor, coupled with his own array, made Su Ming only seriously injured under the blow of the barbarian soul and did not die immediately!

His body was rolled back by this force, like a broken kite. When the blood was sprayed, the blood wolf roared and rushed again.

It's just that the blood wolf is not as solid as before. After touching Su Ming's general armor, the blood wolf at this moment is already translucent, but in spite of this, killing or capturing Su Ming, who is not protected at this moment, is still a sure thing!

The barbarian old man's eyes contracted. He did not expect that Su Ming's general armor could resist his own magic power. Although the armor collapsed, he did not retrieve Su Ming's soul in an instant.

"The light of fireflies!" The old man snorted coldly and took a step towards Su Ming.

Almost at the same time as he came, the translucent blood wolf caught up with Su Ming and launched its continuous bombardment. It seemed that if it did not take away Su Ming's soul, it would not dissipate.

Sooner or later, the snow wolf was approaching in a blink of an eye, and it was about to hit Su Ming's unprotected body, but at this moment when the blood wolf came, a big bell suddenly appeared outside Su Ming's body!

Handan Mountain Clock!

As soon as the clock came out, the blood wolf directly hit it. The roar was earth-shaking, and the bell buzzed and echoed. The strong sound of the bell actually made the old footsteps of the barbarians.

At the same time of his meal, a black line suddenly rushed out of the place where the Hanshan bell collided with the blood wolf. At its amazing speed, the barbarian old man stopped and his mind was echoed by the bell, and went straight to his eyebrows in an instant.

But the barbarian old man was an old monster in the early days of the barbarian soul. He recovered in an instant. He shook his sleeves and grabbed the black line that was coming, but what was waiting for him was a sharp pain in the palm and a eruption of blood.

The black line actually penetrated his palm, but in the same way, while penetrating the old man's palm, the black line also suffered the power of his palm, and his tail burst directly and rolled back.

"What is this!" The barbarian old man's hands were blurred, and he looked shocked.

Almost at the same time as he was injured by the black line, the huge body of the blood wolf collapsed directly next to the Handan Mountain Bell and dissipated. As for the Handan Bell, it also shrank instantly and rolled back to Su Ming's [body]. Su Ming spewed out blood again. [Body] was more seriously He was red-eyed and went straight to the barbarian old man if he was crazy.

The distance between the two was not far away. Su Ming's arrival was the moment when the palm of the barbarian old man was penetrated and he looked shocked. In this way, Su Ming rushed under the rush, looking like a moth to the fire, less than three feet away from the barbarian old man.

Moths to the fire!

With Su Ming's cultivation, his current behavior can only be described in these four words, but if he doesn't do this, he can't escape. He is also dead. The will refined from the battlefield makes Su Ming not collapse under this strong crisis of life and death at this moment, but launched a counterattack.