Chapter 367 I can't walk!

... Little friend, I didn't mean any harm. The last time I took action just to keep you. In the wind layer, the old man's words came forward like a thin line.

"After all, you are a barbarian deserter and left on the battlefield. This matter can be said to be a traitor. I took action because of this! As a true god, I can give you a chance. You can go back to Tianlan City with me. I will protect you. Your life will not be in danger. No matter how the old man said it, Su Ming, who was tens of thousands of feet ahead, did not look back and didn't say a word, and the speed was getting bigger and bigger.

"Although you have the power of the barbarian god, you don't want to waste only two opportunities, and what I'm coming at this moment is just a split. It's also a blessing for me to experience the finger of the barbarian god with the power of the split." The old man looked gloomy and kept spreading words.

"How about this? I swear by my own image. I won't hurt you, but you can't continue to escape. You stay with me for a month. Let me study the power of the barbarian god. Don't worry. I won't let you do this in vain. There are treasures for you." The old man was also helpless. He longed for the power of the barbarian god from his heart, but after the last life and death, he was deeply afraid of Su Ming.

But this made him very contradictory, because he was afraid of Su Ming's only two powers, but he didn't care about Su Ming himself. It was this contradiction that made him chase or not chase, surrounded by greed and struggled.

Chasing, once the other party is forced, and once the person does not hesitate to spend an opportunity, then his end can be predicted.

But if he doesn't chase, he has chased so far, has penetrated into the witch clan, and gives up like this. He is really unwilling.

But if he continues to chase like this, it is difficult for him to catch up because of his inner fear. Over time, as he goes deeper and deeper into the land of the witch clan, he becomes more insecure. This feeling of not going down is enough to make him crazy, and he already hates Su Ming to the bone.

At the time when the old man hesitated and subconsciously chased, Su Ming had pulled more than 50,000 feet away from the old man in the wind. At such a distance, he could sink at ease, roar in the low altitude, and gallop forward.

After such a cycle lasted for another two days, the earth below began not to be gray, but green. Obviously, they had gradually approached the place where there were witch tribes from the desolate place.

It was not until this moment that the old man finally made a decision. Under his gritting his teeth, the chasing body suddenly paused, staring at Su Ming tens of thousands of feet away, flashed with resentment in his eyes, but turned around and gave up the pursuit, and galloped towards the original road.

In the end, he chose to give up. After all, such a pursuit is fruitless, and he measured this dilemma, unless his cultivation can reach the middle stage of the barbarian soul and have a stronger magic power, so there may be some opportunities to kill Su Ming before he unfolds the power of the barbarian god.

But now, he can't do it. Instead of chasing after him like this, he won't give up.

But the old man chose to give up. Not long after returning along the same road, he found gloomily that Su Ming no longer left, but followed himself, as if chasing himself in turn.

If it's just like this, he doesn't have to pay attention to it and let Su Ming follow. He concludes that the other party dares not return to Tianlan City. If he follows like this, it won't take long to leave by himself. And if he follows for a long time, maybe he still has a Force.

This is also a good thing for the old man. If you don't count the roar behind him, you can hear it even if it's far away.

Su Ming's follow-up was accompanied by the loud noise deliberately created by him, the broken sound, and then a punch to the roar of the void, which kept echoing in the sky.

This is the land of the witch, and it is a little far from Tianlan City. If the old barbarian is careful, it is not impossible to go back quietly, but if there has been such a roar behind him, it will be difficult for him to return safely.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!!" This barbarian old man had a feeling of going crazy. He had obviously given up chasing Su Ming, but the other party didn't know what was good or bad. Instead, it was like sticking to it, which made him panic on the way back.

The roar is getting louder and louder. If it is not stopped, what will happen? The old man doesn't want to know! Especially in the past few days, there has been such a roar in this area because of his pursuit of Su Ming. I'm afraid it has slightly attracted the attention of the witch people. At this moment, when he returns, it is the same. If no witch people have come to check, the old man himself will never believe it.

Lao Ben was not only crazy, but also couldn't stop. He simply stopped again, changed his direction, and continued to chase Su Ming.

But as he changed his direction, so did Su Ming in the distance. The two of them turned into a chase again. What remained unchanged was the roaring sound, which always existed and did not dissipate.

This roar is like a kind of noise, which makes the old man extremely upset and even more shocked. Even if it is a mother-in-law, she is extremely vigilant to observe the surroundings for fear of attracting the witch people.

His mentality is just like he wanted to walk quietly in the middle of the night and didn't want to be discovered. But there is always a loud noise around...

The old man's eyes were red. For the first time, he had a horrible feeling about a person who sacrificed bones. This feeling was not because of the power of the barbarian god, but because of the other party's behavior.

This move made him wish to tear off his hair and chased him for a long time. The old man was so depressed that he wanted to roar, but he resisted the roar. He suddenly turned around, gave up the pursuit again, and galloped towards Tianlan City at full speed.

Su Ming, who was behind him, slowly changed his direction and followed him, making an earth-shaking roar.

If he is fast, Su Ming is fast, he is slow, Su Ming is slow. If he stops, Su Ming will naturally stop, and the two will always be tens of thousands of feet apart.

"I really don't believe it. If it attracts witches, how can you end up? You are not afraid of sacrificing bones, and what am I afraid of!" The old man's eyes were red. He was really helpless by Su Ming. At this moment, he simply stopped thinking too much and galloped forward, as if he had used the depression and madness in his stomach on speed.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that Su Ming is chasing the old man, but the huge gap between their cultivation makes this behavior look strange.

In the middle of the sacrifice bone, in the early stage of chasing the barbarian soul...

This kind of pursuit, after three days, finally attracted the attention of the witch people because of Su Ming's continuous roar in this witch land.

In fact, the vast majority of the witches in this area have gone to the battlefield, so Su Ming and the old man have not been blocked at this time.

But now the group of witches on the battlefield have not returned. What attracted the attention of Su Ming and the old man is to go to the Tianlan City battlefield, a new group of warriors in the witch land!

To be precise, this is a migrating tribe. The soldiers in the tribe form a team to protect the tribe. While moving forward, the tribe has to separate most of the people and go to the place where the witches gather outside Tianlan City after reaching the designated place.

In the whole witch clan, there are many tribes that have migrated to this cake. Su Ming and the barbarian old man have encountered now is one of them.

It is a dark shadow that seems to cover the sky, dense, no less than thousands. Each shadow is a shrinking autumn fish!

The autumn fish swam in the sea of clouds. There was a witch warrior standing on their backs. On the ground, with the shaking of the ground, thousands of witch people moved forward, protecting them. Nine of them were thousands of feet in size, like turtles, but the tortoise shell was a flat beast in all directions.

On the back of the nine turtles, there are a large number of witches, and some buildings have been uprooted and placed on them.

More later, the dust is flying, and there is an endless long queue. Obviously, this is by no means the migration of a small tribe. This is a large witch tribe with a certain scale!

Such a tribe must have a strong post-witch. It is almost the moment when Su Ming and the barbarian old man chased one after another. While they noticed the overwhelming witch people in the distance, the witch also saw at a glance that Su Ming and the barbarian old man at the end of the world in the distance.

In fact, for Su Ming and the barbarian elders, this group of witches heard the roar first, and then saw it with their own eyes.

Almost most of them, at first glance, looked at the old man of the barbarian clan, so his cultivation is strong, because his appearance is not covered at all, because he is a barbarian in the eyes of the witch people!

It's because he's running away! It is very common sense to run forward in the land of the witch, and it is also in line with the common sense that those who chase him must be hostile to him, and in the land of the witch, almost all those who are hostile to him are witches.

In addition, Su Ming's head was wearing a bamboo hat. At this moment, Su Ming was almost the moment when he was aware of the emergence of the group of witches in advance. He took out a Lingsan and did not surround it outside his body, but held it in the palm of his hand. Even so, the special light and suction power of Lingsan It makes the void around Su Ming seem to be distorted. At first glance, it is somewhat similar to when Su Ming met the dementor boy.

In addition, Su Ming is a little hoarse, which contains a gloomy voice, "Which tribe's friends are behind, in the lower lizard witch's dementor central witches, please ask your department to help me kill this person! This man is the strong man in the early days of the barbarian soul!"

The barbarian old man in front of him, who seemed to be fleeing quickly, almost spit out a mouthful of blood at the moment he heard this sentence, had no time to speak, and quickly fled and cursed in his heart.

"When those witches are blind, what about the dementor?" His inner voice suddenly stuck.

The fourth update!!!