Chapter 443 It's the same!

Su Ming stopped and looked back at the man in white.

The man raised his left hand and took out a storage pocket from his arms. After checking it, he threw it at Su Ming. Immediately, the pocket went straight to Su Ming. After being picked up by Su Ming, he looked at it intently.

The number of

is exactly 210,000 witch crystals. This huge amount may be nothing in the eyes of some people in the Jiuyin world, but for Su Ming, this is the most witch crystals he has.

However, compared with this witch crystal, what Su Ming cares more about is the red stone placed on this layer! Su Ming took a few steps, under the eyes of the man in white, came to the side of the red stone. He raised his right hand and shook his upper sleeve. Immediately, the huge red stone suddenly disappeared and was put into the storage bag by Su Ming, but he was very cautious and did not put it with the black villain, but in another pocket.

After taking away the large piece of red stone, Su Ming took out the remaining dust from his arms and threw it at the man in white. The dust immediately went straight to the man in white. After being catch by him, Su Ming turned to the transmission array.

The light of the formation flashed. When Su Ming's figure disappeared, the man in white raised his head with a gloomy look, as if he was hesitating about something. At this time, there was a sudden twist and fluctuation behind him, and an old man in a black gown came out. The old man held a snake-headed can

The man in white immediately bowed his head and looked very respectful.

"This person's cultivation is miscellaneous, and I faintly feel a looming crisis in it. Don't think about anything else." After the old man walked out, he looked at the transmission array that Su Ming left, and opened his mouth hoarsely.

"Can the Lord feel the crisis? Could it be... Is it that this person is a witch?" The man in white raised his head and asked hesitantly.

"There is such a possibility. What's wrong with your red stone? And how much dust do we still lack? After a moment of silence, the old man said slowly.

"Lord, that red stone was obtained by accident in those years. It was not the thing of the previous treasure gambling conferences. I was going to study it, but it was empty inside, and it was a waste stone.

As for the dust dispersion, plus today's three of good quality, two are enough!" The man in white said immediately.

"Two..." The old man pondered for a while, turned away and disappeared into the twisted ripples.

Here, Su Ming, after walking out of the Jiuwu Pavilion, did not immediately return to the inn, but wandered around the witch city. His consciousness dispersed until he was sure that no one was following him. He restored his original appearance and put on the black mask. Until dusk, he went to many shops in Wucheng, which cost nearly ten years. Wan Wujing bought all the herbs he needed, and then returned to the inn calmly.

When he returned to his inn room, it was getting late. Su Ming sat cross-legged in the room, and his consciousness spread all around, so that everything in this place was within the control of his consciousness. He took a deep breath, took out the mountain stone auctioned outside the Tianhan Sect from the storage bag, and looked at the black little man Ming narrowed his eyes.

"What the hell is this thing... All I know is that its fingers are one of the main drugs to refine Na Shensan..." Su Ming said to himself, and his eyes swept over the black man.

The characteristics of this mountain stone have some similarities with the red stone, and it is difficult to fully view the divine consciousness. Su Ming did not connect them together before, but at this moment, when he looks at it, there are more and more similarities.

After a long time, Su Ming withdrew his eyes, raised his right hand and patted the storage bag, and immediately the dark red light flashed. In front of Su Ming, the huge red stone was revealed.

At the moment when the red stone appeared, Su Ming immediately saw the black villain in the mountain stone beside him. His body suddenly trembled, as if he was struggling to open his eyes. The totem picture on his eyebrows flashed, revealing the appearance of the seven-leaf snake-headed grass again.

For a moment, the black villain trembled more and more violently, and bursts of black gas dispersed from outside its body, like ink dripping water, spreading in the transparent rock.

At this time, Su Ming's pupils contracted, and a crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, which came very suddenly.

"Give me... give me..." Suddenly, a hoarse and resentful voice echoed directly in Su Ming's room. Together, Su Ming's divine consciousness existed in the room, and immediately felt a sense of coldness. The sound seemed to come from the longing and vicissitudes of life in the words many years ago. I think it can make people rot after listening to it.

"Give it... Give it to me... I promise you a lifetime of wealth... I promise you a lifetime of supremacy... Give it... Give it..." The voice contained a strange power. When it was transmitted in this room, it attracted Su Ming's divine consciousness, which actually caused countless distortions around Su Ming, making all the material in this room here It doesn't look like a moment.

Su Ming's eyes condensed, and his consciousness was shakenated. He snorted coldly and directly interrupted the sound. After the sleeve rolled up, he immediately put the mountain stone that existed in the black villain into the storage bag, and the consciousness quickly sealed it outside!

"Give me... give... give... me..." It was not until a long time that the sound in the storage bag gradually dissipated and became weaker and weaker. Until finally, under Su Ming's observation, the black villain slowly calmed down, and the scattered black gas slowly flowed back, bringing the little man's body [body] again

With the disappearance of the black gas, Su Ming's sense of crisis also dissipated. His eyes flashed. When he looked back around, his eyes shrank. All the material in the room became flying ash at this moment. When Su Ming looked at it, it dissipated on the ground.

The whole room is now empty.

Only the red stone, quietly exists in front of Su Ming, without any change.

Su Ming was silent for a long time, and his eyebrows were always frowned. It was the first time that Su Ming heard the sound from the black villain. He thought the other party was dead, but now it seems that... it doesn't seem to be the case.

"What the hell is that black villain... Why does it change so much after seeing this red stone, and the picture of his eyebrows flashing? Is it the thing in this red stone?" Su Ming looked at the red stone, and his eyes flashed decisively.

"You can ignore what the black villain is for the time being. As for the red stone, if it is empty inside. If there are really herbs that outsiders can't see, and the appearance of the herb is the picture of the villain's eyebrows, then..." Su Ming stood up and walked to the side of the red stone. After a few glances, With a sudden press on the top, the red stone immediately shook, and pieces of debris fell.

Su Ming frowned, and his slap was enough to break the mountain and break the stone, but after falling on the red stone, it only made its surface break a little.

Su Ming looked at the many small holes on the red stone. He stepped back a few steps, the blue light flashed in his eyebrows, and immediately the small sword flew out. Under the sound of the sword, the blue light flashed, and the small sword roared away and cut fiercely towards the stone.

Under this cut, there was an immediate roar. If it hadn't been for Su Ming's consciousness blocking everything around, the sound would have immediately spread throughout the inn.

After the roar, the little sword was raised, and the red stone appeared in front of Su Ming, revealing a crack more than three feet deep. Seeing this scene, Su Ming was moved.

"What a strong stone!" Su Ming pondered for a moment, raised his right hand and pointed to the little sword. Immediately, the little sword roared and approached the red stone again. This time, it was not a cut, but to penetrate the handle with the tip of the sword and pierce it directly.

With a crack, the little sword actually submerged. This scene made Su Ming's eyes flash. After a moment, the little sword flew out, changed a position, and stabbed in again.

After many times, the sword hole formed after being pulled out by the small sword became a straight line, dividing the red stone into the middle.

"This stone is very strange. It can only cut down three inches, but if the tip of the sword penetrates, it is relatively easy..." Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed to the small sword under the pinch. Immediately the sword floated in the air. The light flashed, and suddenly became larger. After turning into nearly one foot long, it was straight in On the line, it was suddenly cut off.

A sword was cut over, and the roar was mixed with the sound of clicks. It was the sound of small holes connected to each other after breaking. With the dissipation of the roar and the sharpness of Su Ming's blue sword, when the sword was lifted by Su Ming, the red stone in front of him, under the vibration of the whole body It's in half.

The middle of each half of the stone is empty. If they are combined, it happens to be a circular hollow. It seems that others don't know how to separate it.

Su Ming took a few steps forward and stared at these two and a half of the stones. Finally, his eyes fell on the half of the right side. The faint smell of medicine came out from this half.

Su Ming murmured a little, manipulated the blue light sword to make it, and cut the half of the big stone again. Until it was divided into seven or eight parts, Su Ming picked up one of them.

This is an irregular stone, about the size of two palms. Su Ming holds this stone, and the faint fragrance of medicine hits his face. The root of the fragrance is this stone.

Even where Su Ming looks at this moment, he can still see a fault of a leaf, which has melted with the stone, but if you look carefully, you can still see its existence.

This is a leaf, but under Su Ming's cutting, he cut off half a corner of it.

Holding this stone, Su Ming's left hand kept shaking and pressing it away. The action was very gentle, and a large amount of debris fell. Gradually, the stone became smaller and smaller. After an hour, there was only half of the stone in Su Ming's hand.

Su Ming looked at the stone in his hand, and the light gradually appeared in his eyes, because the stone in his hand was no longer dark red, but transparent...

That transparent appearance is the same as the mountain rock where the black villain exists!

In this transparent stone, there is a herb with seven leaves, six of which have no vitality, and even one of them extends to the surface and loses half a corner.

However, there is still a long leaf with its tip like a snake. Although it seems to be sealed in this stone, you will still feel its vitality when you look at it.