Chapter 490 Moon Worship?

"Is it possible that he caused the immortal world of candles and immortality. At the root of the tenth month, the little snake on his shoulder was pale red, and there was a gap in his eyebrows. When he looked at me, it gave me a sense of hair and bones. Could it be... Could it be..." The golden-line bat family was short of

"Does it have been the resurrection of Zhu Jiuyin!!!" The golden-lined bat's teeth trembled, and just as the idea that made him feel horrible came to his mind, a strong roar from a distance made him almost feel like he was distracted.

This roar made him subconsciously look back. At the moment he looked in the direction of the roar, his face was pale in an instant, without a trace of blood.

He saw that there was a huge virtual shadow in the distant sky. The appearance of this virtual shadow was a candle. It opened its mouth, and under the roar, it seemed to be devouring something.

Although the virtual shadow is vague, he will never see it wrong. He knows that in that direction, there is a clan of his own people galloping. At this moment, when he sees the virtual shadow of the candle, he knows how bad the clan is.

In shock, the golden thread bat clan gritted its teeth and turned around to gallop desperately, but at the moment he turned around, his body was stunned, and there was a feeling of numbness all over his body, because in front of him, I don't know when, there was a figure who looked coldly at him!

The figure looked calm and indifferent, as if looking at the dead, stood there quietly, so that the golden thread of the bat saint's face changed greatly and was about to retreat. Su Ming took a step forward, raised his right hand, and pointed to the heart of the golden thread bat clan.

"How dare you!!" The golden-lined bat race roared sharply, and the wings behind him suddenly tilted forward, blocking in front of him, forming a layer of protection. His hands quickly pinched the formula, and the ripples suddenly ripples, but the ripple blocked the shape, looking like a ferocious grimace, devoured forward.

At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of golden blood. The blood turned into a golden bat and rushed forward with a sharp hiss.

It didn't end. After doing this, the golden-lined bat grabbed the void in his right hand and immediately saw the round golden machete in his hand. The knife waved in his hand, raised a golden light and went straight to Su Ming.

In a hurry, he could only deploy these means, but he could use these magical powers in such a short time, which shows the strength of the golden thread people of the bat saint.

Su Ming's finger, the sound of breaking open was like a stone, directly on the protection of the wings of the golden thread clan. A loud bang spread to the wings of the golden thread clan, and the wings of the golden thread were suddenly filled with blood, and there was a sound of bone fragments. If it hadn't been for the other party's immediate

After the wings dispersed, Su Ming's finger did not stop, and then clicked on the second protection of the golden thread people. The rippling ghost face-shaped ripples roared again and again. When the ripples completely dissipated, the golden bats sprayed out by the golden thread people rushed to Su Ming's One finger.

The aftert of the roar did not dissipate, and a new sound rose again. Under this finger, the golden bat roared, but the speed of Su Ming's finger weakened a lot of its power and weakened under the many protections of the golden line people. With the dissipation of the golden bat, it appeared in front of Su Ming' The golden full moon machete of the golden thread clan, the two sides touched in an instant. Under a shocking roar, the golden thread clan of the bat saint's mouths overflowed with blood, and their bodies rolled up quickly.

Su Ming's eyes flashed and stood in the air without retreating at all, but withdrew the point. This finger was nameless and experienced thousands of changes. After the immortal world was completed, until Su Ming came out, no one could not die under this finger.

Now, the golden thread of this bat saint is the first!

The golden thread of the bat saint was pale and frightened at this moment. When he retreated in a hurry, he couldn't help spewing blood. Although he was not dead, he was extremely frightened by Su Ming's finger. Although his repeated protection offset most of his strength, the remaining strength still made him in his body. The qi and blood rolled over, and the vitality was lost a lot.

"What kind of magic power is this!!" The golden thread people retreated at this moment. He knew that it was impossible to escape from the front line of life and death, so he simply went crazy.

"How dare you hurt me!! I am the golden thread of the bat saint, and I am the will reiter of the holy ancestor. If you kill me, it is equivalent to a complete war with the bat saint. You can't bear that price!" The golden thread of the bat saint, his eyes were filled with blood in his roar. He was afraid, very afraid. In his feeling, Su Ming's strength made him feel inexorable.

Su Ming looked as usual, took a step forward, raised his right hand, and tested the strength of his body. After testing the strength of his body, he wanted to see how his magic power was.

His right hand clenched his fist, and as he walked forward at this moment, he suddenly punched the sky.

This punch blew a large number of strong winds and went straight to the sky. The sky roared, and the whole cloud collapsed at this moment, turning into a huge whirlpool, and constantly rotating in the sky.

"Rongfeng!" Su Ming calmly opened his mouth, loosened his five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed the sky. Suddenly, the whirlpool in the sky immediately spread dozens of times, permeating the scenes for most of the day, and went straight to Su Ming's right hand like a tornado. At this moment, the wind and thunder rolled. Su Ming stood in the A whirlwind!

"Kaiyang!" At the moment of saying these two words, Su Ming's right hand waved violently, and immediately the whirlpool wind, which was controlled by him, went straight to the golden line people of the bat saint with a strong momentum.

From a distance, this scene is like a thrilling picture. In the picture, Su Ming's hair is fluttering and he looks calm, especially the scars under his eyes, which gives people a strange charm.

On the other hand, the golden thread people are afraid at this moment, their eyes are red, and they are more and more crazy!

Between the two of them, there was a whirlpool hurricane connecting heaven and earth. The hurricane swept in all directions at this moment, roaring straight to the golden thread people, as if to drown it.

The golden thread of the bat saint, the shadow of death in the madness is getting bigger and bigger at this moment. He is unwilling to die. He roared up to the sky in his struggle. After raising his hands and pinching out a strange seal in front of him, he suddenly clicked on his body. Suddenly, his body trembled, but saw the feather After falling off, the feathers turned into golden light, raised a sharp roar, and went straight to the whirlpool.

After doing this, the golden thread man bit the tip of his tongue again and spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His upper body bent down, his back soared to the sky, his forehead was raised, and his face was filled with blue veins. When he looked quite ferocious, he let out a hoarse roar.

"The bat saint family, the art of backing the mountain, eternal autumn rain, the original stone tablet!!" During his roar, there was an explosion immediately in the void above him, and a huge stone tablet suddenly turned out of thin air!

This stone tablet is very large, a hundred feet long. At this moment, it is engraved with many complex words, which are violently pressed down on the back of the golden thread people. It looks like this stone tablet is carried by him!

The stone tablet exudes a vast power to fight against the coming Kaiyang hurricane, leaning down directly in the direction of the hurricane!

The two sides touched each other in an instant. Su Ming's wind first touched the light transformed by the endless golden feathers. Under a roar, these feathers were all broken. Under the hurricane, it did not stop at all, and directly collided with the fossil monument of the golden thread people.

The roar of distance spread all over the world and into the valley of the witch clan, so that all the witch people looked at the sky, their hearts trembled, and transmitted farther away.

The stone tablet was broken inch by inch and finally collapsed, but in the same way, Su Ming's wind of opening the sun also dissipated most of the time after its collapse, but the remaining strength was still swept away. The golden thread people who went straight to the golden thread clan, the bat saint, spewed blood again, and his body suddenly with Sex no longer flashed, but the whole person knelt on one knee and let out the strongest roar to the sky.

"Moon Ancestral!! The holy ancestor of my bat saint over the ages, with the body of my bat saint, the golden thread, with the power of your moon worship, allow me to burn three times with blood and fire!!" In the roar of the bat saint, the whole person bowed to the nine moons in the sky.

Under this worship, Su Ming's heart shook violently. He clearly felt that the ninth month of the nine moons in the sky had expanded a little!

"Lend me abai, let the sea of fire go up and burn everything!" Under the worship of the golden thread, his body seemed to be unbearable. It was visible to the naked eye. From his body, from his seven orifices, a purple flame suddenly spewed out, spreading around in an instant, forming a huge sea of fire. Under the burning sea of fire, if the earth looks to the sky, it can be clear. See, this sea of fire looks like a person's palm!!

The palm of the sea of fire suddenly raised at this moment, as if it contained some kind of will, and pressed it to Su Ming!

"Sure enough, it has something to do with the moon wing, and it has something to do with fire! The bloody fire is ignited, and the art of blood moon nine worship really appeared here, but... there are some slight differences!" Su Ming's eyes were condensed. He was suspicious when he saw the bat saint. At this moment, he saw the scene in front of him with his own eyes and confirmed his guess.

"The art of worshiping the moon, the method of fire... the ancestor of the moon?" Su Ming sneered at the corners of his mouth. Facing the palm of the coming fire sea, he looked as usual, fireman... He Su Ming was a fireman!!

He raised his right hand, bit his fingertips, and pressed it on the pupil of his left eye!

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