Chapter 539 Who disturbs my practice!

On the north side of the Eastern Wilderness Continent, there is a large land surrounded by a basin. There are rare figures in the sky, and the endless land here is transformed into the scope of the sect of sentient beings. It is strictly forbidden for outsiders to step in half a step.

The sect of sentient beings is one of the four sects of the eastern wilderness formed by the twelve tribes of the eastern wilderness continent united ten thousand years ago. It has extremely strong power. In the sect, there are more barbarian souls sitting in the town, making the sect of sentient beings famous in the eastern wilderness!

At this moment, in one of the countless basins of the earth, there are countless exquisite attics surrounded by rolling black smoke. In the depths of the black smoke, you can see a black hall on the ground.

This hall is burning, making the black smoke roll, and this black smoke is the only one in the endless range of this place! It is a symbol of the spirit of the whole sentient sect, and it is the most vivid scene of detering foreigners!

In the Eastern Wilderness Continent, only people with a perfect Barbarian soul can condense such rolling smoke, in such a way, deterrence in all directions!

At this moment, in the hall in the depths of the black smoke, there is an old man in a black robe sitting cross-legged. The old man's hair is loose, and there is a scorpion's wild pattern on his face. The scorpion emits a faint light, making the old man look even more strange and

A powerful fluctuation echoed inside and outside his body, and it was empty around him. Only a middle-aged man respectfully knelt more than ten feet in front of him.

But at this moment, the old man's right hand collapsed. When his flesh and blood were blurred, the five fingers of his left hand were broken together.

This sudden scene made the middle-aged man opposite immediately raise his head, with a shocked and shocked face, and full of fear and panic. He didn't know what had happened. He just received Moro's request for help, so he immediately met his elder and begged the other party to take action.

But after the elder cast the spell, such a scene was revealed. How could this not make him surprised?

"The elder..." This middle-aged man hasn't finished his words yet. But seeing the old man with scorpion lines on his face, his eyes suddenly opened, and the light flashed in his eyes. At the same time, the middle-aged man felt it in horror. A breath that frightened him suddenly appeared in this hall!

The breath did not belong to the old man, but... In the air of the hall, there was an illusory gun shadow, which flashed and went straight to the old man, at the moment when it was approaching. The old man bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. His blood condensed into a human face and went straight to the long gun.

The sound of bombardment swirled in this hall, and the waves of air set off made the middle-aged man's body go backwards, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was even more frightened. He could vaguely guess what had happened, but he couldn't believe it!

"This is impossible, with the cultivation of the elder. Unexpectedly... he was injured, but he was chased by the other party's breath. This... How can this be? The elder is going to save Moro. Moro is overseas. He is facing Nanchen, maybe... Moro met the three strong men of Nanchen!!

But even if there are three strong men, the elder will not be like this!!" When the middle-aged man's mind was shaken, outside the hall, the black smoke rolled into the sky. At that moment, there was a blocked scene. Although it recovered quickly, although not many people saw it, this scene was enough to show the shaking of the elder in the face of Su Ming's shot.

After the bang. The virtual shadow of the long spear dissipated, and the elder sat there cross-legged. His flesh-and-blood hands grew strangely. It seemed that it would not take long for him to fully recover.

The middle-aged man's heart pounded faster. When he was about to open his mouth, his voice was interrupted again, but he saw the old man sitting on his cross-legged place. He suddenly looked up and looked into the air.

"Who are you!!" His voice contains anger, and there is a trace of... Abominable!!

"Nan Chen, Su Ming!" At the moment when the elder's words came out, the middle-aged man shivered and suddenly looked up. He heard the sound of the space around him as if he had isolated time and space.

This voice was indifferent, with a trace of tenderness, but the moment that fell into the ears of this middle-aged man made him remember deeply.

The elder of all sentient beings, the old man sitting there cross-legged, his expression was extremely gloomy. He did not look at the recovering arms, but his eyes flashed. He knew that he had underestimated the enemy. He did not expect that the man who asked Moro for help had a trace of cultivation that scared him!

"Cultivat life... In this world, does anyone really step into that level... Su Ming, Su Ming..."

For a long time, the middle-aged man beside him raised his head tremblingly and looked at the old man. After hesitantly, he said respectfully.

"Ancestor..."

"Don't pay attention to Moro. You arrange it. From now on, the disciples of all sentient beings are not allowed to step into Nanchen!"

On the island of Moro, Su Ming has changed from his fate. He stood there, still wearing burial armor, but his momentum was not as good as before. Although it was so, after blooming the strongest shot, Su Ming seemed to have realized something.

He faintly felt that he had caught something, but it was vague and not clear, like covering the road ahead through countless smokes.

But he believes that one day, when his cultivation steps into the barbarian soul, the fog that covers the road will be dispersed by his waving!

His eyes fell coldly on the ground not far away, with only half of his body left. At this moment, Moro's life was not much, but he didn't want to die. He was afraid of death, and his fear was erased from the world.

He was even more afraid of Su Ming, and his fear of Su Ming had reached the peak of his life. He saw with his own eyes that even the elder could not resist the shot. Why did he fight?

When he saw Su Ming's eyes fall, Moro's eyes showed despair.

Su Ming walked towards Moro. At this moment, on this Moro Island, there was a dead silence, and everyone was dead. The island was filled with thick blood, which was disgusting.

"You... You..." Moro trembled and saw Su Ming coming step by step. Every step seemed to destroy his vitality, making him crazy in this endless fear.

"It's useless for you to kill me. I'm from the sentient beings. The reason why I came here is the arrangement of the sentient beings. You... Black Sparrow, Lord Black Sparrow, Lord Black Sparrow!!!" In Moro's fear and madness, his eyes suddenly showed a bright light. He remembered that he still had a life-saving skill!!

That was the black finch. He just felt the breath, and he was already frightened and did not dare to take action. Instead, he respectfully worshipped the black finch!

That breath not only scared him, but also made him horrled after Baoshan felt it!

Thinking of the black finch, Moro was already desperate and had expectations again. He had no doubt that if Lord Blackfinch took action, the person in front of him would definitely die, and there was no reason to survive.

But with his roar, there was no response from the island, and Su Ming's footsteps did not stop, and he had reached a few feet in front of Moro.

"Lord Black Sparrow!!" Moro seemed to have caught the last ray of light of life. Seeing that Su Ming was getting closer and closer, there was not much cultivation in his body. After his body flew up, his head suddenly hit the earth.

At the moment when its head hit the earth, the ground immediately echoed, and cracks appeared in an instant. After being connected, they turned into a huge gully, which was directly torn apart on the ground of the island.

At the moment when the crack was opened, an extremely powerful breath, even far beyond the cultivation, burst out of the crack of the earth.

The strength of this breath changed the color of the world, and made the countless fierce beasts wandering outside the island trembling and wailing together.

In this breath, an old word echoed.

"Who is it!!"

"Who disturbs my practice!"

"Who is so bold and disturbs my practice!!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing, and Moro looked extremely respectful and fanatical, and quickly shouted loudly.

"Lord Moque, it's me. Please ask Lord Moque to correct this man! After that, the younger generation must take out several times the offering!!!" Moro was overjoyed. He believed that as long as the ink finch woke up, he would live in peace!

Especially when he thought of the scene of meeting the ink sparrow, he was even more excited. He had never felt such a powerful breath. Under that breath, he saw the body of the ink sparrow and the magic power shown by the other party. Although there were no bursts of attacks, the momentum was unforgettable for him in his life.

It took a lot of effort to invite the other party back to Moro Island. From then on, he tried his best to meet all the requirements made by the other party, and he was more flattering. At this moment, under the relaxation in his heart, he smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked at Su Ming's eyes, which was murderous again

"It's not so easy to kill me, Moro. What if you have a profound cultivation? Can't you compare with Lord Moque!" Moro sneered. He could imagine that the next scene must be the appearance of Lord Moque, ending the battle in an instant. After killing Su Ming, although all the people on the island have died, Moro believes that as long as he calms down and recovers his wounds, he can regain Moro's glory after his cultivation and injury recovers!

"At that time, I want to kill all the people of Nanchen, let them remember my name, and let them know that all this is because of a man named Su Ming!!!

Even I will investigate everyone who knows Su Ming. I want to kill all the men and women who know him and let them die miserably. It would be better if I could meet his couple. Today, I will return all the humiliations a hundred times!!!" Moro was excited and looked at Su Ming's eyes, which was even colder.

Su Ming stopped, looked at the crack coldly, and listened to the old voice from the crack in his ear. This powerful momentum can deter everyone. Even Su Ming frowned at the beginning.

But soon, the look under his burial armor appeared strange, but outsiders could not see it.

"Please ask Lord Moque to take action!!" Moro opened his mouth again excitedly.