Chapter 618 Disaster!

Su Ming looked as usual, but he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the battle with the Tibetan Dragon Sect came to his mind when Hongluo controlled his body.

In that battle, it was not the Hongluo who killed the Tibetan Dragon monks, but the horrible halberd that appeared in the sky. The appearance of the halberd, which shocked all the immortals of the whole Nanchen, made the immortals who came, seem to stop breathing at that moment.

The long halberd is the barbarian sacred artifact of Nanchen Continent!

After coming to the Donghuang Continent, Su Ming began to know the evil spirit sect and hesitated about this problem in his heart. At this moment, he understood.

But after understanding this, he thought of the emperor. In those years, the emperor's split could not care about the barbarian sacred artifact under the halberd, but he did not choose to destroy it. Obviously, there was also a place to be afraid of.

In this eastern wilderness continent, the evil immortals have the ability to change the law of the arrival of the barbarian sacred artifacts. This ability is so strong that it is more difficult to change the sacred artifacts than to destroy them.

But this sacred artifact is still there. In this way, thinking of the emperor's behavior, Su Ming suddenly had a hunch that there must be some secrets in this barbarian holy weapon, so that the immortals dare not destroy it...

"This gloom also has its courage. He actually used the holy weapon to come once in 50 years as the trial of his evil disciple, and the survival of the fittest..." Su Ming opened his eyes and realized a lot. He even remembered that the old daughter was not a name, but a name, which was the name of a group of people!

This group of people come from every sect. Their task is to help the coming clansmen to cover the barbarians, so that they can hide their breath, but in this evil sect, it is obvious that the role of the hostess is not like this.

"How sure are you?" Su Ming glanced at Baoqiu and slowly opened his mouth.

"Originally 70%... After all, I'm not the only one who resists the barbaric disaster. There are many people in the sect who are resisting. As long as I can withstand his blow... and there is a scapegoat. I plan to exchange the death of the split body and my own injury in exchange for success.

But now... I only have 30%." Baoqiu looked calm, as if he was not talking about his own life and death.

Su Ming thought for a while. He glanced at Baoqiu and smiled dumbly.

"If you want me to help, just say it directly. Why do you have to be so awkward?"

Baoqiu's face turned slightly red, but she soon recovered as usual and didn't say anything. She really needed the help of the other party. Otherwise, she will be erased. Similarly, the other party can no longer practice quietly.

This idea has been bred since she sensed Su Ming's horror a few months ago. This is not harming the other party, so it does not violate the confinement of the soul.

Come here this time. The reason why she restored her original beautiful appearance is also because of the preparation for the words just now...

"After three months, I will help you once. It's a compensation for imprisoning your soul, practicing here and consuming your elixir. After this matter, you and I no longer owe each other. Su Ming closed his eyes.

A flash of joy flashed in Baoqiu's expression. After getting up, he bowed to Su Ming, and then left the second-story attic and returned to her first floor. She sat cross-legged there. I don't know what she was thinking. After a long time, I closed my eyes and sat up.

Su Ming's practice has not been interrupted by this matter. He has a resolution in his heart on how to help Baoqiu. He also wants to take this opportunity to see if his guess is correct.

"If my guess is correct, then I have to ask this Baoqiu..." Su Ming stopped thinking about it. Instead, he was immersed in the recovery of his cultivation.

At this moment, the flesh and blood and bones of his whole body have been barbaric, and his cultivation has reached the highest peak of that year. With the passage of time and the gradual recovery of his cultivation, he gradually found that outside his flesh and blood bones, the extra 20% of his cultivation was actually absorbed by his own mind...

Or in other words, it is the soul that absorbs these two powers in him!

When discovering this phenomenon, Su Ming was shocked. He faintly felt that the recovery of his cultivation after loss this time, and the increase of 20% was the key to whether he could take that step and become a barbarian soul!

All this reminded him of the sound of the song echoing in his ear before he fell into a coma after the war with Di Tian...

One month, two months...

Two months later, Su Ming's cultivation slowly increased and recovered, and his soul gradually fell asleep, immersed in an indescribable feeling.

If nourished...

Until more than 20 days had passed, only three days before the day of the disaster, Baoqiu slowly walked up from the first floor of the attic and appeared in front of Su Ming.

She looked calm, without the pale feeling of only three days left. She looked at Su Ming, sat down silently, and returned to the girl's appearance. At this moment, she looked like a kind of holy beauty. She silently looked at the sky outside the attic, waiting for Su Ming's awakening.

She has been with Su Ming for more than half a year, and she has always had a mystery for the teenager in front of her. At this moment, she withdrew her eyes from the window and fell on Su Ming again.

Looking at it, she suddenly found that Chen Su was a little different from before.

It seems that... have grown up a little.

It seems that he is no longer twelve or thirteen years old, but fourteen or fifteen years old. When he closes his eyes, there seems to be a touch of childishness on his face, but she can't forget that when the other party opens his eyes, the vicissitudes in his eyes are like years, and the wisp of sadness contained in .

"What kind of secret exists in him... Who is he? His name must not be Chen Su. What is his name? Where does he come from... Obviously, with such a strong cultivation, it should not be an unknown person... And who hurt him so much..." These questions, in the past half of the year, It keeps emerging in Baoqiu's heart.

She began to be curious about this teenager.

Especially the other party's black hair, it is gradually fading at this moment, and you can faintly see white and purple hair, which is faintly present.

Such a mixed-colored hair not only does not feel sloppy, but also adds an evil difference, so that the teenager in front of him will make people ignore the age of his appearance, such as seeing the stability and grinding of a young man.

Baoqiu looked at it like this with her chin. It seemed to forget that three days later, it was the arrival of her deadline. When the red glow outside dissipated and the darkness came. With the passage of the night and the sky was bright again, Su Ming was still meditating, and Baoqiu was still looking.

Until the afternoon of the day, when the red glow outside penetrated the window again, the red glow fell on the two of them, and Su Ming opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Baoqiu staring at him, and saw the red glow on her face, reflecting a beautiful picture.

The woman in the picture, with a head of green silk, wearing a pink shirt, with her hands on her chin, and her eyelashes were very long... Her eyes flashed and looked at herself.

In the red glow, even the slight fluff on the woman's face can be seen clearly, and the gradually red skin color, hidden in the red glow, will be invisible.

"The reason why I look at you is that you have left a mark in my soul, so that I will unconsciously be attracted to you and feel that you have a sense of intimacy.

When this brand is dissipated, these will no longer appear, and everything will return to normal. Don't misunderstand. Baoqiu did not avoid Su Ming's eyes. She looked at Su Ming and tried to speak calmly.

Su Ming smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

"If you misunderstood, it's also your business. It has nothing to do with me. I hope you can fulfill your promise and give me [self] after your cultivation is restored!" Baoqiu's heart pounded faster, with a stiff face, and let herself open her mouth without expression. At this moment, Hongxia moved away, but her face was still a little red.

"In fact, I still like to see what you look like now, which is much better than the old women in the past." Su Ming said with a smile. His words didn't mean much, but just said a fact.

It sounds like a little different in Baoqiu's ears.

She stared, but the kindness and intolerant pit from her soul made her look soft all of a sudden, and her eyes still did not dodge, and she kept looking at Su Ming.

In this way, time passed again until it was already dark outside, and until after midnight, it would be the third day, and Su Ming felt a little awkward.

Although he has experienced a lot, he has never met a woman, like Baoqiu, looking straight at himself like this, not for a while, but for a long time...

With a dry cough, Su Ming simply closed his eyes and continued to medital.

Soon, midnight came. At the moment that was about to pass, Baoqiu withdrew his eyes and looked at the dark canopy outside the window.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen people in the Evil Spirit Sect, who are also looking at the sky. They all sit silently in their own places and look at the sky.

Even at the top of the peak of the evil spirit sect, there is a gloomy temple in the rolling black smoke all year round. In this temple, there are several vague statues. In this temple, a middle-aged man sits cross-legged. The man is wearing a long blue shirt. He is the strongest of the evil spirit sect, too long Old Shendong!

This rolling black smoke is the dissipated by his breath, representing his cultivation, which is comparable to the great perfection of the barbarian soul of the barbarian, that is, the success of the immortals!

"Fifty years... so fast..." His voice was hoarse. When he slowly opened his mouth, he raised his head and looked at the sky. From his body, at this moment, he burst out a strong power of stable cultivation!

At the same time, in this evil spirit sect, more than a dozen people, including Baoqiu, have released their own breath in different positions. That is the breath of the immortals, that is the breath of the arrival!

There are more barbarians who change their bloodlines. At this moment, in fear, or silence, or desolation, or sadness, the fluctuation of cultivation dispersed, making the foreign atmosphere of the whole evil spirit clan rush to the sky at this moment!

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