Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3 Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 550 Tamu Department

.. "Save me... The one who can be absorbed by me at all costs into this Tianhan treasure must be you... Su Ming!"

"Su Ming, I am the third master of the Tianmen. During the catastrophe, the Tianmen underwent drastic changes. Except for me, Xian Po, and Bai Suqi's father, who you are familiar with, all the other masters of the Tianmen died...

This catastrophe comes from Sima Xin! ! "

"I don't know what kind of fortune Sima Xin has obtained. His barbarian species is almost complete, and his cultivation is unpredictable. It seems to be endless. I am invincible in Tianmen...

I and several others have been implanted with his tendons, and we can only obey his orders. Life or death is not up to us... The entire Tianmen has been controlled by him. ------A wonderful start-----.^_^(Pinyin o).

There is something special about my practice that allows me to escape from its control for a short period of time and keep these words in this vase. The reason why the Ninth Peak can still be preserved is not because of Sima Xin, but because I gave Sima Xin a plan, saying that the Ninth Peak is there and can attract you here.

I have no choice in this matter, but no matter what, I will help your master and help you protect the Ninth Peak..."

"If you have enough cultivation, you will not enter this vase. Being able to enter here means that many years later, I think you can do it...

There are nine floors in Tianmen. Except for the first and ninth floors, the remaining seven floors became the habitat of several nearby tribes during this catastrophe, but these tribes have now become Sima Xin’s people...

Kill Sima Xin, and we... will recognize the Ninth Peak as our respect! ! "

"It's not difficult to leave this bottle. Just say these five characters of Nana Di La Hong and you can leave. Please also take action to disperse my heart. If you succeed, I will have a way to wake you up. If you fail, I will It would be better to die then than now..."

The place where Su Ming was was surrounded by chaos. He couldn't see very far in the blur. He could only see that there seemed to be a wisp of mist turning around. After people watched it for a long time, they could not help but follow it. Rotate.

The voice belonging to the old man in white robes echoed in Su Ming's ears. This sound must have been sealed in the vase for a long time. Apparently, as the old man said, he had prepared it before.

In the silence, Su Ming thought of the red line between the white-robed old man's eyebrows, the strangeness of Zi Che, and the more than ten thin lines drilled out of the dead old woman's bones.

There was something strange about everything like this, which made Su Ming react to the old man's words. There is speculation.

"Believe it. Still don't believe it..." Su Ming raised his head, his eyes showing a cold light.

"I can believe that although the other party said what Sima Xin said, the way to leave here cannot be what he said, but you have to master it yourself!"

On the first floor of the Tianmen, the bald crane was searching proudly below. In the sky, the old man in white robe was holding a treasure vase, and when he looked slightly excited, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and saw that the treasure vase suddenly had fine cracks, and there was a muffled sound of roaring. .

As he was stunned, the treasure bottle exploded instantly, creating a loud roar that sent echoes across the world that lingered for a long time. At the same time as the vase shattered, a hand stretched out like lightning from the void where the vase exploded, pinched the old man's neck, and with a slight spit, a powerful force poured into the old man's body. , directly shattering his heart pulse.

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood and rolled back. The world in front of him became pitch black, but there was a hint of deep-hidden expectation and excitement in his expression, which gradually dissipated as his body fell. So much so that he didn't notice that there was already a pair of thieving eyes below. With the same expectation and excitement, he flew towards him quickly.

At this moment, the black mist in the sky has poured into most of the crack, and the roaring sound is still continuing. There is only one person left in front of Su Ming, Zi Che...

Zi Che turned into a red mist, and his face was revealed from time to time in the mist, with a crazy expression and struggling eyes, carrying a hint of pain and a hint of madness, heading straight towards Su Ming.

"You are from the Ninth Peak..." Su Ming looked at Zi Che and murmured softly. He couldn't kill Zi Che like he killed others, because, as he said, Zi Che belonged to the Ninth Peak!

Almost at the moment when the red mist that the car turned into approached, Su Ming looked a little sad. Suddenly, nothingness flashed in front of him, but he saw the little snake suddenly flying out. His expression was no longer cold, but calm and facing the coming. Zi Che opened his mouth and let out a roar.

In its roar, Zhu Jiuyin's huge phantom immediately transformed. At the moment when the car came, it swallowed the car fiercely. With this swallow, it was as if half of the world was swallowed by it, and the car was transformed. Hong Mist could not escape and was completely swallowed by the snake.

But swallowing it does not mean death. The body of Zhu Jiuyin contains the world and can accommodate Zi Che. Wait... After Su Ming kills Sima Xin, the barbarian's restraining technique on him can be unlocked.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the hole in the sky where the black mist was pouring. In silence, he suddenly stood up and went straight towards the black mist. With the rolling mist of death, it seemed to merge together and rush into the hole. Here, we stepped into the second floor of the Tianmen!

The moment he left the first floor of the Tianmen, the bald crane below was searching for the old man in white robe whose heart was shaken away and whose life and death were unknown. His body was trembling with excitement while he used his professional methods to search for all kinds of things. Considered a treasure.

Suddenly, Su Ming's cold voice came from its mind.

"It's OK to search. Since you can come in, you must be able to go out. Help me take care of my senior brother when you go out. Otherwise, I will take away all the things you search.

If you do well, I may consider letting you follow behind and continue your search. "

Although the bald-haired crane heard the first half of Su Ming's words, it didn't take it seriously. It was very disdainful in its heart. But when it heard the last words in Su Ming's voice, it was stunned for a moment, and then screamed. After the wind and the remaining clouds, under the overwhelming anger and murderous intent of all the Tianmen disciples on the first level, it immediately got into the collapsed formation, unfolded some unknown means, and disappeared without a trace.

"No one can take away my treasure, no one can do it!! But if I can continue to follow you, how many treasures can I find..." On the land of Nanchen, in the middle of the ninth peak in the sea, a bald crane The figure was revealed. It raised its paw and touched its chin. After doing some calculations, its eyes shone with excitement and it headed straight for the ninth peak.

"Work, work, as long as you give me money, I will work!"

"I am a bird, I am a crane, a wise and mighty crane, an upright bird..." The bald crane said in a hoarse voice. Perhaps he was so happy that he shouted loudly as he flew to the ninth peak. stand up.

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In the second level of the Tianmen, Su Ming fell into a killing scene the moment he stepped into the Taoist Taoist Road. Surrounding him was a plain with lush green grass and bursts of fragrance from the earth. I feel relaxed and happy when I hear it, but now...

The fighting here is endless, the sound of horse hooves is everywhere, the grass is shattered, the earth is shaking, here is... thousands of troops!

Countless people wearing leather armor and black masks were riding on ferocious beasts that looked like dragons but had the body of a horse. These ferocious beasts were galloping like the wind, and their barbarian cultivation was the weakest and most advanced. What it looks like in the later stages of dust.

Thousands of people formed such a team, and started killing and attacking Su Ming on this plain. The spears and the light of the spatula made the place bloody!

In the land of Nanchen, the only ones who are good at riding and have this kind of special combat ability are those near the Tianhan Sect who are not in the ice zone, the Tamu tribe!

The people of this Tamu tribe focus on riding skills. Their cultivation and magical powers are all integrated with the war horses under them. Their strongest thing is that after dozens of riders or more, they can use the full strength of the war horses. sprint.

If it's hundreds, such a sprint can be said to be quite astonishing, if it's thousands... it can shake the earth! Even these war horses can leap into the air, and even if they are fighting in the sky, they can also launch a sprint that is unique to the Tamu tribe!

The people beside Su Ming at this moment are these thousands of Tamu tribesmen. They have obviously been sealed and are waiting for Su Ming to come again. Under the masks of every Tamu tribe member, if you look closely, you can see red. Thin lines are faintly visible from the position of the eyes.

This is a plain, but it is also a valley, because there are ring-shaped mountains around it, and there are many villages on the mountain ranges. For the Tamu people, the grassland is their home. The mountain peaks are also their home because the war horses can fly into the air.

At this moment, there are more than a thousand Tamu people on the mountain range. These people are wearing red masks, and a bloody and evil aura surrounds them. In front of them, there are three people standing.

Except for the old man in the middle, the other two of these three people were all extremely burly men. The early fluctuations of the barbarian soul could be heard from these two men.

Compared with them, the old man in the middle didn't seem to have much fluctuation, but from the respectful expressions and fighting positions of the two big men, it could be seen that this old man was anything but ordinary.

"Lord Sima has ordered that anyone from any tribe who injures a limb of this person can be... free... Our Tam tribe has fallen to this point, and the fate of life and death is not under our control. Kill... let the tribesmen kill, and die in battle. So why not, as long as one of this person’s limbs is cut off, our entire clan… can be free!”

The old man murmured, with a complicated expression, looking at the battlefield in the valley. He flicked his sleeves and galloped away. At this moment, he no longer had to respect his identity. The only thing he wanted to do was for the freedom of the tribe!

Beside him, the two big men followed in silence, and behind him, the thousand bloody warriors, holding their spears high, rushed toward the mountains like a red mist!

Farther away, in those villages, there were children holding their mothers, and old people watching silently. Their expressions were numb. In their eyes, whether they were women or children, even the newborn babies, there was red. The thin lines are dancing in a strange way.

The baby's cry echoed, because the red thread in the eye was twitching and hurting him, but he couldn't get it out, so he could only cry endlessly. The Tamu tribe was... used to this kind of life.

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