Pursuit of the Truth

Outside the valley where the people of nearly a thousand witches lived, the black clouds roared close to each other, and hundreds of bats of the bats with their double wings were seen in the denseness, one by one, the teeth were sharp and the eyes were fierce. Red mansions, cover the sky.

This bat sacred person looks quite horrible. The whole body is dark and does not say that it is three times as many as the ordinary witches. It looks almost two feet and has a strong arm. It seems to have the power to tear the life.

They don't have clothes on their bodies, but they have countless fine feathers. They look like long gowns. In their hands, almost every bat sacred person holds a round blade. The edge is reddish, like a dyed The same as blood.

The sound of snoring echoed, and in the sky, this sacred moon, the sacred people of the sacred sacred people, like the fierce gods, approached the valley where the witches were.

"How is the ironwood predecessor?" On the terrace of the valley, there are some white-haired southern palace marks on the horns, looking at the bats of the sky, the low opening.

"Ironwood predecessors are still sleeping... There is no trace of waking up. His old man was hurt too much last time. We don't have enough medicine here. I am afraid that even if I wake up, I will fall into a wide range." After a while of silence, one of the more than ten people beside the Nangong mark whispered.

"What about the seniors of the Black Cliff?" Nan Gong sighed and continued to ask.

"Before sending someone to ask the seniors of Hei, but the old man did not know why he suddenly closed, not seeing anyone, but also shutting down his house..."

Just as they talked, the dark clouds in the sky rolled and slammed down. At the same time, the sharp voices echoed with excitement, but the bats of the bats sanctuary rushed seven or eight. Go straight from the sky to the valley.

These seven or eight bats of the saints are extremely fast, and they are approaching. The Nangongmark stands there staring at it, and the eyes are murderous.

The dozens of people behind him are all the same, and a few have already clenched their fists, and their looks are vicious. Not only they, but the hidden witches in this valley are watching this scene one by one. This scene is a nightmare in their dreams, but in their eyes, it is a cruel reality.

In the twinkling of an eye, the seven or eight bat saints were already less than twenty feet from the top of the valley, but after their excitement smashed out another ten feet, a roar suddenly reverberated, and there was an illusory light curtain. Surrounded by the valley, this light curtain fluctuated drastically. On the light curtain, the eight bats of the sacred people of the coming body touched it.

But they did not have any damage, but the body was shaken by more than ten feet.

"The bat saints are strategically unchanged as usual. They are all tempting my people to go out and fight with them, and thus be regarded as prey.

The strength of the body is comparable to the peak of the barbarian sacrifice in the middle of the period. They are stronger than the last time. It is expected that the next time they come again, the physical strength will reach the late stage of the barbarian. After Nangong’s mark, there was a thin and thin old man among the dozens of people. Her face was old, her eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and her voice whispered.

"This time the bats of the bats, the ordinary people have improved a lot, then the purple line of the physical strength of them should be able to reach the level of the barbarian sacrifice in advance.

At the time when the old saying came out, it bounced the light curtains of the eight bats of the saints, violently radiating a strong ray, which was interlaced in the air, forming a large net, which went straight to the bounce. The eight bats of the saints seem to want to cover them all.

But at the moment when the light network approached them, one of the eight bat saints, his right hand was lifted up on his chest, and there was a complex and incomprehensible spell in his mouth, with the reverberation of his spell. Immediately behind this bat sect, the emptiness seemed to be torn apart and rushed out of a huge **** bat.

This **** bat body is a few feet tall. After rushing out, he rushes straight to the big net and touches each other momentarily. This **** bat bursts open and turns into hundreds of red awns, directly hitting This light network, the world roars, this light network immediately collapses, and hundreds of red mans have life, in these eight sides, it looks like hundreds of red-red ghosts.

"The power of the magical power has also increased a lot. It is very obvious compared with the last time. At this moment, these ordinary bats and saints have the same degree in the middle of the period."

If there is no accident, if there is no sacrifice, then as long as the guardian light curtain can be maintained, then we will win 60% of the chances of winning... but the price will be three hundred or even five hundred people. The life was killed by the light curtain overdraft. "The old man's low opening, a sadness in his voice."

The South Palace was silent, and everyone behind him was silent at the moment.

In the sky, in the black rolling clouds, there are more than a dozen figures whistling out at the moment, and the eight former families went straight to the light curtain.

The roaring reverberation, the light curtain flashing violently, inside the valley below, there was a hollowed out position, where there was a huge array of about a hundred feet on the ground. In this battle, at this moment, sitting cross-legged A witch family.

The people of these witches were thin and pale, and the power of the witches in their knees was sucked away by this method, which became the source of the external support.

This method is not static, but is constantly flickering. The frequency of its flicker is proportional to the extent to which the external array is bombarded at the moment. As its flashing is more intense, more than thirty of the Wolverines are trembling. Then a few people squirted blood, and when they were crumbling, some people immediately stepped forward to help them down, and someone was sitting there again to maintain the battle.

Those who were helped, did not hesitate to spit on the side, trying to recover even a little strength.

However, there are still a few ethnic groups who have not waited for them to be helped. In this process, the body is constantly flashing and absorbing, and the body of sorrow has dried up quickly. After finally becoming a skeleton, it has become a fly ash, all life. And the breath has become part of the maintenance of the law.

On the sky outside the valley, as time went by, the bat saints who bombarded the light curtain there had reached nearly a hundred people. This nearly bat-sacred saints continually bombarded in the blame, making the light curtain difficult to make. The sound of the support seems to collapse at any time.

"Adults, let's take it!! There are already 16 ethnic groups who have been sucked up and killed in the maintenance of the law!" The more than ten people behind the Nangong trace came out anxious words.

The South Palace was silent, and he shook his head pale.

The roaring sound continually echoed all directions. After a while, the bats of the sacred people who attacked the light curtains had reached more than 150 people. After these people’s voices were heard, they would be shocked.

"Wait a second, we have only one chance, we can't waste..." Nangong groaned and whispered.

"Adults, there are already forty-three people who have died in the maintenance of the law. If they continue to wait, the number of deaths will double."

Nangong marks the bat saint who is close to 200 at the moment of the light curtain. He looks at the black cloud above and bites his teeth.

"The bow is ready!" As the words came out, someone immediately retreated, that is, the time of ten interest, immediately out of the caves of the valley, out of the nine big men.

The nine great men were all witches. They stood on the terrace outside their respective caves and looked up at the sky. In their hands, everyone held a **** bow.

This bow is full of one person, and was held by the nine big men. They used all of them to slowly pull them apart. At the moment they pulled the bow, there were three psychics behind the nine. Three souls, three pre-throwing witches came out.

The psychic media whispered softly, and immediately a thick stagnation came out from under the valley, and went straight to the shackles of the nine warriors, and vaguely formed nine arrows!

The soul of the demon is open to the eye, and the strange powers that belong to the dementing soul reverberate in this emptiness, as their hearts are condensed in the arrow of this bow, and they are not scattered for a long time.

Predicting the eyes, it seems to be meditation. At the moment they closed their eyes, the eyes of the nine sorcerers’ angers immediately appeared white, as if they lost their minds at this moment, the white eyes looked empty.

"Opening the bow!" The South Palace traced a low voice, and its voice echoed in the valley. The nine white-eyed witches whispered and opened the open bow once again, their shoulders and The arm is torn, and the blood is still filled with the sacral bow.

The sound of snoring echoed the valley and screamed in the sky. At the same time, in the valley, there were nine black dragons whistling out at a very fast speed, piercing the guardian light curtain and appearing directly. Outside the light curtain, among the nearly two hundred bats of the saints.

A scream of screams suddenly spread all around, and the nine arrows took a madness, with an unprecedented impact, directly in the moment of penetrating the body of the nine bats of the sacred people, the spare force is not scattered, again penetrate!

The roar of the roaring sound, every bat sacred person who is penetrated by this arrow, its body will burst open and turn into flesh and blood.

Nine smashing arrows, each harvesting at least three lives, when the nine arrows have dissipated, they have not disappeared, but they burst open, and under their blast, they have become dead. The sky outside the light curtain is enveloped.

"Take the dead air as a guide, release the power of dead air!" Nangong traces a fierce scream, suddenly the valley trembles, a sigh of anger screams from the earth, condensed with the valley as the center, look at this The valleys are blurred.

At the same time, with the wide range of this dead air, after the number of interest, there was an outbreak, a bang, all the dead air in the valley, directly rushed out, such as a huge gas column, straight The sky is touching the bats of the sacred people.

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