With the appearance of the snowflakes on the brute lines on his body, the aura of transformation became stronger and stronger, and the brute patterns under Su Ming's clothes seemed to have become a living thing, and he seemed to swim on his body, and a whirlwind spread from his body, and the snowflakes around him scattered in all directions.

Su Ming's hair was windless and automatic, gradually changing from black, faintly revealing a purple meaning, compared with the surrounding snow, this purple revealed a sense of strangeness, and even more unspeakable strangeness.

The brute lines on his body, the five peaks of Wushan emitted a ghostly light on Su Ming's face like totems, and the tribe on his chest that spread down with Wushan, one grass and one tree, one house and one house, at this moment, it gradually looked like it was covered with a layer of snow!

In the barbaric sky, a blood moon appeared, and this blood moon was Su Ming's right eye! Although his eyes were closed at the moment, he couldn't hide the red glow in his right eye!

On this whole brute pattern, there are also the falling snowflakes, which look lifelike, as if it already existed here, but until this moment, Su Ming is qualified to possess it, so that it can be revealed between the wind and snow in this heaven and earth at this time!

When this brute-patterned snow appeared, forming the Wushan Blood Moon Wind and Snow Diagram, Su Ming's eyes opened violently, and the moment he opened his eyes, the blood moon in his right eye rose up like a monstrous sky, and his arms stretched out and stretched out to both sides.

"Wushan!" Su Ming muttered, his voice formed a whimper of wind and snow, no one could hear its details, but at the same time as this voice echoed, he saw that in the sky above Su Ming, the heaven and the earth were distorted, and there was a huge mountain peak, which was revealed in this sky from Su Ming's memory!

It was an extremely majestic mountain, five peaks connected into a mountain, and the five peaks were like the five fingers of a giant, opening as if to blast open this nothingness.

The Osan revealed this time looks extremely real, without the slightest sense of illusion, as if it exists here, as if it should exist here.

At the moment when Wushan appeared, a strong sense of depression and Su Ming as the center, spread out to the surroundings, where it passed, the wind and snow were still, and where it passed, the earthquake was subdued, and where it passed, the color of the world changed!

In the Haidong Sect Auction Tribe not far from here, there were more than a dozen boats and ships that existed around like swords piercing the earth, and in each of them there were some old men sitting cross-legged.

But at this moment, almost all the old men opened their eyes, and their eyes were like electricity, staring directly at the place where Su Ming was.

"Such a brute pattern!"

"Who is this son?"

"Disciple of the Son of Heaven......

"Just an ordinary mountain pattern can cause changes in heaven and earth... And looking at his appearance, the brute pattern is by no means so simple, there are others."

One after another divine thoughts echoed among the more than a dozen things in these boats, and Su Ming's actions suddenly attracted the attention of these powerhouses from the Haidong Sect who came to Tianhan here.

"Quiet!" In the middle of the transmission of divine thoughts, a cold divine thought that only they could feel and could not be heard by outsiders swept out like a storm.

"It's just a dusty junior's brute pattern, so you have to wait?"

"Elder Hai's words are wrong, the old man doesn't believe that you didn't see that this son is a god general, and the brute pattern must be complicated, and the mountain pattern revealed alone is enough to be amazing, such a proud person...... Isn't it worth our attention?" As the cold thought swept around, a thought that was clearly comparable to it reverberated from inside a certain ship.

The cold divine thought snorted coldly.

"Even if it's complicated... But before he could finish his thoughts, he suddenly had a pause, and the voice after this one was full of surprise.

The root of his surprise was that at this moment on the snowfield, while the whirlpool wind was rolling the snow and sweeping around, Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of it, stretched out his arms, spit out two words in his mouth.

"Tribal ......"

At the moment of the exit of the word tribe, in the sky, under the huge Wushan, as if a faint painting scroll was opened, the grass and trees dwelling in the Wushan part of the first brother appeared in this sky with an amazing momentum, a way that all those who knew the barbarian pattern would be shocked after looking at it!

At this moment, when you look up, you will feel that you can't distinguish between heaven and earth, like a mirage, but all kinds of grass, trees, houses, and houses look real and indescribable.

In the tribe where the auction of Haidong Sect was located in the distance, in the corner, Tianlan Mengmeng walked out of her tent violently, she was wearing a leather robe that she had just put on, standing outside the tent, her beautiful eyes flashed with strange light, looking at the Wushan Mountain in the sky, looking at the Wushan tribe that was extremely clear, she was stunned there.

"This ...... It's his brute ......."

In the tent beside Tianlan Meng, more people walked out one by one at this moment, looking at the sky, and the feeling of oppression that existed between heaven and earth made every barbarian feel it clearly.

And most importantly, this feeling of depression does not dissipate in an instant, but becomes more and more intense with the passage of time. The entire temporary tribe, all the people who came to participate in this auction, all walked out of the tent one by one and looked at the sky, most of these people were from the cold weather, and some of them were just the ones who saw the battle between Su Ming and Sima Xin at the beginning, and had seen Su Ming show his brute lines.

At this moment, when I saw the strangeness of the sky, I suddenly exclaimed.

"It's ...... This is Su Ming's brute pattern!"

"That's right, I remember the mountain, I remember the tribe under the mountain, in the Han Sect today, only Su Ming's brute pattern is like this!"

"This is Su Ming's...... Brute lines?"

The uproar arose, gradually getting louder and louder, and as the people passed on, when they stared at the sky, outside an ordinary-looking tent in this tribe, there was a man in black standing there, his expression was calm, and he didn't even raise his head, as if even if anything happened around him, it would not arouse his interest in the slightest.

He just stood there silently, waiting for the command from the tent behind him. If Su Ming was here, he would definitely be able to see at a glance that this man in black was faintly similar to some of Ziche's movements, because they were both the same kind of people.

"Interesting, Uncle Chen, I didn't expect there to be such a character in the Tianhan Sect. A smiling voice came from inside the tent.

And as the words were spoken, a gust of wind blew and blew up the snow of the earth, and blew up a corner of the tent, and the wind saw everything in the tent, and disappeared into it, never to come out again

This tent looks small, but inside it is huge, like a palace hall, and there are more than a dozen big men dressed like the black-clothed man outside the door, standing silently around.

These people bow their heads like statues, but on each person's body, there is a breath that surpasses the dust and belongs to the sacrificial bone realm!!

There are even a few people among them, whose aura is so strong that even ordinary sacrificial bones are difficult to compare! In the center of this tent with another space, there is a table, a man wearing a cyan robe with a black dragon embroidered on it, holding a wine glass, and taking a sip.

This young man doesn't look very old, but there is a compelling majesty between his eyes opening and closing, on his body, there is a unique temperament, this temperament belongs to tens of thousands of people, a word of mouth, it will set off a disaster on the earth, a word of mouth, can make countless tribes become ashes, a word, most of Nanchen will fight for it!

That's a kind of self-respecting momentum!

Although this momentum is not too strongly revealed, if it is still in the embryonic form, it has slowly condensed, maybe when one day comes, he can really announce this momentum to Nanchen!

"Second son, this person has a special identity, he belongs to the Tianhan Sect, but he also does not belong to the Tianhan Sect. The old man's voice came from the other side of the table, and on the other side of the table, with the young man drinking, was an old man with white hair, who had a hoarse voice, and sat there, wearing a white robe, the cuffs of which were embroidered with eight white clouds.

If anyone who is familiar with the Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Cold Sect sees these eight white clouds, they will definitely tremble in their hearts and immediately kneel down to worship, because these eight white clouds represent this person from the eighth layer of the Heavenly Gate!!

There are a total of nine continents in Tianmen, and the eighth layer of the continent already belongs to an extremely high level, and the people who can live there, every time they walk out, they can make the sky cold and shake by stomping their feet.

"Oh?" the young man put down his glass and looked at the old man with a smile.

At this moment, in addition to the people of the temporary tribe of the Haidong Sect who were paying attention to the strangeness of the sky, there was another person on the snowfield outside the tribe. Shrouded by the feeling of depression that emanated from Su Ming, Sima Xin's expression, like hysteria, grabbed Bai Su, his eyes were red, and he yelled wildly.

"I have obviously succeeded, why is this happening, you say, why is this happening!" Sima Xin couldn't accept the fact that what he had been longing for for a long time and even succeeded, there was such a reversal, which made him not have the slightest psychological preparation at all.

If he never had it, it would be fine, but what he just now did have, and this feeling of being taken away after possessing it made it difficult for Sima Xin to control his actions.

Bai Su's face was pale, her arms were grabbed by Sima Xin, and bursts of severe pain came, but the severe pain in her body was insignificant compared to the tearing in her heart at the moment. She looked at Sima Xin, a miserable smile appeared on her face, and suddenly, she saw through the man in front of her, this handsome and always gentle Brother Sima...... Now it's like a clown, there, except for going crazy, he doesn't seem to dare to do anything.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Sima Xin felt the depression, saw the mountains and tribes in the sky, and even felt that Su Ming's breath was growing rapidly, which made him feel the urge to regret and go crazy.

The first one is sent!Ask for a monthly pass!!(To be continued)