I saw that in Su Ming's words, a witch crystal appeared in his left hand, and with a hard pinch, this witch crystal suddenly bloomed with a strong light, and that light flashed in the sky above Su Ming, turning into a huge lizard!

The appearance of that lizard is the holy beast of the lizard witch clan!

There are many uses of Wu Jing, and from Wu Duo, Su Ming knows about one of the many uses, that is, the ritual use of revealing the holy beasts of their tribe after encountering each other in strange places.

After getting acquainted with Wu Duo, Su Ming finally chose not to delve into its origins, but he asked a lot about the customs and characteristics of the Wu clan... In this regard, Wu Duo told him everything, and he also vaguely guessed Su Ming's thoughts, but he didn't break it, but because of the same people of different races.

They may not have too deep friendship with each other, but after several battles together, slowly, there is a special tacit understanding, and under this tacit understanding, a friendship of different ethnic groups has been formed.

Maybe it's fragile, or maybe it's not fragile.

At the very least, at this moment, Su Ming used the method that Wu Duo told him to stimulate the power in the Wu Crystal, and according to the holy beast of the Lizard Witch Department that he saw in his mind, after conjuring it up, immediately, in the Wu tribe that kicked up dust from behind and came like an overwhelming sky, there was also a huge fierce beast that was transformed by the power inspired by the Wu Crystal, which appeared in the sky.

It was a huge autumn fish that Su Ming was familiar with and had ever seen!

The phantom of this autumn fish appeared in the sky, and compared to it, the lizard dragon was really insignificant...

However, this tribe was able to reveal the shadow of their holy beast, which meant that they recognized Su Ming's words and recognized Su Ming's etiquette that belonged to the Wu clan, so they returned the salute.

This sudden scene made the old man of the barbarian tribe who fled in front of him widen his eyes and showed disbelief, he didn't know this kind of Wu etiquette.

In fact, in the land of the barbarians, not many people know this kind of etiquette, because it is really insignificant, even if it can conjure up a holy beast, but it is not a person of the witch clan, it can often be seen at a glance.

The most striking point is that it is a kind of spiritual strength!

And at this moment, Su Ming's divine consciousness has already dispersed, covering his whole body, and with the strangeness of the Spirit Snatching Scatter that people inside and outside his palm can't see, it makes it look like from the outside, although he is wearing a hat, he still has a feeling of soul reatriation.

Although the old man of the barbarian tribe who was fleeing did not know this etiquette, he knew that Su Ming was definitely not a witch clan, and when the group of witch clan people appeared behind him at this moment, his scalp was numb, but he viciously came out of the words in the gallop.

"Interesting, the true god of my barbarian race, the inheritor of a generation of barbarian gods, when did you become a witch clan, how can the old man not know. ”

Almost at the same time as the old man's words came out, Su Ming snorted coldly, and did not explain anything, but directly let go of his right hand, causing the soul snatching in his palm to disperse, floating above his head, emitting a strong ghostly light, as if he could absorb all the substance inside.

Su Ming clearly remembered that the soul dementor boy who was killed on the land of the barbarian tribe once said that this was a soul dementor bead that only a witch could refine!

This bead seems to be in the Wu clan, and it is only right that it is famous...... And Su Ming still remembered that in the Lizard Witch Department, when he took out the Spirit Snatching Scatter, the Wu Gong of the Lizard Witch also recognized that this thing belonged to the Wu Clan, and was surprised why Su Ming could have it and use it.

"Dementor Bead!" As Su Ming expected, the moment this bead appeared, someone in the tribe behind the Wu clan migrated immediately, and someone immediately heard a surprised voice.

The barbarian old man was stunned, and at this moment, in the sky behind Su Ming, among the thousands of autumn fish, an old woman suddenly walked out, this old woman had gray hair, her skin was full of wrinkles, her face was pierced with the teng of an autumn fish, and she was holding a staff made of fish bones in her hand, and in one step, she appeared in front of Su Ming, thousands of feet behind the barbarian old man.

It's a post-witch!

Su Ming's pupils shrank, he took the hat, and the moment the old woman walked past him, he felt a power similar to divine consciousness emanating from the old woman's body and sweeping over himself.

At the same time as the old woman appeared, on the ground, on the top of the head of the turtle beast in the middle of the nine alien turtles, there was a man with his hair more than a foot long.

The man looked to be about forty years old, but his skin was covered with spots that belonged to old men, and his eyes were closed, but when they opened slowly, there was a thrilling light in his eyes.

Just one glance made Su Ming's whole body tremble, and the barbarian old man who was galloping in front of him at this moment was even more distracted, and his body suddenly stopped, as if he was bound and unable to move forward!

"Dementors... Break off... Absolute Witch!!" The barbarian old man's face was extremely ugly, his body could not move, there was a feeling that his soul seemed to be ingested, not only that, but his body was not controlled by himself, and he slowly turned around, like a puppet, and walked towards the old woman who came.

But his eyes clearly showed horror and horror.

"Take off your hat. When the barbarian old man didn't have the slightest resistance, such as ** controlling his body, the man sitting cross-legged on the turtle beast body on the ground set his eyes on Su Ming's body, his eyes were deep, and his voice was full of a strange rhythm.

Su Ming immediately felt a great will coming from the man's eyes, and instantly touched his scattered divine sense, forming an impact, causing Su Ming's body to stumble, but the will from the man was immediately withdrawn without hurting Su Ming.

Su Ming's heart moved, and he slowly took off the hat, revealing the hat under the hat...... A face with a black mask!

This mask belongs to the ancestor of Hanshan!

Although he wore a mask, Su Ming's eyes were just as deep, coupled with his unique temperament after sacrificing bones, although he did not reveal his true face, it still clearly existed on his body.

The deep eyes, the floating Soul Snatcher, and the divine consciousness surrounding the body made Su Ming at this moment look as if he was really a dementor!

He and the man on the turtle body, at first glance, are somewhat similar in temperament.

It's a Soul Resemblance!

Even though the barbarian old man was under control at the moment, his eyes couldn't help but have an illusion after seeing Su Ming like this now, although his heart was filled with fear......

"Sad... He's really a witch dementor..."

"Interesting, in you, I feel the ...... of barbarians, witches, and immortals" The man with long hair more than a foot long, his appearance is extremely handsome, even those spots that belong to the old man, not only do not destroy his handsomeness, but show some vicissitudes of charm.

"You are the first person, so I can't see the people of the bloodline clan at a glance, very similar to the dementor, and even if you change to other witches, you will think that you are a dementor" but you ...... Not a dementor!

Remove your mask. The man shook his head slightly and said slowly.

Su Ming's heart was pounding, and while the words of the other party echoed in his ears, his eyes flashed, and he made a bold move, there was a Hanshan Bell in his body, and there was a strange stick snake in the Handan Bell.

This stick snake, on the battlefield, was released by Su Ming in the previous battle, and it penetrated the palm of the barbarian old man, this snake, Su Ming clearly remembered, it devoured the original dementor boy after opening his eyes, turned into an illusory candle nine yin!

At the moment of devouring, Su Ming at that time clearly felt the excitement and desire from this stick snake.

Su Ming didn't take off the mask, but put all his mind on the black shard around his neck, which was his last resort, entering that strange space to escape all the dangers.

It's just that there are drawbacks in this matter, which belongs to Su Ming's own biggest secret, and he doesn't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

At the same time, when he was ready to open this fragment, Su Ming opened a mouth of the Handan Bell in his body, and released the breath of that strange stick snake from inside!

This breath instantly permeated Su Ming's whole body, but this breath was obviously very weak, and not many people could detect it, only the nature of the fierce beast could detect it, and only some people with special perceptions could feel it.

Almost the moment this breath emanated from Su Ming's body, all the autumn fish in the sky let out a sharp roar in an instant, and they all retreated, their expressions showing horror, as if they felt some terrible existence.

Not only them, but the fierce beasts on the earth were also like this, even the nine thousand-strong turtle beasts trembled violently, and eight of them let out a roar, and the roaring sound was not like a confrontation, but as if they had been frightened.

As for the long-haired man, the turtle beast he was in didn't roar, but the trembling of his body was constant, and the long-haired man on his body was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened violently, and the ghostly light flashed inside, staring directly at Su Ming, and gradually, his expression was moved.

"Candle Nine Yin!!"

"I am a dementor witch, from the lizard witch tribe, walking on the land of the witch clan, from the time I was born, I have the breath of this candle nine yin, the predecessor is a dementor, when you can judge the authenticity of this breath!

The reason why I didn't take off the mask was because of my personal reasons, and my seniors should not be embarrassed. Su Ming said slowly and calmly, by spreading the breath of the stick snake and the time of his words, he had completed the opening of the fragmented space, and he could step into it at any time.

There was an uproar all around, and with the roar of those fierce beasts, the people of the witch clan on their bodies looked at Su Ming differently, in their opinion, in addition to the mask, Su Ming's whole body and his eyes were the same as the terrible soul dementor witches they had seen.

Even in the crowd below, there were some people who cultivated the Soul Realm, and they felt the same way.

"Clansmen from the Lizard Witch Tribe, now that the war is going on, don't leave and join my Qiuhai Tribe, and become the soul of my tribe. The long-haired man looked at Su Ming Shaoqing and spoke slowly.

Su Ming frowned.

"Yes, but this person wants to give it to me, and I want to refine it into a puppet and give it an immortal body. ”

Three days, fifteen watches, but still not as powerful as you...... (To be continued)