Two completely different people, two completely different names, two completely different lives.

is like two lines that will never have a point of contact, even if they go in one direction, they will never touch, this is before this battle of the Tianhan Sect, Su Ming and Sima Xin.

Even when the two of them first made a move, the kind of strange resemblance that even outsiders could see didn't exist, but with the two of them, gradually, it can be said that the two of them were the last to discover this.

The lookers around them, as they saw the continuation of this battle, the feeling of similarity grew stronger and stronger.

One thunder and lightning, the other ice, look different, but one is a lightning swim all over the body, and the other is ice and snow outside the body. Maybe it's not similar just like this, but then, when the cyan sword and the ice spear touched, the black armor and the crystal ice armor of the god general appeared one by one, this similar feeling had already sprouted.

It wasn't until Sima Xin took out the round bottle and released from it a wolf that was very rare and absolutely unobtainable by the soul of the instrument spirit, and the moment Su Ming's body flew out with the wind, this similar feeling instantly reached a certain height.

The pinnacle of this resemblance is that in the end, when Su Ming took out the Soul Snatching Scatter and Sima Xin released the weird stick worm in his mouth, in the face of these two different magic objects, the two of them had some similar looks and breaths, and at that moment, they seemed to fuse all the previous similarities together, and completely burst out, causing the ...... that even outsiders could perceive Similar!

The bell echoed around, and at this moment, the pitch-black stick insect the size of a finger rolled upside down, but the speed at which it retreated was obviously a lot slower, and it was swaying and swaying, as if the impact had just begun, because its speed was too fast, because of the echo of the Hanshan bell, it set off a rebound that it could barely bear.

Watching the inverted roll of the stick worm retreating, watching it seem to be about to recover after just a few breaths, this scene moved Su Ming, he suppressed other thoughts, he knew the power of the Handan Bell, especially such an impact, that kind of rebound, even he couldn't bear it, but this strange snake showed signs of recovery so quickly.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, he knew that he couldn't let this snake recover, otherwise, this thing alone would have a great impact on him, almost the moment the little snake retreated, Su Ming's right hand raised and pointed towards the little snake, and at the same time, he took a big step forward.

As soon as this step fell, his body immediately stood above the retreating little snake, and then in Su Ming's hand, the Hanshan bell transformed like a bell, like a huge cover, and went straight to the little snake and covered it directly.

Sima Xin in the distance, under the power of snatching the spirit scatter, had to cut off part of his qi and blood turned into a blood shadow, his face was pale at the moment, although he did not spurt blood like Su Ming, but he was obviously weak, but seeing Su Ming's actions, Sima Xin's eyes immediately showed anger.

He galloped forward, a low roar came out of his mouth, and his right hand went to the back void and grabbed it, and immediately the colorful mountain that was always floating in the distance suddenly burst out with a dazzling colorful light, and the girl on the colorful mountain hurriedly flew up and retreated in surprise at this moment, and there was a floating ribbon under its feet, supporting its body.

After fighting Su Ming so far, Sima Xin finally used his strongest magic weapon, Colorful Mountain!

"Su Ming, you dare to move my treasure snake!" Sima Xin's expression was hideous, and under the grasp of the void in his right hand, in the light of the colorful mountain, the red light suddenly brightened up from the other colored lights, as if it was invited out of the colorful light, and with its light shining, the colorful mountain seemed to have only this one color.

"Barbarian God Change, Colorful Refining, Crimson Style!" Sima Xin's face was bruised, and his body became red in an instant, especially the right hand, at this moment, the five claws were bent, and the red demon was extremely strange, and he grabbed the colorful mountain that was floating and filled with red rays.

Under this grasp, the red mangs of the colorful mountain immediately boiled like a mist, becoming bright and dark, flickering, the mountain hummed, and a large area of red mangs looked from afar, such as being directly sucked away by Sima Xin's right hand, and a large number of them were condensed in Sima Xin's right hand, and suddenly turned into a red long sword.

The sword was seven feet long, and its whole body was like being stained with blood, revealing an astonishing sadness, which was held in Sima Xin's hand and slashed towards Su Ming!

Under this slash, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be dark, and a depression suddenly spread, and everyone around them even had a sense of suffocation at this moment, just like the new sword that sucked away all the breathable breath here.

A sadness that is enough to affect emotions is permeated in all directions with this sword.

"I didn't do anything before I was born...... a sad voice muttered from the mouth of Sima Xin, who was dancing the sword, and his expression seemed to melt with the sword, in a word, a sword slash!

The moment this sword fell, Han Cangzi's face on the third peak immediately turned pale, and the woman with a goose egg-shaped face next to him also took a deep breath. , he actually performed a brute god transformation!"

On the fourth peak, Zuo Jiao, who was wearing a red robe, narrowed his eyes while seeing this scene.

"It seems that he has already comprehended the first form of this barbarian god transformation. ”

On the ninth peak, the Heavenly Evil Son had an extra gourd in his hand at some point, put it to his mouth and took a sip, shook his head, and there was contempt in his eyes.

"The barbarian god has changed...... I will one day see what the world is, what is the real barbarian god change! But this magic power was displayed by Sima Boy, and there are some changes that belong to him..."The Heavenly Evil Son didn't seem to care about how Su Ming faced the amazing sword at this moment, but drank wine and said words that no one else could hear except himself.

It seems that he is confident, Su Ming, that he can resist this sword!

Also on this ninth peak, the second senior brother who bent down and continued to plant a few flowers and plants on the ice ground took the right hand of flowers and plants at this moment, and looked up at the heaven and earth in the distance.

"Little junior brother, this is a rare opportunity... The Barbarian Becomes ...... Created by the Tianhan Sect, the strongest exercise! When people in the world paint, they first copy it, and then they can create it themselves. The second senior brother stared into the distance and muttered to himself.

Under the Heavenly Gate, in the center of the Nine Peaks of the Earth Cold Sect, the battle between Su Ming and Sima Xin had already attracted the attention of more people around, especially when Sima Xin launched a barbarian transformation, pulled out a red mang, and turned into a blood-stained long sword to cut off the momentum of the bow, which made this battle reach the highest peak in an instant.

A sword was red, with a strange sound between the whistling, like countless people crying sadly, and the sound condensed together, it became the sound of this red sword stroke, when it broke through the sky.

Su Ming's expression was calm, revealing a solemnity, Sima Xin's strength, he had already known it, although he was different from the beginning, but there was still some distance between him and Sima Xin.

Not to mention anything else, just the sword of Sima Xin at the moment made Su Ming feel irresistible, and the words muttered by Sima Xin echoed in his ears, blending with the sword, this sword seemed to contain a change in heaven and earth, a change far beyond Su Ming's understanding.

It was this kind of change, like turning decay into magic, that turned this ordinary sword slashing action into Su Ming's irresistibility today.

Not to mention the sword itself, it is also the treasure of Sima Xin's Colorful Mountain, which itself has great power, and the power formed by this barbarian god is combined, under Su Ming's analysis at this moment, this sword is enough to kill all the barbarians under the sacrificial bones.

Even if it is a strong person in the Sacrificial Bone Realm, it is difficult to resist in the face of this sword, but Su Ming's cultivation is not a sacrificial bone, so he can only analyze it, and he can't be sure.

At the moment when the sword came, Su Ming's eyes flickered, he knew that only Hanshan Zhong might be able to fight against this sword, but if he used Hanshan Zhong to fight at this moment, he would not be able to cover the stick worm that was about to recover.

If the stick worm is restored to speed and sobriety, then this battle will be completely passive for Su Ming, but if he doesn't let go of this stick worm, in the face of Sima Xin's sword, Su Ming's pupils have contracted, and he sighed secretly, and was about to choose to give up the stick worm that made him feel very strange, but at this moment, Su Ming's eyes moved.

He looked at the sword in the sky, the speed of this sword, it was extremely slow, this slowness, extremely sudden, even more weird, the slowness of this sword seemed to be unnoticed by the people around, when Su Ming subconsciously looked around, he suddenly found that the world around it, everything was slowed down at the same time.

It was as if a force had come silently, controlling the flow of time here at this moment.

"This is created for the teacher, a kind of creation to a certain extent, due to the different cultivation, a kind of transformation that arises" is similar to the realm of space, but it is different, in the eyes of outsiders, it is a momentary thing, but in your current state, it can be much slower.

You have enough time to remember this sword and feel the changes in this sword...... Find it out, and then go to take Sima Xiao'er's sword openly. ”

Su Ming's expression was a little strange, looking at the people around him whose movements had been slowed down countless times, watching the crimson sword emit red light in mid-air, and then slowly slashed down.

He didn't know how the Heavenly Evil Son did it, but he wanted to do it under the attention of many people in this Heavenly Cold Sect, and it would take great courage to do so.

For such kindness from his master, Su Ming's heart warmed more, and he felt more at home on the ninth peak.

He knew that this was not the time to sigh, and looking at the crimson sword that slowly slashed from the sky, Su Ming's eyes gradually became hollow...... His right hand was raised, and his index finger was a pen, as if to outline the trajectory of the sword.