Chapter 664 The Legend of the Barbarian!

The death caused by tens of thousands of killings condensed the strongest green underworld seal, which collapsed the shield magic weapon of the split of the emperor's purple robe, reducing its protection power to a certain extent.

Another delay with the Handan clock, which made Su Ming take out the root of the curse, the red ring.

He put this ring on his hand, contacted the soul of the emperor with a grass doll, and attracted the resonance of the whole barbarian with the skill of curse, so that the power of his curse is no longer the curse of his alone, but the curse of the whole barbarian world.

This kind of power transcends the level of cultivation. In addition, Su Ming sacrificed his life at all costs, sacrificed all his cultivation, and sacrificed everything about him, which made this murder burst out.

Make the emperor's purple robe split and perish!

All this, if the emperor only has a split, then Su Ming can be said to have succeeded. Although the cost is extremely high, he can escape into the debris space.

It's just... Di Tian's split, not one, Su Ming also knew after coming to this battlefield, it turned out that... two.

After the death of the purple robe emperor, he found again that... it was not two, but... three.

At this moment, he is lying on the grass, his eyes are blurred, and his consciousness is slowly lax, but there is a trace of unwillingness, turning into a crazy roar in his heart, constantly stimulating his mind.

This is unwilling because he has not yet completed his goal, and he has not yet killed all the splits of Ditian.

He still... can't close his eyes!

The arrival of the Golden Emperor. What's more, it makes Su Ming unwilling. The explosion made the other party stimulate Su Ming's eyes to dissipate rapidly at the moment approaching, and replaced by tired and firm eyes.

It takes an extremely strong will to be able to dissipate in this whole body, life is about to disappear, and can also re-condense the lax mind in such an instant. This requires an extremely strong will. And this kind of will is not available to many people, but here in Su Ming, he has experienced the reincarnation of the immortal world of Zhu Jiuyin. He... has such a will.

This is the intention that it can't be overwhelmed by anything. This is the ambition of heaven and earth to collapse in front of you, and you have to grit your teeth and take that step! And... that is a kind of soulful help from the purple and black stone.

"I still have the power to fight back!!" Su Ming muttered, at the moment when the emperor of the golden robe approached his body with a hefty murderous intention, Su Ming struggled to raise his right hand and slapped his eyebrows.

At the moment when this palm fell, a loud roar immediately came out of Su Ming's body, and a magnificent breath suddenly burst out of his body.

This breath was so strong that it spread outward in an instant. It made the nearby golden robe emperor go backwards directly at the moment of touching.

What made him go backwards is not the power of Su Ming himself, but the spiritual power of heaven and earth that was attracted at this moment.

At this moment, the sky changed abnormally again. There were rainbows, which suddenly appeared on the sky, looking like a bridge. But it is boundless.

Under the rainbow, in a twist, a mountain peak appeared, which looked like a human five fingers, standing between heaven and earth. So that among the tens of thousands of immortals around, a few people saw it. His expression immediately changed greatly, showing confusion and disbelief, and he looked at Su Ming fiercely.

Because of this mountain, it is... Wushan!

"This is... this is abrute pattern!"

"The power of heaven and earth condenses, causing the sky to change, this... this is hitting the barbarian soul!"

"He is attacking the barbarian soul, is it... Is it the cultivation he showed before is not the barbarian soul!!" Tens of thousands of immortals around have had a very profound study of the barbarian's practice system. At this moment, many people can see Su Ming's behavior at a glance.

Su Ming, he is indeed attacking the barbarian soul.

At this critical time, at the moment when the golden robe emperor's murderous chance came, he knew that he had no power to fight back, but he also knew that he still had a glimmer of life, that is... the barbarian soul.

Especially the integration of the purple and black stone, Su Ming has a vague feeling that the power that prevents him from becoming a barbarian soul realm has disappeared.

Therefore, at this critical moment, he resolutely chose to take that step towards the barbarian soul realm!

It was almost the moment when the rainbow appeared in the sky and the illusory shadow of Wushan. The body of the golden robe emperor had to continue to retreat, because of the endless aura on the barbarian land. At this moment, it emerged crazily from all directions and went straight to Su Ming's body. There was a strong impact to The spirit stepped into the scope of Su Ming.

This is the magic of the curse that is still working. This is the rejection of the barbarian world, which exists in all directions.

As the outline of Wushan became clearer and clearer, the Wushan tribe under the Wushan Mountain gradually emerged. After all the pictures of the grass and trees were extremely clear, there were exclamations from tens of thousands of immortals around.

At the same time, all the familiar faces in Su Ming's memory, the proud people whose status has changed now, have different faces, looking at the sky in a sway, looking at the scene of Wushan, and being stunned there.

"Su Ming, he is Su Ming..." The dance music muttered and suddenly looked at the grass where Su Ming was lying. There was confusion and bitterness in his face, which was even more complicated. She never thought that the person who just shook her heart was Su Ming from Wushan in her memory!

Chen Chong opened his eyes wide, and his breathing seemed to stop at this moment. Like dance music, he suddenly looked at Su Ming. His mind roared at this moment, blank.

There are also Sikong and mountain hatred. Both of them are trembling. Finally, their eyes gradually fell on Su Ming. The complexity of the look can be seen by outsiders at a glance.

"He... turned out to be Su Ming..."

In the sky, the virtual shadow of Wushan is lifelike. Gradually, it is no longer a wooden house, but a human figure... In there, there, there appeared Grandpa, Beiling, Chenxin, Ula, and all the people in Su Ming's memory that made him difficult to give up.

These people may no longer exist in his memory. Maybe all of this is false, but... deep in Su Ming's heart, they exist. They exist in his heart. Even if these people are immortals, then he will fight with these people, but in his life, these people exist. .

Or in other words, they are them, and these people in Su Ming's memory belong to Su Ming.

"This...this...this is dance music, and Beiling!"

"That man is the mountain hatred of the Evil Spirit Sect... and Chen Xin of the Daye Xian Sect..."

"This person is Chen Long!!"

The sound of uproar, with the appearance of Su Ming's wild lines of Wushan Mountain, and with the appearance of scenes on Wushan Mountain, it immediately set off a torrential sound among the tens of thousands of immortals.

This kind of uproar spread in an instant, until they were seen by all the immortals, and most of their looks were shocked, because they didn't know what the reason was, and many eyes condensed in Su Ming's Wushan illusory, and the figures appeared on the immortals around at this moment.

What those immortals see is the complexity of these proud faces, which makes those immortals shake their minds one by one, as if it contains a huge secret.

This secret is the secret of the whole immortal clan, which is common and does not want outsiders to know!

The face of the golden robe emperor's face gradually turned pale. When the sky was gloomy, his expression became more and more gloomy. He seemed to think of something, and gradually his eyes fell on the golden robe emperor.

At this time, there was a distortion again next to the illusory Wushan Mountain in the sky. This time, it was also a mountain peak, but it was extremely huge. When it stood there, most of the people around it did not know it.

Because this peak does not belong to the Eastern Wilderness, it belongs to Nanchen, which is the ninth peak of Tianhan Sect!

For Su Ming, the place where he coexists with Wushan in his life has now been integrated into his barbarian lines and has become the foundation of his reluctant barbarian soul.

On the ninth peak, there are also some figures, those are Su Ming's family-like brothers, and his master!

The appearance of the ninth peak occupied more than half of the sky with Wushan, making the rainbow in the sky bloom with a bright light, a breath of a barbarian soul, suddenly coming from the sky.

With the advent of the breath of the barbarian soul, there was a distortion on the curtain. In the distortion, the light was lax, and the earth was in the light and dark.

As if in the distortion, it seemed that there was something to penetrate. The distortion continued to spread, and in just a moment, it enveloped the sky of the whole eastern wilderness continent.

At this moment, all the tribes and sects belonging to the barbarians on the Donghuang Road were shocked. No matter what they were doing, they immediately put down, left their places one after another, looked up at the sky, and looked shocked one by one, showing horror, because they... felt the trembling from the blood in their bodies. Move.

This kind of blood trembling is not trembling, but burning boiling!

This change shocked all the barbarians. They didn't know what had happened and could attract their own blood!

In a large part of the eastern wilderness, rising from the sky all year round represents the thick smoke of people with brutebarians sitting on the town. At this moment, it suddenly dissipated. An old man with red hair flashed thunder all over his body, stood silently in mid-air, looking up at the distortion of the canopy. It's cloudy and uncertain.

He felt the boiling of the bloodline, and even faintly felt that his cultivation had been stagnant for a long time, and there were signs of increase. Although it was not much, this slight increase made his mind unable to calm down for a long time, and his eyes gradually showed uncontrollable excitement.

Let a legend that flowed out of the barbarian land from the ages of time came to his mind...

Legend has it that if the barbarian god appears in the world, the blood of the barbarian clan will burn, and then after the completion of the barbarian soul, it will appear in the realm of disappearing with a generation!

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