Chapter 665 This day!

In the north of the Donghuang mainland, the sentient beings sect, one of the four major forces of the eastern wilderness formed by the twelve tribes of the Donghuang mainland united ten thousand years ago, the old man who had an indirect battle with Su Ming. At this moment, his body trembled and stood in the sky of the sentient beings sect. Below him, tens Kneel down, one by one, showing unprecedented excitement and expectation.

The old man looked at the twisted canopy in mid-air and looked up to the sky and laughed crazily. He smiled, and tears of excitement flowed in his eyes.

"The blood is burning, the barbarian god was born, my barbarian... saved!! The leaders of all sentient beings follow the apocalypse... Let's go to meet the fourth generation of my barbarian gods!!

The counterattack of our barbarians... Here we go!!" The old man's apocalypse laughed like crazy, as if he had been waiting for this day for too long. Today, at this moment, he finally waited for the long-awaited day, only the legendary day!

The people of the twelve tribes of sentient beings under him made an earth-shaking roar at this moment. The roar was an excited sound, a crazy cry, and the resonance of the burning blood of the barbarians below.

The long rainbows suddenly flew up. Under the leadership of the full-satisfactory elders of the sentient beings, they saw that most of the sky here were replaced by countless long rainbows. The sound of roaring came one after another, and nearly ten thousand people roared past the curtain.

The direction they are moving forward is the guidance of their blood, their sense in the dark, and the unknown distance from here... Where Su Ming is!

There is no need for a specific direction. You just need to follow the boiling of the blood. The closer it is, the more violent the boiling of the blood will be. This is... the best direction.

Almost under the leadership of the old man, nearly ten thousand people are galloping. At the same time, in the other direction of the eastern wilderness continent, there is a jungle full of boundless, and there are bursts of poison gas wandering around. It seems to be a forbidden area for life. Even the immortals, although they know that there is a barbarian clan here, most of them are unwilling to come here.

The barbarians here are one of the four major forces alongside the sentient beings, the alliance of the Yaman tribe and nearly 100 small tribes belonging to this tribe. They will not easily go out of this jungle.

It seems to be isolated from the world. If the immortals do not offend, they will not take the initiative to provoke the immortals. This jungle. That's their final bottom line.

In that jungle, there is no black smoke, but this does not mean that there are no brute people here. The cultivation of the barbarian of the barbarian department is well known in the Donghuang Continent, and it was the great perfection of the barbarian soul many years ago.

At this moment. In the originally calm jungle, in the poisonous gas, I saw many trees shaking, and faces emerged from the big tree. These people's faces were all with the same expression, shaking, confused, which was the confusion of feeling the burning of blood in the body.

There are also countless swamps on the ground, and a large number of figures are emerging at this moment. The same expression, the same confusion, the burning of the blood made all the people of the barbarian tribe shake their minds one after another.

In the depths of the jungle, at this moment, there is an old man in animal skin standing in an open space. There are seven or eight people kneeling behind the old man, each of whom has a weak barbarian cultivation. Even if you look carefully, there are more similar breaths in the jungle.

But now these momentums are all disordered. As if they could not calm down, their excited eyes loomed on the only standing old man with animal skin. It seems to be waiting for his choice.

The old man's expression changed. He stared up at the sky, sometimes excited and sometimes hesitant. He felt the burning of the blood in his body and the call from the underworld.

"I know you want to go..." For a long time, the old man slowly opened his mouth. No one spoke around, only the heavy breathing revealed his desire.

"I also felt the burning of the blood, which is a sign of the appearance of the barbarian god... But the burning of the blood is still... too weak." The old man with animal skin sighed and shook his head.

He dares not gamble.

At the same time, on the southwest sides of the Eastern Wilderness Continent, there are two people who originally occupied a large range, but now they have to hide under the invasion of the immortals.

One is hidden in the depths of the earth and lives in a cave. In the midst of grievance and anger, they dare not appear on the earth, because once they appear, they have to face the encirclement of the immortals.

Another thing is to hide in the endless mountains, without the glory of the past, but only the hopeless tomorrow.

A roar with excitement suddenly echoed from the depths of the land in the southern part of the eastern wilderness continent. The land of that area appeared several deep cracks under the roar. From this crack, there were colors scattered. It was a barbarian statue...

After the statue, a skinny old man suddenly rushed out and stood in the air. He looked up to the sky and laughed, as if to burst out all the resentment between him and the tribe over the years.

"The hope of most of my clouds has arrived... The blood is burning, the barbarian gods appear in the world, the clans of the cloud, how long do we have to hide..." The skinny old man was crazy and roared at the earth.

"I'm a bloody man. As a barbarian, I was desperate in the world, but now... The dawn of the rise of my barbarian clan has just begun to appear. Even if our whole clan is destroyed, it is always better than now!! People, follow me to see the four generations of barbarian gods!" Under the shaking of the thin old man's body, there was an endless roar from the cracks of the earth, and the long rainbows flew out quickly. Those long rainbows were all skinny people. Obviously, since they hid in the depths of the earth, their days were extremely miserable.

They have nothing to lose. In that case, they have to win a dignity!

However, it may be better to hide in the mountains than to hide in the depths of the earth, in the situation of life. Therefore, in the western mountains of the Eastern Wilderness Continent, most of the barbarians in the Eastern Wilderness are suppressed by silence and the boiling blood of the clan. They may not be unwilling to go out, not I don't want to visit the legendary four generations of barbarian gods who caused blood boils.

Instead, they dare not give everything for a legend.

Except for this Donghuang, at this moment, on the land of Nanchen, the boiling of blood also exists, with long rainbows roaring, or in groups of three or five, or only one person, following the fluctuation of the blood. It turned into a long rainbow and went straight to the eastern wilderness.

The boiling of this bloodline is like a call, which is a sign of the rise of the barbarians.

In the land of Nanchen, on many islands, there is a race of people who raised their heads together, this race. They call themselves!

They exist on many small islands on the edge of Nanchen. Some are scattered, some are condensed together, and they are also looking for each other. It's just... Nanchen's collapse and upheaval make it difficult for them to find each other.

The people of the island of the Ming clan are now worshipping the statues of the gods in their family. At this moment, their bodies trembled one by one, and they felt the burning of the blood. This burning of the blood was very different from that of the barbarians, but a direct, indescribable boiling.

It seems that at the moment when Su Ming became the god of their life clan, it was doomed to be indelible and disconnected between this nation and Su Ming.

It is precisely this kind of connection that exists in the dark, at this moment. It made the hearts of these people tremble and the blood burn, which made their cultivation... There was a large-scale increase at this moment.

Like a river, in the flow, it is scattered into hundreds of thousands of branches, and many of those branches have withered. Many of them are still continuing.

But if one day, if the source of this river suddenly has endless rivers, then its countless branches will change.

It's like a big tree. The density of separated branches and leaves depends on the sunlight. But more... depends on the water at the root of the tree!

This is the power of the source.

"Mo Zun is summoning..." The people of the life clan on the island of the life clan slowly raised their heads, with excitement and desire in their look. Without any hesitation, they flew up and left the island resolutely. The whole tribe went straight to the eastern wilderness.

At the same time, on this island outside the South Morning, there are many places where Changhong flies out. Those in Changhong are the separated people of the life clan.

Among these people, there are those who have been silent for several years, some who are dull in the eyes of outsiders, and some who have become the best and in a high position among the forces of all parties.

But now, they did not hesitate to give up everything and went straight to the eastern wilderness, following the burning of the blood, following the secret connection of the fateful clan, to find... their Mo Zun.

"I can't continue to work, so I say goodbye!" On the small island, a strong man bowed to a middle-aged man in front of his body. He looked determined and did not miss it. He turned around and stepped into the sky, tearing off the silver armor on his body.

What is left is the person behind him, silent eyes.

On a small island, the roar kept swirling, and a low roar came out.

"Nang Gonghen, what the Lord has been doing to you over the years, don't you know why he betrayed!"

"The Lord is kind to me. I have given my life for many years, but... all this is under the call of Mo Zun, and I have to leave." During the roar, a middle-aged man turned into a long rainbow and went straight to the sky.

On another small island, a young man stood silently on the mountain. Behind him was a woman who bit her lower lip and looked at the young man in a sway.

"Mut you go?" The woman spoke softly for a long time.

"When I was a teenager, he took me and the whole nation out of there. I looked at his back and swore silently that I would be as strong as him in my life... Now that I have grown up, have my own home and my own life... But, I am a life!" The young man closed his eyes, opened it suddenly after a moment, and stepped towards nothingness.

Leaving behind him, the woman who seemed to have lost all her strength was looking silently.

"Wait for me, one day, I will come back!"

A similar scene, on many small islands, appeared in a large number of scattered forces outside Nanchen. No force, no one, can stop the people of the life clan from chasing their call of Mo Zun.

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