Chapter 670 The Oath of the Barbarian God!
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With the appearance of the barbarian's left arm, Su Ming's whole body cultivation burst out. The outbreak was uncontrollable, like a blowout, which made Su Ming's body roar loudly, and his cultivation instantly reached the peak of the early stage of the barbarian soul. At this moment, his explosive cultivation was slightly stopped.
But it was just a bang, breaking through the early stage of the barbarian soul, making Su Ming look up to the sky and let out a long roar. In his roar, he suddenly... broke through the early stage of the barbarian soul and became the strong man in the middle stage of the barbarian soul!
In the middle of the barbarian soul, the power of heaven and earth can be condensed more and faster. You can even slightly explore the law of the world, so that the law of the barbarian clan can be used for yourself.
If it is changed to other barbarian souls in the middle stage, it may not be absolutely strong, but Su Ming is completely different here. For him in the middle of the barbarian soul, with his strong body and the difference between his left and right arms, he can exert it to the extreme.
In Su Ming's mind, with the outbreak of cultivation, the existing seal became more and more relaxed. It seemed that it could collapse at any time, but there was still a wisp of power that did not know where it came from, which increased the strength of the seal and tried to make Su Ming unable to open the seal of this memory.
In the early days of the barbarian soul, Su Ming had already felt this, but he could only slightly see some traces of this foreign power. But now with his cultivation to the middle of the barbarian soul, and as the seal became more and more loose, he launched a confrontation with the external force invisibly.
even made Su Ming vaguely feel that this foreign power did not exist in the barbarian land, but came from the endless top, from the back of the sky and from the starry sky of the immortals.
Even Su Ming has a strong feeling that if his cultivation can be higher, then he can even rely on the additional power to explore its source and see who is the person who interferes with his memory seal now!
Although there is already an answer in Su Ming's heart, he still wants to see it. In the world of the fairy clan, he can only enter the barbarian... Emperor Tian Benzun.
At this moment, Ji An finally made up his mind and temporarily gave up the choice of the Donghuang Tower. Su Ming here... He wanted to stop it. Even if this move was equivalent to helping the emperor, he was also a member of the immortals after all.
He can't watch Su Ming become stronger and stronger, and the consequences are unbearable.
"All this was caused by the emperor. Although I don't know what plan he has, obviously his plan not only failed, but also made this fate... so..." Ji An looked gloomy, but he did not immediately take action, but stared at Su Ming and waited for the opportunity.
"And this is quite similar... What is this? I have studied barbarians for many years, and I have never heard that barbarians have such a barbarian image when they step into the barbarian soul!
Often after becoming a barbarian soul, its own barbarian image condenses at one time, but this Su Ming... can't let the barbarian statue be fully revealed twice, and can only let this barbarian statue appear with arms.
If he is allowed to develop, then once this unprecedented barbaric image is truly fully revealed, how powerful will this barbaric image be...
According to the investigation of my evil sect, when the third generation of barbarian gods inherited the will of a generation, there was no such strangeness. Even the second generation of barbarian gods was the same. Although I don't know how the generation of barbarian gods was in those years, I think about it..." Ji An Suddenly, he jumped several times faster, suddenly raised his head, staring at Su Ming's arms. Gradually, his face turned pale in an instant.
"In those years, Emperor Chi deduced, and a generation of barbarian gods was left for three generations. It is impossible for four generations of barbarian gods who inherited the will of a generation of barbarian gods to appear again... This matter will never be wrong...·`·
But if someone does not inherit the will of a generation of barbarian gods, but takes a different path similar to a generation with his own power, and uses his own power to become a new barbarian god, this... This is not within the promotion of Emperor Chi!!"
"The whole barbarian's luck is all in one. The barbarian soul is the change of heaven and earth. The whole barbarian land is snowing, and lightning replaces the sky... These... These... All of them are explaining that Su Ming is about to be... the fourth generation of barbarian gods!" The pupils of Ji An's eyes contract, and his face changed rapidly.
In the end, the murder in his heart suddenly became hundreds and thousands of times stronger. The immortals will never allow the barbarians to appear again!
Especially one who does not inherit the will of a generation, but becomes a barbarian god by himself like a generation in those years, especially... He has obtained the luck of the whole barbarian, which has caused such a natural change
But at the moment when there was such a choice in Ji An's heart, Su Ming, who stood like his left hand, was full of momentum under this continuous climbing, and his cultivation reached the middle of the barbarian soul. He lowered his head and looked at the emperor. His right hand was raised and waved outward, and immediately roared.
All the slow movements dissipated at this moment, the pressure disappeared, and everything returned as usual. At the same time, Su Ming took a step forward.
It was at this time that the roar of the golden robe emperor's sky echoed, and he sacrificed himself and used the real art of daytime soaring. At this moment, the white sun suddenly went straight to Su Ming.
In this white sun, it contains indescribable magnificent power, and there is also the momentum to dispel everything in the world. This technique, Hongluo was not an opponent in those years. A few years ago, Su Ming was also seriously injured under this magic power, and he was left after nine deaths.
But this skill is not indestructible. Su Ming clearly remembers that when he fought with Di Tian for the first time, with the power of barbarian gods, he not only broke this skill, but also destroyed Di Tian's split.
In those years, he could do it. Although he relied on the power of the barbarian god, now he can't do it again without the power of the barbarian god.
Su Ming took a deep breath, and there was a dazzling light in his eyes. His right hand was raised and waved to the coming day. Immediately, the right arm under him suddenly raised, pinched the seal, and went straight to the day.
Its right arm contains mountains, nine peaks and Wushan, and the overlapping illusion, so that this right arm has the power to destroy the sky and destroy the earth. With that magnificent pressure, when it roars away, this right arm contains the art of fate, which is the magic of time reversal, making the right arm pass, like withered, inch. Between the folds, it seems that this punch is not just one punch, but one punch before one breath, and one punch before two breaths.
Under the chase of time, no one knows how many punches are contained in the reversal of time. Only endless shadows can be seen around it, such as the birth of one world after another, and the collapse of the world one by one.
If for a moment...
When approaching, the heaven and earth faded, and this right arm was like controlling the reversal of time, roaring towards the day.
At the same time, Su Ming raised his left hand and pointed to the day. Under this finger, he saw Su Ming's foot like a sudden shaking of his left hand, and his whole arm immediately turned red, like a blood moon, and countless scattered snowflakes appeared around him, a bloodthirsty and tearing force, on his left arm. It broke out.
It is quite like the left arm, and there are nine fate thunders, wrapped around, like unfolding nothingness and collapsing the sky. With that indescribable momentum, it contains earth-shaking magic power and goes straight to the day.
The two arms of the barbarian statue contain Su Ming's will and his Su Ming's skill and god. At this moment, the cohesion of the art and god has suddenly turned into a kind of situation that even Su Ming himself does not know.
That's...
"Tao!! This is Tao!! He actually mastered the Tao!!" Ji An took a breath. He should not have done this in his identity, but now he can't control it and opens his mouth.
With the spread of his words, tens of thousands of immortals around him were stunned, full of trance and confusion. Among them, the strong man like Shen Dong opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Ming.
That's really the way, which is rare for their immortals, their own way!
"Tao..." Tianlan's dream was in the crowd, and her body suddenly became weak. She bit her lower lip and silently looked at Su Ming in the sky. Her heart was empty, and her face was bitter.
She vaguely remembered that there was a glimmer of possibility of the future between herself and Su Ming in those years, but this possibility was cut off with the passage of time and her behavior in the Jiuyin world in those years.
Over the years, she thought she had forgotten the past, but the moment she saw Su Ming on the battlefield, her tears still flowed down.
"He is not suitable for you." Next to Tianlan Meng, there was a voice with a sigh. That was her sister, Tian Lanyou.
A shocking roar covered the words of the two sisters. Su Ming's arms were like his arms in the sky. At this moment, he suddenly bombarded with the day, and burst out the tens of thousands of immortals, most of whom spewed blood and shook the loud noise of the heart.
In this loud roar, many immortals endured the severe pain of their bodies, gritted their teeth and looked at the sky, to see the way that belonged to Su Ming, and to see what the end of the war was like.
What they saw was that in the roar, Su Ming closed his eyes and raised his right hand in the air. If the painter raised the first stroke before painting, it seemed to be meditating.
A stroke of wildness.
Su Ming has used this skill many times in his life, but not this time. He is recognized by the barbarian land of the barbarian, as a four generations of barbarian god, to unfold... It belongs to the ode of the barbarian god!
"I didn't do it at the beginning of my life, and I was quite weak after I was born...
The sky is not benevolent, and the earth is not benevolent, which makes me die...···
The sky has no eyes, and I set my own eyes on the sky.
With good luck, I will definitely go to the blade emperor Tiansang.
There is no spirit on the ground, and I vow to slaughter the gods and set up a place.
The barbarian soul returns to condensation, and the blood in this life is stained with thousands of immortals!"
Dispersing all the songs of this life, with this meaning... What's the harm in destroying the immortals!
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