Chapter 931 Who is it--calling me

This is not a simple art of barbarian gods. It is created by integrating Su Ming's illusion of the sun, moon, stars and stars. It also adds the strange power that exists as long as you believe.

It can be said that this is the magic power that only Su Ming himself can unfold under the sky of heaven and earth. Although this skill has been transformed into the palm of the second generation of barbarian gods, even the second generation of barbarian gods can never unfold this level of magic power.

He believes that his palm can blow away the nothingness. He believes that his palm can smash the thousands of sharp arrows. He even believes that his palm is the indestructible barrier in the battlefield today.

The palm became more and more majestic. After the roar touched the thousand arrows, the roar shocked the earth. The archer on the earth, the fast-coming treasure gourd villain in front of him, turned into a long rainbow approaching, and the bow holder with a changed face retreated hurriedly. He also saw a scene in the sky. After seeing it, I had to open my mouth and say a word!

"Turn!"

At the exit of this word, the thousands of arrows suddenly rotated, and a sharper penetrating impact suddenly burst out on the thousands of arrows, and even under their mutual rotation, they condensed together, and 1,100 arrows turned into an arrow!

Its power broke out again, which was more than several times that of the previous one, but Su Ming smiled at this moment.

As long as you believe in the power that exists, this belongs to Su Ming's palm magic power. Its shape is transformed into the palm of the barbarian god, its god is shown in the sun, moon and stars, and its power... is the art of believing in existence.

But Su Ming himself believes that only half of this technique has been completed, and the other half... It needs to be believed by others before it can be complete and truly become a unique magic power that belongs to Su Ming.

And now, with the words of the archer, he... obviously believes it.

In this way, Su Ming's huge illusory palm was no longer illusory at this moment, but suddenly condensed and touched the thousand arrows.

The roar was so loud that the sound shook the eight wildernesses. In this roar, there was a storm-like impact, suddenly rolling around and rolling away.

A thousand arrows turned into an arrow... After disintegrated in the sky and turned into a thousand arrows again, it collapsed and burst in an instant, and it could not stop Su Ming's palm at all!

At the same time, the archer on the earth had no time to consider that he retreated in a hurry, but no matter what, he could not avoid the round neck of the treasure gourd villain!

Treasure gourd kills people, kills treasure gourd!

Blood came from the neck of the archer. His body was staggering, and he raised his hands to hold the wound of his neck, but he couldn't hold it... The head flew up under the knife of the treasure gourd!

The sand came rapidly from all around, as if to catch its head and reconnect its head with the body, and even with such an injury, the archer has not completely disappeared. On his empty neck, the sand quickly condensed at this moment, as if it was about to recover, and his body shrank quickly as if it were shrinking. The shrinking of the body is exchanged for the recovery of the injury.

"I'm the evil of sand, I'm the spirit of sand, I'm the latter of the sand spirit that has inherited the 3,690 generation. I won't die here!" The flying head sent out a shocking roar.'s

But the sound of this roar was directly pressed down by Su Ming's huge palm in the sky, and his palm also changed from thousands of feet to ten thousand feet at this moment, towards the earth, to the roaring head, to the headless bow bearer, fiercely.

Within this ten thousand feet, in addition to this archer, there are also nearly ten thousand Shatu people. What is vulnerable to their bodies tremble at this moment and flee in fear of each other.

They were afraid. They believed that the palm that seemed to replace the sky would directly smash their bodies. As they believed one by one, the palm became stronger and stronger.

"Don't run, it's fake. Don't run. The more you believe it, the more powerful it will be!!" The bow bearer's head fell to the ground and roared. If he hadn't understood Su Ming's spell at this moment, he didn't deserve to have the cultivation of the moon!

Farther away, the old man with the illusory body has reached a critical moment at this moment. He has the intention to remind the clan, but he knows the fragility and fear of his clan. His reminder will not work in this crisis of life and death. He is simply cold in his eyes, and the sound of the spell whispering is getting stronger and Calling in the sky.

In the sky, the muffled roar is getting clearer and clearer.

"The color of the sand is a little light. Su Ming said softly in the air.

A loud noise echoed and the earth shook. After Su Ming's palm disappeared, a huge palm print appeared on the ground. In the palm print, the sand chain outside Xu Hui's body had disappeared. She lay there calmly without any damage, but her surroundings...

Nearly ten thousand Shatu people's flesh and blood were blurred one by one, and all the bones were smashed. The bloody smell dispersed. Their blood was stained into the sand, making the color of the sand much brighter.

In the middle position, the body of the archer is completely shattered, and so is his head, which is destroyed.

Only a huge bow next to it was stepped into the sand, revealing only one tip, and there were bursts of wailing in the vibration.

Su Ming looked at his right index finger, and a faint fragrance of Fengshen huā honey was wattering. This was caused by the suppression of the seal after he showed his cultivation.

Fortunately, at this moment, the fragrance only permeates around him and has not yet spread.

Su Ming shook his body and walked to the ground. When he walked through the place where the flesh and blood were blurred, he walked to the place where the bow and arrow were buried, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, and immediately the bow bounced up from the ground and was caught by Su Ming.

The moment he grabbed the bow, the bow quickly shrank to the size that Su Ming could use, and the mourning on it trembled, revealing the meaning of submission.

After taking away the bow, Su Ming walked to Xu Hui, gently picked her up from the ground, put one hand around her waist, and leaned her head on her chest. The fragrance from Xu Hui's body spread into Su Ming's nose. Su Ming also sent vitality into Xu Hui's body to accelerate the healing of her injury.

"Daokong..." Xu Hui struggled to open her eyes and looked at Su Ming, and her voice was very weak.

"Have a good rest and have me." Su Ming said softly, raised his head, and looked at the tens of thousands of scattered Shatu people in the distance. His arms stretched out and turned to the illusory old man in the sky like a call.

"What a boom, the luck of the year is Changlin!" The old man's hair fluttered, his body flashed, and he let out a roar into the sky.

With the echo of its roar, there was also a roar from the sky, which spread throughout the desert. At this moment, in this seemingly endless desert, every grain of sand trembled at this moment.

Far away from the end of the desert, the ninth loneliness was galloping forward. He could already see the end. Outside the edge of the desert, the quiet starry sky, but at this time, his expression suddenly changed. He looked down at the soil of the desert, and his expression was solemn. Looking back After looking at the distance, the speed under the grit of teeth is faster.

He could feel the madness and evil spirit from the sand. Even as he moved forward, the sand under his feet retreated like running water.

He was so fast that he bit the tip of his tongue at this moment. After spewing out a mouthful of blood, his body turned into a shadow of blood and went away in an instant. He could detect that it was not only the sand in this area, but the whole desert was moving at this moment. All the sand moved, and a large storm was set The roar whimpered and swirped in the desert.

A moment later, when he finally rushed out of the desert and stepped into the quiet starry sky outside the desert, he turned around and looked at the desert... He saw a scene that made him unable to calm down and unforgettable in his life.

He saw that a huge face appeared in the desert sky...!

This face is like lying backwards in the sky. At this moment, the body sinks, revealing not only the face, but also the body. This body... is the size of the whole desert!

In the desert, where the statue is located, the statue also vibrated. When a sign of awakening scattered from his body, the old man above his head meditated on his knees and motionless, but the black skull he held in his arms emitted a black light that could deter his heart.

"Who... is calling me..." A voice that can reverberate the whole desert suddenly came from the sky.

Su Ming suddenly looked up, and his eyes contracted. He saw the magnificent body in the sky and the endless face. This face was a man whose eyes were closed, and a long scar was connected to his neck from the center of his eyebrows, and there was a wound inside, which was white.

A pressure that Su Ming has never felt. At this moment, it came down from this body. This pressure was felt by Su Ming, and even... beyond the existence of the life and death of the palm!!

Although it can't be compared with the time of Ecang Quanwei, it is already close!! This kind of pressure is only a little weaker than Suichenzi, but it gives Su Ming the feeling that this should be with Suichenzi... - a strong man in the big realm!

The hair of the man sinking in the sky is fluttering, like a dragon dancing in the sky. His skin is very white, and people will never forget it at a glance like snow.

In the center of his broken eyebrows, there is a cracked mark. The mark... is the shape of a desert. The mark emits the divine power that makes Su Ming's heart shake!

"It's me, Rundi, the leader of the Shatu clan, who is protected by your family. I disturb your sleep. Everything is because the Shatu people are in danger of extermination..." This person, this man killed more than 10,000 people, and killed the spirit you gave to my clan!" The old man of the illusory body opened his mouth in a sad voice, and his body had already knelt on the ground as early as when the body of a god appeared in the sky.

All the Shatu people around him are now kneeling and worshipping, and the fanaticism in his expression seems to make them burn their souls.