Chapter 1195 Those Six Numbers!

"I'm a barbarian god!" Su Ming raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, his breath burst out, and his cultivation in his body swam around rapidly, making Su Ming's long hair float up, making the long red dragon that he could not see make a silent roar, as if it rose to the sky after Su Ming many years ago.

"Barbarian!"

"Barbarian!!"

"Barbarian!!!" Tens of thousands of virtual shadows around roared like this at this moment. This sound merged with the roar of the long dragon, forming a shock that although Su Ming could not hear it, the old man of the spiritual department contracted his eyes again that day.

His body is retreating, and there are two overlapping years in his eyes. One is before the eternal years, the other is the great barbarian family before the years, and now Su Ming. At this moment, the two seem to resonate because of the ethnic enlightenment in Su Ming's body, and there is a shift like the years.

At this moment, Su Ming's cultivation has inspired the peak. His belief is extremely firm. He stands on the stage. Although he can't see the abnormality around him, he can feel that it seems that there are countless eyes paying attention to him. Those eyes contain expectation, excitement, and a kind that makes Su Ming There is a persistent resonance.

"I didn't do it at the beginning of my life, and I have been quite weak since I was born. The sky is not benevolent, and the earth is not benevolent, which makes me Wushans..." Su Ming muttered. In such an environment, on such an occasion, at the moment when he chose the Great Barbarian Department and said that he was a barbarian god, Su Ming remembered this... barbarian song.

With the murmur of his words, the old man of the spirit tribe not far away looked shocked again, because he found that when Su Ming said these four paragraphs, the red dragon roared more strongly, and the number of tens of millions of souls around him soared again, becoming tens of millions, even tens of millions of In the soul, there are also some familiar figures for the old man.

The sky shook, the sky was twisted, the earth roared, and layers of ripples spread, as if... there was a strange force at this moment, driven by the existence of Su Ming.

This power is originally buried here. At this moment, with the attraction, it seems that the two worlds are going to merge, which is complicated to say, but in fact, if the great barbarian before the ages is compared to a world, and the era in which Su Ming is now is compared to a world, then it is... The world before the ages seems Nothingness, wake up from the ecnation, to come to this world, to merge with the era where Su Su Ming is.

This is mysterious, but now it is so in the eyes and feelings of the old man.

"What a big barbarian, what a big barbarian who succeeded six times!! What a good one!!" The old man of the Heavenly Spirit took a deep breath and showed admiration in his expression. He saw that Su Ming not only had the clan enlightenment of the barbarian tribe, but also condensed the will of the whole barbarian tribe. His ascension was destined to be never ordinary, because... he was not the first to ascended, he was the luck with The fusion of will, that is... the whole barbarian is protecting his body, and with him... Shengxian!

"If the sky has eyes, why don't you see me sinking forever? If God has a spirit, what will divide me? I live up to the sky. Why don't I see the darkness of the night? I live up to my God. I have a lot of memories of flesh and blood!" Su Ming muttered, and the echo of the barbarian song made him seem to see the years before the ages, the tens of millions of souls around him, and the bloody long dragon in the sky. The dragon condensed the will of the barbarians. In this roar, it seemed that... It was Su Ming!

The souls around are magnificent again at this moment. They are no longer tens of millions, but nearly hundreds of millions, boundless. In different years, all the barbarians who appear here have returned to their hometown. After appearing at this moment, they roared and worshipped... They are waiting. A barbarian god for a long time!

This scene made the old man retreat again. He was short of breath. He looked at Su Ming when he stepped back. At this moment, when he looked at it, he saw not Su Ming alone, but... the soul of the whole barbarian clan!

And Su Ming is the soul of the great barbarian. His appearance has become the source of boiling of the great barbarian tribe here, as if at this time, the sleeping barbarian who has perished here have woken up again!

"Crying blood and looking up, how can you spare your life against the vicissitudes of life! The sky has no eyes, and I step on the sky with my eyes! If there is no spirit, I swear to slaughter the god and establish the emperor!

With the addition of luck, I will definitely go to the hand blade Sanhuang! The barbarian soul returns to the condensation, and the blood in this life is stained with the immortals and thousands of deaths!

If you scatter the songs of this life, it doesn't matter to rise the barbarians with this intention!!" Su Ming looked up to the sky and roared. Under this roar, hundreds of millions of barbarian souls around him roared, the sky blood dragon roared, the sky changed color, the roar of heaven and earth, the roar of countless barbarians, and the roar of the blood dragon turned into a voice.

"Barbarian God!"

"Barbarian God!!"

"Barbarian God!!!"

"I'm a barbarian god, and I'll rise first!!" Su Ming shook his big sleeve and waved to the sky. The roar of the blood dragon suddenly hit the sky. The sky was twisted. Under the roar, a hall suddenly came.

That is not the Hall of Spirits. It is the first Hall of Falling Spirits. At the same time as the hall appeared, with the roar of the souls of hundreds of millions of barbarians, the golden light in the sky was in an instant, and the real Hall of Spirits came at this moment.

The golden hall is filled with the palace of the wreckage, which contains the ancient will. The palace of inheritance created by the ancestors of Wei in those years. At this moment, it really comes to the sky.

The old man of the Tianling clan, who was forced back by the breath of the rise of the barbarian in the distance, looked a little excited at this moment. Su Ming's promotion had more possibilities of success than the people he had seen before. He hoped that Su Ming could succeed, and he hoped that Su Ming would not fail, because if Su Ming, I don't know who else will succeed in this era.

At the same time as the arrival of the spiritual hall, golden figures suddenly appeared. If more than 2,000 figures were not the peak, they turned into nine horizontal rows and appeared in the sky like towers. The breath of ancient vicissitudes dispersed from the spiritual hall and turned into pressure. At the same time, it also made Su Ming's eyes Inside, it shows persistence.

In the bottom row, there are eight hundred and eighty-one golden figures, scattered from them with pressure, covering the earth, waiting for Su Ming's choice.

Su Ming looked at those spiritual positions, and the persistence in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He knew that this choice, once wrong, was death, and there was only one chance.

He looked at those pre-spiritual positions. After a glance in silence, he finally looked at the figure above the nine rows, which was obviously much stronger than other pre-spirit positions.

"Inheritance... The order of arrangement is a flesh-and-blood road paved by each tribe with the lives of a large number of strong people... After repeated attempts by the ancestors, they have found a way to inherit, so that future generations can become safer and safer.

But the order of this arrangement..." Su Ming's eyes flashed with firmness, and his body shook forward. His whole body rose up from the first stage, turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to more than 800 figures at the bottom of more than 2,000 spiritual positions.

This can only be a bet. The only thing Su Ming knows is that the spiritual position before the more than 500th is not to try, because he has seen the barbarian's ancestor's promotion failed, and obviously an ethnic group to try to pave out this bloody road will not choose arbitrarily. It should be tried one by one in order, so Su Ming can be half sure that more than 500 spiritual positions will definitely fail.

But in the same way, if the barbarians tried forward from the end, Su Ming's guess was a complete failure, so... it was equivalent to no hint at all.

Silent gallop, Su Ming's eyes flashed at the moment near the last row of presychic position. After sweeping away, he gritted his teeth and went to one of them in an instant. But just as he was about to approach, Su Ming suddenly stopped and did not advance and retreat until he withdrew hundreds of feet. After withdrawing, Those spiritual positions outside the hall, in his mind, at that moment, he suddenly remembered something.

Su Ming stepped back and made the old man of the Heavenly Spirit Department in the distance frown slightly. When he looked at it silently, he saw that Su Ming seemed to be meditating.

"Do you know that how many successful people of the great barbarian tribe have appeared at most?" Su Ming suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice passed in all directions.

"Six times!" The old man's eyes flashed and he immediately opened his mouth.

Su Ming was silent, but his eyes showed a trace of memory in his eyes.

"Six times...six numbers... Grandpa also told me six numbers, six on Fengzhen Mountain so that I can climb to higher numbers...

Thirty-two, seventy-nine, two hundred and forty-eight, three hundred and seventy-one, five hundred and sixty-three, seven hundred and eighty-one..." Su Ming's heart was shocked. He looked up and stared at the Hall of the Spirits, and his eyes fell in the bottom row, on the seven hundred and eighty-one The eyes fell on the third row.

"Is it..." Su Ming's eyes condensed. Under his teeth, he galloped without hesitation and went straight to... In the last row, the 781 spiritual position roared away.

His speed represents his inner firmness. Since it is a gamble, he would rather bet on the seemingly ordinary number given to him by Grandpa.

With a bang, he approached the 781st place in an instant, and even touched the sychic position in an instant. At this moment, the old man in the distance seemed to be as usual, but his heart was extremely nervous.

At this moment, a shocking roar with Su Ming's low roar, suddenly swirled in all directions! RS