Chapter 1200 Spirit First and the Wild Beast

I don't know how long it has passed. The old man of the Tianling tribe in the outside world suddenly shrank his eyes, and his expression showed solemnity, because he saw that outside Su Ming's body at this moment, the golden light was getting darker and darker, that is, a few breathing time, and the golden light completely disappeared.

After disappearing, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened!

At the moment when Su Ming's eyes were opened, the sky roared, the earth shook, and a ripple full of powerful breath spread uncontrollably from Su Ming. Where the ripples passed, the sky twisted, the fog of the earth dissipated, and an ethereal feeling was strongly displayed on Su Ming's body.

At the same time, Su Ming's eyes were particularly bright, as if they contained stars. He gave people the feeling that it was different from the past, and even had a sense of dust. When he stood there, it seemed that the sky was going down a little, and it seemed that the earth had sunk a lot, as if his existence was a kind of The man who shook the sky.

His eyes swept across the earth. When he looked at each other with the old man of the spiritual tribe, Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the old man was also dazzling in his eyes. After looking at each other, they both felt an amazing similarity in each other's breath.

That's not the breath of a monk, that's the power of the spirit!!

That is the realm and feeling that is almost the same as the first of the sea of Taoism and the first of the sand. It is another level of life above all sentient beings, as if a big step has been taken from human beings and turned into the first!

The rules of heaven and earth are allowed to change. The law of the sky can be seen by closing his eyes. Even the will of the three wilderness that exists in the underworld, Su Ming can feel it from afar at this moment. The improvement of his own life realm makes Su Ming have an indescribable feeling, as if... His existence has transcended A level beyond its previous imagination.

If the will of Sanhuang is compared to a big fireball comparable to the sun, and if each individual of everyone is compared to a little firefly, then at this moment, Su Ming, if the fire of his life is burned, it can destroy all sentient beings. Although the fire of his life is not as good as the will of Sanhuang, it is also

Especially his soul, after devouring all the divided souls, his current soul is so powerful that if it spreads out, it can already be erased by the will.

A will can erase the monk. Even if the monk is a powerful person, he still can't resist the sweep of Su Ming's will. Even if there are some powerful people who can resist, Su Ming's will also has a strong deterrent to him.

Just like the sky in a certain range, Su Ming at this moment can even be compared to a certain range of God's will. Heaven allows death and has to die, because Su Ming's will can change the rules, disturb the law, and shatter nothingness.

This is the power of the spirit first, which is the realm of life that cannot be reached by the spirit no matter how it is cultivated.

Unprecedentedly powerful, the feeling of mastering life and death made Su Ming realize the madness of existence at the moment he opened his eyes. He took a deep breath and slowly took a step forward.

In this step, the sky and the earth were distorted and roared, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky. The whirlpool roared, as if there was a vague face in it, but looking carefully, the whirlpool was just a whirlpool, as if everything was an illusion.

"You are..." The old man of the Heavenly Tribe had a faint flash of eyes.

"Our transaction will continue." Su Ming calmly opened his mouth. He did not directly tell the old man whether he was still himself, but Su Ming himself had understood that he was still him. The soul that scattered blue light was indeed where his soul was. It was the blue light that pointed to Su Ming. It was the blue light that made Su Ming find himself in the loss. Me.

At first, he didn't understand what the blue light was, but now it has become a spirit one after another. With its magnificent soul, with its level of life that can turn into nature, he understood that it was his mother's integration into his soul. At the moment of his birth, there was the power of the foreign race as mentioned before by the old man

The old man narrowed his eyes and was about to say something more. Suddenly, his mind moved and he looked up at the whirlpool in the sky. Su Ming also raised his head. Although he was a little later than the old man, he was just a breath later.

"After nine divisions and re-integration, he stepped into the spirit first. It was really extremely strong. This was only his first success..." The old man's mind was moved, but at this moment he had no time to think about Su Ming's changes here. Because in the whirlpool of the sky, a roar suddenly came out at this moment, and at The Taoist figure suddenly appeared from the whirlpool.

Those figures are not fierce beasts, but human figures!

Those monks, one by one, wore all kinds of clothes, but most of them were dilapidated. His eyes showed ferocity, but they looked blank.

The breath on them is extremely strange, with ancient vicissitudes, with a strong sense of destruction, and even a faint will on them. The will seems to be asleep, not strong, but the will gives people the feeling that it is enough to destroy the sky.

At the moment when Su Ming saw those monks, he was shocked. He saw one of those monks. It was Master Zhan Bai who he saw in the picture of the inheritance of the spiritual throne!

The old man, who was originally dressed in a robe, with gray hair and fairy bones, was like a beast at this moment. When he opened his mouth, his saliva was dripping. After appearing from the whirlpool, he looked at Su Ming fiercely with his eyes.

While he looked at Su Ming, Su Ming immediately noticed his spiritual breath, and there was a disorder at this moment. It seemed that dozens of figures appeared innately suppressed Su Ming's spirit first. Even Su Ming had a feeling that his breath seemed to be some kind of tonic for these figures. , they will be desperate to swallow.

"Thirty-six wild beasts, Su Ming, I will help you contain these wild beasts. You have just stepped into the spirit, and you still need to stabilize your body cultivation and soul. At this time, it is very critical. Your existence is now the best food for these wild beasts.

You should not hesitate to let your own breath converge, achieve the unity of self-cultivation and soul, and completely stabilize the realm of spiritual first. I will buy you time. You should buy time as soon as possible!" The voice of the old man of the heavenly spirit tribe went around, and his body stepped forward, and a wave of ripples spread between his big sleeves, directly covering the thirty-six figures and preventing them from moving forward. The old man of the heavenly spirit looked cold and roared with these thirty-six figures.

With a cold meaning in his eyes, Su Ming sat down cross-legged without hesitation. When he closed his eyes, his soul dispersed his body and practiced. According to the old man of heaven, in the fusion and stability of the soul of self-cultivation, he quickly slowly contracted the scattered breath, and thoroughly put his own Locked in the body.

But Su Ming's breath was so strong that even the elders of the Tianling tribe had paid more attention to it before, so if he wanted to restrain it in his body at this moment, he could not do it in a short time, and an hour soon passed.

In this hour, the old man on that day unfolded his magical powers and cultivation, and fought against those wild beasts. These monks, whom he called wild beasts, were roaring like beasts. They had no power of cultivation, let alone magical powers, only an instinct.

But they can't be erased. Even if the old people of the Heavenly Tribe have a terrible cultivation, they still see them again after collapsing again and again. Even an hour later, a roar came from the whirlpool again. This time, hundreds of figures appeared.

The old man of the Tianling tribe looked more and more gloomy. He knew that what Su Ming needed now was time, and he had to fight for it. He hummed coldly with his right hand and pointed to the sky. Suddenly, the sky roared. A brush of dust immediately appeared around the old man. Under it, a shadow appeared in the Between the roar, they fought again.

Su Ming was immersed in the restrained breath. His breath has now converged only about a thousand feet, slowly a hundred feet, until fifty feet, the vortex of the sky roared again, and there were thousands of wild beast monks who appeared this time.

Seeing that Su Ming's breath was restrained less and less, from fifty feet to ten feet, and he was about to be completely restrained by him. The thousands of wild beasts roared in the sky and suddenly collapsed into countless light spots. At the moment when the old man's face changed, these light spots suddenly condensed together. Like a long river, he shuttled directly through the body of the old man of the heavenly spirit, and rushed to Su Ming in an instant. When he approached Su Ming, the long river composed of light points directly turned into a huge ferocious face, opened its mouth, and suddenly swallowed Su Ming.

This face is so big that it is about tens of thousands of feet. At this moment, it is like the sky sinking. Its speed is so fast that it is on the top of Su Ming's head in an instant. The moment when his open eyes are about to swallow Su Ming, Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body breath was completely restrained

He raised his head and stared indifferently at the huge face as the sky above. The face also stopped suddenly at this moment, less than ten feet away from Su Ming. He stared at Su Ming, and Su Ming also stared at it.

That is just a few breaths, the ferocious face suddenly smiled. While the smile was more ferocious, the face quickly dissipated, but at the moment it dissipated, there was a trace of red lightning in the center of his eyebrows, which roared up and went straight to the whirlpool of the sky. Then, the whi Calm down slowly.

When the old man saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed.

"The wilderness..."

"What is a desolation?" Su Ming couldn't see any change in his heart. He slowly stood up from his knees, watched the sky return to normal, and opened his mouth calmly.

"After the success of the spirit, most of them are wild beasts. If they help or can survive by themselves, there will be no future troubles, but there is also a very small possibility that there will be a disaster...

The power of disaster is enough to destroy all wills. I have experienced it once, and it was that time that all my people died, and even I didn't know how to get through it, because in the middle of the time, I had lost consciousness.

When I was awake, there was no disaster, but all my tribal people were dead. One of my grandchildren, when I was awake, my hand was pierced into his chest...

The desolate disaster does not come immediately, but can come at any time in your next year..." The old man of heaven was silent for a moment, with a trace of pain in his expression and said slowly.

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