Chapter 1239 The Return of the Barbarian God!

On that day, the sky was blue, the twilight was secluded into the sea, and there were no waves on the sea. He turned around and left, leaving the background to her. Looking at his lonely silhouette in the wind, he gradually drifted away...

Suddenly looking back, with more vicissitudes, the time and space have changed, the twilight is still the same, and the sea is still the same... The woman of those years is still watching silently, the wind and rain are blowing, the rings are changing, and there is no regrets.

Fang Canglan hugged Su Ming tightly and didn't want to let go. She was afraid that if she let go again this time, it would be another thousand years.

Two people hugged each other silently in the palace of the barbarian concubine.

"When will you... leave?" For a long time, in this quiet palace, Canglan's weak voice muttered.

"This time, I will still leave, but when I leave, I will take you and the whole barbarians... go together!" Su Ming opened his mouth softly, looked at the woman in his arms, raised her head, looked at each other, and gradually showed a gentle smile on the woman's face.

Although Fanghua is no longer, the beauty has entered Su Ming's mind, and his smile is very beautiful.

Leaving Su Ming's arms, he sat quietly in front of the guzheng. Canglan's music gradually circled the ancient palace again and again, but this time the music was no longer deep and lonely, but the sound of the love piano, floating into nothingness and scattered to the sea.

Su Ming sat aside and looked at Fang Canglan quietly. He didn't know when there was more wine pot in his hand. Sometimes he took a sip and gradually got drunk, but he didn't know whether it was the music drunk, the wine, or the smile at the corners of the Guzheng jade man's mouth.

The dusk outside is not set, and the waves of the sea are not weak. It seems that with the beauty of this moment, it has become eternal.

This is Su Ming, who has been wandering outside for many years, for the first time... In a real sense, let the heart calm down, immersed in the music, in the wine, next to the jade man, this feeling is indeed like a pot of wine for thousands of years, settled to the end, and even if you smell it, you can be intoxicated

But if you taste it carefully, this is not wine, but light water with gentleness.

If it is the existence of Bai Ling, for Su Ming, it is just like the first love, then this love is like a spring water, sweet and unforgettable. What can be remembered is only the sweetness, and the unforgettable is only the love when taking out the spring water.

This spring will always wither and will not last long.

If Xu Hui is wine, then this wine is destined to be a pot of strong wine. After drinking it, the bottom of the heart is hot, burning the whole body like a wisp of **, which is unforgettable, but the strong wine is often drunk when you are sad, and you will feel more and more **, which is not long-lasting.

Yuxuan is dew. It is a drop of water that appears every morning, with beauty, crystal, coldness and love. It is unforgettable and I don't want to forget it.

But unlike Canglan's light and gentle water, the gentle water, dripping for thousands of years, can penetrate all stubborn stones. Because of its softness, it can refine all the strength. That is the tenacity in calmness, which is the only thing I see when I suddenly look back.

In this calmness, under this slightly insipulation, Su Ming looked at the woman in front of him. He knew that over the years of her protection, the soul of the barbarians could not disperse and condensed more and more. It seemed that the islands in the sea were scattered, and the barbarians like scattered sand were actually unprecedented condensation

Maybe the friction between the island barbarians is still there, or some fighting methods are still there, but... If there are foreign enemies, today's barbarians will be popular.

"It's time to tell everyone that it's time for me to come back." Su Ming's eyes fell to the dusk outside the window, and gently put down the wine pot. At the moment when the wine pot fell, the sound of music swirled, the barbarian atmosphere in Su Ming's body burst out.

This is the breath of the barbarian, and this is the breath of the barbarian god. This is the purest barbarian blood power released by Su Ming after obtaining the meaning of the great barbarian spirit.

At this moment, his body was filled with the power of the barbarians. At this moment, the hundreds of millions of barbarian souls in his body all cheered silently. The roundabouts of the cheers triggered Su Ming's barbarian breath to rise to the sky. From this barbarian concubine who lived, but in fact,

At the moment when Su Ming's breath as a barbarian god burst out, and at the moment when the souls of hundreds of millions of barbarians cheered in his body, with this island as the center, a burst of barbarian blood rose.

The roar of the breath of the barbarian god made the sky rise and clouds rise in an instant. Under the clouds, the sky flashed like lightning, and the loud roar was like the coming of the sky. The sound of thunder made the barbarians on all the islands of the barbarian dead sea shake their hearts at this moment.

The first thing I felt was the life clan, the cultivation of the life clan. When their bodies trembled one by one, their bloodline boiled unprecedentedly. Under the rapid operation of the body, it set off waves of shocks of the mind. Their look showed excitement. They strongly felt the power to make their own blood boil. It is a familiar to them, from every life island statue, the power of the life god.

The island of the life clan, one by one, looked up together. In the excitement of their expression, they flew up quickly. Among them, some of the old people who personally experienced the Su Ming era, now made the strongest sound of life in their trembling.

"The return of the ancestor, this is the breath of the ancestor, this is the breath of my life god!!"

"Worship the gods, all the life cultivation, with this breath, go to see the gods of our life!"

All the statues of Su Ming on the island of the life clan, as if they had become Su Ming's split at this moment, bursting out more and more intensely from Su Ming's breath. Under the outbreak of the barbarian spirit of the barbarian god, the whole barbarian clan shrouded Su Ming's barbarian god

At the bottom of the Dead Sea, like a piece of mud in the endless abyss, at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the mud. The hand was full of power that seemed to tear the sky. With a fierce fist, you could see the hand trembling faintly. In an instant, under the roar of the sea, a body Shadow.

It was an old man, a white-haired man, but his eyes were shining brightly. As soon as the figure appeared, a huge whirlpool immediately appeared in the sea. With his body shaking, the man rushed out directly from the whirlpool. He left the bottom of an instant. When he appeared on the sea, he looked excited. If Su Ming can see his appearance, he will definitely be familiar with it.

That's Nangong Hen!!

The patriarch of the life clan, Nangonghen!!

"It's the breath of Su Ming, the breath of the benefactor, and the breath of the ancestors of the life clan!!" Nangong's body trembled, and his face showed his first smile in thousands of years. This was the first time he went out of the customs in thousands of years. All this was just because of Su Ming's breath.

In this excitement, Nangong Hen did not hesitate to turn into a Changhong and went straight to the source of this breath and went to the holy place of the barbarians.

Su Ming's breath of the barbarian god is still spreading, affecting all the barbarians on all the islands of the whole barbarian land.

Even the witches are the same at this moment, even some other ethnic groups are still the same, because no matter which ethnic group, as long as they live in the land of the barbarian clan, in fact, their ancestors are all barbarians.

With the boiling of blood, like the burning of qi and blood, every barbarian person strongly feels a call, that is... the call of the barbarian god, which is a meaning that has always existed from the bottom of their hearts and from their blood souls to worship.

The figures rushed to the sky, following the guidance of the blood, following the call of the barbarian god, flying rapidly, they are going to... worship the barbarian god!

No one doubts that this is false. Because of the boiling blood and the same feelings of everyone around you, there is only one answer.

"The barbarian god...returned!!" With an excited roar, most of the voices came from the old people, because they had experienced such a thing, so... they did not hesitate to fly quickly.

On the nameless island, Fang Mu and Yan Luan were feeding an elixir to a thin teenager, but then the two of them were shocked, and the call and boiling of blood made Fang Mu turn around without hesitation and galloped in the direction of the Holy Land for the first time.

On Nanze Island, Bai Chang was waiting for someone in the hall and was silent to each other, as if waiting for something. When the blood came, all of them looked excited and there were no words, but some figures rushed out of the hall and unfolded at full speed towards the Holy Land...

At the same time, he occupied the Yaman part of an island. The old man in his inner room, one of the strong men who had been canonized by Su Ming, now looked no longer hesitant, but his body trembled slightly, showing unprecedented excitement. He rushed out of the closed place and flew into the sky in the roar.

"The barbarians... are about to rise, the barbarian gods are coming back, the barbarians are coming back!!" The old man was like the teeth that had just come out of the coffin, feeling that the blood in his body was stronger than before, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Unparalleled, the barbarian of Luanshan Department, the strong man who was personally canonized by Su Ming like Ya Man, now laughed from the island where he was located.

"The Luanshan Department obeyed the order and followed me to see the barbarian god, our barbarian god... He's back!!"

The barbarian blood of the cloud department, the great elder apocalypse of all sentient beings. These two old guys are now also rushing out of the retreat with a long smile of excitement, taking their tribe, as in those years, to see their barbarian gods.

"The barbarian god is back. This breath is the fourth generation of barbarian gods, children, don't you follow me to see our barbarian god!!"

The whole barbarian clan, due to the spread of Su Ming's breath of the barbarian god, all of them burned invisibly. The boiling blood and the call of the barbarian god turned into a ** that existed in the hearts of every barbarian.

This ** is a strong desire, which is the desire for the rise of the barbarians. It is for the madness that the barbarians can pay everything. At this moment, it has turned into a long rainbow between heaven and earth, from all directions, but all the people who can fly are galloping to the holy land of the barbarians, and

Changhong runs through the sky, this scene shocks the sky to worship the barbarian gods!

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