Chapter 1368 50 Years of Silence

Almost in the real world of the morning, Su Ming swept the strong man of nearly a hundred years ago with a divine wood to destroy the gods, and immediately set off a roar in the other worlds of these three wildernesss.

This vibration does not reverber in the world, but in the hearts of monks!

The move of nearly a hundred monks stepping into Daochen has long been paid attention to by more former strong men. After all, the warnings from the real world of Daochen made them seem to care, but in fact, in the past 50 years, no one has stepped into it to provoke them at all.

Except... the old man a few years ago!

Then there are nearly a hundred strong people now, but... their death, the breath of Shenmu, all of this in an instant, made all the pre-Jian monks who paid attention there, all of them changed greatly in shock.

Many of them came from the fourth wing world, and even slept in the divine tree, and some of them had seen the scene where the divine tree was taken away with their own eyes.

At this moment, after all the memories were connected, they suddenly turned into a complete picture, which made many people's minds in an instant. In the fourth wing world, the person who collected Shenmu shook people's hearts, like an invincible figure!

"It's him!!"

"This person... turned out to be the horrible existence that collected Shenmu in those years!"

"Damn it, this old monster is in the real world! It's not good for this person to go anywhere. Why is it in this morning real world? Damn it, damn it. This person is cruel and can't offend him at all.

In an instant, in the three wilderness world, among the monks who were shocked by the scene of Su Ming killing nearly 100 strong people, many people immediately trembled, showing shock and nervousness.

But there are still many pre-Jian monks. They did not see the scene of Shenmu being taken away with their own eyes, or they did not come from the fourth wing world, so they didn't know much about Su Ming's horror. At this moment, although he hesitated, he looked mostly looked gloomy.

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"Fifty years, it's better to be quiet in this world." Su Ming opened his mouth lightly and walked forward in this morning real world. The bald crane followed him all the way. In particular, although Su Ming's words were insipid, the chill contained in it made the bald crane more excited.

walked out of the true world of the morning and entered the true world of the yin. At the moment when Su Ming stepped into the true world of the yin, the whole real world was immediately shocked, the ripples were spinning, and a force that could make the world static diffuse in all directions in an instant.

After being noticed by those pre-strong people in this world, their faces changed greatly one by one. Even those strong people with a gloomy look suddenly trembled after Su Ming exuded the breath of cultivation without much reservation.

What they feel is not only Su Ming's breath, but also... the breath of Shenmu, which is familiar to many of them! More importantly, they felt a... as if the whole three wilderness, the whole mulberry world, the most domineering strongest atmosphere!

The appearance of this breath can stop the operation of the three wilderness worlds. The spread of this breath can change the sky. A black that seems to render everything seems to be permeated in nothingness, so that all those who feel seem to be in the dark and can't see the slightest light.

This kind of darkness is by no means the darkness of the night sky, but a kind of darkness in the world that even the night sky is discolored.

It seems that where Su Ming's will is, heaven and earth, stars and stars, void and emptiness, either get out of here, or will be completely rendered by the endless darkness.

In the trembling of all the pre-Ji strong men in this three wilderness world, Su Ming took a step in this yin holy true world. When this step fell, his body turned into a hundred parts in an instant.

A hundred bodies, exactly the same breath, appeared in a hundred different places in the yin holy world at this moment. There are stars, nothingness, the starry sky, and a cave formed by a magic weapon.

Appeared at the same time, raised his right hand, and became thousands of feet under the illusion of Shenmu. In the sweeping room, no matter how the hundreds of prehistory monks in these hundreds of places roared, how miserable they were, how they resisted, or even begged for mercy, even if it was the madness in the despair of Su Ming's expression was as indifferent as ever. The divine wood swept across, and the roar came out in hundreds of places at the same time, forming a loud noise that circled the whole yin holy real world, spreading as if boundless.

In the roar, Su Ming's hundreds of bodies dissipated, condensed together again, and turned into Su Ming's figure. At this moment, the first step he took had just fallen.

He understated and looked as usual, but the bald crane was dumbfounded. He looked at all this in a daze and immediately hammered his chest and stopped his head.

"The prodigal, it's too prodigal. How many crystals do they have? It's gone, it's gone, my crystals..."

Su Ming smiled. When his right hand was raised, he turned it over and suddenly flew out of a large number of nearly a hundred storage bags, which made the bald crane immediately tremble. He came forward and hugged them all, showing strong excitement on his face.

Su Ming shook his head and raised his footsteps and took the second step. At the moment when the second step fell, he left from the yin holy realm and appeared in the realm of the underworld. This world was originally the place of his will. At this moment of stepping in, the whole underworld's real world was shocked, like a catastrophe coming Immediately, a wind appeared in the starry sky of the underworld.

The wind roared and swept all directions, and in a blink of an eye, it was huge to the extreme. Su Ming's face appeared in the wind. The face was extremely huge, and the stars were immortal wherever they passed. Ordinary monks were unimped, but those pre-Jian strong men showed incredible embarrassment on their faces.

"Is this... a catastrophe? This is impossible. There are still 50 years left for the catastrophe. It is impossible to come early!"

"But this wind, this face, this is clearly a scene of catastrophe!!"

In the embarrassation of the pre-Jian strongmen in the true world of the underworld, Su Ming's face formed by the wind sweeping the whole real world has roared by. Wherever he passed, not all the pre-Ji strongmen have perished, but a hundred people... The gods are destroyed.

Those who did not die, it is not that they have enough strength, but that Su Ming only killed 100. Even so, for those who are still alive, this life-and-death experience has filled their hearts with fear and a strong awe of Su Ming.

When the wind passed, when Su Ming's face also dissipated, Su Ming stepped into the true world of the underworld and had just fallen. Hundreds of storage bags flew out between his waving hands. The bald crane beside him immediately shouted excitedly and took away a lot of them. The excited look and excited look seemed that he could faint.

"As for the fourth true world..." Su Ming was in the starry sky of the underworld. When he looked at the fourth true world first, he raised the void with his right hand and grabbed it. Immediately the divine wood turned into a magic tree. After directly becoming tens of thousands of feet in size, he was pointed to the fourth

After this finger, the divine wood directly penetrated the void and appeared in the fourth real world in an instant. During the waving, there was a giant dancing the divine wood and suddenly fell towards the fourth real world.

hit the nothingness, but the moment it fell was shattered by the nothingness, setting off countless shocks rolling around, constantly spreading, such as a catastrophe in this fourth real world.

After this impact finally harvested a hundred pre-Jian strongmen, it dissipated, but the traces of nihilism always existed, like a witness, which made the pre-JiJi strongmen who are still alive in this three wilderness world feel the death crisis that they have not experienced for a long time in their trembling.

At this moment, they have no one to be obsessed with this feeling, but are reawakened to the fear of death.

This is Su Ming's warning. One is not big or small for Su Ming, but for these Qianji strong people, it is like a shocking thunder warning. After this warning, Su Ming left the real world of the underworld. After returning to the real world of Daochen, he pondered slightly and raised his right hand. Suddenly, the divine wood appeared in Dao Under the size of the earth, after completely reaching the size of the fourth wing world, it was erected in the real world of Daochen.

This divine wood exudes supreme majesty and a huge evil spirit, as if there is the sad soul of 400 prehistory monks in it, which is sealed and constantly screams, forming a deterrent, which is enough to shake all life.

"So, you can be calm for 50 years." Su Ming took a look at the Shenmu. Under the shaking of his body, he did not return to the Ninth Peak sect, but directly came to the top of the erect Shenmu. After sitting cross-legged on it, his eyes closed.

The bald crane excitedly opened one storage bag after another, constantly searching for the crystal treasures inside, and was very busy.

As Su Ming said, the erection of this divine wood, the sad soul of the four hundred pre-Jian strongmen surrounded by it, and the roar at this moment did form an extremely profound deterrent to all the pre-Jian strongmen in the whole Sanhuang.

After the silence, they no longer dare to approach the real world of Daochen, and even some killing and bloody actions have been reduced a lot, which has caused a large number of monks in the real world to flood into the real world of Daochen. For example, this place has really become a happy land in the three wildernesses at this moment.

Not many people know Su Ming's name, but those monks who migrated in the Taoist real world gradually have a unified name for Su Ming.

Mu Zun!

Because of the huge Shenmu and Su Ming's perennial meditation on the Shenmu, this name soon became the honorific title for him by the monks here.

With the passage of time, when there are more and more monks in the real world of Daochen, time... has passed for more than 40 years!

The exact time of coming so close, it has been less than five years now!!

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