Chapter 683 The barbarians are coming!

"In the previous thirty-six times, you slept under the emperor's sword nineteen times. This time, let's see how you do!" When Di Tian stepped, for example, when Su Ming first saw him, the high momentum was like a mountain peak. At the same time, he went straight to Su Ming and coerced him. At the same time, Di Tian raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed the sky.

Under this grab, a faint light suddenly came out of the emptiness of the sky and went straight to the right hand of the emperor. In his hand, it turned into a sword. This sword is the sword of the emperor!

It is also the underworld sword, but what Su Ming met before was the split of the emperor, and now what appears in front of him is the black robe magic body that has sunk Su Ming over the ages!

This is related to the life of the emperor. Its degree of power is beyond the dharma body of the split. It is the strongest power that the emperor can show in this barbarian land.

In the past thirty-six times, Di Tian used his Dharma body to carry out the final trial. As soon as this Dharma body came out, it represented the end.

Until now, his Dharma body came from the immortals, which was enough to show the real heart of the emperor, and it was not until this moment that he made a decision.

Another most important reason is that his Dharma body has come as many as thirty-six times in these ages, and it has been strongly rejected by the laws of the barbarian land. Even if it comes, the time must not be long, and it needs to be fought quickly.

In addition, since Su Ming was sunk and sealed for the thirty-sixth time, there has been a strong crisis in the emperor. This crisis does not come from Su Ming, but from the barbarian land, which seems to exist as a pair of invisible eyes.

These eyes always seem to be staring at him. For thousands of years, he could only come with a split body, and he did not risk to send out the magic body related to his life. If it hadn't been for now, he would have to destroy Su Ming. He will not send his Dharma to the barbarians.

And this matter was entrusted to others. Di Tian was very worried in his heart, and all the splits perished. Only... came to the Dharma body!

As soon as the underworld sword came out, the endless vortex on the sky accelerated and turned around, and there was such a wisp of yin and death, which was attracted by the underworld sword. The sudden arrival from the whirlpool turned into a black gas, wrapped around the underworld sword, and the black gas permeated. It faintly turned into grima faces and roared at Su Ming.

"A ode to the sky!"

"The second place of the underworld!"

"Three underworld torturers!" With a wave of the underworld sword in the hand of the black-robed emperor, the sword was immediately divided into three parts. Suddenly, there were three underworld swords around the emperor. During the waving, the dead breath of the whirlpool in the sky emerged more and more.

"The four underworlds send the soul!"

"Wu Ming mourns!"

"Six Underworld Gods!" The black-robed emperor's eyes flashed, and the three underworld swords shook again. It became six, as if it had formed a sword array. Go straight to Su Ming and roar away, and they attracted the atmosphere of death. It turned into a thick black fog, and turned into a huge grimace in the sky, roaring and quickly approached Su Ming.

A strong crisis suddenly appeared in Su Ming's mind. This crisis came from his memory, which he did not notice, from his soul, as if in his sealed memory. Indeed, as the emperor said, there were more than ten times. Under this style of the emperor, the god collapsed and fell into a sinking. .

"If what you said is true, now it is the thirty-seventh time, I don't know why the previous more than ten times were defeated under this sword, but now..." Su Ming did not finish his words. In the pause, his body did not retreat, but took a step forward. At the moment this step fell, The figure disappeared in an instant, and when it appeared, it was in front of the six swords of the emperor.

The moment when one punch comes out.

"Seven Ming's life!"

"Eight Ming buried in the virtual!"

"Jiu Ming... Kill!" The black-robed emperor's big sleeve was shaken, and suddenly the six underworld swords outside his body suddenly appeared overlapping virtual shadows. After adding three again, nine underworld swords were formed. He touched Su Ming in an instant, and the roar echoed at this moment.

Su Ming's fist paused. When the nine underworld swords in front of him were broken and rolled upside down, they suddenly collapsed into pieces, but did not disappear. Instead, after merging with the fog, they formed a substantial huge forest ghost mouth and suddenly devoured Su Ming.

This devouring power is enough to devour any barbarian soul. Even those people with profound cultivation are difficult to escape. That is the counterattack of the power of yin and death, which can kill Su Ming more than ten times in those years, and it comes from the emperor's sky.

In this battle, the emperor's Dharma body has not been retained at all at the beginning, and it is murderous.

But this magic skill can kill Su Ming more than ten times, but it can't cause damage to Su Ming today. Di Tian is a little wrong. This mistake will make him pay an unbearable price.

Su Ming in his memory, this is the thirty-seventh awakening. In his feeling, Su Ming's strength comes from the cultivation that finally bursts out after each awakening, which is far more than before, but even so, he thinks he can control the fate of waking up thirty-seven times.

But he didn't know that Su Ming was not awakened for the thirty-seventh time, but... countless times!!

Candle Jiuyin immortal world, which is like a real sinking, which makes Su Ming not only get the will of Teng Fei, but also what he doesn't even know himself... Countless awakenings!

Every time he awakens, his potential will increase a little. Countless awakenings, the accident of Zhu Jiuyin's immortal world has caused Di Tian's calculation error, and even Su Ming!

It was almost the big mouth formed by the dead fog. Near the moment Su Ming, Su Ming looked distorted. He suddenly raised his head and roared at the fog.

"The spirit of death, the spirit of my body, how dare you devour me!!" Su Ming's roar echoed in all directions, and the blue veins on his face bulged. Under his low roar, the huge whirlpool of the sky roared.

The fog near Su Ming's mouth was even more trembling. The grimace showed fear and hesitation on his face. Unexpectedly, in Su Ming's roar, he turned his head and went straight to the sky of the black-robed emperor.

Su Ming's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intention. Under the shaking of his body, if a meteor goes straight to the emperor's sky, whether it is a split or a Dharma body, in this barbarian world, it is full of Su Ming's evil spirit. The person he wants to kill must die!

"Emperor, you will definitely die!" Su Ming's eyes were red, and the seal in his brain continued to burst, and his memory was like a storm, crazy in his mind.

Almost at the same time as Su Ming killed the emperor's sky, there are nearly ten thousand long rainbows in the distance, covering the world, roaring quickly. The leader is exactly... the barbaric soul of all sentient beings complete the great elder apocalypse!

He showed excitement in his eyes. Nearly 10,000 barbarians behind him were all boiling with blood at this moment, and the sound of roaring came at this moment.

In the other direction, at this moment, there are also nearly ten thousand long rainbows galloping. At the front is the old man who is as thin as a skeleton. This old man is the barbarian blood of the cloud!

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