Chapter 686 Grandpa!

A nation should have a soul!

A soulless nation is destined to be eliminated!

The soul of the barbarian clan, with the departure of a generation of barbarian gods, with the dismemberment of the second generation, and with the disappearance of the third generation, it has gradually faded and gradually died.

There is only confusion under the

agent, and then the pathological illusion, living in the glory of the past in the classics, unwilling to wake up, or? ... can't face today's decline.

The barbarian race, indeed, is no longer a nation under the leadership of a generation of barbarian gods to worship the world... It is like an old man who has come to the last road of life.

The division of several continents, the unsustainable civilization, the civil strife caused by the rebellion of the witches, and the arrival and infiltration of many immortals in these ages have made the barbarians say that they were fragmented, and only carved an empty shelf.

Even the cultivation is permanently fixed in the barbarian soul, unable to unfold the opening of the next realm. With the passage of time, this nation has gradually been unable to keep up with history, and has gradually been abandoned by the years.

Such a nation, can you still talk about the soul? She has no soul, and her soul is dead!

The glory of the past has only engraved the sobbing song. The glory of the past has long become a broken nothingness. The wreckage in the flame is destined to be the comfort of the dream, the burning blood, but it is difficult to ignite the soul of the family!

The nine-star penalty of the immortals is the nation of this world, the knife of hanging beams!

Maybe this knife should have fallen a long time ago, but... After all, this is the barbarian land that once made the world worship. There was once a man here who made the whole fairy bow his head and shake the whole Taoist holy world.

Shan Xiu!

This is his hometown, and he... Although he has disappeared for ages, he may... not be dead yet! One day, maybe he will come back.

Even if he won't come back, the treasures of the barbarian land he left before he left, and the countless more powerful than many treasures... the barbarian law!

This law is also the law of the land of yin and death. Under this law, the cultivation of all the people who come will be infinitely weakened. If it hadn't been for the existence of this law, then the barbarians... may have disappeared under the sky long ago.

But these are just external forces. If the nation has no soul, it will eventually go to the road of the clan.

What is the soul? Su Ming was confused, but the roar echoing in his ear at this moment, the warmth and strong impact he felt in his body and mind made him really understand something at this moment.

Perhaps, in this roar, in that sentence of co-death, under the burning of the blood, a trace of... the soul of the barbarian clan!

Fear of death, but suppress fear in fear and face death without hesitation. Since the soul of this nation has dissipated, and since this nation has been eliminated by years, then... if you can't let your nation rise again, you have to die with your own nation!!

That sentence died with the barbarian god, or it was not Su Ming, but... the barbarians!

Death with the barbarians!!

The roar of nearly 20,000 people, the earth-shaking roar, has become the strongest cry in the world at this moment. The madness in the voice is to suppress the outbreak of countless years. Under this outbreak... Death is nothing!

Under this outbreak, in the will that would rather die with the barbarians, the impact on Su Ming's mind made him appear in the [body] that he has never experienced, and the warmth that has nothing to do with all feelings is exactly... the bud of the soul reappearing of the barbarians!!

This soul is not the soul of the barbarians in those years, but a wave of unwillingness in destruction, a wave of madness in nihilities, a force... It's better to be broken than complete!

This soul is invisible, invisible and untouchable, but at this moment, tens of thousands of immortals on the earth are strongly felt by each of the 20,000 people in the sky, which seems to be rising will enough to smash some!

"The soul of the barbarian..."

The black-robed emperor's expression also changed immediately, and he did not expect that his punishment of nine stars would make the 20,000 barbarians show signs of soul.

This sign is a kind of faith, a kind of incense, and a kind of persistence. Once a nation has such a persistence, then the nation will be extremely terrible, which is the soul of the nation that no force can destroy.

Unless you... kill all the bloodlines of this nation, you won't leave an inch of grass!

"These two thousand people are seeds. If they do not die in this disaster, as they disperse, they will infect all the blood vessels of the seed of the barbarian soul, casually the whole barbarian. At that time... The barbarians will open their eyes and wake up after sleeping for tens of thousands of years!

Such a thing must not be allowed to happen. These people... must all die here!" Di Tian's eyes flashed, biting the tip of his tongue again and spewed out a mouthful of blood. With a wave of his right hand, his golden blood drops went straight to the whirlpool of the sky. During the roar, in the starry sky of the immortals outside the gloomy fog, the nine cultivation stars guarded the dark place of Lin.

But at the moment when these nine strong lights penetrated the fog and were about to rush straight to the barbarians, suddenly, a whimpering sound suddenly appeared in the barbarian's world, in the fog of the whirlpool!

The arrival of this song was extremely abrupt. Its appearance made the sound of sobs cry like the barbarians. The swirlwind of the sound of the music actually made these nine strong lights, at the moment they came and came out, and stopped, as if at this moment, the whole sky, the whole world, but the scope of the place Everything is static in an instant.

Static together, there is also the second wave of nine strong lights, and the top of Su Ming, the seventh pennant punishment that Xing Gan and many barbarians are trying to stop!

Everything was static in an instant. The only thing that existed was the sobbing song, which echoed in this world. The sound of the song fell into Su Ming's ear. At the moment Su Ming heard it, he slowly raised his head and looked at the canopy.

The old man's appearance came to Su Ming's mind, but suddenly, he found that he looked like the old man, and he couldn't remember him at this moment. He was short of breath and shocked to find a fact that he had not paid attention to in the past!!

The old man's appearance seemed to be... Every time Su Ming saw it, it was different. Only the blind man's behavior was the only clear in Su Ming's mind.

Obviously, every time he met an old man with a different appearance, but Su Ming didn't find out about it until this moment. This matter was so strange that Su Ming seemed to understand a lot at once.

"I barbarian finally have a soul, how can I destroy you!" If a vicissitudes of life had experienced an endless sound, from the fog of the swirlpool, it came out slowly. With the appearance of the sound, it was the sobbing winding that was getting higher and higher.

The eyes of the black-robed emperor's eyes contracted. It was the first time he heard this sound, but it was not the first time for him to breathe from the swirlpool!!

It is this breath that makes his Dharma body dare not come for many years. It is this breath that makes him the source of crisis in the dark!!

"Who are you!" Di Tian took a step forward, raised his right hand, and his five fingers suddenly collapsed, turning into five blood arrows and going straight to the sky.

Suddenly, the five blood arrows turned into five blood dragons, roaring and ferociously merged with each other, forming a five-headed blood beast, rushing into the whirlpool in the roar, and there was a loud roar.

In this roar, the dark and dead whirlpool of the curtain collapsed and spread around. At the moment of its spread, a figure in white appeared!

The figure is an old man with no eyes. The old man's appearance is different in everyone's eyes, and even the same villain looks different in every blink of an eye.

Xian... But few people can detect this, as if they automatically ignore the old man's appearance change in their own consciousness.

Su Ming, at the moment he saw the old man, he recognized the other party. It was the repaired old man!!

Only this time, after he saw the old man's appearance clearly, it was a violent vibration of his mind. This vibration was unprecedented for him. Even when he knew that this was the world of death, the shock in his heart was far from comparable to this moment.

If there were thousands or more thunders in his mind, all roared together at the same time, which made Su Ming's consciousness instantly chaotic, made his body tremble violently, and made his whole person completely stunned. Everything in front of him only stabbed the old man in that scene.

That is the most profound in his memory. The smile is the most unforgettable of his vitality. Everything makes Su Ming's soul appear empty at this moment.

"Agong..." Su Ming muttered. After muttering, he made a shocking sound.

"Gong!!"

The old man in the sky appeared in Su Ming's eyes at this moment, suddenly... he was the barbarian of Wushan, and Mo Sang was Su Ming's... Grandpa!!

Xiaoli, Xiaodi, today's birthday, and the magic friends who celebrate their birthday on the same day, I wish you a happy birthday - I beg for a recommendation ticket, only a few hundred away from the third place, please recommend a ticket!! ( To be continued