Chapter 1288 A family, be self-reliant!

"Battle!!" In the gate of the ninth peak, a roar rose to the sky like a tiger roar. It was the voice of the tiger. With the appearance of this sound, the figure of the tiger instantly appeared in Su Ming's eyes.

The tiger-like body, at the moment of walking out, the magnificent physical power burst out in a punch, and a huge wolf tooth stick was grabbed by the tiger's left hand, and suddenly appeared in his hand, sweeping the dark morning and anti-sage cultivation that roared at him.

The roar is so great that Huzi is just a point for the two armies to touch in an all-round way. Around Huzi, countless ninth-peak monks are fighting a crazy life-and-death battle with the dark morning.

In this battle, they fought for existence!

In this battle, they fought for their lives!

There is more barbarian cultivation. In this battle, show the strong body belonging to their barbarians!

The enemy they faced was to defeat several waves of the joint cultivation of the three worlds like a broken bamboo after the arrival, and even killed Xuanzun of the fourth real world, forcing the Yin Holy Real World to seal its world, so that the fourth real world had to set up a large array, not to kill the enemy, but to struggle to resist.

It is even more sweeping the truth of Daochen. No monk can make it pause at all where he has passed. It can be said that... The army of strong men who have never failed, that is the dark morning, that is the anti-sage!

In this battle, the people of the ninth peak are ready to die, but even if they die, they can't live in the world for nothing. Even if they die, they have to kill a few people to be buried with them. Killing one person is enough. Killing two people is not in vain. Killing three people earn two!

The ninth peak is like this, and the barbarians are even more so. The roar is so loud, the sound of fighting is deafening, and the whole starry sky has become the brightest light in Su Ming's eyes.

60% of the cultivation is sealed, and the 40% of the cultivation shown by the reversible saint and the dark morning cultivation is still a force that is not weak in front of the ninth peak of the real world of Sanhuangdao.

After all, whether it is the dark morning or against the saint, they have been inherited from the second era of this era. In terms of the practice system and skills, they have been several levels higher than the three wilderness monks. If they had not been sealed by Su Ming, there would be no suspense at all in this battle.

Nowadays, it is fair for the ninth peak. In fact, Su Ming can completely seal a few more, but in that case, it is not a training, so he only seals 60%, and only let the dark morning and the reverse saint, which are not much higher than the ninth peak.

The sound of fighting swirled in an instant, and a large number of anti-sage and dark morning cultivation poured into the formation gap, almost the moment they stepped in, the resistance of the ninth peak, the perseverance of hundreds of thousands of monks, the two sides touched in this moment, and broke out in an instant.

Just as soon as they came into contact, there were a large number of deaths on both sides. Such a group battle was the most a test of the monk's personal cultivation. At this moment, the sound of divine power roar came one after another, and the light of magic weapons and the fierce collision formed the ripples swept across all directions.

In a blink of an eye, the shadow of death fell in the starry sky, waving the hand of harvesting, as if to take away lives endlessly.

This is the dark morning and the reverse saint. After invading the three wildernesses, the battle with the most serious casualties. Whether it is the resistance of the three real worlds in the three wilderness gaps, or the dark morning and the reverse saint sweeping Daochen, or the expedition to other real worlds, it is not so momentary. At the moment of

After all, the previous series of wars, the dark morning and the reverse saint, with the strength of cultivation, have been invincible.

The nine spirits in white robes gritted their teeth and rushed to the front at this moment. Wherever they passed, the ninth peak monks retreated one after another. The five were their opponents. Although they were weakened by 60% of their cultivation, they still used their strength.

But at the moment when the nine people completely stepped into the gap of the formation and entered the world where the ninth peak was located, they were about to rush to the craziest tiger of the ninth peak monks, suddenly, in the sea under the world, there was a sound of rolling, and a huge will suddenly swirled in this moment. The nine people were enveloped and drowned in the will like a wave of anger in an instant.

That's the first of the sea.

Covering these nine people in their own will, a fight between the spirits first, isolates the practitioners, unfolds between them, and can't see too much bloody storms, but for the nine spirits first, the strength of the sea is the existence that they can't resist after their cultivation is weakened.

At the same time, the barbarian monks in the ninth peak also showed their pride as barbarians at this moment. Since their last climb, their cultivation has begun another transformation after adapting to the breath of the Taoist real world. This transformation is a thick accumulation, which is a kind of similar to the remnant of the barbarian blood. The meaning of the sacrifice of the living in the Hall of the spirits is the same. In this short period of time, the whole ethnic group is constantly becoming stronger and stronger, fighting crazily in this melee towards the dark morning and the anti-sage.

Su Ming sat on the white bone sea and looked at the scene in front of him. He looked calm and did not change at all. If the knife was to be sharpened, there would be broken edges and corners. If the tree wanted to grow, there would be wind and rain.

The ninth peak, the barbarians, these two most important homes for Su Ming. If they want to grow up, they must experience the wind and rain, and experience everything that any force must experience when it rises.

Only in this way can they grow into a towering existence. Only in this way can they no longer need too much protection from Su Ming, from dependence to self-improvement!

What Su Ming can do is to make the war fairer, but in the end, if the ninth peak can't adapt to such a war, it will be saved by Su Ming, and from then on, the ninth peak and the barbarians will not be born, because such the ninth peak, such a barbarians may not have the time for them to rise The ground.

And if they can grow up, they have the belief of daring to fight, and the will to fight with heaven, fight with people, and fight with all things, then Su Ming will use his all his strength to make the ninth peak, let the barbarians become the strongest clan and ethnic group under the sky!

No one!

Looking at the war ahead, Su Ming's expression slowly appeared with relief. He saw the resistance of the ninth peak, their indomitable and persistence, and the most brilliant light of life burst out at this moment.

Especially in the crowd, the tiger-like tiger held a huge mace in the roar, cursing loudly while waving, and roaring like a thousand armies. There was no naiveness on his face, but the ferociousness that made the enemy around him tremble.

And outside the gate of the ninth peak, the eldest brother, who floated in the air and sat cross-legged in the air without a head, did not take action. What he took action was the witch souls around him. These souls screamed bitterly in the roundabouts, and sometimes rushed out, straight to the dark morning and

Beside the eldest brother, there is the second brother, who is gentle and elegant. At this moment, his expression is unprecedentedly solemn. The orders are coming from him one after another, and all the changes in the battlefield are left. Around him, there are still many monks who have not taken action at the ninth peak, waiting in the battle.

Further away, on the top of the ninth peak, Canglan stood there silently, looking at the distance, looking calm.

The second brother is the soul of the ninth peak, and Fang Canglan is the soul of the barbarians!

And Su Ming, he is no longer the soul of this sect, the soul of this ethnic group, he has withdrawn from sight and become the... god of this sect, this ethnic group!

Today's Su Ming, he can indeed be called a god. If he can't call it a god, there is no god in the world. With the will of the three real worlds, it can make Yan Pei Chenhuang tremble and frightened. This is... Su Ming!

Su Ming's face gradually smiled, but the Yan Peichen Emperor at the lower end of him looked more and more bitter. He did not dare to look back and could only look at the battlefield. However, although the battlefield is still slightly superior to the anti-sage and the practice of the dark morning, but... there is no momentum in them.

The cultivation was strangely sealed 60%, which was originally a great blow and invisible pressure on all the anti-sage and dark morning cultivation, which made their hearts tremble.

We should not have continued to fight, but under the order of Emperor Yan Peichen, we had to fight. The result of this series of things is that the momentum of the dark morning and the anti-sage cultivation is not strong.

If the counterattack of the ninth peak is not too strong, then the momentum of the anti-sage and the dark morning monks will slowly rise again, but what they encounter is an unprecedented fight between the ninth peak. With the continuous death and injury, when the ninth peak monk begins to choose to self-explode before death, in terms of momentum, the cultivation of All are suppressed.

Those dark morning and anti-sage cultivation, they looked at the monks who roared out the five words of the ninth peak glory before death, and their bodies directly collapsed and exploded in the moment they roared out of these five words... If it was just self-exploding, it is impossible to make the dark morning and anti-sage cultivation shake, but It is beyond the power of self-explosion.

Because, they are bound with a large number of jade slips containing the power of chaos, as well as a large number of magic weapons that can self-explode together, and those self-exploding pills developed by the ninth peak, these... with every self-exploding monk, make their self-exploding power instantly It has increased several times.

This kind of madness shocked the dark morning against the saint.

is not one or two, but thousands of thousands of strong roars around the sky, forming self-explosive ripples like a big hand of death sweeping the battlefield, taking away a life that does not want to leave.

In addition, among those self-exploding people, there are also some barbarians. They roared out the word barbarians before they die. The voice contains the reluctance to the barbarians, but they did not hesitate to let themselves who suffered irreversible injuries. In an instant, they self-exploded and used the power of

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