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Chapter 567: The famous nephew in the Eastern Wasteland... (Fourth update)
Yamu stared blankly at the people of the Ming clan, his mind going blank at the moment. He suddenly felt that he had made the right decision to come to the island of the Ming clan while escaping.
The old man in mid-air looked gloomy at this moment. As a middle-stage barbarian soul, he could be considered a strong person in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, but now he faced more than a dozen people on this small island who seemed to him to be very weak. I feel a sense of fear!
This fear is very direct and clear!
This fear, the evil spirit and indifference of more than a dozen people from that island, even children are so indifferent. It is not that he has never met such a person, but he has never met such a nation!
"Ming clan, I remember it." The old man spoke slowly after a long while.
"After I kill you, I will tell me that in the Eastern Wilderness, there is a clan with destiny in the land of Nanchen. All the people of this clan must be slaughtered on sight!!" The old man's words revealed murderous intent and chill, but there was no trace of murderous intention and chill. The expressions of these more than ten people from the Ming clan have changed slightly.
Even the children showed no fear and remained indifferent.
This kind of indifference made Yamu feel chills all over his body when he saw it. As for the old man from the Eastern Wilderness who was hostile to them, he even looked at him with disgust. , the sky and the earth suddenly roared, and in the rolling clouds in front of him, a huge statue with a height of more than 30 feet slowly descended.
Together with this statue, the whole world is filled with strong pressure. What kind of statue is this? It is clearly the image of the old man's wild soul! !
As soon as this image came out, it indicated that the old man had already used all his strength to kill everyone here!
The dozen or so people from the Ming clan sat down cross-legged one by one in indifference at this moment. They gathered together and surrounded the stone statue of Su Ming. They closed their eyes and no longer paid attention to the old man and his brutal image in the sky, but murmured. with words swirling around.
"My clan was born in the wilderness, and we have worshiped Lord Mo from generation to generation..."
"Mo Zun is a god, and our clan fights for our lives, wanting to control our own destiny..."
"The sky has no eyes, the earth has no tears, and the sky has no thoughts. Let my family be abandoned and lose their future. Let my family unite, and let my family... rise up for fate!"
Yamu and the barbarian woman stared blankly at the group of people from the Ming clan. The two of them felt that the Ming clan was crazy, and the weirdness of the Ming clan also made them pale.
The old man from the Eastern Wilderness in the sky pointed his right hand at the island with a sneer, and his statue immediately emitted a dazzling light. Under this light, the image melted, forming hundreds of rays of light that went straight to the earth.
The roaring light turned into ferocious faces as it galloped, engulfing all the creatures on the island.
"This is the last blow that the Ming Clan left to themselves...sacrifice their lives, merge with the death energy, and bloom their last cry of vitality and struggle for fate." Su Ming stood up and walked towards the place where the Ming Clan sat cross-legged. More than ten people, let’s go.
His pace didn't look fast, but it was just one step, and he stood on top of the stone statue surrounded by Ming clansmen. The moment he stood there, a soft wave spread out, blocking the sacrifice of Ming clansmen , the moment they opened their eyes, there was only one figure in their eyes.
Standing on the stone statue, Su Ming's figure!
The long hair is fluttering in the sea breeze, the white clothes are blowing, the deep eyes and the aura that can replace the sky.
"Mo Zun!!" All the people of the Ming clan were shocked, and the indifference that seemed to remain unchanged for a long time melted immediately, and was replaced by a frenzy, a frenzy that frightened people after seeing it !
This enthusiasm is in sharp contrast to the previous indifference!
Su Ming's eyes swept over these people of the Ming clan and nodded. Behind him, hundreds of ghostly lights in the sky turned into grimaces, coming roaring with their mouths wide open.
"It's over." The moment Su Ming turned around and looked at the sky, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he raised his right hand and punched the sky.
As soon as this punch fell, a violent wind with Su Ming as the center whipped up from the earth. Following Su Ming's fist, it flew straight to the sky. This violent wind came suddenly, and the moment the sound of sobbing suddenly appeared, it rushed from the earth. Towards the sky, wherever the ghost light touched, it immediately roared and circled, and those ghost lights did not resist at all, and suddenly collapsed.
In an instant, the gust of wind lifted by Su Ming destroyed all the gloomy light, and rushed towards the clouds in the sky. After touching the clouds, there was a shocking bang, and the clouds shook and dispersed, flying in all directions. Roll away.
The face of the old man from Donghuang changed drastically. He stared at Su Ming who suddenly appeared. His heart was filled with shock and shock. He had not noticed that there were other people on the island before.
Su Ming's appearance seemed to have squeezed into his eyes, and the momentum he created when he took action made him feel terrified.
All these things illustrate one thing, the young man in front of him has power beyond himself!
He was already shocked by the life clan here, but now someone who shocked him appeared again. Without any hesitation, the old man grabbed the young man beside him, backed up quickly, and ran away without any words.
With a calm expression, Su Ming stood on the stone statue and took a step forward. After taking this step, his figure disappeared, and when he appeared, he was already in front of the retreating old man.
Without further ado, Su Ming raised his right hand after appearing, and pointed at the center of the old man's brow. This finger, in the eyes of the old man, seemed to be the law of heaven and earth. Eyes wide open, he let out a low growl, regardless of whether he was embarrassed or not, the barbaric lines all over his body appeared in an instant, forming a phantom of a majestic mountain in front of him.
This shadow seemed to envelop Su Ming and try to seal him.
"Collapse!!" The old man roared as he retreated. At the same time, a light flashed between his eyebrows, and immediately in front of him, his beastly image transformed again. This time, the beastly image was a bit more solid than the one that appeared before!
Then the old man still felt uneasy. When he raised his left hand, a big cauldron immediately appeared in his hand. The cauldron was square. After it appeared, the four sides of the cauldron were carved with four strange beasts. At this moment, the four beasts woke up and roared. , scroll the tripod and move.
But almost at the moment before he let out the word collapse, the illusory mountain that shrouded Su Ming's body exploded. At the moment of its collapse, Su Ming's finger did not stop at all, and pressed his finger on the old man's chest. Pretty much above.
With the roar, the statue shuddered and immediately fell into pieces, turning into bloodshot fragments and scattering. The old man who retreated spurted out blood, with a look of shock on his face. He saw the square tripod in front of him. , was touched by the black-haired youth.
The cauldron buzzed, huge cracks appeared on it, and it collapsed from the middle, split into two halves and shot out, so that there was no barrier between the old man and Su Ming.
Su Ming's indifferent finger touched the old man's eyebrow at lightning speed.
The old man's body trembled violently, but the moment he was hit, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood on the boy who was holding his wrist. Before the boy could scream, his body withered rapidly, and finally exploded opened into flesh and blood.
At the same time, the old man retreated sharply, but was able to survive under Su Ming's finger!But his survival was due to the fact that at the most critical moment, he used a secret technique that would have endless consequences, allowing his disciples to die on their behalf!
"Savage Soul Dzogchen!! You are Brutal Soul Dzogchen!!!" The old man in the Eastern Wilderness was extremely embarrassed at the moment, but his life and death were at stake, and he couldn't take care of it at this moment. He opened his eyes wide, showing disbelief.
At the moment just now, he felt strong death and overwhelming fear from Su Ming's finger. In his opinion, it was not possible for late-stage barbarian souls to do this. There is...the Great Perfection of Savage Soul!
The fear in his heart was like a huge wave that drowned him. Although he was in the middle stage of the barbaric soul, he was still a human being after all, not a soul without thoughts. He also had fear and fear, and he also lost his temper, but it was very rare, but when he encountered When he reached what he considered to be the Great Perfection of Barbarian Soul judgment, it was inevitable that he would be so shocked.
You know... there are only six people with great perfection in the wild soul in the entire Eastern Wasteland!Each one is famous and unparalleled!
As he was retreating, he was confused and bitter. He remembered the word fishing that his disciple had said not long ago. Now he had indeed caught a fish, but this fish was not something he could fight against.
He knew that he could not escape from the Dzogchen of a barbarian soul. At this moment, he simply stopped escaping and went crazy. He raised his right hand and pressed it hard between his eyebrows.
Immediately, the barbaric patterns on his body appeared, and suddenly seemed to burn. This was the special magical power of the Barbarian Soul Realm, burning barbaric patterns!His momentum continued to rise at this moment, his eyes were red, and he was really about to use his magical power at all costs.
An indifferent voice came to his ears, and this voice became his life force and an eternal word.
"My left hand represents the past, the reversal of time, at the time of fate..."
The moment he heard the voice, he felt that the world around him suddenly seemed different. The burning barbaric patterns on his body were extinguished, and his retreating steps were reversed. When he was confused, he saw Su Ming's figure. There was a sharp pain on the center of his brow when that finger came.
Then, everything went dark... only a sound in the ear was left, the clear sound of soul collapse.
In the eyes of the people of the Ming clan, Yamu and the barbarian woman, they saw that the old man from Donghuang was retreating, but he suddenly took a few steps forward, as if he took the initiative to reach Su Ming's raised finger. , the head exploded, and the body fell to the ground. When he went to the storage bag, he flew out by himself and was grabbed by Su Ming.
"Members of the Ming clan, join Mo Zun!" Beside Yamu, the dozen or so Ming clans knelt on the ground one by one and looked at Su Ming feverishly.
Yamu stared blankly at Su Ming, he thought this Mo Zun looked familiar...
The barbarian woman next to him had disbelief in her eyes at this moment.
"Su...Su Ming!!"
"Senior Nephew Ziyan, long time no see... How is my second senior brother?" Su Ming looked at the barbarian woman in mid-air, with a feeling of age.
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The fourth update is here. I will leave in September and come back in October. I will continue to double the amount. Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket for October! ! !National Day is the celebration of a strong country. I am looking forward to this year’s National Day, to a strong country with military force, and to a certain island being shocked!
I also look forward to the increase in monthly tickets for seeking magic in October, hehe, ask for monthly tickets! !
(End of this chapter)