Chapter 1200 My Daochen World Chapter 1200 Lingxian and Desolate Beast
I don't know how much time has passed. The old man from the Tianling tribe in the outside world suddenly shrank his eyes, and his expression showed solemnity, because he saw that at this moment, the golden light outside Su Ming's body was getting darker and darker, which was just a few breaths away.
In a matter of seconds, the golden light completely disappeared.
After this disappeared, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened!
The moment Su Ming opened and closed his eyes, the sky roared and the earth shook. A ripple filled with powerful aura spread out uncontrollably from Su Ming's body. Wherever the ripple passed, the sky was distorted and the mist on the earth was everywhere.
Dissipated, an ethereal feeling appeared strongly on Su Ming's body.
At the same time, Su Ming's eyes were exceptionally bright, as if they contained stars. He seemed to give people a different feeling than before, and even had a sense of being out of the world. When he stood there, it seemed that the sky was lowering.
, it seems that the earth has sunk a lot, as if his existence is a kind of person that can make the heaven, earth and sky shake.
His eyes swept across the ground. When he looked into the eyes of the old man from the Tianling Tribe, Su Ming's eyes flashed. The old man's eyes were also dazzling. After the two of them glanced at each other, they both felt each other's breath.
, there is a striking similarity.
That's not the aura of a monk, that's the power of the Spirit!!
It is almost the same state and feeling as the first of Daohai and the first of sand and earth. It is another level of life above all living things, as if it has taken a big step from human beings and turned into first!
The rules of heaven and earth are allowed to change, and the laws of the sky can be seen with closed eyes. Even the will of the Three Desolations that exists in the dark, Su Ming can feel it from a distance at this moment. The improvement of his own life realm makes Su Ming feel...
It was an indescribable feeling, as if... his existence had transcended some kind of imprisonment and reached a level beyond his previous imagination.
If Sanhuang's will is compared to a big fireball comparable to the sun, and if every individual in the crowd is compared to a little firefly, then at this moment, if Su Ming's fire of life burns, it can destroy all living beings.
Although the fire of life is not as good as the will of the Three Desolations, it far surpasses all sentient beings.
Especially his soul, after devouring all the split souls, his current soul is so powerful that if it were scattered, it could be wiped out by will.
A single will can wipe out a monk. Even if the monk is a powerful person, he still cannot resist the sweep of Su Ming's will. Even if there are some powerful people who can resist, Su Ming's will will still strongly intimidate him.
.
It's like the sky within a certain range. Su Ming at this moment can even be compared to the will of God within a certain range. If God wants to die, he has to die, because Su Ming's will can change the rules, disrupt the laws, and shatter nothingness.
This is the power of the first spirit. It is a realm of life that no matter how hard the later spirit practices, it is impossible to reach it.
Unprecedentedly powerful. The feeling of controlling life and death made Su Ming realize the madness of existence the moment he opened his eyes. He took a deep breath and slowly took a step forward.
After taking this step, the world twisted and roared, and a huge vortex appeared in the sky. The vortex rotated roaringly, as if there was a blurry human face inside it, but if you look closely, you will see that the whirlpool is just a whirlpool.
, it seems that everything is an illusion.
"You are..." The eyes of the old man from the Tianling Tribe flashed undetectably.
"Our deal will continue." Su Ming said calmly. He did not directly tell the old man whether he was still the same person as before, but Su Ming himself had clearly understood that he was still the same soul that emitted blue light.
Indeed, it was the blue light that pointed Su Ming to his true soul. It was the blue light that made Su Ming find himself in that loss.
He didn't understand what the blue light was at first, but now that he has become Ling Xianxian, with his majestic soul and the level of life that can transform God's will, he understands that it is his mother's race integrated into his own soul.
The moment he was born, there existed the power of foreign races as the old man Tianling said before.
The old man Tianling narrowed his eyes and was about to say something else when his mind suddenly moved and he raised his head to look at the whirlpool that appeared in the sky. Su Ming also raised his head, although it was a little later than the old man, but it was only a breath later.
That's all.
"After nine splits and re-fusion, he became the Lingxian. He is indeed extremely powerful. This is only the first time he has succeeded..." The old man's mind was moved, but at this moment he had no time to think about the changes in Su Ming's place, because within the vortex in the sky
, at this moment, a roar suddenly came out, and at the same time, dozens of figures suddenly emerged from the whirlpool.
Those figures are not ferocious beasts, but human figures!
They were all monks, wearing various costumes, but most of them were broken. Their eyes showed ferocity, but their expressions were blank.
The aura on their bodies is extremely strange, revealing the vicissitudes of ancient times, and with a strong sense of destruction. There even seems to be a faint will in them. The will seems to be sleeping, not strong, but this will gives people
The feeling is enough to destroy the sky.
The moment Su Ming saw those monks, his mind was shocked. He saw one of those monks. It was the Master Zhanbai whom he saw in the picture of the inheritance of the spiritual position!
The old man who was originally dressed in robes, with gray hair and an immortal spirit, was now like a wild beast, with saliva dripping from his mouth when he opened his mouth. After emerging from the vortex, his eyes looked at Su Ming with ferocity.
When he looked at Su Ming, Su Ming immediately noticed his spiritual aura, and at this moment, there was a sense of confusion. It seemed that the dozens of figures that appeared had an innate influence on Su Ming's spiritual aura.
In order to suppress it, Su Ming even had a feeling that his aura was like some kind of tonic to these figures, and they would approach and devour them without hesitation.
"Thirty-six desolate beasts, Su Ming, I will help you contain these desolate beasts. You have just stepped into Lingxian, and you still need to stabilize your body, cultivation, and soul. This time is very critical. Your existence is now important to these desolate beasts."
It is the best food for animals.
You must try your best to restrain your aura, cultivate your body and soul, and completely stabilize the realm of Lingxian. I will buy you time, you must do it as soon as possible!" As the voice of the old man from the Tianling tribe swirled, he took a step forward,
As the sleeves swung, a ripple spread, directly covering the thirty-six figures, and after stopping their progress, the old man Tianling showed a cold look on his face. He roared with the thirty-six figures.
Su Ming's eyes were filled with coldness. He sat down cross-legged without hesitation. When he closed his eyes, his soul dispersed from his body, and his cultivation was running. According to what the old man Tianling said, he was rapidly integrating and stabilizing his body and soul, and continuously
Slowly shrink the scattered breath and completely lock your own breath within the body.
But Su Ming's aura was too strong. Even the old man from the Tianling tribe had paid more attention to it before, so if he wanted to contain it in his body at this moment, he couldn't do it in a short time. An hour passed quickly.
.
Within this hour, the old man Tianling unfolded his magical powers and cultivation to fight against those desolate beasts. These monks, whom he called desolate beasts, roared like wild beasts, and they had no power of cultivation, and even more
There is no magical power, only an instinct.
But they cannot be erased. Even if the old man of the Tianling Tribe has monstrous cultivation, he still breaks them down again and again and watches them transform again. Even an hour later, there is another roar in the vortex. This
At one time, hundreds of figures appeared.
The expression of the old man of the Tianling tribe became more and more gloomy. He knew that what Su Ming needed now was time, and this time, he had to fight for it. He coldly snorted and made a hand gesture with his right hand, pointed towards the sky, and suddenly the sky roared.
A whisk immediately appeared around the old man, and when it was swept away, a shadow appeared in the sky. During the roar, they started fighting again.
Su Ming immersed himself wholeheartedly in concentrating his aura. His aura had now been reduced to only about a thousand feet, then slowly a hundred feet. When it reached fifty feet, the whirlpool in the sky roared again. This time, the desolate beast monk appeared.
There are thousands.
Seeing that Su Ming's aura was being restrained less and less, from fifty feet to ten feet, and just when he was about to completely restrain it, the thousands of wild beasts in the sky roared in unison, and suddenly collapsed one by one.
The light spots turned into countless light spots. At the moment when the face of the old man Tian Ling changed, these light spots suddenly condensed together and passed directly through the body of the old man Tian Ling like a long river. In an instant, they rushed towards Su Ming and approached Su Ming.
At this moment, the long river of light points turned into a huge ferocious face, opened its mouth, and fiercely swallowed Su Ming.
This face was so big that it was about tens of thousands of feet long. When it approached, it was like the sky was sinking. It was so fast that it was on top of Su Ming's head in an instant. The open mouth was about to swallow Su Ming. At the moment, Su Ming opened his eyes fiercely.
Eyes, all the breath in his body was completely contained within his body at this moment.
He raised his head and stared with cold eyes at the face as huge as the sky above. The face also froze at this moment. It was less than ten feet away from Su Ming. It stared at Su Ming, and Su Ming also stared at it.
.
In just a few breaths, the ferocious face suddenly showed a smile. As the smile became more ferocious, the face quickly dissipated, but at the moment it dissipated, there was a flash of red lightning between his eyebrows, whistling.
He stood up and headed straight for the whirlpool in the sky. Then, the whirlpool recovered from the roar and slowly calmed down.
When the old man Tianling saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed.
"Desolate Tribulation..."
"What is desolate calamity?" Su Ming's expression showed no change in his heart at all. He slowly stood up from his cross-legged position, looked at the sky returning to normal, and spoke calmly.
"After the spiritual ascension is successful, desolate beasts will mostly appear. If there is help or you can survive it yourself, there will be no trouble, but there is also a very rare possibility that desolate catastrophe will occur...
The power of desolation is enough to destroy all wills. I have experienced it once. It was also that time that all my people died. Even I don’t know how I survived, because half the time, I had already lost
consciousness.
When I woke up, the disaster was gone, but all my tribe members were dead. One of my descendants, when I woke up, my hand was piercing his chest...
The disaster will not come immediately, but it can come at any time within the next year..." The old man Tianling was silent for a moment, and said slowly with a hint of pain in his expression.
Third update tomorrow, please vote for me (to be continued...)