Chapter 1220 My Daochen World Chapter 1220 Ancient slave
Ancient God Taga's eyes flashed, and the eight points between his eyebrows suddenly shone. He stared at Su Ming and suddenly grinned, with a touch of contempt in his smile.
"Although you are kind to this God, this favor is not as great as you think. Today, this God will not make it difficult for you. But if you continue to pester me, don't blame me for crushing your body." Taga's voice was filled with disdain.
The condescension in his words was quite obvious, and it was no wonder that he was like this. After all, he was no longer a seven-star, but an eight-star ancient god who in his impression could dominate the clan and be called a strong one.
"You can try it." Su Ming said calmly.
As soon as he said this, the ancient god Taga suddenly flashed murderous intent in his eyes, snorted coldly, and suddenly stepped towards Su Ming. He raised his right hand, and as he moved, he punched Su Ming through the air.
Roared away.
"I don't know what's wrong!" He sneered, and his punch with the power of the Eight-Star Ancient God shook the sky and changed at the moment it was blasted. It was like the starry sky was about to collapse, like the sky was sinking, and it was heading straight towards Su Ming.
A bright light flashed in Su Ming's eyes. The dragon-slaying shadow behind him did not move. He took a step forward. After approaching the tower in an instant, he raised his right hand and made a fist. In the simplest way, without any magical powers, he directly struck.
The fist collided with the huge fist of the ancient god.
With a bang, Su Ming's body shook, and he stomped back nearly a hundred feet. With his right foot, the starry sky shook and appeared distorted. As for the ancient god Taga, his body remained motionless.
His expression was arrogant and contemptuous, and he walked straight towards Su Ming again.
"I only used 70% of my strength just now. If you dare to step forward this time, your body will collapse!"
"Today's physical body can defeat the Seven Stars, but the power of the Eight-Star Ancient God has increased so much..." Su Ming shook his head, and after suppressing the boiling of blood and energy in his body, he raised his right hand and clenched it fiercely.
Countless barbarian souls instantly appeared around his right hand. These souls were instantly integrated into Su Ming's right hand, followed by his left hand. Both legs and even Su Ming's entire body were fused with hundreds of millions of barbarian souls at this moment, causing
Su Ming's body expanded rapidly and became dozens of feet tall.
It contains a powerful aura and exudes an unspeakable momentum. When he clenches his fist, power seems to be born in Su Ming's fist. This is Su Ming's... Barbarian God Transformation!
Transform into a barbarian god, possess a barbarian body. Condensate barbarian bones, condense the will of hundreds of millions of barbarian souls, and instantly burst out the strongest physical power of the barbarians like a throwback to his ancestors!
As soon as the Barbarian God transformed, the eyes of the approaching Taga suddenly shrank, and a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his mind. After the Barbarian God transformation, Su Ming stepped forward and turned into a rainbow and headed straight for Taga.
One punch!
The roar was overwhelming. With a deafening sound, Su Ming, who had transformed into a wild god, collided with Natajia's fist in his right hand. The roar of the explosive treasure spread to the surroundings in an instant. Under the impact of the sweeping impact, Tajia's expression showed difficulty.
With an expression of confidence, his body rolled back violently, but was hit by Su Ming's punch and he was knocked back thousands of feet.
Su Ming's body was shaken. He took two steps back, looked up and looked calm again.
The second punch!
A loud rumbling sound swirled in the sky. Taga spurted out blood, and retreated again, and a roar came from his mouth.
"Damn, this is impossible. I am an ancient god, I am an eight-star ancient god. It is impossible for a primitive and barbaric cultivator like you to have the power to shake this god head-on!!" Taga's eyes were red as he stepped back.
He twisted his body violently, trying to change direction and attack Su Ming, but the moment he paused, Su Ming's figure appeared in front of him.
The third punch!
This punch directly hit Tajia's chest, causing Tajia to let out a shrill roar. When blood spurted out again, his body trembled and stepped back. Su Ming's indifferent expression seemed to be in Tajia's eyes at this moment.
Under the infinite magnification of the shadow, Su Ming punched his fourth punch.
This scene was witnessed by the surrounding monks, who turned into silence and shock. This was an overwhelming advantage. Nattajia seemed to have no power to fight back. Under Su Ming's punch after punch, his body was completely shattered.
It seemed like it was about to collapse, blood kept spurting out, and the panic in its eyes became more and more intense.
The fifth punch!
The sixth punch!
As the rumbling sound echoed continuously in the void, Su Ming punched six times in a row. Natajia's body kept retreating, but he could not escape due to Su Ming's speed. All this happened in just a few seconds.
It only took a breath, until Su Ming approached again, raised his right hand, made a fist and punched the last one.
The seventh punch!
This punch poured all the power of Su Ming's Barbarian Divine Transformation into it. The moment it was punched, it was as if Su Ming's fist had turned into a black hole, absorbing all the light around and turning everything into nothingness. When it landed directly on the chest of the ancient god Taga,
A muffled roar suddenly erupted from Tajja's body, and Tajja's body shook. This time, he did not fall back, but his huge body was directly hit by Su Ming's punch.
It turned into an arc. When Taga fell, countless cracks appeared on his body, and his flesh and blood were blurred. Especially his chest looked like it was about to explode. His consciousness was blurred. Su Ming's punch
It directly shattered his meridians, especially the eight star points on his eyebrows, which all dimmed at this moment, as if they were about to go out.
It was at this moment that Su Ming's time for the Man Divine Transformation ended, and his body returned to normal. He stood in the sky and looked coldly at the ancient god Taga who fell there.
"With impure blood, if it were an Eight-Star Ancient God with pure blood, you wouldn't be able to defeat him so easily with your Barbarian God Transformation power." The old man from the Tianling Tribe who was always present next to Su Ming said calmly.
"Isn't the blood pure..." Su Ming's eyes flashed. He originally planned to seize Taga's body so that he could have an ancient god's clone. Therefore, he had just helped him unlock his imprisonment before, but at this moment he gave up the idea.
, if he wants a clone, he will also want a clone of an ancient god with pure blood.
However, it would be a pity to just wipe it out. A strange light appeared in Su Ming's eyes. At the moment when Natajia was struggling to get up, Su Ming closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, the thought of the sky immediately turned into a spiritual being.
After the will of heaven replaced the sky and became the will of God, it suddenly descended on Taga's body.
"Being the slave of Mo, this is God's will." The moment Su Ming opened his eyes and spoke lightly, Taga immediately let out a shrill scream. He pressed his head with both hands. In his head, God's will was like an invisible net at this moment.
, tightly trapping his soul like a seal, directly imprinting Su Ming's will into it.
This is a sharper method than the one used by the South Alliance to control this ancient god. This is the coming of God's will to forcibly enslave Tajia. He does not give Tajia the slightest chance to resist. He screams and whirls, and gradually disappears after about ten breaths. Tajia
In silence, Jia put down the hands that were pressing on his head and looked at Su Ming complicatedly. After a long time, he lowered his head and leaned towards Su Ming in the sky.
At the same time, the five hundred thousand monks of the Southern League around him were shocked. The moment Su Ming glanced at him, they all knelt down and showed their intention to surrender. At the same time, their respective souls were released by Su Ming.
Its mark of providence.
Except for Xu Hui and Deshun, when everyone here had Su Ming's mark in their souls, a majestic outer force suddenly surged towards Su Ming, causing Su Ming to immediately absorb it.
By transforming these external conditions into his own, Su Ming's spiritual power doubled at this moment and spread in all directions.
At this moment, from the direction of the ninth peak, there was also a large amount of invisible condensation of fate. While covering Su Ming's body, it caused Su Ming's soul to tumble and wave. He had a strong feeling that as long as there was another
With the fate of hundreds of thousands of monks, he can reach the stage of seizing the Daochen in advance.
Forcibly suppressing the strong feeling in his heart, Su Ming glanced at Xu Hui and Deshun, and instantly appeared in front of Xu Hui with a step.
Xu Hui's body was trembling, the scorpion mark between her eyebrows was distorted, and a shadow of a scorpion appeared behind her, seeming to be extremely nervous. Deshun behind her looked at Su Ming even more anxiously, his heart filled with fear. He didn't know the stranger in front of him.
What exactly is the strong man going to do?
"When did she lose her memory?" Su Ming looked away from Xu Hui and fell on Deshun's face.
Deshun's expression suddenly changed, his body trembled, and he hesitated.
"Senior said, I don't quite understand..." Deshun suddenly grabbed Xu Hui while trembling and pulled her behind him. He didn't know why he did this move, it seemed to come naturally.
Xu Hui did not refuse. Su Ming put great pressure on her. This pressure made her look pale and there was panic in her eyes, but for some reason, she felt complicated in her heart.
Su Ming looked at this scene with a calm expression, but he sighed softly in his heart. He ignored Deshun and walked towards Xu Hui. Xu Hui's expression immediately changed and she instinctively wanted to back away. Deshun even more so
His eyes instantly became bloodshot, and he seemed to have forgotten Su Ming's cultivation level while roaring, and was about to take action.
But before he could take action, Su Ming's right index finger had already touched Xu Hui's forehead.
"Under the catastrophe of Daochen Sect, I used this strange magical power to protect myself. However, this technique is not perfect. It will cause the soul to split and a second consciousness appear. Now the original intention is sleeping and the second consciousness has occupied the body."
There was a flash of light between Su Ming's right hand, and immediately a wave of waves poured directly into Xu Hui's body. Xu Hui's expression suddenly showed a sign of struggle. The look she looked at Su Ming was sometimes familiar, sometimes complicated, and sometimes unfamiliar.
But soon, the strangeness gradually showed signs of disappearing. Su Ming's finger directly stirred Xu Hui's sleeping soul, causing it to show signs of awakening.
"It can't be like this..." Deshun's body trembled, his red eyes showed madness and pain, and he looked at Xu Hui murmuringly. He knew that under his contact with the other party over the years, even though he had been bullied, he still depended on each other.
Over the years, he unknowingly developed feelings for Xu Hui.
He understood that what he liked was not the Xu Hui of the past, but the second consciousness in this body at this moment, so he did not take Xu Hui to find Su Ming at all, but joined the Southern Alliance. (To be continued...