Volume Four Chapter 1249 The big hand from the real world!
The gray butterfly has no other colors. With its wings spread out, it is ten thousand feet long. There is an unspeakable majesty in the sky descending on the earth.
The moment he saw this gray butterfly, Su Ming's mind once again resurfaced a legend that had been circulating in the barbarian world when he was a barbarian...
There is a butterfly, its name is Sangxiang...
"Sang Xiang..." Beside Su Ming, Old Man Tianling appeared for the first time in this barbarian land. He looked at the sky blankly, looking at the gray butterfly, his eyes showed a light of wisdom.
"In my guess, the last link... falls on the legend spread in ancient times, Sang Xiang, it should be like this!" When the old man Tianling murmured, he showed complexity, but this complexity only appeared for a moment.
, was replaced firmly.
"Legend..." Su Ming whispered softly. The legend about Sang Xiang has been circulating in the barbarian land for a long time. That was the first time he knew that there was such a butterfly. Its name was Sang Xiang. The flapping of its wings could cause
The heaven and earth change, and different visions occur every time.
Su Ming still remembered that in the world of Hall of All Souls, when he returned to ancient times, in the prediction of the great Yu Manggong, he also saw the moment when the blood dragon was shattered in the windy and snowy sky.
, a fleeting butterfly appears...
Faintly, Su Ming seemed to understand something. He looked at the gray butterfly in the sky in silence. The butterfly also looked at Su Ming. Its wings suddenly flapped, the breeze swirled, and with the will to destroy everything, it suddenly descended on the entire barbarian land.
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Unfortunately, this butterfly is still not the real Sang Xiang in the legend. It is just a projection, the projection formed by the condensed will of the old man in gray robe.
Su Ming raised his right hand in silence. In the palm of his hand, the desolate cauldron suddenly appeared. The cauldron's bronze light shone. This light covered Su Ming's face, making outsiders unable to see clearly what Su Ming's expression was at this moment. They could only see
As the bronze cauldron became increasingly brighter, a figure gradually appeared on it.
It was a burly figure holding a spear. The moment the figure appeared, a primitive savage aura was immediately released. This aura was so strong that it enveloped the eight wastelands in an instant.
At the same time, the more than 100 million barbarian souls in Su Ming's body woke up from their slumber after Su Ming's barbarian god transformation, and instantly poured into the bronze cauldron, and countless concave and convex faces emerged on it.
As the wings of the gray butterfly flapped, the figure on the bronze tripod suddenly raised its head, revealing its blood-red eyes and a hint of ferocity within them. In a flash, the figure flew straight towards the gray butterfly in the sky.
Its speed was so fast that it rolled up a hurricane. As the hurricane roared, it seemed as if a huge hurricane cauldron was outlined in the world. Also around the cauldron, there were a large number of faces of great barbarian souls that transformed, as if they were roaring.
This cauldron seems illusory, but it has a sense of substance. As it condenses, the spear-wielding figure that rushes out becomes larger and larger, reaching hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.
"Barbarian!!" When this figure rushed out, a hoarse but shocking low roar came out from his mouth. In this roar, he instantly approached and flapped his wings, setting off a gray butterfly with a wind of destruction.
Run towards its right wing.
Su Ming looked calm, holding the cauldron in his right hand, watching everything.
The roaring sound reverberated across the sky and the earth at this moment, and the entire barbarian world was shaking. Under the violent shaking, the figure of the bronze tripod shook in the roaring, and violently collapsed.
However, the gray butterfly's right wing, also in the roar, and as the figure disappeared, large cracks appeared as it trembled, and it fell apart with a bang.
"Unfortunately, this is just a projection you made on your own, not the legendary... Sang Xiang." Su Ming spoke softly, and while the words were swirling around, the gray butterfly in the sky that had lost one of its wings looked at Su Ming fiercely.
The left wing waved again, and the destructive power rolled violently. Su Ming sighed softly.
He raised his right hand and pointed at the gray butterfly with only one wing left. Suddenly, the treasure ring on his finger suddenly flew out. The ring grew bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it was already ten thousand meters tall when it was close to the gray butterfly.
With the impact, the sky shattered, and cracks appeared from the purple and red seals of the sky, until a loud roar reverberated. At this moment, the entire sky... fell into pieces and collapsed. With the collapse of the sky seal, the outside world
Those evil spirits, before they could rush in, were immediately rolled back in the collapse, and their bodies were instantly wiped out.
Also collapsed together was the gray butterfly with only half of its wings left. When the butterfly was broken into pieces and disappeared into smoke, it also took away the will of the old man in gray robe who sighed.
"The one who destroys me is not you..." These were the last words of the old man. Then, the three wills that had always existed in this vortex of death since ancient times were completely... erased forever.
The sky roared, and the fragmentation continued to spread. Looking at it, the sky seemed like gravel that was constantly collapsing. A large number of fragments were opened in the fragmentation. The curtain of doom shook the hearts of everyone who saw it with their own eyes.
In the outside world, Su Ming's ten-thousand-foot-long ring roared and swept across, and all the external evils in its path were shattered. Regardless of their cultivation level, they all disintegrated the moment they touched the ring.
The ring roared and roared, rushing out of the barbarian world with a sharp sound, spinning rapidly in the vortex of death and hurtling towards the exit of the vortex of death.
Its speed was so fast that it went away in an instant, rolling up the mist along the way, blasting away the breath of death, and crushing all the creatures flying out from various spaces. Even the dragon of death was unable to dodge in despair, and his body was suddenly hit.
After being crushed, it was penetrated.
All this is a long story, but in fact, in just over ten breaths, the ring rushed out of the vortex of death and appeared in the Daochen Realm. The moment it appeared, it seemed to have opened a through line.
The passage between the Daochen True World and the Barbarian World turned into a whirlpool, causing the aura of the entire Daochen True World to roar in at this moment.
There is Su Ming's will in this. While rushing into the vortex of the passage, Su Ming from the barbarian world raised his hands and looked up at the broken sky.
"We...leave the vortex of death. From now on, the barbarian world will become part of Daochen's true world! I will take you and the whole world to rush out!"
Su Ming's voice echoed in the ears of every barbarian cultivator, lingering for a long time. As Daochen's breath rolled in the vortex of the passage, looking from a distance, it seemed as if there was a big hand carrying an indescribable force from Daochen's true world.
The momentum penetrated deep into the vortex of death, grabbed hold of the barbarian world, and wanted to take it out directly from the inside!!——
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