The barbarian land shook as a whole, and huge cracks suddenly appeared on the ground without the Dead Sea. These cracks were criss-crossing, but except for the edge areas, the interior did not collapse.
Just on the edge of the ground, under the spread of the ravines and the violent vibrations, stairs suddenly appeared, as if the earth was slowly rising after splitting.
The sky was completely shattered, and one could directly see the chaotic void of the whirlpool of death outside. Su Ming was in mid-air, and when he raised his arms, his hair was flying, his gown was dancing, and his eyes were shining brightly.
"With the intention of my true world..." Su Ming's voice suddenly echoed, and the barbarian world was shaken. The aura of the true world filled all directions, as if it had truly turned into a big hand, grabbing the barbarian world with one palm, and
It slowly lifted up.
Countless barbarian tribesmen were shaken one by one. They were not afraid, but their expressions were filled with excitement and upliftment. They all worshiped Su Ming one after another. Even though the sound waves were roaring in the sky and the earth, they could not suppress the reverberation.
"Barbarian God!"
"Barbarian God!!"
"Barbarian God!!!"
"The fate of the barbarians, the top of the real world!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he raised his right hand and waved around. Immediately, the barbarian world was filled with violent roars, and the world was filled with energy condensed over thousands of years.
The power of destiny, comparable to 160 million in the outside world, suddenly appeared in unison, rushing straight towards Su Ming and approaching with a roar.
There are 160 million fate laws inside, and there is the hand of Daochen True Realm outside. With Su Ming as the center, they condensed together and exploded with power that could shake the vortex of death.
This power caused the big hand that grabbed the barbarian world to suddenly expand, and it almost turned into substance. It grabbed the barbarian world and rose directly from the ground!
Countless islands, countless barbarians, and even the dust of the barbarian world rushed out of the ground at this moment, leaving a huge depression and blasting out the dead space that accommodated the barbarian world.
Su Ming stretched out his arms, his hair flying, and his body remained motionless. However, as he rushed out of the space with the barbarian world, all the barbarian people saw... a world they could not see originally!!
This scene seems to be what the Great Yu Mangong said when he was in charge of Mantian, the world he saw was invisible to outsiders!
Perhaps that was because he was blind, but perhaps it was precisely because he was blind that the world he saw had a certain inheritance significance. But in any case, at this moment... Su Ming asked all the barbarian tribesmen to let them
...I saw the world that only Su Ming could see before!
The 600,000 worshiping barbarians, as well as the many more tribesmen on the island who could not come to worship the barbarian god, all looked up at this moment and saw the mist of the whirlpool of death, and saw the surrounding area outside the barbarian world. They all took a breath.
They seemed to have stopped, watching all of this in a daze. Below them, below the barbarian land, was a hollow space that became farther and farther away.
If you look at this scene from a distance, you can clearly see that the entire world of the barbarians has become a huge stone. On this stone is the land where the barbarians live, as well as the heritage of the barbarians and the islands. This stone
Chuan is now rushing out of the barbarian space and rushing into the death hurricane in the endless whirlpool.
"I will take you... to see the world that you have never been able to see!" Su Ming's voice reached the ears of every barbarian tribesman. Under their excitement and roar, Su Ming took the barbarian world to this gloomy world.
Howling away in the death vortex.
The big hand holding the barbarian world was filled with unbreakable power. Even if it was swept by the vortex and eroded by the deathly mist, it did not waver at all. Instead, it maintained a certain speed and rose rapidly.
But in this vortex of death, it has always been possible to enter and not get out. Even the immortals back then only used formations to penetrate and avoid the vortex of death. But now, the formations of the immortals have long been
It collapsed. As a result, the only way to escape from the vortex of death was in the reverse direction. This difficulty was something Su Ming had tried without success. Senior Brother's people had also tried it. In the end, they could only leave with the help of the three great wills.
If Su Ming could do nothing this time, he could easily leave, even if there were thousands of people, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of people. Although it was a bit difficult for Su Ming, he could still take them away, but at this moment...
Su Ming brought all the people of the barbarian tribe and the earth of the barbarian world with him. As a result, it was not easy for Su Ming. In fact, Su Ming did not want to leave with the earth before coming to the barbarian world.
Thoughts, but the fate that had accumulated in the barbarian world for thousands of years, gave Su Ming this opportunity.
The fusion of the power of the true world and fate gives Su Ming the ability to make this impossible thing possible!
However, the sucking power from the vortex of death became more and more violent as the barbarian land rose. In just a moment, the whistling sound of the sucking was deafening, as if there was also a big hand grabbing the barbarian land.
To pull it back again.
If that was all, that would be enough, but while the power of the absorption was swirling, a gap suddenly opened from the large amount of space in the whirlpool of death, and a large number of vicious clans of different shapes rushed out with a roar, until
Go to the barbarian land.
It was as if there was a will that Su Ming could not feel, swirling in the vortex of death at this moment, causing those vicious tribes to appear to stop Su Ming's crazy move.
"Barbarian cultivators obey the order and kill all those who block our barbarian tribe from rushing out!" Su Ming's eyes flashed, and with a flick of his sleeve, a soft light immediately covered the earth, protecting the fragile barbarians on the islands on the ground, and then spoke decisively.
.
Without experiencing killing, no strong person will rise. Nowadays, the overall cultivation level of the barbarian tribe has improved, but this improvement must go through life and death before it can truly become one's own cultivation level. Therefore, at this moment, Su Ming could have protected him, but he did not.
To see the outside world, which is filled with a whirlpool of death, requires paying a price. The barbarian tribesmen need to be made aware of the hardships, so that the barbarian tribes can have the confidence to face all the ups and downs in the future as they rise.
And even if Su Ming came to help this time, allowing the barbarians to be protected from harm under his protection, Su Ming could not protect the barbarians for a lifetime. The catastrophe coming from Nisheng and Dark Chen across the entire Three Wastes was about to come. This time...
...is a test. If this test cannot be passed, the barbarians will not be qualified to face the next catastrophe.
In that case, instead of dying at the hands of foreigners, it would be better to...not leave the vortex of death.
"These clans from various spaces in the vortex of death have strong and weak cultivations. The strong ones are beyond your two realms. I will destroy them!
The weak are in the same realm as you, or slightly higher. You will destroy them on your own. You can either rush out of here with me alive and witness the rise of the barbarians in the outside world, or... die here!
What the barbarians want is not flowers that grow under protection, but... towering trees that stand in the wind and rain!" Su Ming's voice was cold, and his words echoed in the minds of the 600,000 barbarian monks, making these barbarians one by one.
A red light immediately appeared in his eyes, and a strong murderous intent and wild aura erupted from every barbarian tribesman.
The rise of the barbarians is almost the most desired pursuit of all the barbarian tribesmen. At this moment, they burst out with the strongest murderous intention in their lives without hesitation. This murderous intention soared into the sky and went straight into the vortex of death. Outside the barbarian land, now,
Races from various spaces are roaring in.
Especially Nangong Hen and others, whose cultivation level has increased the most. At this moment, they looked up to the sky and roared, rising up first, with murderous intent.
There are also those monks from the Ming clan. Killing is nothing to them. Whether they are foreigners or sea beasts, they have killed too many people for thousands of years. At this moment, they rushed out one by one with indifferent expressions, and their figures were as if they were leaving the string.
The arrow shoots straight into the whirlpool.
Fang Canglan's face became increasingly pale, but she still endured it and looked at everything with a smile. But how could Su Ming not see her weakness here? Almost at the same time that the 600,000 monks rushed out, Su Ming's body
In a flash, he appeared next to Fang Canglan and held her hand.
A pure breath of Haoyang instantly integrated into Fang Canglan's body, merged with the breath of Yin and Death, and turned into a life that belonged to Fang Canglan. With this injection of life, Fang Canglan's complexion slowly improved. She looked up at Su Ming, and bit
He pressed his lower lip as if to say something.
"I know that your body is a little different from that of the barbarians. Perhaps...you are not a cultivator of the barbarians. Compared to these people who have multiplied in the land of the underworld and are accustomed to the aura of the underworld like dead people, you...
Possessing the power of Haoyang from the outside world." Su Ming looked at Fang Canglan and spoke softly.
Su Ming already knew this from the scene when Su Ming's blood fell on Fang Canglan's fingertips and immediately dissipated.
"So, even though I have changed the arrival of the true aura before so that the barbarians can adapt to it, you are still uncomfortable here. Now that the death aura of the Yin Death Vortex is thick, you will be even more uncomfortable." Su Ming looked at him softly.
As Fang Canglan spoke, as the barbarian world roared in this whirlpool of death, there were bursts of screams and killing sounds from above. It was the 600,000 barbarian tribesmen who were fighting against the evil of the neighboring foreigners.
A battle of life and death.
"but……"
"I'll get used to it!" Fang Canglan took a deep breath, looked at Su Ming, and spoke seriously. Her serious look made her already beautiful face even more charming.
Su Ming looked at Fang Canglan, smiled slightly, took her hand, and said softly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't adapt to it. I will let the sky adapt to you." As Su Ming spoke, he raised his left hand and pointed upward. Immediately, a finger of wind suddenly rose up, passing through the gap between the barbarian tribesmen, and fell directly into a capable person.
The four-armed man between his eyebrows, with a cultivation comparable to that of the Palm Realm, was about to kill a barbarian cultivator with a ferocious smile. But almost as soon as he took action, there was a bang between his eyebrows, and his whole head collapsed...——
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