Su Ming returned to the Yin Death Vortex, not only for the sake of the barbarians, but also to explore the aura of the Emperor Tian. Therefore, when he broke out of the Yin Death Vortex, he told Fang Canglan that he wanted to enter the Yin Death Vortex again.
But before he could finish these words, a sudden sense of crisis came from within the true world that clearly belonged to Su Ming, and instantly filled Su Ming's mind. The intensity of this crisis made him feel like he would have escaped death, or even ten times.
The feeling of lifelessness.
The words of the old man Tianling echoed. In fact, before the old man Tianling said anything, Su Ming already knew... that his spiritual calamity had arrived!
After a moment of silence, Su Ming suddenly smiled freely and took a deep look at Fang Canglan.
"Take the barbarians and wait for me outside the Yin Death."
Fang Canglan's face turned pale again. This time it was not because she was not used to the aura of the real world, but because she vaguely guessed that something had changed in Su Ming at that moment.
This change is not a fate, but a catastrophe of life and death.
Looking at Su Ming, Fang Canglan hugged him gently in silence, without speaking or speaking. Everything seemed to be contained in this hug, wordless and endless.
As soon as she turned around, Canglan left. She didn't ask any questions or show any affection. She just showed firmness in her eyes before turning around, not to let Su Ming be distracted and to help him lead the barbarians. This is what she is doing now.
, the only one who can help is Su Ming.
The roaring sound of the barbarian earth rose to the sky, and after rushing out of the vortex of death, they floated directly in the starry sky of the real world. This starry sky is Su Ming's clone. All the changes in the aura here can be done by Su Ming's spiritual thoughts in a blink of an eye.
arrive.
He looked at the barbarian land going away, looked at the countless barbarian tribesmen on the land, bowing to him one by one, looked at Fang Canglan in the crowd, and seemed to be gazing deeply at him.
The smile on Su Ming's face became more free and easy.
"The Lingxian Tribulation... If I can't survive this calamity in my current state, even with the help of the old man Tian Ling, then maybe no one in this world can truly survive it." Su Ming's eyes showed determination, and he turned around and took a step forward.
In the whirlpool of death.
The reason why he chose the Yin Death Whirlpool was not only to look for the traces of Di Tian and the secrets in the Yin Death Whirlpool, but also the whispers from the old man Tianling when the Lingxian Tribulation arrived.
"This is the moment of calamity. You still have seven days. After seven days... no matter where you are, this calamity will come. I just don't know how it will come to you."
"Back in the whirlpool of death, if I guess correctly, there... is the most suitable place for you to overcome the tribulation among the three wastelands!"
The solemn words of the old man Tian Ling came to Su Ming's mind. When he turned around to look, he saw the old man Tian Ling next to him. The old man's expression was solemn, but more of an expectation.
He was looking forward to Su Ming's calamity, because he was going to fight this calamity. In that battle, if he lost, he would die. If he won, he would be qualified to become the ninth spiritual ancestor, whether it was for himself or for others.
Clan members, he is going to fight this spiritual calamity!
"Seven days, then there is still some time to find Di Tian." Su Ming stepped into the vortex of death and whizzed away. The power of absorption and the breath of death in this vortex seemed not to be too much for Su Ming.
Multiple functions.
When one has reached his level of cultivation, he will not fall unless he encounters some ancient beings.
Su Ming's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly swayed as he roared, and he rushed into a space world in the whirlpool. This was a vast ocean world, similar to the dead sea of the barbarians, but the color was not black, but
It's blue.
The moment he stepped into this world, Su Ming's spiritual consciousness suddenly dispersed and swept across it in an instant, causing the hearts of all the clansmen in this world to shake. Su Ming turned around and left without hesitation.
"No." Su Ming murmured, his body swayed again in the vortex of death, and he instantly entered a space world. There was an endless desert there, and the strong aura of death formed a mist. But when Su Ming stepped in,
As his consciousness spread, these mist quickly disappeared.
"It doesn't exist here either." Su Ming swept his consciousness, turned around and left. Just like that, Su Ming galloped all the way in this whirlpool of death, stepping into all the spatial worlds in front of him.
Every time he entered a place, he would unfold his spiritual consciousness to check Di Tian's aura. As Su Ming's divine consciousness in the true world, as long as he entered the hidden space of Di Tian, Su Ming was confident that even if he could not detect everything, he would be able to detect it.
You will definitely find clues.
One place, two places... When the first day passed, Su Ming had searched thousands of spaces, but he could not find the slightest trace of Emperor Tian's aura. After all, there were many space worlds in this vortex of death.
For the entire Yin Death Vortex, a thousand is not a drop in the bucket, but it is really not much.
"If we continue searching like this, even if we use up seven days, it will be difficult to search them all. After all, there are too many spatial worlds here..." Su Ming paused in this vortex of death, and after his eyes flashed a few times,
He suddenly raised his right hand and slapped it between his eyebrows.
With this shot, Su Ming's body shook, and his consciousness suddenly seemed to split, from one to two, from two to four... until it transformed into ten thousand copies, surrounded by ten thousand copies of his consciousness.
Around it, another vortex seemed to be formed within this vortex of death.
Tens of thousands of spiritual consciousnesses is unimaginable to monks, because if their spiritual consciousness is transformed into ten thousand copies, it must be weakened to the extreme, and it may even be impossible to achieve this at all. Will they be divine in this attempt?
Consciousness is shattered and dies.
In Su Ming's case, he is the spirit ancestor who has seized the Daochen True Realm, and has a clone of the True Realm. Therefore, he has the qualification to transform his divine consciousness into ten thousand parts, and he can also maintain the inner strength of each divine consciousness.
Have certain investigative capabilities.
At this moment, his eyes flashed, and Su Ming pushed his hands forward. Immediately, with a bang, the ten thousand spiritual consciousness rushed straight around, rushing into ten thousand spatial worlds, sweeping across, looking for traces of Di Tian.
.
Time passed, the second day, the third day, and the fourth day. As Su Ming continued to sink into the vortex of death, his consciousness searched batch after batch based on every ten thousand spaces.
However, Ditian's aura was like water falling into the sea. Four days had passed, and Su Ming searched too many space worlds, but he could not find the slightest trace of Ditian's aura.
In silence, Su Ming was still searching. If he hadn't been absolutely certain that he had discovered Di Tian's aura here, he would have given up long ago.
"There is no space world below." When the fifth day came, the old Tianling man beside Su Ming spoke hoarsely. He looked at Su Ming meaningfully, and his consciousness suddenly dispersed, and he immediately thought that he was
In the center, a sudden hurricane formed a vortex, sweeping in all directions and sweeping across the wasteland.
This is the vortex formed by the will of the old man Tianling, who is the eighth spirit ancestor. This vortex is vast, and when it rolls, it seems to have signs that it can replace the vortex of Yin Death. Its size is even more expanding, and it seems to be the same as that of Yin Death.
Swirls overlap.
With the emergence of the whirlpool, the spiritual consciousness from the old man Tianling was instantly integrated into every space world in this Yin-death vortex. Under the sweep, the entire Yin-death vortex seemed to tremble, and all the people in each space world within it
All living beings felt the will of the old man Tianling at this moment.
Under this will, they trembled, feared, and even despaired of being unable to resist.
Compared to the three great wills that were killed by Su Ming, compared to the old man Tianling, they were like fireflies, while the old man Tianling was like a bright moon whose light could illuminate the entire world.
This is not the same level of life at all. Even at this moment, in this vortex of death, eight space worlds that have been sealed and all signs of existence have been erased are shaking under the will of the old man Tianling.
stand up.
The minds of these eight people, including Di Tian and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, fluctuated at this moment, but they remained motionless, allowing the space they were in to collapse under the vibration.
Until the space they were in, the sky was broken, the earth was cracked, and the sealed entrance was about to be broken. There were so many of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, including Emperor Tian, who couldn't control themselves, and their spiritual consciousness spread rapidly.
To try to let the space heal.
Almost the moment their consciousness appeared, Di Tian's expression suddenly changed.
"Recover your consciousness quickly!!"
Ditian's warning was still a little late. Almost at the moment when the consciousness of those people tried to repair the space, the will of the old man Tianling suddenly withdrew from all spaces and descended to the eight-level space where the three emperors, five emperors and eight people were.
space.
But there was no tyrannical sweep. Instead, after arriving, he left quickly. After the will of the old man of heaven left, the space where the eight people were was filled with deathly silence.
The eight people, including Di Tian and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, all looked gloomy and remained silent.
From the time the old man Tianling's consciousness dispersed until the end, the entire time was about half a stick of incense. As the old man's consciousness was withdrawn, the roaring sound gradually faded away, and the vortex formed by his will also disappeared.
"The eight spatial worlds sealed from the inside, the sealing method... is the same as the whirlpool of death. There are eight people in it. Their bodies have become rigid, and their will is stronger... not weak!
Since your spiritual calamity has come to an end, I suggest... ignore these eight people, no matter what hatred they have against you." The old man Tianling looked at Su Ming and spoke slowly.
Su Ming's expression remained as usual, and his eyes met the old man's.
"The Lingxian Tribulation is approaching, and I naturally know how to behave. I am looking for one of these eight people because I am worried that this person will suddenly appear to interfere with the Tribulation. Since they have sealed off the space where they are now and do not want anyone to find them,
In order to ensure that there are no accidents, please ask the seniors to help them and completely seal the space where they are, and everything will be fine." Su Ming's voice was calm. He heard the implication that the old man Tianling was not far away from participating in this matter, and he calmly said
Open your mouth.
The old man Tianling's eyes flashed, without hesitation, he raised his right hand and waved towards the vortex of death above. Eight rune marks immediately appeared in his hand, which contained the imprint of his will. In an instant, he merged into the vortex and fell into the eight runes.
Above the entrance to a closed space.
Seal firmly! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)