As the old man's words came out, he looked up to the sky and let out a roar. This roar did not sound like a human voice, but like a beast roaring. Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit our Lingdian Reading
The moment it roared, black air was seen roaring from all directions in the jungle. The speed of the black air was so fast that it exceeded Bai Chang's current gallop at close range. Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire world and the entire jungle were covered.
, already filled with this endless black energy.
Deep in the jungle, in the old man's tribal village, all the Wu clan members were kneeling on the ground at this moment. They held hands with pious expressions on their faces, surrounding a black statue that was more than ten feet in size, and continued to worship.
The statue did not look like a human, but a huge lizard. The lizard looked ferocious and exuded a ferocious and evil aura. It was looking up at the sky. In its huge mouth, it bit a child. The child looked like
There is no death, the struggle of crying.
This statue is lifelike, and the child's expression is very clear, the painful look, the desperate eyes, and the miserable wailing can still be vaguely heard.
You can even see that on the child's face, there is something definitely not the thorns of the Witch Clan, it is... barbaric patterns!
Under the statue, on the limbs of the lizard, there are three people stepping on them. They are an old man, a woman, and a young man. The expressions of these three carved people are all roaring, and their faces are clear.
Exposed, wild lines.
Around this shocking statue, hundreds of people from the Wu tribe were surrounding in a circle. There were old people, children, women, and warriors from the Wu tribe. Their voices merged into the
Together, at the moment when the world was shrouded in black air, it spread out. It sounds like this voice contains endless evil and gloomy. When it falls in the ears, the heart will beat faster, the heart will tremble, and the whole body will rise.
Get chilly.
At the same time, at the place where Su Ming was fighting with the old man from the Wu clan, the old man's body became the source of attracting the black energy to condense. The endless black energy was coming at a rapid speed, constantly surrounding the old man's body and wrapping it up.
, suddenly formed a huge lizard!!
This lizard beast was lying on the ground. Its tail was swinging unconsciously, its eyes were red, its tongue was flicking out, and it was roaring to the sky. It looked exactly like the one being killed by hundreds of witches in the witch tribe in the jungle at this moment.
The beast engraved on the statue that the tribesmen worship is exactly the same!!
The size of this lizard is dozens of feet, and as the black energy continues to come, it is still expanding. The aura emanating from it is full of gloom and evil. As it roars and chews its mouth,
The gasp that Su Ming heard many times appeared again.
At this moment, Su Ming finally knew who the voice belonged to!
While the lizard roared, its head turned sharply, staring intently at the distracted figure of Bai Changzai, who was speeding towards him. The moment he looked at it, Su Ming immediately noticed that the eyes of this lizard were actually
Double pupils!
The moment it looked at Bai Changzai's distracted shadow, its huge tail swung violently. With a shocking roar, it directly pulled away from the void. Wherever its tail passed, nothingness appeared.
The moment a dim crack appeared, it went straight to Bai Changzai.
Bai Changzai's figure did not pause at all. At this moment, most of him had dissipated, and his existence was almost transparent. At the moment when the lizard's tail was waving, he raised his right hand and punched out.
This punch seemed very ordinary, but the moment it touched the lizard's tail, the lizard's body suddenly fell back several steps, and its tail was even broken into pieces, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
But similarly, Bai Changzai's figure is also more illusory, as if it can disappear at any time.
At this moment, the huge lizard leapt fiercely in the distance, and a large amount of black energy condensed in mid-air. It suddenly turned into a height of nearly a hundred feet, like a hill, and headed straight towards Bai Changzai.
"Your distraction is about to dissipate. Let's see how you can resist the arrival of our holy beast!" A vague and hoarse voice suddenly came out from the lizard's mouth. While it echoed around, its figure and Bai Changzai quickly approached.
Su Ming stood up, his right eye flashing with blood. He raised his right hand with a decisive look on his face. Behind him, Wushan suddenly appeared. The five peaks of Wushan emitted bursts of coercion.
Su Ming's right hand moved straight towards the huge lizard with one finger.
Almost at the moment when the huge lizard arrived, Bai Changzai's illusory body raised his head, and his eyes suddenly revealed a strong light. What existed in that light was an indescribable fighting spirit.
It was a fervent fighting spirit that was so hot that it could burn other people's eyes. At the moment when this light appeared, far away from here, on the Tianlan barrier outside the endless range, Bai Chang sat cross-legged, silently meditating in his true body.
, he also raised his head at this moment, his eyes also showed the same light, and his body became thinner in an instant!
At the same time, in the jungle battlefield of the Witch Clan land, Bai Changzai's distracted body suddenly transformed from an illusory and transparent state into a substantial existence again, and a fanatical fighting spirit burst out from his eyes.
At the same time, he clenched his right hand into a fist and ran straight towards the approaching lizard.
With a shocking sound that reverberated in all directions, Bai Chang punched the lizard. Under this punch, his body dissipated rapidly, becoming almost transparent in just an instant.
The lizard let out a shrill roar, and began to collapse from the place where Bai Changzai's fist touched it. The bloody flesh spread and rolled back towards its whole body. Its huge body seemed to be unable to withstand the blow and fell back.
Bai Changzai's body was about to dissipate. He took a step forward and appeared directly in front of the lizard. He raised his right hand. This time, it was not a palm or a fist, but a finger pointed at the lizard's head.
The process of raising and lowering his finger gave Su Ming, who was not far away, the illusion that the sky had suddenly brightened in this dark night.
"This finger was created by me, and its name is Bai!" A calm voice came out, and Bai Changzai's right index finger, at this moment, seemed to turn into white that could disperse the night, becoming the world.
The brightest point in the moment fell on the huge lizard.
The lizard's body suddenly turned white, extremely bright, and roared loudly. However, the lizard's screams were earth-shattering, and at the same time, its body completely collapsed. The first thing to collapse was not Bai Chang's head under that finger.
Instead of its head, it was its tail. Its tail was shattered inch by inch, turning into black energy that rolled back and dispersed, revealing underneath it the left leg of the old man from the Wu clan.
The next thing that collapsed was the lizard's body. As it continued to fragment into black energy and dissipated, the old man of the Witch clan's right leg and body were exposed as if they were kneeling.
Immediately afterwards, the huge lizard's body collapsed and spread to its forelimbs. After it shattered in the roar and rewind, its head, where Bai Chang pointed with his finger, suddenly exploded, and a large amount of black energy dissipated, revealing the witch.
The head of the clan elder, the pale face, and the bright red blood spurting out.
After this instruction, Bai Changzai sighed softly, seeming to be a little regretful. His illusory body could no longer exist, and disappeared between the sky and the earth together with the black energy that appeared when the lizards around him collapsed.
Almost at the moment when Bai Chang disappeared, Su Ming's barbaric pattern turned into a black mountain, and hit the old man of the Wu clan who was spitting out blood with a loud bang. At the same time, Su Ming's body flew as fast as lightning.
As he left, his right eye flashed with blood, and an illusory tribe suddenly appeared outside the old man of the witch clan.
That tribe is none other than the Wushan tribe!
At the same time that the Wushan tribe appeared, a blood moon that looked like burning appeared in the world around the old man!
Wushan Blood Moon Picture!
After the whole picture was revealed, it seemed like it was a space of its own, and the coercion formed within it caused the seriously injured old man of the Wu clan to spurt out blood again. His eyes were dim, but revealed madness.
Although he was seriously injured, he was still alive. On the land of his witch clan, especially in the jungle where their totem beasts inhabited, he was full of vitality and would not die easily.
As Su Ming's speed approached, it was as if there was an extra stroke in the Wushan map of heaven and earth, heading straight towards the old man. The moment the old man roared and approached, the two of them bumped into each other.
The reverberation of the loud noise, the bombardment of the five peaks of Wushan Mountain, the sadness of all the buildings in Wushan Mountain, and the red light emitted by the blood moon in the sky merged with Su Ming's figure, making this Wushan map more beautiful.
The stroke he made turned out to be nearly perfect.
The moment the two of them approached, Su Ming raised his right hand and drew a stroke towards the old man!
The moment this stroke was drawn, the entire Wushan map began to move, twisting and turning as if it were ink. It was stirred by Su Ming's stroke, merged with that stroke, and drew towards the old man of the witch clan!
At the same time, a sad feeling of vicissitudes of life appeared in Su Ming's stroke. This feeling never appeared even when he painted the strongest stroke before. It only appeared when he was with Sima
It was only in that subconscious stroke during the battle that there was such an aura.
With the appearance of this aura, a sound came from somewhere, as if it did not exist, but as if it existed, echoing within Su Ming's strokes.
"When I was born, I didn't do anything..." A stroke was raised.
"After I was born...manliness has declined..." One stroke.
"Heaven is unkind and will leave in chaos..." Su Ming raised his head, his eyes filled with sadness.
"The unkindness of the earth has made me sad for Wushan..." A single stroke, wrapped around the picture of Wushan and everything about Su Ming, passed from the chest of the old man from the Wu clan.
With one stroke, Su Ming knew that his painting, the first style, had finally been completely created. It contained the years he had gone through, his emotions, and his world...
If Sima Xin were here, he would definitely be extremely shocked after seeing Su Ming's stroke. If he heard the voice inside that stroke, his level of shock would be overwhelming.
Because, except for the first sentence of these four sentences, which can appear secretly after the first move of the Barbarian God Transformation is performed, the remaining sentences are completely different from the Barbarian God Song.
Because, the creation of this Barbarian God Transformation comes from a barbarian war song created by the first-generation Barbarian God at its peak, also called... Barbarian God Song!
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