"Now, you know why I threaten you.//.com Novel Network//" Su Ming spoke coldly and spoke slowly.
The old woman's expression changed rapidly, and she subconsciously took a few steps back under the impact. Her eyes and pupils shrank, she stared at Su Ming's right index finger, and took a deep breath.
"The power of the barbarian god..."
This power only appeared briefly and then disappeared immediately, as if it had never appeared before. The hair on Su Ming's right index finger also stopped burning.
At the same time, the impact around him also disappeared in an instant. With no back force, Su Ming's flowing hair fell and his clothes no longer danced. But he stood there like a mountain, with an indifferent expression at the moment, staring at that
The old woman, with the hair on her fingers, didn't emit the slightest breath just like before, but when she saw the momentum when it exploded, the old woman's breathing quickened.
She stared at Su Ming's right index finger. She had not checked this finger just now, but in her perception, she could not see any clues. This was also the reason why she despised the power of the Barbarian God.
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After all, she is a witch tribe, not a barbarian tribe, and she does not approve of the so-called barbarian gods.
She firmly believes that all cultivation relies on her own cultivation. No matter how strong the external force is, it is still an external force. With her strength as a queen witch, she does not think that there is an external force that even the fragile bone sacrifice realm barbarians can master.
Kill yourself instantly.
But at this moment, her forehead was sweating. At that moment, when she saw the power of the barbarian god, she felt frightened. Under that breath, she didn't even think about resisting.
Unable to rise, like being completely suppressed, her mind went blank. She had no doubt that if Su Ming wanted to kill her, she would not be able to survive under that finger.
"Mother-in-law, let him go." When the old woman was frightened, Na Su Ming looked at her coldly, and as his eyes flashed, the surroundings fell into silence. A woman's graceful voice spoke in the silence.
echo.
It was a woman, a woman in white who came step by step from a distance and stood next to the old woman. This woman was extremely beautiful, with her hair shawl. She stood there like a stream of autumn water.
She is none other than Wanqiu, the saint of the Haiqiu tribe.
Su Ming's eyes swept over the woman in white. He didn't say anything, but took a few steps back. In a flash, he turned into a rainbow, went straight to the dark night sky, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Even after Su Ming left, the old woman's face was still a little pale. The power of the Barbarian God dissipated at that moment, bringing to this old woman memories and shocks that were difficult to erase.
"It was Wanqiu who was reckless, mother-in-law." The beautiful woman frowned and spoke softly. Her heart was also shaken. This was the first time she felt the power of the Barbarian God.
The old woman was silent and shook her head after a moment.&*.
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"What a man with the power of the Barbarian God, but I underestimated him. Even if you don't ask for this, I will do it. Feeling the power of the Barbarian God may be helpful to Lord Zongze's breakthrough. Everything just now
, have you stayed?" The old woman looked a little complicated and glanced at the direction Su Ming was leaving.
The woman nodded lightly. When she raised her right hand, an ancient mirror the size of a palm appeared in her hand. There was a mist on the mirror. As the woman touched it with her left hand, all the mist suddenly appeared.
The inner mirror absorbed it, and a strong light emitted from the mirror, causing the surrounding void to appear distorted.
Immediately afterwards, in the distortion, an illusory scene was revealed, and scenes emerged. In that scene, it was Su Ming and the old woman who did not really take action against each other, but were just fighting over the use of the power of heaven and earth.
It is so lifelike that even the momentum and domineering power of the barbarian god within it are clearly retained.
"It's a pity that my relationship with Su Ming will be very difficult from now on, and I will have to bear the wrath of the witch master..." the woman in white said softly.
"This is nothing to worry about Su Ming. Once he loses the power of the Barbarian God, he is just an ant. There is no need to make friends with him. Besides, didn't you also use your power of foresight to predict him before? This person has a mediocre life.
There is nothing surprising about it, and it is a short-lived person. The only thing you have to worry about is the wrath of the Witch Lord... But if this thing can help Lord Zongze improve his cultivation, it will be worth it!" The old woman looked at her.
After a flash, he said slowly.
Until now, she had not cared much about Su Ming. What she cared about was the power of the Barbarian God that made her feel death. In her opinion, without the power of the Barbarian God, Su Ming would be no different from an ant.
"But mother-in-law, when Su Ming deployed the power of the Barbarian God, my perception fluctuated. This Su Ming may not be what I predicted before, but..." The woman in white frowned tightly.
"Huh?" The old woman was startled. Just before she stopped Su Ming, she was with Wanqiu and saw with her own eyes that the other party was predicting Su Ming's future.
The process was extremely smooth, and the future of Su Ming was clearly seen. This person had a mediocre life, his cultivation reached its limit in the middle stage of Bone Sacrifice, and he would die in the Eastern Wasteland disaster a few years later.
But now, when she heard Wanqiu's hesitant words, she couldn't help but be surprised.
"There is something strange about this person. When I predicted it before, it was very successful. Even if I predict again now, it is equally smooth and the answer I got is the same.
However, when the power of this man's barbarian god was dispersed just now, under the powerful power of heaven and earth, I suddenly felt uneasy in the distance, and started making predictions again, but what I could see was a blur, and even... something
I didn't even see it, but I felt a crisis of death." The woman in white frowned and closed her eyes, as if she was feeling something.
"If it's not my illusion, this person's future has been interfered with by a powerful force and covered up. What is revealed is intentional for people to see, not the real thing!
If this is the case, then this person... we probably shouldn't offend..." Wanqiu opened her eyes, a trace of fatigue and confusion flashed in her eyes.
"The matter is over, don't worry about it. I think this Su Ming is definitely not what you said, he is just an ant." The old woman was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"Let's go, follow me to see Mr. Zongze." The old woman said, turned and left. Wanqiu stood there looking at the direction Su Ming left, her beautiful face still frowning, and she did not make any predictions.
Instead, he followed the old woman.
At this moment, in the Tianlan Barrier, on the land belonging to the barbarians, between a piece of icy heaven and earth, at the end of thousands of miles of silver frost, beyond the distant place where Guitaibu is, there is a place that looks like
A huge tribe without borders.
This tribe is so large and covers such a wide area, it is rare in Nanchen!
Here is one of the two major tribes of the Southern Chen barbarians, the Tianhan tribe!
At this moment, in a very luxurious attic in the vast area of Tianhan, there was a person sitting cross-legged. This person was wearing a blue gown, with gray hair and a thin body. He was meditating with his eyes closed.
After a long time, the old man's eyes slowly opened. The moment he opened his eyes, his body immediately became distorted and rippled. The whole body soon became blurry. It was faintly like that on his current blurry body,
Another figure appeared.
It was a man wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown. Although his detailed appearance could not be clearly seen, he could faintly tell that this was by no means an old man, but a middle-aged man.
This person's eyes are deep, and his gaze seems to be able to penetrate this attic, penetrate nothingness, penetrate endless distances, fall on the distant land of the Wu Clan, fall on the temporary tribe where the Wu Clan's Great Mediterranean Qiu tribe is located, and fall on that
In the tribe, Wanqiu's body.
"The Witch Clan's Prediction... This magical ability can still be seen with some clues despite my interference... But since you didn't go into it, I will spare your life!" The man with the imperial crown said calmly.
Talking to himself, he raised his right hand, and in his palm there was a crane made of rice paper. The crane flew out and flew straight to the sky along the window. After disappearing into the sky, the man closed his eyes.
The moment he closed his eyes, the blur and distortion of his body suddenly disappeared, and he transformed again into the white-haired old man wearing a blue gown. His skinny appearance was no surprise.
Above the nine heavens, the paper crane flew out from most of Tianhan. Ripples spread out from its body, and it disappeared instantly. When it appeared, it was over the distant Tianlan City.
In the war outside Tianlan City, there will sometimes be small-scale attacks between the two sides. As the Wu Clan army gathers, warriors from various tribes of the barbarians arrive here every day, becoming a new force to protect Tianlan.
The huge stone monument in the city is extremely eye-catching, and the names that can be listed on it will be remembered by others, their prestige will spread, and they will be respected by others.
There is a name, now ranked over 170, called Yue Feng, who comes from a small tribe and is currently the only survivor.
It seemed that no one could notice the paper crane in the sky. Its wings flashed and disappeared again. When it appeared this time, it was at the edge of the southern land, where the Dead Sea spread.
The waves roared on the sea surface, and countless shadows swam in the sea water. The sea water had already submerged the trapezoidal mountains here, and was spreading bit by bit towards the land of the Wu Clan.
In the black seabed in the distance, you can faintly see a huge head with its eyes exposed, staring coldly at the land of Nanchen.
The paper crane in the sky rushed again, disappeared and then reappeared, it was still above the Dead Sea, but it was already extremely far away from Nanchen.
The sea water below is endless and sparkling. From time to time, dragons with a height of ten thousand feet leap up from the sea and roar and swim away... Looking carefully, there are countless... beasts of the Dead Sea, up and down the sea surface.
The direction they are heading towards is Nanchen!
There is a huge floating object on the sea, which looks like a corner of a palace left after its collapse. It moves with the waves towards Nanchen. Behind it, there are countless such palace ruins.
... On one of the wreckage, there are several large characters on the place where the palace is connected to the plaque.
"Great Yutian Palace"
The font reveals the vicissitudes of life... Surrounding these wreckage, in addition to the countless dead sea beasts, there are seven or eight huge heads with eyes exposed on the sea surface, as if there are giants on the bottom of the sea, stepping forward.
In the sky, the paper crane flashed and disappeared again. When it appeared this time, a continent far beyond Nanchen appeared below it...
On the mainland, close to the Dead Sea, there are no less than a million people densely packed, sitting cross-legged one by one, covering an area so wide that there is no end in sight.
What they looked at was the south, the south where the land of Nanchen is located!
"Ten years left..."
The paper crane in the sky flashed again. When it disappeared and reappeared, it was still on the Eastern Wasteland continent, but it was in another direction, which was the east of the Eastern Wasteland.
The entire eastern land was shrouded in a black mist. There was no life in it. There were only screams and wails that echoed all year round. When the paper crane appeared, it suddenly stretched out from the black mist.
He stretched out a huge hand and grabbed the paper crane.
"Hidden Dragon Sect, Daye Xian Sect, Tianlan Dao, I'm here!"
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The plot of August is a link between the past and the next, and needs to be filled in carefully. Don't dare to write lightly. There is no explosion today, but there will be no less explosions this month. What was owed last month will be added to this month.
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