Chapter 481 of Volume Three: Famous in the East Wasteland: Blessing, Curse?
The most important thing is that he is deeply suspicious of this so-called Zhu Jiuyin's blessing!
In Su Ming's view, Zhu Jiuyin is a life full of wisdom and decisiveness. Even if this kind of life dies, even if it only has a little will, it still has its arrogance. ("")
It may not bother to lie, or it may really be a blessing, but there is only a thin line between blessing and curse. It is like an empty bottle. After enough water is poured into it, it is full, but if more water is poured into it all at once, it may be full.
, then the bottle is likely to explode directly.
This explosion is not a blessing, it is a different kind of curse!
If you can withstand my creation, then I will give you my remaining vitality and the power of one realm, bless you with your growth, and make you qualified to be the master of the descendants of its Zhujiuyin lineage!
But if you can't bear it, then you are not qualified to be the master of the descendants of my Zhu Jiu Yin lineage. In this case, a descendant of Zhu Jiu Yin without the control of the master is much better than becoming someone else's pet servant.
Perhaps, this is the real thought of this candle with nine yin!
Life or death, everything depends on your choice! It's a blessing, a curse, and... a test!
Su Ming's eyes flashed, looking at the head of the beautiful woman that was rapidly decaying, and at the swirling black line under the vortex between her eyebrows. This black line became increasingly clear, as if it could penetrate through the woman's eyebrows at any time.
, it is exactly a little snake!
"This power came too suddenly, and I didn't have time to completely consolidate it. As a result, the attack on the barbarian soul will be very hasty and without complete preparations. In this case... the probability of failure will be extremely high!" Su
Ming knew that there was a large amount of red stone in his storage bag, but there was no Jiuming Flower in it. Otherwise, he would have cut it open long ago. The situation was critical at this moment. When Su Ming thought quickly, the second thing in his body
Fourteen brutal bones suddenly appeared!
"To rush or not to rush..." Su Ming struggled, but the breath and vitality that was constantly pouring into his body at this moment made it impossible for him to get rid of it. Similarly, as his strong bones increased, with this wave of energy, he could not get rid of it.
With the arrival of power, Su Ming clearly felt how powerful he was. The Holy Temple
It was a feeling that was much stronger than before, but what followed with this feeling was death. Once he reached twenty-six bones, it was a moment of life and death that was almost like gambling!
Seeing that the twenty-fifth piece of savage bone was faintly emitting a faint golden light under the vitality of Zhu Jiuyin's breath, Su Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, and the Nascent Soul in his body instantly opened his eyes, and in his Dantian
He made a secret with both hands and suddenly took a breath.
This is the only way to ease Su Ming that he can think of at the moment, but this method obviously won't last long. Even if it is Yuanying, there will eventually be a time when it can no longer be absorbed. At that time, he still has to go through a difficult process.
choice.
At this moment, as his Nascent Soul was sucking in, the aura and vitality that poured into Su Ming's body directly changed its direction, split off a large part and headed straight for his Nascent Soul, surrounding Su Ming's Nascent Soul in an instant.
The Yuanying's hand made a secret, and under constant changes, according to the immortal cultivation method in Hongluo's inheritance, after a moment, the Yuanying doubled in size, with an expression of pain. This forced improvement represents good fortune.
At the same time, it also represents danger and pain.
After Su Ming's Nascent Soul doubled in size, his cultivation level immediately broke through the early Nascent Soul stage and reached the middle Nascent Soul stage, and was still increasing. Time was rapidly passing by. Not long after, Su Ming's Nascent Soul was here.
Under continuous expansion, after doubling in size again, its Nascent Soul's expression was extremely painful, and Su Ming's expression became even more so.
He felt as if his Nascent Soul was about to explode. There was a bang in his mind, and the Nascent Soul in his body let out a roar. Immediately, the inside of his Nascent Soul body became turbid, and his cultivation level climbed from the middle Nascent Soul stage to the late Nascent Soul stage!
But at this moment, the power that poured into his body still did not decrease at all. Instead, it became even more majestic. It seemed that it would not give up until Su Ming exploded!
Fine bloodshot streaks have appeared on his body, and tiny cracks have appeared on his Nascent Soul, like a sign that the bottle is about to collapse!
Almost at the moment when his Nascent Soul climbed to the later stage, with the absorption again, Su Ming's Nascent Soul had already reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage!
There is only one step left to become a god!
Once he becomes a god, his Nascent Soul is equivalent to the queen witch among the witch clan, and the barbarian soul among the barbarians!
"The transformation of the immortal clan requires the understanding of artistic conception. This artistic conception is very mysterious and I can't understand it... But I must rush now!" Su Ming gritted his teeth and felt like risking his life. In this moment of life and death, he couldn't help it.
Don’t care about death. Since Zhu Jiuyin’s blessing is a test, then simply don’t think about anything else!
The moment Su Ming's consciousness appeared, his Nascent Soul suddenly opened its mouth, revealing the ferocious temple.
"Zhu Jiuyin, let's see how much I can get from your blessing!" Su Ming's Nascent Soul opened its mouth wide and absorbed it crazily. All the breath and vitality poured into Su Ming's body rushed towards his Nascent Soul.
, with continuous pouring, Su Ming's Nascent Soul grew rapidly, and eventually its size was almost as big as Su Ming's body!
"Transformation into God... Transformation into God... I have not understood the artistic conception, but I have clearly understood the fusion of the past and the future, and found the point between the past and the future. If we really talk about artistic conception, then my artistic conception is destiny!
Everyone has a destiny, and everything has a cycle!" Su Ming's Nascent Soul expanded more and more as the breath and vitality continued to pour into it. At the end, his Nascent Soul roared, and his Nascent Soul's body exploded.
It exploded, but as it exploded, there was a roar in Su Ming's mind.
His consciousness became blurry, and he seemed to see the transformation of his Yuanying, the birth of a new life, which could no longer be called Yuanying, but Yuanshen!!
The soul is like a shadow and a body, ethereal and illusory. He feels a wave of fluctuations coming from this soul. It is a will that the soul will not die if the soul is not destroyed.
When the soul was just born, Su Ming could feel its fragility. At this time, the soul needed time to be warmed and nourished. Once it absorbed Zhu Jiuyin's aura, it would immediately become unbearable and dissipate directly.
Seeing the aura and vitality pouring into him from Zhu Jiuyin heading straight for his soul, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened, he raised his right hand and pointed forward, and his soul immediately came under the power of Zhu Jiuyin.
In an instant, it floated out from Su Ming's body, condensed in front of him, and left Su Ming's body.
"The Yuanshen cultivated by the immortal clan is said to be immortal if the Yuanshen is not destroyed. Now that I have cultivated the Yuanshen, even if my body is eventually collapsed by the power of Zhu Jiuyin, I can use this Yuanshen to
Seize the body!" Su Ming gritted his teeth. The moment the soul in his body left, the power of Zhu Jiuyin poured into him and rushed towards his brutal bones.
In an instant, Su Ming's twenty-fifth savage bone erupted with intense golden light. At this moment, Su Ming's entire spine looked gleaming with golden light, and even his body became a dazzling golden color.
Twenty-five barbarian bones are the pinnacle of the realm of bone sacrifice. There are many strong men at this level in the barbarian tribe who will no longer practice because they are not sure to face what will happen after the twenty-sixth barbarian bone appears.
Life and death barbaric soul!
If Su Ming could choose, he would definitely try it after he was very confident, but now, he has no choice!
His eyes were red, and for a moment of decisiveness in his eyes, his twenty-five brutal bones began to absorb at the same time, and all the power of Zhu Jiuyin poured into his body was absorbed into these twenty-five brutal bones to brew that...
…Twenty-six dollars!
After a stick of incense, at the moment when the twenty-sixth savage bone appeared, Su Ming's entire spine erupted with light that could be seen even by the outside world. As the light continued to condense, it seemed to be under Su Ming's body.
A figure formed behind him. This figure... is exactly what every strong man in the Barbarian Soul Realm can possess, a pretty image of himself!!
A feeling as if his soul was about to be sucked away by the statue made Su Ming's consciousness blurry. In this blur, his thoughts went blank.
But almost as soon as the phantom appeared, after flickering for a few times, it seemed to be difficult to hold on. It held on very unsteadily for a few breaths, and finally it dispersed and collapsed suddenly. At the moment of its collapse, Su Ming felt
The consciousness that had been sucked away from his body was torn apart immediately, and the spine that emitted a strong light in his body was violently shattered. As it was shattered, blood overflowed from the corner of Su Ming's mouth. The blood only overflowed at first, but in an instant it disappeared from his body.
Su Ming spurted out blood, and all the pores on his body were spraying with blood at this moment, and his whole person suddenly became sluggish.
A shadow of death shrouded a large area, Barbarian Soul, failed!
At the same time as the failure, due to the collapse of his spine, Su Ming's flesh and blood showed signs of disappearing into ashes in an instant. His vitality was rapidly reduced, and his life was quickly extinguished.
But this sign only appeared for a moment, because Su Ming's body was still being poured into by the majestic vitality and breath. Under the integration of that vitality, his flesh and blood did not tear, and his vitality was rapidly replenished.
The broken spine quickly condensed.
"I can help you once, but only once... My blessing is not something that any life can bear. Next time... if you can't bear it, you are not worthy to be the leader of my Zhu Jiuyin lineage's descendants.
Next time, if you can't bear it, stay here and die with me... If you can hold on to one more stick of incense, the most precious power of one realm I have left will appear. If you absorb it, you will be considered true.
Opportunity!" Zhu Jiuyin's vicissitudes of words echoed in Su Ming's mind. His spine gradually became complete, and his vitality was replenished. Except that the spine no longer had the golden light and needed to be refined, Su Ming did not suffer at all.
harm.
Although due to the collapse of the barbaric bones, the bones were no longer sacrificed after the re-aggregation, Su Ming felt that the power of his cultivation not only did not decrease, but actually became stronger. He had no time to think too much about this strange imagination.
, because now under the breath and vitality poured into his body, the first bone of his spine once again glowed with golden light.