Another strong light was on the edge of the Eastern Wasteland near Nanchen, on a plain. The strong light fell. The moment it fell to the earth, it caused the ground to vibrate, setting off a ring-shaped impact, causing everyone within this range to shake.
All the people in the Eastern Wilderness, and all the people on the islands close to the Eastern Wilderness, were like tens of thousands of mountains pressing down on top, spurting out blood, and many bodies exploded directly, unable to withstand this sudden and powerful pressure!
This is... a strong person is coming!!
The appearance of these two strong lights shocked the entire East Barren Continent, attracting the attention of countless people, and even attracted the attention of the powerful people on the East Barren Continent.
Especially in the east of the Eastern Wasteland Continent, at this moment, a monstrous mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, rolling around the heaven and earth, spreading suddenly, and the mist directly covered a hundred thousand miles in radius, covering the sky and the earth, faintly
You can see it forming a huge face, staring at the two light pillars.
"Emperor!!!" The face of the mist let out a shocking roar, and its roaring sound swirled around, spreading in all directions, and booming.
The moment his voice came out, the light pillar of the mountain hall that was worshiped by thousands of people in the center of the Eastern Wilderness Continent emitted an even stronger light. Under this light, a phantom appeared in the light pillar.
, couldn’t see clearly, and could only see the phantom disappearing on the top of the mountain hall in a flash.
After a moment, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and a person slowly walked out from inside!
This man is middle-aged, with a calm and intimidating appearance. He has black hair shawl, and is wearing a... dazzling emperor's robe. He does not wear an imperial crown. His eyes are slender, revealing for everyone to see.
It is inevitable to be frightened.
He walked out slowly and stood outside the main hall. The man flicked his sleeves, looked up at the sky in the distance, and took a deep... breath.
"The long-lost aura of death..."
The moment he said these words, thousands of people knelt and worshiped at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, they all looked extremely respectful, and they all spoke together, and their voices were like waves, whirling in all directions!
"We, the disciples of the Daye Immortal Sect, pay homage to the ancestor Di Tian and respectfully welcome the ancestor's avatar to the barbarian Eastern Wasteland!"
The sound echoed loudly and was deafening. The middle-aged man didn't care about these respectful voices. He breathed the air here, and slowly, the evil aura in his eyes became more and more intense. His body was even more exuded.
A thin mist suddenly rose into the sky, causing all the clouds in the sky to collapse. A white fog column covering a hundred thousand miles in radius became the distinct presence of the Eastern Wilderness Continent!
He is Ditian!
It was another clone of Emperor Tian who came to the barbarians again after many years of absence!
The matter did not end there. At the moment when Di Tian's clone descended on the central mountain peak of the Eastern Wilderness Continent. The edge plain near Nanchen was shaken by many people in this area, spurting out blood and even dying. This monstrous beam of light.
Inside, there was also a shadow that shot straight to the earth like lightning.
Almost instantly, the shadow touched the earth in the light pillar. The moment it came into contact with the earth, the entire plain collapsed, huge cracks tore open, and layers of soil rolled back and rolled, sweeping around.
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The shocking roaring sound continued to exist. It turned into echoes over and over again, until it gradually dispersed after a while. The plain on the earth was no longer there, and what appeared there was a huge pit!
It was like a meteor falling from the sky and hitting the ground. The deep pit was tens of thousands of feet wide. When the strong light covering it gradually dissipated, a figure slowly floated out from the deep pit!
This is a middle-aged man wearing an imperial crown, an indifferent expression, and an imperial robe. He has a handsome appearance, and is even more vicissitudes of life. The imperial robe makes him full of majesty!
The moment he floated out, he looked calmly in the direction of Nan Chen, with a chill that could freeze the sky in his eyes.
"Fate, you can't escape!!" A hoarse voice slowly came from this person's mouth. He raised his right hand, pointed his five fingers at the sky, and suddenly grabbed it. With this grab, an invisible ripple immediately spread across his body.
The outer center suddenly swept around.
This ripple continues to spread, hundreds of thousands of miles, millions of miles, tens of thousands of miles... until it covers half of the Eastern Wasteland. The place covered by the ripples cannot be noticed by outsiders, and it has not caused any harm to the creatures here.
The impact is just that...the scope of this ripple covers most of the road from Nanchen to the Eastern Wasteland.
Unless they are crossing the Dead Sea in a large circle and entering the Eastern Wasteland from another direction, if anyone comes to Nanchen, this middle-aged man in imperial robes will definitely know about it.
And even if someone does go around and enter the Eastern Wasteland, this middle-aged man must be prepared with his methods.
The appearance of this person is exactly the same as that of the person who descended into the great hall on the top of the mountain in the center of the Eastern Wasteland!
He is also the clone of Di Tian!
This time, what came to the barbarians from the Emperor's Heaven was not one clone, but... two!!
From the position where they landed, we can see Di Tian's thoughts. Those who landed on the top of the mountain in the center were to guard the Daye Immortal Sect here, and to... fight against the evil black man in the east of the Eastern Wasteland.
fog!
And this clone that landed on the edge of Nan Chen was obviously... targeting only one person, and that was Su Ming!
The clone of Emperor Tian with the imperial crown looked in the direction of Nan Chen and slowly walked out of the deep pit. When he stood on the ground, hundreds of feet away from him, there were four Eastern Wilderness barbarians.
At this moment, the pale-faced man looked at him in horror. There were three exploded corpses beside these four people. They were originally seven people. The three people could not withstand the pressure and died, while the four of them spurted out blood, and their whole bodies were covered with cultivation.
Collapsed, but not dead yet.
Di Tian looked at Nan Chen with a cold expression, but he frowned. The moment he arrived, his consciousness swept away, but...he didn't notice the breath and fluctuation of fate.
Can't find it!
After pondering for a while, Di Tian snorted coldly and simply sat down cross-legged. The moment he sat down, the four people hundreds of feet away spurted out blood, their heads exploded, and they died.
All of these seven corpses had no heads, only their bodies existed. The blood dyed the surroundings red, making the place completely silent. Di Tian did not pay attention to all this. He just raised his right hand and waved the hand seal, and immediately the seven corpses were dead.
All the corpses trembled, and then... slowly got up one by one.
After they got up, they tore off their clothes one after another and exposed their chests. At this moment, a vague grimace suddenly appeared on their chests.
The grimace seemed to be roaring, causing the seven corpses to gallop away in seven different directions...
As time passed, anyone who came here out of curiosity due to the appearance of the light pillar saw their heads collapse when they saw Di Tian, and the corpse left in all directions after making a grimace.
Everyone goes in a different direction.
"Continue to search for your spiritual consciousness, let's see how long you can hide!" Di Tian closed his eyes and remained motionless.
This is the calamity that the old man who repaired Xun told Su Ming!
This calamity has come, and at this moment, Su Ming is still standing there silently on the small island in the Dead Sea. As if he has lost his soul, a fog gradually appears around him, covering his body, and even more...
The bald crane was also shrouded in it, and after finally covering the entire island, the island...
Like disappearing on this Dead Sea!
Su Ming looked at the little girl in front of him who was holding a doll in his arms and looking at him very cutely with her big eyes. The joy on the child's face clearly revealed how happy she was at the moment.
"Tongtong..." Su Ming stared blankly at the little girl in front of him, his body trembling. He saw not only this child, but also the people around him who were familiar to the extreme in the depths of his memory...
…tribe!
Wushan tribe!
Every plant, every tree, every house, everything, even the familiar smell, was clearly the Wushan in his memory, the place he thought he would never come back to, that... false place!
But he knew it was false, he saw Beiling, Chenxin, and experienced vicissitudes of life, but at this moment, he couldn't deceive himself, and his eyes couldn't deceive his heart. He... was deeply attached to...
his home.
Wushan.
He saw Beiling practicing archery in the distance, and Wushan's tall figure, instructing his son on how to shoot the strongest arrow.
He saw Chen Xin sitting aside, looking towards Beiling, and there was tenderness in her eyes. She was holding a bowl filled with water, as if she was about to step forward and hand it to Beiling who was sweating profusely.
He saw Ula who died in his arms and murmured Mosu in his memory. This stubborn girl was surrounded by a large group of children at the moment and was telling stories to those children. Her vivid expression changes and her exaggerated words
, causing her and the children to laugh like silver bells, and what radiated from that laughter was a kind of happiness from the heart.
Su Ming also saw Lei Chen, his best brother, who was crying and with his head lowered, being constantly scolded by a middle-aged woman in front of him.
Su Ming stared at all this in a daze. He forgot everything. His mind went blank, and the words around him seemed distant and blurred.
Until he saw two big men walking out of a big tent. One was Chenlong, the clan leader of the Wushan tribe. He frowned, as if he was worried. The big man following him was Su.
What I will remember deeply... is the mark of the mountain!
Shanhen was still the same as in Su Ming's memory, gloomy and unwilling to speak. When his eyes looked around, his mood and anger could not be seen, like a wild beast that had hidden its aura.
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