Su Ming did not look back. As his right hand fell, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the ground. Countless screams were completely covered by the roaring sound. With the reverberation of the roaring sound, the entire battlefield was at this moment, everyone was interacting with each other.
The bodies of those who were fighting were all shaken, as if they had been stopped, and all their eyes were focused on the ground. They were all dumbfounded, with unconcealable horror in their expressions.
A huge handprint appeared on the ground, dozens of feet deep, imprinted on the ground, and countless black beetles inside were bloody and bloody!
The handprint was extremely clear, as if a giant had placed his palm on the ground. At its edge, the black beetles that had escaped death were trembling one by one, lying on the ground without daring to move.
They can feel the terror coming from this hand seal that can destroy their entire clan. It is a pressure that they cannot resist.
Su Ming looked at the scene in front of him calmly. The old man from the Wenren tribe behind him was trembling and running back. His heart was filled with regret and fear. What he regretted was how he got so close to the terrifying person in front of him!
What he feared was the opponent's palm, which clearly made him feel unable to resist. He had never seen the life and death of the palm in his life, but he had heard of the magical powers of powerful people in this realm.
As all of this reverberated in his mind, only the four words "birth and death of palm edges" could describe it.
"With Su, you can come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want..." Su Ming said calmly.
The face of the old man from the Wen Human race changed drastically. When he raised his right hand, a wave drum appeared. With rapid shaking, his body moved away in an instant. At this moment, he was already frightened to death by Su Ming's palm. If he had known that this ninth part had something
There is such a powerful person, and he will not come with the Wenren Department no matter what.
This is no longer hunting the Ninth Division, this is clearly their Wenren Division provoking a crisis of genocide!!
His eyes shrank, and he was about to escape at all costs while he was running fast. He wanted to escape from here, and he could even ignore the life and death of other tribesmen. He wanted to return to the tribe as soon as possible, and mobilize the people of the tribe to move quickly and leave far away from here.
, once he is a step too slow, he believes that what awaits his tribe will be annihilation.
Su Ming put down his right hand and patted the storage bag. Immediately, the treasure gourd appeared and floated in Su Ming's palm. Su Ming touched it lightly a few times.
"Ask the treasure gourd to kill people!" Su Ming said lightly, and immediately eyes appeared on the gourd, staring indifferently at the fleeing old man from the Wenren tribe behind Su Ming. In an instant, colorful lights burst out from within, and a small man carried a
The knife flew out of the gourd in an instant and disappeared in an instant without any sound.
A moment later, a shrill scream suddenly echoed in the battlefield that had been silenced by Su Ming's palm, attracting everyone's attention.
The members of the Ninth Division immediately cheered up after looking at it, but after the Wenren clan members looked at it, their faces instantly turned pale. If it was Su Ming's palm of the earth just now, it would have frightened the Wenren clan members.
It broke their minds, reduced their fighting spirit to the lowest level, and even produced strong fear. The scene of the old man's body being separated at this moment was like a death knell, which struck hard in the heart of every Wenren clan member.
.
"Grandpa!!"
"Run away, leave quickly!!"
After leaving them stunned for a moment, an uproar suddenly broke out. All the Wenren clan members were filled with endless fear. They collapsed instantly and all fell back. All the thoughts in their minds were directed towards escape!
"People from the Ninth Tribe, listen to the order and follow me... kill them. After hearing that the Human Race has killed us over the years, this time... we will make them pay back several times!!" Ninth Mosha roared, his eyes revealing a monstrous look.
As he roared with hatred, the phantom of the black-haired giant appeared behind him, and above the phantom, Su Ming stared at... the body of Tian Xiezi again.
The roars responded immediately. It was an explosion that all the Ninth Division warriors had suppressed for countless years. At this moment, hundreds of people flew out, turning into rainbows and flying straight into the sky, towards the Wenren tribe members who had fled into scattered sand, madly
Go away fighting.
One side is desperately escaping, while the other side is roaring and chasing madly. It is obvious that this war will not end in a short period of time, and the front will be stretched.
Su Ming stood on the top of the mountain and watched this scene. He sighed. He heard that the human race had no enmity with him. According to Su Ming's principles, if he did not take the initiative to provoke him, then he would not destroy the entire clan for no reason.
For example, today is the first time Su Ming has encountered this tribe.
However, his eyes glanced at the master with black hair above the head of the black-haired figure behind the Ninth Mosha who was chasing after him in the distance. At this glance, he had a decision in his eyes.
His principles can be changed by his master.
"This is the tribe that Master cultivated in the Divine Origin Star Sea. It is his companion in all these years of loneliness." Su Ming raised his right hand and waved his hand in the distance. With one wave, the Red Fire Marquis on his arm suddenly appeared.
The totem that was transformed suddenly formed a cloud of fire, and instantly appeared in a very far place, where the fleeing tribesmen of the Wenren tribe were, and there was no approaching border.
There, the body of the Red Fire Lord suddenly walked out of the fire cloud. He looked indifferent, stretched out his arms, and roared to the sky. With just one roar, a sea of fire immediately centered on him and suddenly roared away in all directions.
, in an instant, a flame barrier was erected across the land.
This barrier, like a blockade, will completely destroy the last hope of the Wenren clan!
"No!!"
"We are willing to surrender and join the ninth part!!"
"Let us go, everything is Grandpa's order, we have to come..." Voices of pleading, madness, or despair immediately swirled in all directions, but they turned into screams one by one and were drowned in the water.
Under the roar of revenge from the people of the ninth tribe.
Su Ming closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged, and sat on the top of the mountain.
He did not want to participate in this killing. He helped the tribe kill the strongest old man and defuse the spread of the insect sea on the earth. These were what Su Ming did for his master, but that was all.
Whether this tribe can continue and reproduce over time is irrelevant to Su Ming, who is used to seeing life and death.
The screams in his ears kept coming and going, and the smell of blood was thick and lingering. When it came into contact with the sea of fire, it turned into an unpleasant smell.
As time went by, the screams gradually became less and less. But at this moment, Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance. Where he looked was a big man from the Wen Human Race. This big man was
The sea of fire blocked the way, and he was fighting for his life with the ninth lonely evil spirit.
His cultivation level is not ordinary, comparable to those in the middle and late stages of the realm, and on par with the Ninth Mosha. The two people's magical powers roared and reverberated, and it was already at their most intense.
Su Ming's expression was as usual, but he snorted coldly. The Ninth Mosha couldn't see it, and no one in the Ninth Part could see it, but in Su Ming's eyes, he could clearly see the big man from the Wen Human Race.
Behind him, there is a tiny crack of nothingness, being torn apart quickly. In just a few breaths, it will be torn open and revealed to everyone.
Su Ming's cold snort did not spread too far, but only echoed within more than ten feet around him. But behind the big man from the Wen Human race in the distance, others could not see the slight cracks, but the moment Su Ming snorted, suddenly,
Pause.
At the same time, Su Ming's eyes flashed with divine runes. At this moment, under the power of his divine source, the world in front of him seemed to be frozen motionless for an instant, turning into a frozen scene.
Su Ming was startled, and when he looked sharply, the picture was instantly magnified in Su Ming's eyes, as if it was moving. Under the infinite expansion, it seemed that the distance between Su Ming and the Wen Human Race man was narrowed, until
In Su Ming's eyes, his gaze penetrated the big man's body and landed on the nothingness behind him that seemed to be normal, but with tiny cracks.
This piece of nothingness was magnified endlessly again under Su Ming's gaze. After magnifying hundreds of times, Su Ming saw a tiny crack.
After magnifying it again until thousands of times, the crack became a huge ravine in Su Ming's eyes. His gaze penetrated the ravine and saw a bright light.
The bright light shuttled back and forth in Su Ming's eyes, until Su Ming saw a black land within the strong light.
On the land, there is a black volcano, which is erupting. At the foot of the mountain is a tribe composed of black towers. In that tribe, there are men, women, old and young, but at this moment, everyone is kneeling on the ground, surrounded by
A statue.
This statue is an eyeball!
An old man, covered with ulcers and extremely weak, was breathing heavily, with hatred and anxiety in his eyes. He circled the eyeballs and turned them like a dance. Complex spells were constantly coming out of his mouth, causing the eyes to gradually become turbid, like
Thousands of years passed by in the clouds and smoke.
It can be seen from the shapes of the people who are kneeling and worshiping that they are the Wen people, and this is obviously where the Wen people's tribe is. As for the eyes, they must be the gods that the Wen people have worshiped for countless years.
At this moment, they obviously felt the death of their people and were worshiping the gods, hoping that their gods would perform a miracle.
Almost at the moment when Su Ming's gaze penetrated the void, a raised pupil immediately appeared in the worshiped eye. The pupil was brown, and there seemed to be countless innocent souls struggling to break out. When people looked at it,
It will feel extremely evil.
The pupils turned sharply and instantly met Su Ming's eyes.
The moment their eyes touched, the pupil of the eye suddenly shrank, and a sharp roar echoed in Su Ming's mind. With a bang, the world in front of Su Ming instantly rewinded from the previous magnified state until it retreated into nothingness and exited.
He entered the ravine, and the ravine turned into a crack, until the world he saw was no longer a picture, but returned to motion. The sound of burning flames echoed, the smell of blood spread, and the fight between the Wen Human Race man and the Ninth Mosha continued again.
Su Ming swayed backwards, as if he had been hit by an invisible impact, and his eyes immediately flashed with cold light. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site), give rewards, and provide your support