"I am a god!" Su Ming looked up and looked at the sky. At this moment, his breath broke out, and the body repaired for a rapid wandering, causing Su Ming to float up, making the red that he could not see. The long dragon, making a silent groan, is like a long time with Su Ming, and I don’t know how many years ago.

"quite!"

"quite!!"

"Fantastic!!!" The tens of thousands of shadows around, all of which made such a sound at the moment. This sound merged with the dragon's shackles, forming a singularity, even though Su Ming couldn't hear it, but the old man in the spirit of the day was again. The shock of contraction.

His body is retreating, and there are two different years of overlap in his eyes. One is before the age of the ages, the other is now, the big man before the years, now Su Ming, both seem to be at this moment, because The family in Su Ming’s body resonated and there was a shift like the years.

At this moment, Su Ming’s cultivation was ignited to the peak, and his belief was extremely firm. He stood on the rising platform. Although he could not see the abnormalities around him, he could feel that there seemed to be countless Eyes are paying attention to themselves, those eyes contain expectations, contain excitement, and contain a kind of persistent resonance for Su Ming.

"I was born at the beginning of my life. After I was born, I was already dying. I am not arrogant and arrogant, and I am not arrogant." Su Ming murmured, in such an environment, on such occasions, in its I chose the big man and spoke of the moment when I was a god. Su Ming remembered this...the gods.

With the muttering of his words, the old man of the Tianling tribe, not far away, once again showed his shock, because he found that when Su Ming said these four paragraphs, the red dragon was more intense. The number of thousands of souls around the world has once again increased dramatically, becoming tens of millions. Even in these tens of millions of souls, there have been some figures familiar to the old man.

The world is shaking and the sky is twisted. The earth roared. Layers of ripples spread out, as if... there is a strange power at this moment, inspired by the existence of Su Ming.

This power is buried here. At this moment, as it is spurred, it seems that the two worlds are to be merged. This is complicated to say, but in fact, if the great man before the ages is compared to a world. The age in which Su Ming is now is likened to a world. Then it is... the world before the ages, like a shuttle, nothing to wake up from annihilation, to come to this world, to be in the age of Su Suming .

This is a mystery. But now it is in the eyes and feelings of the old man of the day.

"A good big man, a good six-time success, a big man!! A good one is quite a day!!" The old man of Tianling took a deep breath, and his face showed admiration. He saw it, Su Ming not only has the ethnic group of the great barbarian, but not only the hope of great savage, but also the will of the entire barbarian tribe. His rise first. It is destined to be extraordinary, because...he is not alone. He is a fusion of the qi and the will of the barbarian, that is... the whole barbarian is protecting his body, along with him...

"If there are eyes in the sky, why don't you see me forever swearing in the dark? If God has a spirit, why is it that I am separated from the north? I don't live in the sky, why don't I see the black of the night? I don't care about God, why, my flesh and blood. Su Ming muttered, Su Ming muttered, the resounding of the sacred song, let him seem to see the years before the ages, saw the tens of millions of souls around, and saw the **** long dragon in the sky, the dragon condensed The will of the barbarian, in this roar, as if... it is Su Ming!

The souls around us are once again majestic at this moment, no longer tens of millions, but almost hundreds of millions, boundless, different years, but the barbarians who appear here, their souls return home, at this moment After they appeared, they succumbed to worship, they waited for a long, long time!

This scene allowed the old man to retreat again. He was short of breath. He looked at Su Ming when he stepped back. At this moment, when he saw it, he saw that it was not Su Ming alone, but... The soul of the entire barbarian!

Su Ming, the **** of the great barbarian, his appearance has become the source of the great tribes boiling here, as if at this time, the sleeping barbarians, the barbarians who have died in this place, reawaken!

"Crying blood, looking up, cherishing a life, reversing the vicissitudes of life! Heaven has no eyes, I am watching the sky with my own eyes! God is ignorant, I vow to kill God!

Air transport plus body 兮 I will go to the blade of the three sorrows! The soul of the soul is condensed, this life blood dyed Xian Cang million death!

It’s quite awkward to scatter this song, and why not raise the barbarian with this intention! ! "Su Ming Yang Tianyi, under this shack, the souls of hundreds of millions of barbarians around, Qi Qizhen, the sky blood dragon roaring, the sky is changing, the world is roaring, the countless barbarian people's jealousy, and the blood dragon The roaring turned into a voice.

"Manny!"

"God!!"

"Manny!!!"

"I am a god, this day is the first!!" Su Ming's big sleeves slammed into the sky, and the fierce one in the blood dragon roared into the sky, and the sky was twisted and roared, and a large hall suddenly came.

It is not the temple of the spirits, it is the first temple of the descending spirit. At the same time as the hall appears, with the shackles of the souls of hundreds of millions of barbarians, the golden light in the sky is in full swing, and the true temple of the spirits is coming at this moment. .

The golden hall, filled with the ruins of the temple, contains the ancient will, and the temple of the inheritance created by the spirits of the former Wei Zhiling, at this moment, the true coming to the sky.

The Tianling old man who was forced to retreat in the distance by a big rise, the look is a little excited at this moment, Su Ming’s rise is more likely than the people he saw before. He hopes Su Ming will succeed. He hopes that Su Ming will not fail, because if Su Ming, who has condensed the soul of the great man, fails, then he does not know who can still be successful in the present era.

At the same time as the hall of the temple, the golden figure appeared suddenly. If the figure of more than two thousand figures is not the most peak, it is turned into nine horizontal rows, such as the tower shape, which appears in the sky. In the middle of the temple, the breath of the ancient vicissitudes of life was dissipated from the hall of the spirits, and at the same time it became the pressure of the sorrow.

The bottom row is 881 golden figures, which are scattered from them and shrouded the earth, waiting for Su Ming's choice.

Su Ming looked at the first spirits, and his intentions were more and more intense. He knew that this choice, once the mistake is death, has only one chance.

He looked at the first spirits, and after the gaze of silence, he finally looked at the top of the nine rows, and the breath was obviously much stronger than the other spirits.

"Inheritance... The order of arrangement is that every tribe exchanges the life of a large number of strong people, paving a path of flesh and blood... It is the ancestors who tried again and again and found a heritage that allows future generations to The road to safety is getting better.

But the order of this arrangement..." Su Ming’s firm intention in the eyes flashed, and the whole body swayed forward, and the whole person rose from the ground, jumped from this rising platform, turned into a Changhong, and went straight to more than two thousand. More than 800 figures at the bottom of the first spirits roared away.

This can only be a bet. Su Ming’s only known is that the pre-spirit position before the 500-plus number cannot be tried because he has seen the ancestors of the barbarian fail first, and obviously a group tries to lay out this. The road of blood will not be arbitrarily chosen. It should be tried in order. So, Su Ming can be surely determined by half, and the number of the spirits within 500 or more will definitely fail.

Similarly, if the barbarians of the year tried to move forward from the end, Su Ming’s guess was a complete failure, and therefore... it was equal to no hint.

Silent gallop, Su Ming near the last row of the first spirit of the moment, his eyes flashed, one by one after sweeping, biting his teeth toward one of them, and quickly went, but while he was approaching, Su Ming suddenly stepped forward and did not retreat. After withdrawing from the hundreds of feet, he stared at the singular positions outside the hall of the spirits. In his mind, he suddenly remembered some moments. what.

Su Ming’s retreat left the old man in the distance, his brow furrowed, and when he looked at it silently, he saw that Su Ming seemed to be thinking.

"Predecessors know that the Daban tribes have appeared at most several successful winners?" Su Ming suddenly spoke, and the voice was loud and eloquent.

"Six times!" The old man of Tianling flashed his eyes and immediately spoke.

Su Ming is silent, but his eyes are revealing the fine mans, but also reveals a touch of remembrance in the fine mans.

"Six times... six figures... I also told me six figures in the past, and six of them on the Fengshan Mountain allowed me to climb to a higher number...

Thirty-two, seventy-nine, two hundred and forty-eight, three hundred and seventy-one, five hundred and sixty-three, seven hundred and eighty-one..." Su Ming’s heart was so fierce that he looked up and stared at the crowd. The temple, the eyes fell in the bottom row, the 718th place in the first spirit, then one by one, one by one against those numbers, until the eyes fell in the third row.

"Is not..." Su Ming's eyes were condensed. He gritted his teeth, and he did not hesitate to sprint and go straight... In the last row, the 718th place was the first spirit, and whizzed away.

His speed is fast, it represents his inner firmness. Since he is gambling, he would rather gamble on the seemingly ordinary figures that the grandfather gave him.

Its body banged, in an instant, it was close to the 718th Spiritual Position, and it was touched with this primordial position in a flash. At this moment, the distant old spirit looks like usual, but he The heart is extremely nervous.

At this moment, a thunderous and screaming with a low voice of Su Ming, suddenly circling the sky! (To be continued...)