The ninth section of the Hanshan chain is the end of the entire Hanshan chain, which is connected with the Puqiang Peak, and standing on it, you can clearly see the details of the Puqiang Peak.

Su Ming took a step forward, and the moment his footsteps landed on the ninth iron chain, there was another roar in his body, and this roar could not only be heard, but also echoed in the outside world.

This is a sign that the blood line in his body is about to appear again under a strange collision!

Although this voice was not loud, it made the barbarian princes and patriarchs on Puqiang Peak, as well as everyone who heard it, all of them were shocked, as if their own blood lines were triggered by this roar, and they flashed out one by one.

The sense of time coming out of this ninth iron chain is already extremely amazing, so that Su Ming's footsteps cannot be accelerated, step by step, after the ninth iron chain was walked by him nearly two percent, Su Ming's whole body was shocked, and the roar from his body became more and more intense, and it was already earth-shattering, and the blood-red giant above him, in the dense blood line on his chest, at this moment, suddenly added one again!

Nine hundred and eighty-one!

Su Ming looked up at the early morning sky, his eyes hidden under his robe, revealing a bright glow, revealing his realm of blood condensation perfection when he broke through the Hanshan chain, so as to achieve his purpose of shaking Hanshan At the same time, he could also use this method to let his cultivation go through the complete Hanshan chain in this improvement.

The barbarian princes and others of the three departments, they only guessed Su Ming's idea of using the Handan chain to increase the blood line, but they couldn't imagine the second meaning of Su Ming's actions.

Su Ming took a deep breath, the mountain breeze blew on his face, making his breathing seem to stagnate, even if he was sucked into his mouth, it seemed to be difficult to swallow, the iron chain under his feet swayed, and every time he swayed back and forth, it was like the ups and downs of the waves.

"Nine hundred and eighty-one blood lines are not enough. Su Ming muttered, and walked forward again, he didn't know how the people who had successfully walked through this ninth iron chain in the past did it, but in his feelings, the speed at which this iron chain absorbed vitality, even if it was in the Dust Realm, it was difficult to fight, and even if it did, it would be a great loss of vitality.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and his footsteps took a step by step, constantly closing the distance towards Puqiang Peak in front of him, and as he moved forward, the momentum coming from his body suddenly increased again after a stick of incense.

This time, the increased blood line was also reflected in his chest, through the giant above it, and at the moment when it was seen by everyone around, Su Ming's body suddenly appeared this nine hundred and eighty-second blood line.

There was an uproar, Handan City was boiling, and all the three tribesmen on the peak of the Dibu Mountain were all staring at Su Ming on the ninth iron chain with awe at this moment

"Nine hundred and eighty-two blood lines, if he completes this ninth iron chain, how many blood lines will increase!"

"I've never seen a Blood Coagulation Dzogchen, he'...... He had to challenge the miracle, to challenge the "...... that was rare even in the barbarian period." A thousand blood lines!"

"A Thousand Blood Lines...... I once heard an ancient legend that once the dust of a thousand blood lines is opened, he is the strongest under the sacrificial bones!"

There was a lot of discussion, and the three barbarians and patriarchs were also silent, and their expressions were in awe.

Su Ming continued to walk forward, he could feel his strength, with the increase of the blood line, even if it was just an additional one, it was like a big leap, making him clearly understand that there was a power in his hands.

This power is the power of qi and blood of the nine hundred and eighty-two blood lines, and it is the power of oneself that only belongs to the Great Consummation of Blood Coagulation!

He even looked at the sky from time to time, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, replaced by a piece of fog, this fog was not as solid as the clouds, but it was full of majesty, the statue of the god of open dust was rapidly condensing and transforming, once it appeared again, it represented Su Ming, and it was about to open the dust.

"I'm finally going to choose to open the dust......" Su Ming watched the fog in the sky rolling, his expression became complicated, he raised his feet, followed the iron chain, and walked forward step by step, slowly.

Walking on this iron chain is like walking in the years, but in Su Ming's mind, what emerges is the scene of Wushan in his memory, how many years, maybe four or five years, maybe longer, Su Ming himself can't clearly tell himself the specific years.

The confusion and sadness that he had just come to this land of Nanchen, the scene of lying halfway up the mountainside with tears and looking blankly at the sky still existed in his mind.

On Su Ming's body, his already strong momentum increased again at this moment, and the blood line on the giant above reached nine hundred and eighty-three!

These nine hundred and eighty-three blood lines emitted a monstrous red glow, piercing into the eyes of all those who paid attention, and a powerful coercion that was enough to make all the blood condensation realms tremble burst out from Su Ming's body.

Under this coercion, all the people of the Blood Condensation Realm in Handan City, the three divisions, trembled faintly, as if they were about to lose control of their bodies, and they wanted to kneel and worship.

This is the suppression of the blood line, and it can only appear after reaching the Great Perfection of the Blood Condensation Realm, the same realm suppression as Kaichen!

The first time he saw Jing Nan, the first time he saw this dust-opening powerhouse, the shock and desire in Su Ming's heart, and the seed of becoming a dust-opening powerhouse was constantly growing in his heart at that time.

"I want to open the dust, I want to become a strong duster......" Su Ming muttered, this was the most direct thought in his heart back then, to become a strong dust-opening powerhouse and protect his tribe.

But now...... Su Ming's expression was sad, he was very close to Kaichen, close enough to be at any time, but... The tribe he longed to protect back then, but he couldn't find it, couldn't find it.

His sadness melted into the breath of his whole body, and was felt by everyone, an indescribable depression, which made the uproar around him quiet.

Su Ming walked, walking, and his blood line increased again at this moment, nine hundred and eighty-four!

Nine hundred and eighty-four blood lines made Su Ming's whole body, almost everywhere already dense, as if occupying all positions.

The sky roared, the thunder roared, the lightning continued to cut through the sky, and the mist that filled the sky was condensed at this moment, and the outline of the statue of the god of dust faintly appeared.

At the moment when this silhouette appeared, majesty descended, and all the creatures of the earth shook their hearts at this moment.

Su Ming kept walking, and his mind came to the Black Mountain Barbarian Duke Bitu, the second dust-opening powerhouse he had seen, and even at that time, Su Ming felt that Bitu's impression of him was far greater than that of Jing Nan.

Bitu's strength comes from his cultivation of opening the dust, the strange brute arts, and the battle of life and death, which makes Su Ming powerless again and again, and longs to open the dust again and again.

Su Ming's body roared, and the blood lines reached nine hundred and eighty-five! This astonishing increase speed made all the people who saw it reveal disbelief one by one, especially Nan Tian and the others, as well as Han Feizi, who could not hide the horror in their eyes.

They suddenly understood again, a few months ago, why didn't Su Ming open the dust! He was not satisfied with the number of blood lines, he ...... Want to hit more bloodlines!

Nine hundred and eighty blood lines can be called the Great Perfection of the Blood Condensation Realm, but in this same Great Perfection Realm, every additional blood line will increase a lot for the strength after the dust is opened.

The gap is also huge!

Su Ming walked forward silently, he seemed to have returned to the first time he was in Handshan City, saw Hefeng, and saw Han Feizi, at that time, he would never have thought that one day he would become the master of Hefeng, and even fought with Han Feizi who he saw back then, and had entanglement.

"Grandpa, do you know that Lasu is about to sharpen up...... If you want to draw your own brute pattern, what will my brute pattern be...". Su Ming muttered, and as he took a step, the blood line in his body increased again.

Nine hundred and eighty-six!

This ninth section of the iron chain has been walked by Su Ming for most of the time at this moment, and it is only less than a hundred zhang away from the Puqiang Peak in front of him, this distance, not only Su Ming can clearly see the appearance of the figure on the peak, but also the Puqiang Barbarian and the others, but also Su Ming's robe.

The Puqiang barbarian bowed his head, and his expression became respectful.

The patriarch next to him also bowed his head, as if waiting for Su Ming's arrival.

At this moment, the sky is shining with blood light, thunder is roaring, and the statue of the god of open dust is slowly condensing, from only the outline, to the whole.

The coercion is stronger, enveloping the heavens and the earth!

It was also at this moment that a strong light suddenly flickered on Yan Chi Peak, this light was white, if it was an ordinary time, because it was also daytime, it would not be too much of a bow to pay attention, but now the surrounding world was blood red, and the flickering of this white light was immediately extremely conspicuous.

This light has attracted the attention of many people, but not a very small number of people know the origin of this light.

"Teleportation?" Anton was stunned for a moment, and the two of them looked at Patriarch Anton, and they both saw each other's doubts.

There are also Puqiang tribes, and even Yan Chi tribes themselves are also puzzled, Yan Chi Mangong, the old woman turned her head violently, looking at the location where the light came out, there was the center of this Yan Chi peak, there, there was a huge pattern carved on the ground.

"Barbarian, this ...... Teleportation here can only be used by the Heavenly Cold Sect...... Yan Luan looked at the old woman.

The old woman was silent for a moment and nodded.

However, almost as soon as the light of this teleportation appeared, it was immediately shattered and dissipated directly by the coercion formed by the open dust god statue that appeared in this heaven and earth.

At the same time, a deep mountain sky 10,000 miles away from Hanshan City suddenly roared, but a piece of white light appeared out of thin air, forming a complex pattern and then exploding directly, and three people walked out of the white light in embarrassment.

"What happened in Hanshan City, the power of teleportation is ** disturbed, so that we can only teleport here!"

The three people who walked out, the first one was an old man, dressed in white, with blazing eyes and majesty, and he was frowning and looking in the direction of Hanshan City at the moment.

The two next to him are a man and a woman, both of whom are about thirty years old, with extraordinary appearances, and their cultivation is even more dusty!

The speaker was the man.