Su Ming's eyes flashed, letting the talisman approach, blending into his eyebrows, the moment the talisman disappeared Su Ming's forehead, Su Ming's heart was shocked, and the cultivation in his body immediately operated according to a certain trajectory, and when it gradually disappeared after a long time, he saw that the two figures in the sky, a man and a woman, had returned to that huge face and disappeared into the sky.

"Realize the power of the talisman, feel your thoughts, use your thoughts to turn them into intentions, and use your intentions to create your creations!" The white-robed old man swept his eyes around, and after speaking lightly, he sat there cross-legged, motionless.

The people who meditated cross-legged on the platform around them also all fell into enlightenment.

Su Ming also sat there, closed his eyes in silence, to understand the words of the old man, to learn the strongest technique of the great barbarian tribe, and to create an ancient one.

"My thoughts are the thoughts of the barbarian gods...... Su Ming muttered, this is where his earliest thoughts are, this is the thoughts of the barbarians that he has already decided the moment he became a barbarian god.

At the same time that this belief was firm in Su Ming's heart at this moment, Su Ming seemed to see the passage of time, he saw the movement of the sun, moon and stars, and saw the clansmen on the platforms around him, some of them left, and some of them came again.

He also saw that time was moving quickly, the old people of the tribe died, the middle-aged became the elderly, and the children became young people, until I don't know how many years have passed, generation after generation of clansmen have multiplied here, and the people on these platforms have also changed batch after batch.

As for the old man in the white robe, he has also been cut off and fallen, and he has changed one after another...... The spirits in the sky are also in the passage of time. Appeared again and again, and passed on again and again.

Even Su Ming noticed that in the passage of these unknown years, those ancestors who had descended, their faces slowly lost their smiles, and they were replaced by a gloomy feeling, replaced by an inner panic, until their arrival was no longer as usual as before, but slowly becoming less and less.

But even so. Su Ming couldn't remember how many times he had been inherited by this desolate ancient world, until one day, Su Ming watched the disappearance of the ancestral spirits in the sky, and watched the reproduction of the barbarian tribes on the earth, which seemed to be no longer vigorous. Until this day, he saw a roar in the sky, and in the midst of that roar, the sky collapsed......

In the split sky, Su Ming saw a lot of ancestors, and they silently looked at the earth in the sky and looked at the big man. Looking at the other tribes, looking at this ethnic group created by them, Su Ming was also looking at them.

Their faces were gloomy. With reluctance, they created a majestic hall to continue the inheritance in their place, and after their bodies disappeared at the end of the sky, their breath ...... Slowly became a time of nothingness. A red lightning bolt suddenly came, and Su Ming could see the appearance of the lightning at a glance. The lightning in the eyebrows of the face formed by the beast is almost the same as the touch.

The lightning went straight to the great hall created by the spirits, roaring into the sky, and although the hall did not collapse, it was inflicted an incurable damage......

Su Ming saw all this.

He even saw a great war between various ethnic groups in the era when the ancestors fell and disappeared, in this war, Su Ming saw the death of the people of the Great Barbarian tribe one by one, and saw that they turned the previous sacrificial platform into a sacrificial platform in order to ascend to the first, and the clansmen tried to find out the order of the hall of the spirits one by one, Su Ming saw too many deaths.

He saw that the children of the tribe were no longer able to play, no longer happy and innocent smiles, and the people of the tribe were withering......

"My intention is the intention of the rising barbarians!" After seeing all this, Su Ming sat on the ascending platform and muttered to himself, this is his intention, it used to exist, but now it has become extremely firm.

Su Ming closed his eyes, and when his eyes opened again, the years seemed to have passed again, and when the Great Barbarian Tribe was about to become an empty ruin, he saw that on his platform, I don't know when, there was one more person.

It was an old man, an old man in a robe, and in front of him was the backbone of a ferocious beast, and he looked at the sky, his eyes were blank, and he held a stone chip in his right hand, and rubbed against that spine, making a click, clattering sound.

This voice echoed, making people feel a tingling pain in their hearts after hearing it, but at this moment, Su Ming's heart was strongly shaken, he looked at the old man, his eyes were a little blurred, this old man was a blind man, his appearance was exactly the same as the blind man Su Ming saw in the barbarian land, but when he looked at it again, he was the same as Su Ming's grandfather!!

This scene reminded Su Ming of what the other party had told him...... Jieman Mountain.

In this old man, Su Ming could feel a powerful fluctuation, the cultivation represented by this fluctuation was a kind of power that made Su Ming feel frightened, and what made Su Ming's eyes shrink was that this old man was not related to Ah Gong or the blind old man of the barbarian race, but in his body, Su Ming felt the breath of Lingxian.

Su Ming saw with his own eyes that the old man had a miserable smile on his face, and his left hand was raised to pat it on this ascending platform, and immediately this spiritual platform shook, and even the entire earth shook, and the sky trembled, and the whole world was completely changed at this moment.

The day turned into dusk, snowflakes fell from the sky, the whole earth became unfamiliar, and even this ascension platform became a high altar, under this altar, hundreds of thousands of barbarians in black robes knelt there silently, and a huge palace could be seen in the distance......

The moment Su Ming saw everything around him, his body trembled, all of this was familiar to him, this was ...... The Dayu Palace he had seen in the barbarians!!

The sound of "click, click......" echoed in all directions, swaying in this wind and snow, not dispersing for a long time, the wind and snow in the sky became bigger and bigger, and the snow was swept by the wind, going back in all directions.

"Is there any hope...... What else ......" The voice of vicissitudes of life was passionate in this wind and snow, with a sadness, with an unwilling roar, from the mouth of the old man Su Ming was looking at.

Wind and snow whimpered, as if answering the old man's words, but also his voice was fragmented, and drowned in the snow wind.

"If there is hope, where is the hope, if there is no hope, why let me see it!!" The old man seemed to be crazy, almost hysterical, roaring and whirling for nine days, Su Ming looked at all this in a daze, silent.

Snow, bigger.

"Since you have shown me, there will be hope, but hope...... Where is it?"

"Today, Minghuang is wrong, Santai is opening up the wasteland, the snow and wind are coming, and the old man is going to be a barbarian again!" The old man raised his left hand and pinched it, and immediately Su Ming saw that the wind and snow in the surrounding world were condensed at this moment, turning into a dragon of wind and snow, looking up to the sky and roaring straight to the sky.

But at the moment when this wind and snow dragon rushed to the sky, it seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier, and a will seemed to descend, and suddenly the wind and snow dragon collapsed.

The old man looked up to the sky and roared, biting the tip of his tongue and spurting out a mouthful of blood, at the same time, hundreds of thousands of barbarian clansmen under the altar, all of them bit the tip of their tongues in that kneeling worship, and spurted blood together, their blood quickly fused together, together with the old man's blood, went straight to the sky, and after fusing with the collapsed wind and snow dragon, it turned into a bloody blood dragon, carrying the hearts and roars of hundreds of thousands of barbarians, and this blood dragon rushed to the sky again.

The roar echoed, and when it broke through the invisible barrier and went to the higher sky, its body suddenly ......

At this moment, the blood dragon seemed to see the sky beyond the barrier, and saw a picture that existed there.

There was only one thing in that picture...... It was a butterfly, a butterfly fluttering outside the firmament......

Rumble!

The blood dragon's body collapsed in the roar, turning into pieces of blood-colored snowflakes, spilling down from the sky, and at this moment, the moment the blood dragon collapsed, a completely different sound came from its mouth!

"...... Death"

When this voice swirled, Su Ming's heart shook, and the old man next to him overflowed with blood from the corner of his mouth, muttering this word.

"Dead ......" The stone shard he was holding in his right hand was now on the thirteenth spine of the beast bone, motionless.

"You can't see the world I see...... Can not see...... Hope ......" The old man muttered bitterly, and his right hand, which was holding the stone shard, rubbed the beast bone again, making a clicking sound.

His figure was remarkably gloomy, merging with the voice, revealing a sad loneliness and decline.

"Hope...... Not here, but in the future......" the old man muttered.

At this moment, with Su Ming's eyes closed, when he opened it again, the picture had changed, it was I don't know how many years later, the heavens and the earth roared, bursts of fog filled all directions, and the terrible sound before death surrounded the surroundings, Su Ming watched in a daze as this land became a ruin under this catastrophe, and gradually until the surroundings became dead silence, Su Ming stood up silently, he looked around and saw countless souls.

Those souls, as if they chose to enlighten before Su Ming, before the world of this ancient time came, when Su Ming ascended to the spirit, they had always existed here, and they had been silently looking at Su Ming, until this moment, Su Ming saw them.

That is the boundless and endless soul, that is the soul that exceeds hundreds of millions, that is the soul of all the great barbarians who died, they appeared because of Su Ming, existed because of Su Ming, witnessed Su Ming's perception, witnessed Su Ming's stepping into the spiritual ......

Su Ming looked at them silently, for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, muttering.

"My creation is to recreate the Great Barbarian Tribe, so that your souls can rest! This is my creation, and it is also the creation of the barbarian god!" Su Ming At the moment when he spoke, all the souls around him bowed to Su Ming.

The second update!