In the barbarian world, when the early sun was in the sky, the eyes of the 600,000 barbarian cultivators around them condensed on Su Ming's body one by one, and they witnessed Su Ming raise his hand, the sea beasts were all wiped out, and the Dead Sea was vaporized.

They also saw with their own eyes that when Su Ming waved his sleeves, he sealed the sky, making it difficult for the fierce roots of the outside world to step into half a step, if these were still secondary, then they had witnessed Su Ming's peerless momentum of slashing with a sword.

The three major wills that came before were distracted, although there were too many barbarian cultivators here who didn't know who they were, but for the Yaman Wushuang and others, they were a group of people who had faintly explored the secrets of this barbarian world.

It was precisely because they knew that the countless realms of this Yin Death Vortex were dominated by three ancient wills, so the shock in their hearts at this moment was much more than that of other clansmen.

It was the will of the three eternal beings that had existed since ancient times, it was an irresistible providence, Su Ming back then could not resist, he could only go away from the divine source, the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the three of Huzi were also unable to fight, and they could only be left behind in order to leave here.

Even a generation of barbarian gods and mountain cultivators are faintly influenced by these three wills, and the reproduction and changes of the entire barbarian race over countless years have the figure of these three wills behind them.

This...... It is only a barbarian world, just one of the realms in the huge Yin Death Vortex, it can be imagined that in this Yin Death Vortex, there must be many spatial realms, all of which are controlled by these three wills and determine the fate of countless living beings.

But such a strong will, although it was only a distraction before, ...... was unexpectedly ...... by Su Ming's sword Suddenly smashed, this scene made the teeth of the barbarian Wushuang and the others almost stop breathing.

Fang Canglan looked at Su Ming in the sky with a smile, she didn't know how powerful Su Ming was. She won't care about these, the spiritual symbol of the barbarians for more than a thousand years makes her hope from the bottom of her heart that the barbarians can rise, and she has waited for more than a thousand years. Now Su Ming's return. She knew that the day ...... As Su Ming said. It's already here.

There was no more Dead Sea on the ground, and there was a basin hollowed out, and there were no corpses to be seen, for the corpses of all the sea beasts had been shattered into nothingness. In the sky, there was no earthy yellow ring, but it was covered by a purple formation with red rays, densely packed like a spider's web, sealing the sky to death.

Through this seal, it can be seen that there are a large number of fierce spirits in the outside world, and they have different appearances. They are trying to constantly blast open the seal and kill in, but their power falls on the seal, but it can't make the slightest ripple.

"It's coming. Su Ming muttered to himself lightly, his gaze falling on the sky. Turned into a fierce will, as he said, he waited, waiting for the three wills to really come.

Only when their intentions come, Su Ming's extermination, can they truly extinguish the birth of these three wills, Su Ming has been waiting for this day for a long time, and he doesn't care about waiting a little longer.

Whether it was the forced departure back then, or the illusory plot in the Fifth Sea of Shenyuan, plus the imprint of Senior Brother and others, all of this gave Su Ming no reason not to kill.

He was still a little apprehensive before, after all, the imprint of the senior brother and others was by no means ordinary, and once the three wills were killed, it was very likely that they would be implicated, but ...... After taking away Dao Chen's True Realm, he had a True Realm clone and became the Spirit Ancestor of the First Realm, Su Ming was confident that the senior brothers and others in his True Realm would be protected by him.

In this way, if these three wills want to attract the imprint on the body of the senior brother and others when they are dying, they will lose their effect.

Su Ming was waiting, his expression was calm, his gaze fell from the sky to the land without sea water, his gaze could not cover the entire earth, but his divine sense was just a sweep, and the land of the barbarian world easily appeared in his mind.

He saw the Dayu Imperial Palace that was buried in the depths of the seabed, frozen, this ice has not melted too much now, looking at the once familiar place, Su Ming also saw the various creatures that were frozen in ice, and now it seems that these are the clansmen of other tribes in the pre-Ling era.

Maybe there are tribes from Shu and Wu in this, and this Dayu Imperial Palace...... Obviously, it was not created by a generation of barbarian gods, it was the Great Yu Illusion created by the barbarian ministers when the Great Barbarian Department was still there.

This matter, Su Ming saw it clearly in the world of the Hall of Spirits, when he returned to ancient times.

His gaze finally landed on a towering platform in the ruins of the Dayu Imperial Palace, where he had been there before, and had seen it when he had returned to ancient times, and some of his speculations had already been confirmed in his heart.

"The world I see...... You can't see it, you can't see it...... Hope ......" Su Ming muttered softly, the ancient barbarian tribe barbarian, the legendary Dayu barbarian duke on the barbarian land, and the blind man who repaired Xun, the person who told himself that the barbarian mountain was in his heart......

These figures gradually overlapped together, but Su Ming always felt that something was missing, until in this overlapping figure, a touch of Su Ming's familiar kindness appeared, Su Ming sighed lightly, he had already understood.

At the moment when Su Ming sighed, he suddenly sighed, his divine consciousness felt two traces of life in the Dayu Palace, one of them was a huge turtle, this turtle was now lying quietly in a corner, facing Su Ming's divine consciousness, it showed hesitation, as if it felt a trace of familiarity, but more was unfamiliar, and did not dare to appear.

"Is it ......" Su Ming smiled slightly, the focus of his divine consciousness was on the traces of the second life, which existed in the depths of the Dayu Palace, almost the moment Su Ming's divine consciousness swept away, a roar with madness suddenly came out, as if it turned into an impact, and came straight to Su Ming's divine sense.

In the silent roar and whirlwind, Su Ming's divine consciousness was actually distorted under this crazy fluctuation, Su Ming's eyes flashed, he had felt the crazy will that existed in it when he first explored the Dayu Palace.

Although there were some judgments when the Dayu Imperial Palace was summoned later, it seems that these judgments were not correct, this crazy consciousness, it is definitely not something that a life can have, this is more...... Instead, it's like the soul of some kind of magic weapon.

"Soul of the Magic Weapon......" Su Ming groaned, his divine sense moved away, and landed on the land of the Dead Sea where the barbarians once were, and in another location, there was a tower, a tower that was still submerged by the Dead Sea despite its towering.

This is the barbarian tower, it is also the barbarian god tower, it is the tower condensed by the generation of barbarian gods in the mountains, Su Ming of the year with his cultivation, can not step into the top floor, and can not find out the truth of the most top-level legend with the barbarian holy weapon desolate clues.

But now, this tower seemed to Su Ming as transparent, and he could clearly see that in the top floor, among the layers of seals and prohibitions, there was a fist-sized ding, which was floating, exuding a wild aura.

Nading has a simplicity and vicissitudes, and it seems that it has existed for many years......

Looking at this small tripod in the barren tower, Su Ming silently felt that after a long time, he could be sure that this thing was ...... It's not the Holy Weapon of the Great Barbarian, it's a fake.

But although it is an imitation, because of the precipitation of its years, it also has some desolate power in this thing, but it is only a tripod, and there is no soul in it.

Seeing this, Su Ming had already understood.

What is sealed in the Dayu Palace is the soul of the magic weapon, this soul ...... It is very likely that it is the soul of the Great Barbarian Holy Weapon, or not all of it, but it must be some, and this tripod is an imitation, but if it is fused with that soul, this thing ...... It can also be called the Great Barbarian Hallow.

It's just that it's much worse than the real holy weapon of the Great Barbarian Tribe in the Lingxian Era.

"This is the secret hidden in the barbarian world, but it is only one of the many secrets of the Death Vortex. Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed in the direction where the barren tower was.

Under this finger, his divine thoughts suddenly condensed around the barren tower from all directions, and after being violently involved in it, a loud rumbling sound immediately spread all around, and the seals in the tower were broken one by one by Su Ming's divine thoughts like a broken bamboo, layer by layer, that is, the time of a few breaths, directly to the top layer.

The seal here is more complicated, but if Su Ming's cultivation is to break it, it only needs to be forcibly shattered, but ...... Almost at the moment when his divine thoughts were approaching, suddenly, all the seals and prohibitions that existed on the top floor of the barren tower seemed to dissipate by themselves after sensing Su Ming's barbarian thoughts, as if they were actively forced to retreat.

This made Su Ming's eyes freeze, and his divine thoughts suddenly poured into the top floor of the barren tower, and the floating palm-sized tripod disappeared into the barren tower.

At the same time, Su Ming's right hand was raised, and the void distorted in his palm, and Xiao Ding appeared.

Its color bronze, with the breath of antiquity, contains the taste of time, floating on Su Ming's palm at the moment, motionless, but there is a sense of heaviness on the face.

Looking at this ding, Su Ming was silent, shook his big sleeve in his left hand, and grabbed it in the direction of the Dayu Palace.

The will was invisible, but in Su Ming's divine thoughts, he could see that it was a huge figure, this figure was ten zhang tall, extremely burly, with messy hair, and a spear in his hand, roaring up to the sky when he rushed out, making the heavens and the earth distort, and the void turned into ripples.

However, its body is mostly vague and incomplete.

At this moment, under the roar, the figure turned its head violently and stared at the direction where Su Ming was, as if it was looking at each other from an endless distance from Su Ming's gaze at this moment.

Roar!

The figure roared again, and the body shook and disappeared in an instant, only Su Ming could see that the figure had turned into an impact of thought, and was rapidly approaching him.