Whether it is the old man of the year, or the new power that has risen for more than a thousand years, the cultivation of the entire barbarian race, at this moment, turned into a long rainbow, spread out in the sky, and it looks extremely spectacular from a distance.

The long rainbow pierced through the air, and the sound of whistling echoed, shocking the earth, and went straight to the Holy Land Barbarian Divine Palace where Su Ming was.

With the boiling of the bloodline of the entire barbarian race, as their figures galloped through the sky one by one, the infinite sea beasts that existed in the Dead Sea also appeared a burst of restlessness and uneasiness at this moment under the diffusion of Su Ming's barbarian divine aura.

Most of the sea beasts in the Dead Sea are huge and numerous, whether it is the sea dragon or those sea giants, under the reproduction of more than a thousand years, although there are often conflicts with the barbarians, there are many casualties, but there are still a lot of them.

And with the beast tide again and again for more than a thousand years, the strength of the sea beasts here has exceeded that of more than a thousand years ago, but even so, at this moment, they are still all trembling, and under the deterrence of Su Ming's breath, the sea beasts of the entire Dead Sea are hiding at the bottom of the sea, not daring to rush out of the sea.

They could sense Su Ming's terror from the breath emitted by Su Ming, that was the desperate power that could wipe them out, so even if the cultivation of the barbarian tribe left their respective islands at this moment, none of the sea beasts dared to take the opportunity to cause trouble.

With the roar of the sky, Su Ming stood in the Barbarian God Palace, looking at Fang Canglan, his breath was dispersed, conveying the meaning of summoning, and feeling the boiling of the entire barbarian bloodline, in a few days, a large number of barbarian people would come to visit one after another.

"It's decided?" Fang Canglan raised her head, looked at Su Ming, and spoke softly.

"When I return from this trip, I want to leave here with the whole barbarian tribe and ...... in the outside world Let the barbarians rise. Su Ming nodded and said slowly.

Fang Canglan smiled slightly. He didn't continue to inquire, but closed his eyes and continued to play the sound of the zither, and the music swirled. For a long time.

The first batch to meet Su Ming. It is the cultivation of the life clan in this holy land, almost at the moment when this music is whirling. Outside this barbarian god palace, there were immediately the voices of nearly ten thousand monks, with respect and fanaticism. With excitement, it turned into a roar of sound.

"Holy Land Clan, Barbarian Palace Guard, meet ...... Ordered to cultivate the ancestor, meet ...... Barbarian God!"

The sound boomed, swirling in all directions, shaking the heavens and the earth. The waves were set off, and when he swirled, Su Ming stood by the window, his clothes fluttering in the wind. The light of dusk was sprinkled, and he saw the excited worship of the nearly ten thousand lives in the outside world.

He didn't speak, and the cultivators of the life clan knelt down in unison, and after that sound wave, they were neatly silent, as if as long as Su Ming didn't open his mouth, they would always kneel down like this.

As they knelt down, a trace of pure power of the fate was like the fire of their faith, which they couldn't see, but Su Ming could see, and suddenly came straight to Su Ming, and after integrating into Su Ming's body, it immediately increased Su Ming's cultivation a little.

In fact, there are still a lot of such power in this heaven and earth, although the number is similar to what Su Ming once absorbed, but in terms of purity, it is equivalent to more than 16,000 or so in the outside world.

It's just these, Su Ming won't absorb it now, these power of fate that permeates the heavens and the earth is an important help for Su Ming to move the barbarian world out of the vortex of yin and death.

Guzheng music swirled, time passed slowly, about an hour later, there was a long rainbow whistling in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into hundreds of barbarian cultivators, the first of these people was Bai Changzai, behind him Ziyan, Ziche, Yamu were all there, and there was a figure of Su Ming in the Barbarian God Palace from afar...... Wanqiu.

"The cultivation of the barbarians on Nanze Island, meet the barbarian god, and welcome the return of the barbarian!" Bai Chang took a deep breath, although Su Ming was still his junior back then, but under the passage of time, Su Ming was a barbarian god, which in his opinion, was the supreme existence of the entire barbarian, whether it was in his heart or expression, Bai Changzai was extremely respectful, faintly excited.

With his voice, hundreds of monks on Nanze Island responded in unison, just like those cultivators of the life clan, after the visit, they chose to bow down, waiting for Su Ming's orders, and also waiting for all the barbarian cultivators who would come one after another in the next few days.

Similarly, in the bodies of these hundreds of people, there was also a strong power of fate, and after integrating into Su Ming's body, it was absorbed by him as perfectly as water and milk, becoming a part of cultivation, and nourishing his soul.

Su Ming looked at Bai Changzai, at the familiar people behind him, a smile appeared on his face, and while the music in his ears was swirling, he still didn't speak, but continued to wait.

Dusk because it remains the same, so even if it should be late at night, but the outside world is still the light of dusk sprinkled, between heaven and earth, a long rainbow appeared, these are the barbarians on the island very close to here, looking at it, there are tens of thousands, at this moment, after approaching the Holy Land Barbarian God Palace, these tens of thousands of barbarians immediately bowed down to the Barbarian God Palace.

"I'll wait...... Meet the Barbarian God!!"

The appearance of tens of thousands of people, the power of the fate that erupted in Su Ming's view, faintly seemed to cover the heavens and the earth, at this moment, with their worship, they all condensed Su Ming here, Su Ming's mind boomed slightly, these fate methods were integrated in an instant, not only increased Su Ming's cultivation, but also made his soul a lot stronger in an instant, and even with Su Ming's will, there were great benefits.

"The power of the Dharma, the Dharma of the outer edge and the inner edge, these beliefs are like fire, and they can strengthen my will a lot...... This is the cultivation method that can only be possessed as a spiritual first, which seems to be the same as the fateful realm, but obviously exceeds its too much spiritual first meaning!

If one day I can become a presedent spirit, then I am afraid that the benefits that come from this absorption will be even more. Su Ming listened to the guzheng music in his ears, feeling his cultivation and the continuous strength of the soul alliance, and a smile appeared on his face.

When the next day came, the dusk of the outside world remained unchanged, but the figures in the sky were already more than 10,000 people, and at this moment, more figures could be seen around.

"Nangong Trace, meet Engong!!" A Changhong was approaching at a speed that surpassed everyone, and his voice swirled excitedly, revealing Nangong Trace's already old face, he looked at Su Ming in the Barbarian God Palace, and his memory seemed to have returned to the Nine Yin Realm back then, and Su Ming rushed out with them.

"The barbarians of Skymark Island, meet the barbarian gods!"

"Falling Moon Island, meet the barbarian god!"

"Yanshan Island, meet the four generations of barbarian gods!" Bursts of voices swirled, and as tens of thousands of barbarians approached, the voices of worship came and went, and a large amount of the power of the fate law slammed into Su Ming's mind at this moment, and it lasted for a long time.

"Old man Yaman, meet the four generations of barbarian gods, and congratulate the barbarian gods on their return!" The old man's voice was mixed with another batch of tens of thousands of barbarians, and when he approached in the sky, he excitedly came out, it was Yaman, one of the powerhouses who blasted the immortal clan out of the barbarian clan with Su Ming back then.

"Wushuang, meet the barbarian god!"

"Apocalypse, I can finally see the barbarian god again in my lifetime, congratulations on my return!"

"Red Thunder Heaven Greets the Barbarian God!!"

"The Bloody Blade is only for the barbarian gods, and the barbarian gods still remember the bloody gods!"

With the appearance of various powerhouses from the Immortal Clan who fought against Su Ming back then, the barbarian monks gathered around Su Ming had exceeded 300,000.

In the distance, there were more Changhong roaring, Su Ming looked at all this in front of him, his heart was full of excitement, his cultivation became stronger and stronger with the integration of the Yuanfa, his soul fluctuations were much stronger than before, and his will existed in any corner of this barbarian land.

When the third day ended, the barbarian figures outside the Barbarian God Palace in the Holy Land had nearly 600,000 figures, whether these people came first or later, they couldn't afford to bow down for a long time, looking at it, the heaven and earth were densely packed, and the power of the fate law they exuded had covered the sea and the sky, making it impossible for the twilight to penetrate through.

The cultivation of 600,000 barbarians was condensed together, and the barbarian aura emanating from them was earth-shattering, making the world seem to tremble, these monks can be said to be the elite power of the barbarians today.

Until this moment, Su Ming took a deep breath, turned around, the palace gate of the Barbarian God Palace opened with a bang, and with the opening of the palace gate, the six hundred thousand barbarian cultivators who were kneeling around immediately raised their heads, and their eyes instantly stared at the palace gate.

Gradually, they saw a figure walking out of the gate of the palace, and behind that figure was Fang Canglan.

Su Ming stood outside the palace, the light of dusk could hardly fall on him, he looked at all the barbarians around him, and after a short silence, he said the first sentence facing the entire barbarian clan.

"I, the fourth-generation barbarian god, Su Ming, the ancestor of the life clan, am back!"

This sentence was not high, but at this moment, it set off the thunder of heaven and earth, set off the roar of the Dead Sea, shook the hearts of every barbarian monk, and made all the bloodlines boil to the extreme at this moment.

"Barbarian!"

"Barbarian God!!"

The roar of the "Barbarian God !!" from the cultivation of the 600,000 barbarians filled the heavens and the earth at this moment, as if it had become a voice that was enough to reverberate the entire barbarian.

"I'll come back with you...... Rise!" Su Ming's voice echoed, and the moment the cultivator of the 600,000 barbarians roared, his big sleeve waved violently, and his right hand raised to point towards the distant dusk and sunset.

Under this finger, Su Ming's will suddenly exploded, enveloping the barbarian world, turning into an invisible force, rising from the setting sun, as if to ...... It becomes the sun.

"I will take you, with the entire barbarian world, out of this land of the underworld, and take you to the outer true realm, that is...... My true world!"-

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