Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 5 My Daochen Realm Chapter 1195 Those Six Numbers!

"I am the Barbarian God!" Su Ming raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, his aura exploded, and the cultivation within his body quickly swam and whirled, causing Su Ming's long hair to float, causing the red stripe that he could not see. The long dragon roared silently, as if it was rising into the sky from an unknown number of years ago with Su Ming.

"quite!"

"quite!!"

"Brutal!!!" Thousands of shadows around him all roared out such a sound at this moment. This sound merged with the roar of the long dragon to form a sound. Although Su Ming could not hear it, the old man from the Spiritual Department had his eyes open again that day. The shock of contraction.

His body was retreating, and the overlap of two different years appeared in his eyes. One was from eons ago, and the other was now. The Great Barbarian clan years ago, and the current Su Ming. The two seemed to be at this moment, because The clan Qi in Su Ming's body resonated, and there was a shift that seemed to have occurred over time.

At this moment, Su Ming's cultivation reached its peak, and his belief was extremely firm. He stood on the platform. Although he could not see anything abnormal around him, he could feel that there seemed to be countless hidden things. The eyes were focused on him, and those eyes contained expectations, excitement, and a resonance that made Su Ming persistent.

"When I was born, I was inactive, but after I was born, my savagery has declined. The unkindness of the sky brought chaos, and the unkindness of the earth caused me to suffer from Wushan..." Su Ming murmured, in such an environment, on such an occasion, in other The moment he chose the Great Barbarian Tribe and revealed that he was a Barbarian God, Su Ming remembered this... Barbarian God song.

As his words murmured, the old man from the Tianling Tribe not far away looked shocked again, because he discovered that when Su Ming said these four words, the long red dragon roared even more intensely, The number of tens of millions of souls around has increased sharply again, becoming tens of millions. Even among these tens of millions of souls, there are some figures that are familiar to the old man.

The heaven and earth shook, and the sky twisted. The earth roared. Layers of ripples spread, as if... there was a strange force triggered by Su Ming's presence at this moment.

This power was originally buried here. As it is being aroused at this moment, it seems that the two worlds are merging. This is complicated to say, but in fact, if the great barbarians from eons ago are compared to one world. Su Ming's current era can be compared to a world, so... the world from eons ago seems to be traveling through nothingness, waking up from darkness. To come to this world, Su Su Ming's era needs to be integrated. .

This sounds mysterious. But now in the eyes and feelings of the old man Tian Ling, this is the case.

"What a great Barbarian tribe, what a great Barbarian Duke who has succeeded in being promoted six times!! What a great man, let alone Mantian!!" The old man Tianling took a deep breath, and his expression showed admiration. He could tell, Su Ming not only possesses the clan aspiration of the Great Man tribe, but is not only the hope of the Great Man tribe, but also condenses the will of the entire Great Man tribe. His ascension. It is destined to be anything but ordinary, because... he is not rising alone. He is fused with the fate and will of the barbarians. That is...the entire barbarians are protecting him and accompanying him...ascension!

"If the sky has eyes, why doesn't it see me sinking into darkness forever? If the gods have a spirit, why do they separate me from the south and the sea? I don't live up to the sky, why do the gods let me not see the darkness of night? I live up to the gods, why do the gods destroy my flesh and blood? Memories are flying!" Su Ming murmured. The echo of the Barbarian God's Song made him seem to see the years before eternity, the tens of millions of souls around him, and the long bloody dragon in the sky. The dragon condensed The will of the barbarians, in this roar, seems... it is Su Ming!

The surrounding souls were majestic again at this moment, no longer tens of millions, but nearly billions, boundless. The souls of all the barbarians who appeared here in different years felt like they had returned to their hometown. At this moment After appearing, they all roared and worshiped...the barbarian god they had been waiting for for a long, long time!

This scene made the old man Tianling retreat again. His breathing was rapid. As he retreated, he looked towards Su Ming. When he looked at this moment, what he saw was no longer Su Ming alone, but... The soul of the entire barbarian tribe!

And Su Ming is the soul of the great barbarian tribe. His appearance has become the source of excitement for the great barbarian tribe here. It seems that at this moment, the sleeping barbarians, the barbarians that have perished here, are reawakening!

"Looking up with tears of blood, why would I regret my life and go against the vicissitudes of life! Since the sky has no eyes, I will step on the sky and use my eyes to call myself immortal! Since the gods have no spirit, I swear to kill the gods and establish an emperor!

With good luck, I will definitely kill Sanhuang Mulberry with my hands! The barbaric soul has condensed. In this life, the immortal world will be stained with blood and millions of people will die!

Let this life go by and sing the barbarian sorrows, so why not use this intention to rise up the barbarians! ! "Su Ming looked up to the sky and roared. Under this roar, hundreds of millions of barbarian souls all around roared together. The blood dragon roared in the sky, the color of the sky changed. During the roar of the heaven and earth, countless barbarian people roared, and the blood dragon The roar turned into a voice.

"Barbarian God!"

"Barbarian God!!"

"Barbarian God!!!"

"I am the Barbarian God, and I am the first to rise today!!" Su Ming flicked his sleeves and suddenly waved towards the sky. The blood dragon roared and slammed its head into the sky. The sky twisted, and under the roar, a grand hall suddenly descended.

That was not the Hall of All Souls, that was the first Hall of Souls. At the same time as this hall appeared, with the roar of hundreds of millions of barbarian souls, golden light flashed across the sky. At this moment, the real Hall of All Souls suddenly descended. .

The golden hall, a palace filled with debris, contains ancient will. The inheritance palace jointly created by the ancestors of Wei at that time, at this moment, truly descends into the sky.

The old man from the Tianling Tribe, who was forced back by the rising aura of the great barbarians in the distance, looked a little excited at the moment. Su Ming's promotion had many more possibilities for success than those he had seen before. He hoped that Su Ming could succeed. , he hoped that Su Ming would not fail, because if Su Ming, who had condensed the soul of the great barbarian, also failed, then he didn't know who else would succeed first in this era.

At the same time as the Hall of Souls descended, golden figures suddenly appeared. More than two thousand figures, if not counting the one at the top, turned into nine horizontal rows and appeared in the sky like a tower. In the middle, the ancient and vicissitudes of life spread out from the Hall of All Souls, turning into pressure. At the same time, Su Ming's eyes revealed persistence.

In the bottom row, there were eight hundred and eighty-one golden figures. Pressure emanated from them, covering the earth, waiting for Su Ming's choice.

Su Ming looked at the ancestors, and the persistence in his eyes became more and more intense. He knew that if this choice was wrong, it would lead to death. There was only one chance.

He looked at the ancestors, and after sweeping his gaze in silence, he finally looked at the figure above the nine rows, whose aura was obviously much stronger than the other ancestors.

"Inheritance...the order of arrangement is a path of flesh and blood paved by each tribe in exchange for the lives of a large number of strong men...it is after the ancestors tried again and again, they found a way to pass on, so that future generations can An increasingly safer path to advancement.

But the order of arrangement..." Su Ming's eyes flashed with determination, and as he swayed forward, he stood up from the ground, jumped from the ascending stage, turned into a long rainbow, and headed straight for more than two thousand people. More than 800 figures at the bottom of the ancestors' throne roared away.

This can only be a bet. The only thing Su Ming knows is that the ancestral position is more than 500 years ago. He should not try it because he has seen the ancestor of the barbarian tribe fail to ascend to the ancestral position, and it is obvious that a tribe is trying to lay out this The road of blood should not be chosen arbitrarily, but should be tried one by one in order. From this point of view, Su Ming can be half sure that the ancestral positions within more than 500 people will definitely fail.

But similarly, if the barbarians back then had tried from the end, Su Ming's guess would have been a complete failure, so... there would be no hint at all.

Speeding in silence, the moment Su Ming approached the last row of ancestors' seats, his eyes flashed suddenly. After scanning them one by one, he gritted his teeth and walked towards one of them in an instant. But just as he was about to approach, Su Ming suddenly stopped and retreated instead of advancing. After retreating several hundred feet, he stared at the statues of ancestors outside the Hall of All Souls. In his mind, at that moment, he suddenly remembered something. What.

Su Ming's retreat caused the old man from the Tianling Department in the distance to frown slightly. When he looked silently, he saw that Su Ming seemed to be deep in thought.

"Senior, do you know how many people in the Great Barbarian tribe have succeeded in ascending to spirit?" Su Ming suddenly spoke, his voice loud and clear in all directions.

"Six times!" The old man Tianling's eyes flashed and he spoke immediately.

Su Ming was silent, but there was a sparkle in his eyes, and there was a hint of reminiscence in that sparkle.

"Six times...six numbers...my grandfather also told me six numbers back then, six numbers that allowed me to climb higher on Fengzhen Mountain...

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 suddenly shook, and he raised his head and stared at the crowd. In the Spirit Hall, his eyes fell on the 781st ancestor's seat in the bottom row. Then he looked at them one by one and compared the numbers one by one until his eyes fell on the third row from the top.

"Could it be..." Su Ming's eyes narrowed. He gritted his teeth and without hesitation, he galloped straight towards... the 781st ancestor's seat in the last row, whizzing away.

His fast speed represented his inner determination. Since it was a bet, he would rather bet on the seemingly ordinary set of numbers that his grandfather gave him.

With a bang, his body was close to the 781st ancestor's position in an instant, and he was in contact with this ancestor's position in an instant. At this moment, the expression of the old man Tianling in the distance seemed to be normal, but he His heart was extremely nervous.

At this moment, a shocking roar, accompanied by a low roar from Su Ming, suddenly swirled in all directions in the sky! (To be continued...)