Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 709: The Awakening of the Underworld! (Fourth Update)

Outside the East Barren Tower, more and more barbarians gathered. When the Blood Demon and others also arrived, looking around, there were no less than hundreds of thousands of barbarians around the East Barren Tower.

There are more barbarians galloping around the horizon.

The breathing and enthusiasm of hundreds of thousands of people formed an earth-shattering momentum. This momentum surrounded the East Barren Tower like stars and the moon, and a madness that could frighten any ethnic group broke out in them.

The source of this madness is their bloodline, and the source of this bloodline madness is the ninth blood-colored halo in the sky. The understanding contained in that halo is what Su Ming has left behind even a generation of barbarian gods Lie Shanxiu. I can't resist my feelings, and I want to collapse with them.

This evil thought lingered around the entire barbarian land. Even though it looked like the blue sky had returned, in reality, the swirling deathly mist was causing bursts of excited roars due to Su Ming's ninth halo.

The roar echoed, and some evil things seemed to rush out of the mist and linger on the edge, but they restrained themselves and did not really rush into the barbarians.

In the rolling mist, the three old voices coming from the depths were also roaring at this moment.

"It's the aura of that little guy, yes, it's his aura...the aura of the Barbarian God of this generation!"

"The bloody evil thoughts, such astonishing killing intent, I seem to be able to see the bloody world existing in this evil thoughts, what a beautiful world it is..."

"I like this little guy. I like people with such evil thoughts. If I had known he was like this, I wouldn't have let those damn immortals take him away and bring him to the Holy Land of Death. He will become my One of the holy sons of the underworld!"

Just as these three voices were roaring, an extremely domineering spiritual thought that was older than them and deeper into the deathly mist suddenly rolled up the mist and fiercely aimed at the three The consciousness pressed down.

"Shut up, everyone!"

This old voice exudes an evil spirit while reverberating. Immediately, the three spiritual consciousnesses fell into silence.

"I felt familiar fluctuations in him, which were the fluctuations our Yin Death Realm had agreed with Lieshan Xiu back then! It was the summoning agreement between the spirit guards of the evil spirits clan and the ghost demons of the Mixi clan.

This wave is not too strong yet. The three of you are always observing. When the wave is strong enough to be summoned, you must bring him to see me immediately. When that little guy Lieshan Xiu left, he took our disciples from the underworld with him. Mission, he went to help us find the way to the fifth true world, and we have two groups. Follow orders that can cause fluctuations throughout your life.

However, Lie Shanxiu did not say that one person would cause this fluctuation. It refers to the gathering of the entire barbarian tribe. There are some discrepancies here, but no matter what. Over the ages, after Lie Shanxiu left, this person was the only one to send out the waves of the summoning covenant. Then...it's him! "

The deathly mist rolled violently with the old man's voice. In its deepest part, there were two whirlpools in the mist. These two vortices were motionless and hidden in the mist. Now they are looming and faintly visible as the mist rolls. I saw that there seemed to be a continent inside one of the still whirlpools.

The land on that continent was black, and even the sky was pitch black. Only the red lightning that occasionally flashes across the sky can reflect the world more clearly, allowing people to slightly see that on that land, there are a hundred thousand people wearing black armor sitting cross-legged.

These people all had their eyes closed, as if they had been asleep for an unknown number of years. Their bodies were about three feet tall. All the faces are covered with ferocious grimaces, like masks.

If Su Ming were here, he could immediately clearly feel the aura emanating from their bodies. It was that he was in the first eight floors of the East Wilderness Tower. The breath that belongs to the evil spirit clan is mastered.

Two stationary vortices, one inside the other. It is also a piece of land, but the color of the earth is red, and so is the sky, but black lightning appears from time to time, leaving the earth in darkness. There are also a hundred thousand people sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing red armor, each one When you close your eyes, you can see that each of them is skinny and skinny, with bursts of red light lingering around their bodies, which looks quite strange.

They are the Mixi tribe!

For eternity, the warriors of these two groups have always been silent here, sleeping, waiting for the appearance of someone who can summon them to wake up. The blood light echoes in the barbarian land, and the blood light on the ninth floor of the East Wilderness Tower will The moment Su Ming's will was released, the eyes of the two hundred thousand warriors in the two vortexes all trembled, as if they were about to open.

But the call from the promise was very weak, so their eyes twitched before closing again.

In the world of barbarians, the aura of the East Barbarian Tower swept across. Amidst the fanatical worship of hundreds of thousands or more barbarians, Su Ming's figure was revealed in the center of the first floor of the East Barbarian Tower as golden light flashed.

His body was filled with evil aura. The enlightenment that made his heart no longer in deathly silence and the longing for autumn caused Su Ming to undergo earth-shaking changes in his body after he left the ninth floor of the tower.

This change has no interference from outsiders and no other existence to guide it. It is born in Su Ming's consciousness and belongs to his own understanding.

"The colors of autumn..." Su Ming licked his lips, his eyes revealed an evil light, and walked slowly to the front of the killing sword. As he approached, the killing sword immediately trembled, as if He felt something was wrong with Su Ming, and felt that Su Ming looked like a different person compared to before.

The evil thoughts coming from Su Ming were far beyond the killing sword, causing the sword to tremble and scream.

Su Ming raised his right hand and slowly held it on the hilt of the sword.

"Finally, I want to ask you, do you want to worship me?"

The killing sword trembled violently in Su Ming's hand, and a blue light appeared on it as the golden light flashed, turning into a blue villain. The villain was extremely weak. After being revealed, it looked at Su Ming in fear. , it clearly noticed that although Su Ming at this moment did not seem to be extremely powerful, there was an aura coming from him that made even it tremble. This aura seemed to have awakened something unknown in the person in front of it...

"The main killing sword, you should like killing, but all killings are for death. All killings must worship death, and I... represent death." Su Ming spoke slowly, and his soul seemed to be at this moment. It has been sublimated, and the aura of awakening that makes the sword tremble becomes even stronger at this moment.

At the same time, in the starry sky of the Immortal Clan, in the area where countless land masses existed, in the center surrounded by layers of layers, where Su Ming's body was, a breath of death burst out from Su Ming's body. The explosion of this aura immediately caused the sharp thorns that penetrated into Su Ming's body to lift up, as if to suppress the roar of the aura in his body.

All the powerful men in the entire Immortal Clan were shocked at this moment. Rainbows were galloping and formation transmission rooms were rushing towards the place where Su Ming's body was stored.

"The Awakening of the Underworld... This is the Awakening of the Underworld!!" A white-haired old man stepped into the teleportation array with an expression of fear.

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