Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 736: Dharma Protector

Its head emerged from the pool and looked at Su Ming, with awe and fear in its eyes. It could feel the vague aura coming from Su Ming's body. This aura was so strong that it had never seen it before. Pass.

Gently touching the dragon head, when Su Ming stood up, the witch dragon seemed to sense Su Ming's intention. When his body trembled, there were more ripples in the water pool.

It slowly opened its mouth, and while twisting its body, it spit out a fist-sized blood ball from its mouth. The pure aura of the Witch Clan emitted from the blood ball. The blood ball gradually floated towards Su Ming and stopped in front of Su Ming.

After spitting out the blood cells, the wizard dragon looked a little sluggish, bowed his head in awe to Su Ming, and slowly sank into the pool again.

Su Ming took the blood ball, took a look at it and put it into his storage bag. He turned and walked out of the jungle without saying another word to Master Li Long.

He had already given the other party a chance, but obviously, Master Lilong chose to refuse this opportunity.

When asking for fate, what is needed is not an answer, but a question of fate.

But Master Lilong did not go looking for it, but said indifferently that his actions were about to decay. If Su Ming really only had this kind of memory and only had a few hundred years of cultivation, he might not immediately understand its meaning, but he had experienced too many things. Many, those dozens of reincarnations are equal to dozens of lives.

This is not comparable to Master Li Long. The meaning of his words reveals a kind of contempt from the heart. It is not contempt for Su Ming's cultivation, but contempt for his age.

In Master Lilong's opinion, Su Ming was indeed a god, but he was too young. He was too young to be fully recognized and willing to bow his head and let others guide him.

If Su Ming was an old man who had been famous for many years, then with Master Li Long, the result would be completely different.

In this case, Su Ming naturally stopped talking. When he turned to leave, his figure gradually walked away behind him. Master Na Lilong looked a little complicated as he watched Su Ming go away.

He also knew that he had rejected an opportunity. Maybe this opportunity would allow him to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, but maybe... maybe not. After all, the barbarian god in front of him was so young that it was difficult to recognize him.

His mentality is actually the same as that of many people, who often think that people younger than themselves should not be too trustworthy. Even if his cultivation level is higher than his own. But it is difficult to change this attitude in the heart.

As Su Ming walked away, Master Lilong's eyes followed him, but just as Su Ming walked a hundred feet away. His figure was obscured by the jungle for a moment, and Master Li Long's eyes suddenly shrank.

He vaguely felt that this figure from behind was somewhat familiar. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere before, but the memory was obviously very old, and it was difficult for him to remember when he had seen this similar figure from behind.

"Your Excellency Barbarian God, have you and I met before?" Li Long's words came out after hesitation.

"No." When Su Ming spoke, his body disappeared into the jungle.

They had met Su Ming before, but at that time, he was not what he is now. He was an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life. It's different from now.

After walking out of the jungle, Su Ming did not look back and walked all the way to the outside of Haidong Island. The moment he was about to step out of the island, he looked towards Yuxuan who had excitedly attracted a large number of storage bags, crystals and magic weapons from the sky. said a faint voice.

"Enough fun, I'm leaving." Su Ming finished. Stepping out of Haidong Island, after stepping out of the formation here, he swayed and headed straight for the Tianhan Sect island.

Having obtained everything, he was now going to cooperate with his second senior brother in casting spells. Let the senior brother wake up!

Almost at the same time as Su Ming left, Yu Xuan cheered. After being patted, it turned into a depressed native dog that was thousands of feet tall. The native dog was very aggrieved. It felt that it was obviously a noble and noble dragon, but this little master insisted on turning itself into a native dog.

And the most outrageous thing is that even if he transforms into a size of several thousand feet, he still won't let himself change into the appearance of a ghost dragon, and can only maintain the appearance of this earth dog.

Now when it was leaving, it turned around and glanced viciously at the thousands of people from the Haidong Sect behind it who had besieged them before, but were all dispersed by its roar. After snorting, it transformed into a rainbow and galloped away.

On the ground, there was still a dark shadow chattering excitedly. Now that the big yellow dog in the sky was leaving, the bald crane looked reluctant and quickly left.

In the barbarian lands of Donghuang and Nanchen, it was relatively peaceful. Countless barbarians were gathering and were about to march into the Western Alliance and Beizhou in the near future. When Su Ming left Haidong Island, Yu Xuan, Tugou and Bald Hair Hedu left quickly at the same time.

Far behind the barbarian sky, outside the whirlpool of death where many entrances to world fragments exist, around the nine huge cultivation stars, there are more than thousands of long boats at the moment!

On each long boat, there were several monks wearing black clothes. There were patterns of stars on each monk's clothes. The patterns of the stars were extremely lifelike, making them stand on the long boats in the starry sky. When standing up, it feels as if there is no body, and it feels like merging with the starry sky.

In addition to these thousands of long boats, there were nearly 100,000 people from the immortal clan around, all of them looking respectful and silent.

On a long boat at the front, there was a young man standing at the moment. This young man had swaying black hair and a handsome face, but his lips were thin and his expression was vaguely arrogant.

His clothes are different from everyone else's. The stars on the other people's clothes are stationary, but only the stars on his robe are slowly rotating, looking extremely weird, just like his robe itself. It is a world with its own movement.

Surrounding this young man, there were seven or eight people surrounding him like stars over the moon. All of these seven or eight people were old men, and their cultivation levels... were all at the level of the Lord of the Realm.

"It's just a fairy clan. When I came here, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors didn't come to pay my respects." The young man said calmly.

"Young Master, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, they..."

"Needless to say, it's because I, Daoyuan, don't have enough status in the sect. Hmm, if my brother had come, they would have come to flatter me." The young man waved his hand and his expression became gloomy.

"Young Master...this..." The seven or eight immortals around the young man all smiled bitterly and looked at the young man with awe.

"This is the place of death that your immortal clan has guarded for generations?" The young man's eyes fell on the vortex of death in the starry sky.

"This is the place of death." Immediately beside the young man, an old man from the immortal clan spoke respectfully.

"It is rumored that this land of death contains the power that can destroy the entire Daochen Realm..." The young man's eyes flashed, he stepped out of the long boat, stood in the starry sky, and looked at the whirlpool of death not far away, Show interest.

"Now that I have this kind of power, if I become the leader of Daochen Sect in the future, I will definitely send people to explore it with all my strength." The young man swayed and was about to get closer to check.

But just after he had taken less than a hundred feet, he suddenly stopped, and his expression changed drastically, because outside the whirlpool of death, ninety-nine auras suddenly appeared in the originally endless starry sky, and even more... After these ninety-nine breaths, there are forty-nine more powerful thoughts.

"Sure enough, it is the Ninety-nine Tiger Talisman, the Forty-nine Dragon Talisman suppresses..." The young man hesitated for a moment, and did not go deeper, but turned around and returned to his long boat.

"Okay, I'm just passing by here and can only stay for seven days. The spirit stones I asked you to collect must be obtained within seven days." The young man stood on the long boat and looked coldly at the immortals around him. One glance.

The immortal monks smiled bitterly. One of the middle-aged men hesitated, then stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"Young Master, please give me a few more days of grace. The number of spiritual stones you want is too large. We... need some time to prepare..."

"Seven days, even one more day won't do. If you can't get enough spiritual stones, hum." The young man's face immediately turned cold.

"Young Master..." Among these immortals, an old man suddenly stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master seems to be very interested in this place of death. I have a way to make you On the premise that the Lord does not touch this suppressive talisman, he can enter this place of hell and death."

"Oh?" The young man immediately flashed his eyes and looked at the old man from the immortal clan who was speaking.

"Yes, if the method you mentioned is really effective, I can delay it for a few days. However, if the method doesn't work, the time will remain the same for seven days, but the number of spiritual stones will be doubled."

"Don't worry, young master, please!" The old man smiled slightly and spoke immediately. The rest of the people hesitated for a moment, but did not say that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had issued a decree and were not allowed to activate the formation and send people to come again. They had to wait until they returned. Go turn it on.

A few hours later, in the area filled with countless continents in the fairy sky, thousands of long boats were spread out on it. The few fairy monks surrounded the young man and guided him to the continent and altar in the middle. Above, where Su Ming's physical body is.

"Is he that bitch's brother?" The young man glanced at Su Ming's body, seemed to have remembered something, and said coldly.

"Young Master Yingming, it is this person who enters the land of the underworld, and it is through this physical body that he triggers the formation to descend. However... it takes two days to prepare, and after arriving, his cultivation will be restricted, and he cannot teleport too much. people."

"No problem, Tao slaves nineteen, two one, three one, four one, five one, you five will go out." The young man didn't care. As he spoke, five men in black disappeared from the surrounding boats. , appeared behind the young man.

"Activate the formation, and with the five of him guarding it, even the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors can't do anything to me." The young man raised his right hand, and a fan appeared in his hand, and he said proudly.

As the fairy formation slowly opened, on the barbarian land, the moon was sparse, and the sea breeze blew, causing the sea surface to set off waves of silver foil patterns under the moonlight, with a sense of moisture, hitting the mountain wall. , after silently shattering, it was swept by the coming wind and scattered further away.

It had been two days since Su Ming returned to the Ninth Peak. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the cliff of the Ninth Peak. His expression was calm and alert, and his mind was scattered in all directions. If there was any trouble, he would immediately notice it.

Next to him, the second senior brother crossed his legs and was trying his best to disperse the souls and activate the power of the heavenly ghosts of the entire barbarian tribe to awaken the senior brother. As for Huzi, he was snoring, protecting his senior brother's consciousness by falling asleep.

No matter whether it is the second senior brother or Hu Zi, they must not be disturbed during the process of casting the spell, otherwise... not only will the senior brother not be able to wake up, but even the second senior brother and Hu Zi's lives will be in danger.

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