Beseech The Devil

    Eastern Wilderness Continent North, by the Eastern Wilderness continent 12 in the years before the Union together, composed of Eastern wilderness one of the four forces of myriad life Se CT, the myriad life Sect barbarian Soul great perfection, who had an indirect war with Su Ming, now trembling, standing on the sky of Myriad's live Sect, under his , tens of thousands barbarian Clan of the people kneel, a look out of the excitement and expectations have never been.

    The old man was in the air, watching the twisted sky, and laughing wildly, he smiled and smiled, his eyes shed tears of excitement.

    "Bloodline Ignition, Barbarian God is born, I am Barbarian Clan…Saved! ! The head of the Myriad Life Sect ministry, along with the old man Tian Qi…Come and meet my Barbarian Clan, the Fourth God of Barbarians! !

    Our Barbarian Clan counterattack…We have arrivedThe old man Tian Qi laughs like a madman, as if waiting for this day, has been waiting for too long, too, today, at this moment, he finally waited for this long-awaited, only the day that the legend has!

    The Myriad Life Sect under his 12 tribes, now the How-shaking Earth-shattering roar, the roaring is the excitement, the crazy cry, the resonance of the Barbarian Clan's Bloodline Ignition.

    Along the road, Changhong suddenly flew up. Under the leadership of the old Barriac Soul Great Perfection's Myriad Life Sect, most of the sky was replaced by countless Changhong. The sound of whistling sounds and tens of thousands of people, on the day. It whizzed past.

    The direction in which they go forward is the guideline of their blood, the induction in their meditation, and how far away they are from here…Su Ming is where!

    You don't need a specific direction, you just need to follow the boiling of the blood, the closer you are, the more intense the blood is boiling.It is the best direction.

    Almost at the Myriad Life Sect, under the leadership of the old man, nearly 10,000 gallops, in the other direction of the Eastern Wilderness Continent, there is a jungle, endless, bursts of gas. This makes it seem like a restricted area of ​​life. Even the people of Immortal Clan, although knowing that there is a Sect of Barbarian Clan, they are not willing to come here.

    Barbarian Clan, which exists here, is one of the four forces alongside Myriad Life Sect, the Tooth Barbarian and the nearly a hundred small tribes that belong to it, and they won't go out of the jungle easily.

    As if isolated from the world, Immortal Clan does not offend, nor will they take the initiative to provoke Immortal Clan. This jungle. It is their last bottom line.

    In the jungle, no black smoke is emitted, but this does not mean that there is no Barbarian Soul Great Perfection. The Man-Elder of the Tooth Barbarian, whose Culture is known in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, was Barbarian Soul Great Perfection many years ago.

    The moment In the originally calm jungle, in the poisonous gas, I saw many trees appearing shaking, and a face appeared on the big trees. These faces all have the same expression, shaking, and stunned. That is the confusion of the Bloodline Ignition in the body.

    There are also numerous swamps on the ground, and a large number of figures have emerged at this moment. The same look, the same sorrow, the burning of the blood, so that all the people of the Tooth Barbarian tribe have been shaking.

    In the depths of the jungle, at the moment on the open space, stood an old man wearing a beast skin. Behind the old man, there are seven or eight people, each of whom has a weak Barbarian Soul Cultivation. Even if you look carefully, there is more like this jungle.

    But now these momentums are all disordered. It seems that their hearts can't be calm, and the excited eyes are looming in the only standing beast skin. It seems to be waiting for his choice.

    The look of the beast skin old man is uncertain. He raises the head and stares at the air. He is sometimes excited and sometimes hesitated. He feels the burning of the blood in his body and feels the call from the underworld.

    "I know you want to go…"For a long time, the old man slowly to open mouth, no one around to talk, only the heavy breathing sounded out of desire.

    "I also felt the burning of the blood, this is the sign of Barbarian God…But the burning of this blood, still…Too weak. ”Beast skin The old man sighed and shook his head.

    He didn't dare to gamble.

    At the same time, on the southwest side of the Eastern Wilderness Continent, there were two large numbers of Eastern Wilderness that had to be hidden, but now they have to be hidden under the invasion of Immortal Clan.

    One is hidden in the depths of the earth, living in the cave, in the grievances and anger, do not dare to appear on the earth, because once they appear, they are facing the cofferdam of Immortal Clan.

    There is also one that is hidden in the endless mountains, without the glory of the past, and some are just the hopeless tomorrow.

    With an excited roar, echoing from the depths of the Earth in the southern part of Eastern Wilderness Continent, the earth in that area, there are several deep cracks in the rumbled, from which there are many colors. Dismissed, it is a respected Man-Totem…

    After Man-Totem, a thin and thin old man rushed out of his body and stood in the air. He laughed at the sky, and the laughter seemed to explode all the grievances of him and the Horde for years.

    "My hopes for most of the clouds have arrived…Bloodline Ignition, Barbarian God, the tribesmen of Overflowing Cloud Tribe, when do we want to avoid…"If the thin old man is mad, he grows up to the earth.

    "Blood Fiend, the Overflowing Cloud Tribe Man-Elder, is desperate, but now…The dawn of the rise of Barbarian Clan, even if my family is destroyed, it is better than now! ! Tribesmen, go with the old man to see the Fourth God of Barbarians! ”The old and thin old man swayed, and suddenly there was an endless roar from the crack in the earth. Along the road, Changhong flew out quickly. Those Changhong were all dry and skinny, apparently since hiding in the depths of earth. Their days are extremely bitter.

    They have nothing to lose, and if so, they must go to a dignity!

    Just, perhaps hiding in the mountains than hiding in the depths of the earth, in the situation of life is better, so that in the Eastern wilderness continent western mountains, barbarian Clan in eastern wilderness another large ministry , but in the silence and tribesmen of the blood, the oppression of the people, they may not be reluctant to go out, not reluctant to visit the legend of the fourth God of the barbarians caused by boiling.

    Instead, they dare not go to give a story for a legend.

    In addition to this Eastern Wilderness, here at the Land of South Morning, the blood of the boil also exists, a long line of whistling, or three or five groups, or only one person, following the fluctuations of the blood. Turned into a long rainbow, went straight to the Eastern Wilderness.

    The boiling of this blood is like a call, which is a sign of the rise of Barbarian Clan.

    Even on the Land of South Morning, on that many islands, there is such a race, and it is literally raised up, this race. They call themselves!

    They exist on many small islands on the edge of Southern Dawn. Some are scattered, some are condensed together, and they are looking for each other. Just that…The crash and drastic changes of Southern Dawn made it difficult for them to find each other.

    Ming Clan The people of the island are now worshipping the statues of gods in their families. At this moment, they trembled one by one. They felt the burning of the blood. This blood burning was very different from that of Barbarian Clan, but a direct, indescribable boiling.

    As if Su Ming had become the moment of their Ming Clan gods, it was already destined to be inextricably linked between Su Ming and Su Ming.

    It is also the connection that exists in this meditation, at this moment. Make the hearts of these Ming Clan people tremble, blood burning, making their Culture…In this moment, there has been a wide increase.

    Like a river, in the rogue, it is scattered into hundreds of thousands of branches, and many of the branches of the river have withered. There are also many that continue.

    But if one day, the source of this river, if suddenly there is an endless stream of rivers, then its numerous branches and rivers will change.

    It is like a big tree. The density of the separate branches and leaves depends on the sunlight. But more…It depends on the water of its roots!

    This is the power of the source.

    "Venerable Mo is summoning…"The people of Ming Clan on the island of Ming Clan slowly raised their heads. Their eyes were full of excitement and eagerness. They didn’t hesitate, they simply flew up and left the island resolutely. The whole tribe went straight to Eastern. Wilderness goes.

    At the same time, on the island outside the Southern Dawn, there are many locations, all of which have a long rainbow flying out. Among those in Changhong, it is the broken tribesmen of Ming Clan.

    Among these tribesmen, there are those who have been silent for several years, and there are faint people who seem to be inconspicuous to outsiders, and those who have already become the leader and are in high positions among the forces of all parties.

    But now, without hesitation, they gave up everything and went straight to the Eastern Wilderness. Following the burning of the blood, following the Ming Clan's ties, looking for…Their Venerable Mo.

    "Unable to continue to work below, say goodbye!"On the island, a strong man, bowed to a middle-aged man in his predecessor, his look was determined, and he did not miss it. He turned to the sky and even tore off the silver armor.

    What is left is the person behind him, silent eyes.

    On a small island, the rumbled voice whirls and whispers.

    "Nangong Hen, how the Lord has been to you over the years, you could have it that I don’t know why I have to betrayed!"

    "The Lord has been kind to me. For many years I have been able to give life to Nangong Hen, but…All this is under the call of Venerable Mo, I have to leave. ”Between rumbled, a middle-aged man turned into Changhong and went straight to the sky.

    There is also a small island where a young man stands silently on the mountain. Behind him is a woman who bites her lower lip and looks at the youth.

    "Must leave?"This woman has been for a long time, softly to open mouth.

    "When I was a teenager, he took me and the tribesmen of the entire nation and walked out there. I looked at his back and silently vowed that this life would be as powerful as him…Now that I am growing up, I have my own home and have my own life…But, I am Ming Clan! ”The young man closed his eyes and slammed open after a moment, and the body stepped toward nothingness.

    Leaving behind him, the woman who seems to have lost all her strength is watching silently.

    "Wait for me, one day, I will be back!"

    A similar scene, on many small islands, appeared in a large number of scattered forces outside the Southern Dawn. No one, no one, could stop the tribesmen of Ming Clan from pursuing the call of Venerable Mo. {Floating Astronomy www.piaotian.com Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}