Deep at the bottom of the sea, the ice has disappeared in fragmentation, and the entire seabed is pitch black and full of dead silence.

As far as the eye can see, except for the darkness, there is not the slightest light, there is no gold here, and there is no place where the left hand of the previous second-generation barbarian god is.

Even if he could accurately know the position of the barbarian god's left hand, at this moment, it was a void, as if everything did not exist, and no trace was revealed.

But in this area that is invisible to the naked eye, even the divine sense cannot perceive, there is a space separated from the sea, and there is a golden light in that space, and these rays of light are scattered and turned into golden rune swirls, making this small space filled with countless rune marks.

The light here is not visible from the outside.

In the center of the space where the golden runes were permeated, the third volume of the Ming Zhen Donghuang Chapter 569 Warmth was covered by five layers of golden curtains, which looked oval-shaped, and those golden curtains were drummed and closed, as if they were breathing.

Strange space, strange five-layer light curtain, in the deepest part of the light curtain, is covered with a huge arm, this arm is very rough, standing there, raised high, palm slightly gripped, in that palm, sits a young man with closed eyes.

This young man's long black hair was spread out, his appearance was handsome, his face was slightly red, and he would only breathe for a long time, and his hands were pressed on the palms of this palm, and he could clearly see that as if he grew with it, bursts of breath emanated, burrowing into this person's whole body, and drilling into his seven orifices.

Su Ming seemed to meditate silently, but in his body, it was like a stormy wave, and at this moment he was undergoing an earth-shaking change, and the endless vitality power was constantly integrated into his body, swimming in his body, and was quickly devoured and absorbed by the brute bones of his whole body.

Su Ming's cultivation is special, there are only more than 20 brute bones of others, but here Su Ming, every bone in his body has the possibility of becoming a brute bone, and even his flesh and blood. Everything in his body is like that.

Now under this rapid absorption, in this time that I don't know how long has passed, Su Ming has obtained the third volume of Chapter 569 of the Famous Earthquake Eastern Wilderness, which warms his creation. The brute bones of his whole body are almost ninety percent, and they have all become real monstrosity!

Once he reached a complete ten, then Su Ming's cultivation would immediately step into a new height, and what was waiting for him would be unprecedented. Maybe there is no one to come...... A true brute soul!

If he can succeed, then Su Ming's cultivation will reach a peak, even if he is not incarnated by fate, he can fight against the Great Perfection of the Barbarian Soul without falling behind.

Unless he encounters the kind of old monster who has been silent for countless years in the Great Perfection of the Barbarian Soul, and has already groped for a trace of cultivation with his profound cultivation. But even so, the outcome is unknown!

But the premise of all this is that Su Ming can be brute bones. You can step into the Brute Soul!

When Su Ming was absorbing, what appeared in his mind was a huge figure, this figure couldn't see clearly, but in Su Ming's mind, a magical spell unfolded.

These spells are mixed, some of them Su Ming can see clearly, while some of them are fleeting, and when Su Ming looks carefully, it is difficult to see too many clues.

In addition to these supernatural powers. There are also some pictures, which are more chaotic, often disappearing as one side, and cannot be connected to each other.

There are only a few pictures that can be connected, and one of them is the huge figure, not moving. When the whole person floated up and flew into the distance, he was in a bright starry sky.

In front of it is a huge round sphere, and within it there is the sea and the land, like a whole world.

In that world, at the moment when the figure came, countless long rainbows flew up, and between the whistling sounds, Su Ming saw the figure in the picture, raised his steps, and took seven steps forward!

These seven steps go, the whole starry sky shook, when the first step fell, the impact made most of Changhong roll upside down, the second step, in front of this figure, there was no trace of Changhong blocking, the third step, he stepped on the world, so that the whole sphere was shocked, his fourth step fell, the sea water rolled, and drowned endlessly.

Until the fifth, sixth, and seventh steps fell, the circular sphere seemed to have experienced a catastrophe, and at the same time, it suddenly fell apart, and the figure raised its head to the sky and let out a low roar.

Under this roar, the torn world suddenly collapsed (the fastest update), and after becoming a piece of smashing, a crystal light flew out and was grabbed by this person, it was a crystal overflowing with light, and it was ...... It contains the power of a world.

That is, the power of the world.

Holding the crystal, the figure walked away.

"The barbarian god has seven steps, and the roar of the barbarian god ......" Su Ming muttered.

The picture flashed, and what appeared in Su Ming's mind again was still that figure, but this time, the appearance was not too blurry, and he could see it clearly, it was a very ordinary face, and it even revealed a sense of honesty, without the slightest majesty.

Especially when you smile, it makes people feel a lot more kind.

Looking at this person's appearance, Su Ming gradually found a trace of familiarity on his face, that familiarity, from when he was in Handan City, he used the power of sacrifice to check his memory, and saw the huge head that Emperor Tian's body stepped on!

The appearance of this person is vaguely similar to that of the head, but the comparison between this kind eyebrow and the crazy hideousness of the head can easily make people think that they are two different people if you don't look closely.

Su Ming was silent, and what came to his mind was that the second-generation barbarian god who had no majesty and made people feel kind raised his left hand, and waved it towards the sky, and the sun, moon and stars appeared on the canopy of the sky together, showing earth-shattering magical spells.

He even saw that the second generation of barbarian gods sealed another kind of heaven, earth and man three desolation techniques in the treasure fan, looking at his focus and kind smile when making this treasure fan, as if he was going to give this fan to one of his juniors.

It was not a fan, but also a second-generation barbarian god who had imprinted his sun, moon and star skills.

Su Ming also saw that after making these two fans, the second-generation barbarian god walked towards heaven and earth, until an imperial palace appeared in front of him, until in a certain palace, when a baby's cry came out, the second-generation barbarian god stood outside the hall where the baby's cry came, with a smile, at this moment he didn't look like a barbarian god, more like an ordinary elder, he was about to push open the door of the main hall, as if to give the two fans to the baby in the hall, as a natal treasure.

But at the moment when he raised his left hand to push open the palace door, suddenly, the sky changed suddenly, and snowflakes fell...... The second generation of barbarian gods was stunned, withdrew his left hand, his expression suddenly became indifferent, and he looked at the sky like the two of them mildly before.

The picture changes again, or in the palace, the gate is open and closed, the second generation of barbarian gods is covered in blood, the sound of fighting outside connects the heavens and the earth, and countless Changhong roars, as if falling into a catastrophe.

The second generation of barbarian gods turned pale, walked into this hall, and looked at a woman standing there with the same pale face, and the two hugged each other.

For a long time, the eyes of the second generation of barbarian gods looked at the two small beds next to each other in this hall, and the two babies were lying there, one was crying there, and the other was closing his eyes, motionless as if he was dead.

He stepped forward, raised his left hand, and gently touched the forehead of the crying baby girl, then looked at the other baby who looked like a dead baby, sighed, and stepped forward to do the same, using his left hand to stroke the baby's forehead.

In his left hand, the moment he touched the forehead of the baby who was like a dead man, Su Ming opened his eyes violently, his body trembled, everything in the picture, the baby's cry, the benevolent smile of the second generation of barbarians, the feeling of touching his forehead, all of this made Su Ming's breathing seem to stop.

At this moment, he was still absorbing the power in the arm of the barbarian god, but his eyes had to be opened, because ...... The baby's cry made him feel familiar, very familiar......

At this moment in his mind, with the increase of cultivation, with the touch of that picture, with the touch of that eye, suddenly there was a sharp pain, and in that sharp pain, there was a clicking sound, as if some of the substances that already existed in his mind had become fragments.

At the same time, his expression was in a trance, he saw a dark world, this world was black, but the surroundings were warm, and there was a cry and a murmuring in his ears, it was a woman's voice, very gentle, very soft.

"Fei'er, mom is here, don't cry......"

"You little girl, just crying so loudly, it seems that my daughter will be very powerful when she grows up in the future. ”

"Okay, mom won't take your doll anymore, give it to you, don't cry or cry......"

"Ah, good girl, look, your dad is back......"

Su Ming's eyes were pitch black, he couldn't see the light, but he could hear the crying and the woman's gentle voice At this time, it suddenly changed, the cry was even more intense, the gentle voice suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were extremely cold all of a sudden, like snow outside.

It wasn't until much later that he felt a hand touching his forehead, and it was just warm, warm......

Su Ming came to his senses and sat on the left hand of the barbarian god in a daze, he lowered his head and looked at the hand of the barbarian god under him, his tears gradually flowed......

He understood where the warmth he felt when he touched the barbarian god's left hand came from......

The name "Fei'er ......" was the second time Su Ming heard it, but it made him unforgettable, before the battle with the emperor's clone, the scene in the picture like a fantasy resurfaced in Su Ming's heart.

"Brother...... Brother ...... "That voice, in Su Ming's ears, swirled, and gradually merged with the crying voice——

The update is over, don't mind, I'll explain it in a few days, thank you!!