The voice of the Heavenly Evil Son cannot be heard by outsiders, this is the sound of divine thoughts, and only after having a certain amount of cultivation can it be perceived, such as in this tribe, only some people who are limited to humming can hear it.

After the old man was punished for almost dying for hurting Su Ming, there was no longer the slightest divine thought coming out of the more than ten boats, and there was a dead silence.

In the tribe, in the ordinary tent guarded by the man in black, the young man with a black dragon embroidered on his body, his eyes showed a strange light, and his breathing became rapid at this moment.

"Heavenly Evil Son?"

"It's him......" The old man opposite the young man smiled bitterly and nodded.

"If such a strong man is of my own use,......" said the young man, shaking his head, and taking a long sip from his glass.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible...... As one of the three powerhouses in the land of Nanchen, he will never participate in the battle for most of them.

Except for the Lilong Master of the Haidong Sect, who is known to the world, the other two people who know about it are very rare, and even if they do, they will never spread it.

Because of such a strong person, they have the right to choose their own life, such as the predecessors of the Heavenly Evil Son, who have a strange personality and are sometimes crazy, no more than ten people in the Tianhan Sect know their identity, even if it is most of the Tianhan, only when you are an adult, you can know this secret thing, so that many disciples and outsiders have their own guesses, but most of them are negative...... We would never dare to reveal his identity, otherwise, once his old man left the Tianhan Sect, it would be difficult to invite him back. The old man smiled bitterly.

"None of his disciples know?" the young man was surprised.

"Except for the Jiuli tribe...... Aside from him, the rest of the disciples should not know about it. The old man hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice.

The young man's eyes flashed, and after a long silence, he looked at the old man.

"Invite this person called Su Ming, after the auction, to participate in the secret order of Haidong Sect, "No matter what he likes, I will pay."

"If your brother knows about it......"

"It's just a friend, I make Su Ming a friend with sincerity and don't ask for his help, is it my personal relationship, and someone can't stop it?" The young man smiled slightly, but there was a hint of cold light in his eyes, and he looked at the old man.

The old man was silent for a moment and nodded.

"When I was a child, I heard thousands of years ago, the three powerful men fought the Grand Duke of the Witch Clan, and that battle ......," the young man muttered with fascination in his eyes.

At this moment, on the snowfield, the storm was still howling, and it was getting more and more majestic, and Su Ming, who was in the center of it, clearly felt that his momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

"Wind and snow ......" Su Ming muttered at the moment when these two Yu spoke, the Wushan, tribe, and blood moon appeared in the sky, and there was endless snow around the blood moon!

The snow and the snow that already existed in this world seemed to merge together, and it was impossible to distinguish each other, and after the perfect integration, what appeared in the sky was a picture of the blood moon and the snow in the mountains!

At the moment when this picture was revealed, Su Ming looked up to the sky and roared, the momentum of his body soared, the blood in his body was running rapidly, and the power of opening dust suddenly rose in an amazing way.

In the process of climbing, there was a clicking sound in Su Ming's body, as if flesh and blood were squeezing, as if bones were rubbing, until the force of dust opening became more and more, and in the end, a violent roar suddenly appeared in Su Ming's brain.

At this moment when the roar echoed in his mind, Su Ming's cultivation suddenly broke through directly from the middle stage of the dust opening and entered the late stage of the dust opening!

Almost the moment when his cultivation entered the late stage of the opening of the dust, the blood moon and the wind and snow map of the black mountain in the sky all came straight to Su Ming, like a picture screen involved in the storm, and went straight to Su Ming with this storm in the twist!

The mountain pattern is on the face, the red moon is in the eyes, the tribe is in the chest, and the snow marks are flying all over the body!

Su Ming's cultivation increased again and again at this moment, and a sacrificial bone in his body that he had obtained from the Hanshan Ancestor quickly melted at this moment, exuding a force that belonged to the barbarians, turning into Su Ming's dust-breaking power, fusing with his qi and blood, and spreading to every corner of his body with the powerful beating of his heart.

In addition, with the comprehensive development of the brute pattern, Su Ming's body has undergone earth-shaking changes, becoming stronger and stronger, but he has always maintained his original figure, and his cultivation has continued to climb, and he has just entered the late stage of the dust opening, and has directly reached the peak of the late stage, only one step away from the great consummation of the dust opening!

Su Ming had a strong feeling that if he had stepped through this step and had become a consummation of the dust, then he could go to the impact, which belonged to the realm of the strong, sacrificing bones!

Condense a piece of his own backbone into a real barbarian bone, which only belongs to the barbarian period and comes out of the ancestors! Only by sacrificing such a bone can it be called the sacrificial bone realm!

When one day he can turn all the bones in his body into the bones of the ancestors, the power of his physical body, not to mention opening up the heavens and the earth, not to mention picking the sun, moon and stars, is enough for him to dominate!

If he could go one step further and become a barbarian soul realm in one of the few extremely difficult places after the Great Perfection of Bone Sacrifice, he could be called one of the truly strong people of the barbarian race!

The road is very long, but Su Ming has a desire! Su Ming opened his eyes violently, and his whole body flashed, but in his eyes, there was a trace of regret hidden at the same time.

He tried, but the step that belonged to the Great Perfection of Dust Opening was still a little worse, and he couldn't take it, so he could only accumulate infinitely in the later stage of opening the dust.

"I know what's wrong...... Su Ming stood up silently, and the moment he stood up, the storm around him had disappeared, the heavens and the earth returned to their original state, and the snowflakes continued to fall.

Su Ming's body, this time he stood up, not relying on the puppet beast, but his real legs, with the improvement of cultivation, the strength of his physical body also increased a lot, sixteen ice rings, it was no longer possible to restrain it.

"There is no vitality in my brute lines...... In that empty tribe, I can't draw the people I used to be, I need a song of my memory, swirling in my brute lines, carrying me ...... Find your way home......" Su Ming closed his eyes, and what came to his mind was the peaceful tribe that the Heavenly Evil Son had taken him to, as well as the old man who had died in that tribe, and the blind man who couldn't see the light.

"It's time to find a little time to retrieve the ...... Mine is damaged. Su Ming muttered, patted the snowflakes on his body, and walked towards the Haidong Sect tribe in the distance.

The car came at a gallop hundreds of feet away, and the anxiety on his expression eased after seeing Su Ming, and in Su Ming's nodding with a smile, he followed behind Su Ming and walked slowly with him.

Until the two of them walked to the side of this tribe and walked into the tribe, almost everyone here stood outside their respective tents and looked at Su Ming in unison.

There were no words, not much action, but after this gaze fell on Su Ming, they lowered their heads one by one, Su Ming walked calmly, did not stop, walked to his tent, bent down, and walked in.

The night passed, perhaps by coincidence, the moment Su Ming walked into his tent, the first sun rose between the heavens and the earth in the distance......

A new day is coming, there is a wind blowing through the earth, rolling up snowflakes, blowing through this tribe, this day, will be the first day of the auction held by Haidong Sect!

After resting in the tent for an hour, under the complexity of being quite polite and hidden, he came to Su Ming's residence, personally led the way for Su Ming, and walked towards the auction hall.

"Congratulations to Brother Su, my cultivation is more refined, even if I am in the early stage of bone sacrifice, but when facing Brother Su, there is still some pressure. Chang Yi walked beside Su Ming and opened his fist to Su Ming.

Su Ming smiled slightly, clenched his fists in response, and did not explain too much.

Ziche followed, silent all the way, just looking around from time to time, hiding caution.

The group of three soon came to the east of the tribe, where there was a huge building in a ring that looked extremely majestic and could accommodate thousands of people.

In the middle, there is a circular platform, where the auction items will be taken out, and the ring tables around it, except for the top circle that has been divided into some separate rooms, are all tables and chairs below, and there are already many people sitting there at this moment, waiting for the auction to begin.

There was a lot of noise, from time to time someone came, from time to time someone moved their position, looking for someone to talk to, in addition, there were many disciples of the Haidong Sect patrolling around, looking at everyone who came indifferently.

"The auction is about to start, Brother Su, please, Room Nine on the top floor is specially set aside for you by Elder Bi Zonghai. Chang Yi spoke respectfully, his respect, in addition to Su Ming's cultivation and the pressure it brought to himself, more important was the news he got this morning.

Elder Hai spoke, leaving a room on the top floor for Su Ming to go to.

You must know that there are not many rooms on the top floor, they are for the powerhouses of the Barbarian Soul Realm, and ordinary people can't set foot at all! And the rooms on the top floor are already full, and this room No. 9 is one that has been expanded again this morning.

For the sake of one person, re-expanding a room, such a thing makes Changyi unimaginable, although he is from a different sect from Su Ming, he is still more polite and respectful.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, he didn't refuse, nodded, and under the bow collar of Changyi, he went up to the top floor of this place and entered the ninth room.

After entering this room, Su Ming saw that in this room, there was a woman with a rather beautiful appearance, an extremely attractive posture, and a bumpy appearance, who stood up from the seat on the side and smiled at him slightly.

"The little girl Zishan, the family teacher Haiyun came, sealed the teacher's life, and came here to explain the auction to Brother Su. ”

Su Ming's brows furrowed imperceptibly, he didn't know what happened last night, but he could also see that this person surnamed Hai was a little weird, left him a room alone, and arranged for disciples to come to explain and serve, this kind of behavior, with his identity as an elder of the Haidong Sect, is inevitably puzzling, if there is no plan, there must be something to ask for.

"That's all. Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he slowly spoke.

Third, there are ...... Uh, no.