This is not a simple barbarian god technique, it is created by fusing Su Ming's sun, moon and star illusions, and it also adds a strange power that exists as long as you believe in it.

It can be said that under the sky of heaven and earth, only Su Ming himself can unfold the supernatural power, although this technique is transformed into the palm of the second-generation barbarian god, but even the second-generation barbarian god will definitely not be able to develop this level of supernatural power.

This is...... Su Ming's palm!

He believed that his palm could blast through this nothingness, he believed that his palm could shatter a thousand sharp arrows, and he even believed that his palm was an indestructible barrier in the battlefield today.

The palm of the hand became more and more majestic, and after the roar touched the thousand arrows, the roar was earth-shattering, the bow bearer on the earth, the treasure gourd villain who was coming quickly in front of him, turned into a long rainbow approaching, and the bow bearer's body with a change in complexion retreated hurriedly, he also saw a scene in the sky, after seeing it, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but say a word!

"Turn!"

As soon as the word came out, the thousand arrows suddenly spun around, and a sharper penetrating impact suddenly erupted on these thousand arrows, and under their mutual rotation, they all condensed together, and one thousand and one hundred arrows turned into one arrow!

Its power exploded again, and it was several times more than before, but Su Ming smiled at this moment.

As long as you believe in the power that exists, this belongs to Su Ming's palm supernatural power, its shape is transformed into the palm of the barbarian god, and its god is displayed in the sun, moon and stars, and its power is ...... It is the art of believing that exists.

But this technique, Su Ming himself believes that it is only half completed, and the other half is ...... After being believed, it will be complete, and it will truly become a unique magical power belonging to Su Ming.

And now, with the words of the bearer of the bow, he ...... Apparently convinced.

In this way, Su Ming's huge illusory palm was no longer illusory at this moment, but suddenly condensed, and suddenly touched the thousand arrows.

The roar was monstrous, and the loud noise shook the eight wildernesses, and in this roar, it was like a storm, rolling around and rolling backwards.

One arrow turned into a thousand arrows ・・・・・・ disintegrated in the sky, and after turning into a thousand arrows again, they collapsed and exploded one by one in an instant, and they couldn't stop Su Ming's palm at all!

At the same time, the bow-bearer on the earth had no time to think about this, and his body retreated sharply, but no matter how he retreated, he couldn't avoid the gourd villain's knife around the neck!

Treasure gourd kills, kills treasure gourd!

Blood came from the neck of the bearer, and he staggered, his hands raised and pressed the wound on his neck, but he couldn't... The head that flew up under the sword of the treasure gourd!

The sand came rapidly from all around, as if to catch his head, to reconnect his head with his body, and even if it was such an injury, the bow bearer had not completely disappeared, his empty neck, at this moment the sand and soil quickly condensed, as if he was about to recover, and his body was shrinking rapidly, as if the reduction of the body was exchanged for the healing of the injury.

"I am the Sand Soil War Evil, I am the Sand Spirit of the Sand and the Earth Spirit that has been passed down for three thousand six hundred and ninety-one generations, I will not die here!!" the flying head let out a terrifying roar.

But this roar was directly pressed down by Su Ming's huge palm in the sky, and his palm also changed from thousands of zhang to ten thousand zhang at this moment, towards the earth, towards the roaring head, towards the headless bow-bearer, and fiercely pressed towards the headless bow-bearer.

Within this ten thousand feet, in addition to this bow-bearer, there were nearly 10,000 people of the Shatu tribe, their fragile bodies trembling at this moment, and they fled in fear of each other.

They were afraid, they believed that the palm that seemed to replace the sky would directly shatter their bodies, and as they believed one by one, the palm became more real and more powerful.

"Don't run, it's fake, don't run, the more you believe, the stronger it becomes!!" The bow-wielder's head fell to the ground and roared, if he hadn't understood Su Ming's spell at the moment, then he wouldn't be worthy of the cultivation of the Moon Tribulation Realm!

Farther away, the old man of the illusory body, at this moment his spell has reached a critical moment, he has the heart to remind the clan, but he knows that with the fragility and fear of his clan, his reminder will not be effective in this life and death crisis, so his eyes are cold, the sound of the spell whispering is getting stronger and stronger, his arms are raised, and he calls to the sky.

In the sky, the muffled roar became clearer and clearer.

"The color of the sand is a little lighter. Su Ming was in mid-air and spoke softly.

Rumble!

A loud bang echoed, the earth shook, and after Su Ming's palm disappeared, a huge palm print appeared on the ground, and in that palm print, the sand and soil chains outside Xu Hui's body had disappeared, and she lay there calmly, not the slightest damage, but her surroundings ......

Nearly 10,000 people of the Sand Soil tribe were blurred one by one, their bones were all shattered, the bloody breath dispersed, and their blood was stained into the sand, making the color of the sand a lot brighter.

In the middle, the body of the bearer of the bow was completely shattered, as was his head, and his body was destroyed.

Only a huge bow beside it was stepped into the sand, revealing only one tip, and a wail was heard in the vibration.

Su Ming looked at his right index finger, and a faint aroma of the nectar of the god was emitting, which was caused by the suppression of the unknown seal after he showed his cultivation.

Fortunately, at this moment, the fragrance only permeated around him, and it had not yet spread.

Su Ming's body shook, walked to the ground, walked through the bloody place, and when he walked to the place where the bow and arrow were buried, he stepped on the earth with his right foot, and immediately the bow bounced from the ground and was grabbed by Su Ming.

The moment he grabbed the bow, the bow shrank rapidly, turning into a size that Su Ming could use, and the wails on it trembled, revealing a sign of submission.

Putting away the bow, Su Ming walked towards Xu Hui, gently picked her up from the ground, wrapped one hand around her waist, leaned her head on her chest, and a burst of fragrance from Xu Hui's body entered Su Ming's nose, and Su Ming also sent vitality into Xu Hui's body, allowing her injuries to heal faster.

"Dao Kong......" Xu Hui struggled to open her eyes and looked at Su Ming, her voice was very weak.

"Have a good rest, with me. Su Ming said softly, raised his head, and looked at the tens of thousands of scattered Sand Tribesmen in the distance, the arms stretched out, towards the sky like a summoning illusory body old man.

"Boom, Boom, Fortune Zhen Changlin!" the old man's hair fluttered, his body flickered, and he let out a loud roar towards the sky.

As its roar echoed, a roar rang out from the sky, and this roar spread throughout the desert, and at this moment, every grain of sand in this seemingly endless desert shook at this moment.

Far away at the end of the desert, the Ninth Lonely Demon was galloping forward, he could already see the end, see the edge of the desert, the quiet starry sky, but at this moment, his expression changed suddenly, he looked down at the soil of the desert, his expression showed solemnity, and after looking back at the distance, he gritted his teeth and went faster.

He could feel a madness and evil intent coming from the sand, and even as he walked forward, the sand under his feet was like flowing water, and it quickly retreated.

He was so fast, at this moment, he bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body turned into a bloody shadow, and he could perceive that it was not only the sand in this area that moved, but the entire desert at this moment, all the sand and soil moved, and a large storm was set off between the rolls in unison, and the roar with a whimper, swirled in this desert.

A moment later, when he finally broke out of the desert and stepped into the quiet starry sky beyond the desert, he turned his head and looked at the desert...... He saw a scene that made his mind unsettled and unforgettable for the rest of his life.

He saw a huge face appear in the desert sky・・・・・・!

This face is lying upside down in the sky, and at this moment the body sinks, not only revealing the face, but also revealing the body, this body ...... It's the size of the whole desert!

In the desert, where the statue of Wanzhang was, the statue also shook, and when a sign of awakening emanated from its body, the old man on top of his head was meditating on his knees and motionless at the moment, but the black skull he was holding in his arms exuded a black and terrifying light.

"Who is ・・・・・・ calling my ・・・・・・" a voice that reverberated throughout the desert suddenly came from the sky.

Su Ming raised his head violently, his eyes contracted, he saw the majestic body in the sky, and saw the endless face, this face was a man, his eyes were closed, and a long scar connected his neck from the center of his eyebrows, and there were wounds in it, and it was white.

A coercion that Su Ming had never felt before, at this moment, descended from this body, this coercion was felt by Su Ming, and even ・・・・・・ beyond the existence of the birth and death of the palm!!

Although it can't be compared with the heyday of Doom, it is already close!! This kind of coercion is only a little weaker than Sui Chenzi, but to Su Ming, it should be with Sui Chenzi...... A powerhouse of a great realm!

The hair of the man who was sinking in the sky fluttered, looking like a dragon dancing Tiangang, and his skin was very fair, like snow, which people would never forget at a glance.

At the center of his broken brow, there was a cracked stumbling mark, and the mark was ...... It was the shape of a desert, and that imprint exuded bursts of divine source power that made Su Ming's heart tremble!

"Ancestor Ling, Spirit Ancestor?" Su Ming's eyes contracted.

"It's me, the leader of the Sand Tribe, Rondi, who is under your care, disturbing your slumber, all because the Sand Tribes are in danger of extinction...... This person, this person has killed more than 10,000 people, and killed the spirit you have given to my people!" The old man with an illusory body opened his mouth in a sad voice, and his body was already kneeling on the ground when the body of a god appeared in the sky.

All the Sand Tribesmen around him were now on their knees in worship, and the frenzy in their expressions seemed to make them burn their souls.