Chapter 1077 (1/2)

108 totems, that is, 108 energy fighting methods, will increase Ding Ning's strength thousands of times.

However, due to the lack of memory and the lack of flesh, Ding Ning just felt a sense of excitement, but he couldn't say how excited he was.

In addition to wind, fog, dark curtain and lightning, other totem symbols of the destruction series are automatically integrated into the annihilation divine pattern of tianmiedao.

Ding Ning, who lost his memory, didn't know what it meant. He just felt inexplicably excited when he found that tianmiedao appeared in his soul with the emergence of black stone tablets.

It is reasonable to say that the nine totems of Chiyou Jiuli department in the past have all understood the great and complete realm. Ding Ning should also gather the martial soul to break the realm and enter the divine martial realm, but perhaps because there is no physical body, or for unknown reasons, his cultivation is stuck at the peak of Zhenwu jiuchongtian and cannot break through.

The black-and-white grinding plate destroys everything, but because it is transformed by the law of order, it also has the constraints of the law of heaven and earth that must be followed. When the time comes, it will automatically ”spit out” Ding Ning.

Ding Ning was a little confused. There was a dark passage leading to the unknown front. He felt he should leave, but he couldn't let go of the old donkey. He hasn't rescued the old donkey yet.

”Elder, what can I do to save you?”

You can let Ding Ning ask, but you can't get the donkey's response.

Ding Ning knew that it was the order and law here that blocked everything. Looking at the painful color on the donkey's face when he was whipped, he knelt down with tears and knocked heavily on the donkey's head. He solemnly swore: ”senior, I don't want to repay your kindness to me. I swear that one day, I will level here and help you out of the sea of suffering!”

The old donkey showed a happy smile on his face, but he was trapped by the law of order. He couldn't speak aloud and was silent.

Ding Ning's face showed the color of perseverance, took a deep look at the old donkey, turned and walked towards the deep channel and the vast unknown land.

In the dark and deep path, virtual shadows stumbled one by one. Ding Ning followed the team and looked at these virtual shadows with some surprise. He clearly remembered that there were only a few virtual shadows that could not be destroyed under the millstone. How could there be so many virtual shadows here?

He didn't understand until he found that the surrounding walls were shining and soul bodies were condensed out of thin air. Those soul bodies that were wiped out by the grinding plate were indeed wiped out the mark of consciousness and completely dissipated, but the order divine pattern here can make these scattered energy form a new pure soul body.

Ding Ning carefully observed the two souls for a long time and found that the two souls looked the same, but there were still some subtle differences.

Those souls that have not been wiped out by the grinding plate seem to have more spirituality than those just condensed, an indescribable charm.

Ding Ning showed a thoughtful color. The soul that had not been erased either retained the vague memory of his life, or had some excellent talent.

This made him secretly wonder where the road led and what secrets were hidden?

It seemed that only a moment later, and it seemed that after endless years, Ding Ning finally came to the end of the channel. In front of him, there were two rotating black holes as if they existed from ancient times, and the terrible breath of palpitation escaped.

Ding Ning stopped warily and didn't move on, because he saw that the spiritual souls were sucked in by the strong suction emitted by the black hole on the left, and then the condensed souls entered the black hole on the right.

Ding Ning is tangled. He has a hunch that if he enters the black hole on the left, he may have a bright future.

But the black hole on the right emits a faint sense of intimacy, as if there were something familiar calling itself.

How to choose? Ding Ning didn't hesitate for too long. He didn't like being threatened. The black hole on the left forcibly inhaled the soul and didn't give people a choice. He didn't like it very much, so he walked to the black hole on the right without hesitation.

”Hoo!”

The black hole on the left sent out a terrible suction force and wanted to suck it into it, but he was not willing to give in. He threw a divine light around him, forcibly resisted the terrible suction force and walked hard to the black hole on the right.

”Thunderbolt!”

The black hole on the left didn't seem to expect that a soul dared to resist. Suddenly, the array lines on the surrounding walls flickered, condensing a dark red thunder and splitting at Ding Ning.

”Hum!”

Ding Ning snorted coldly. Most souls are negative substances. What he fears most is pure Yang thunder, but he is the one who understands the rules of thunder. How can he be afraid of this painless and itchy thunder?

But the next moment, he knew he was wrong. He ignored that he had no flesh body. No matter how strong the pure soul body was, he was afraid of thunder. Moreover, the dark red thunder had touched the power of the law, which he could not resist at all.

He only felt a burst of paralysis. The severe pain deep into the bone marrow made him lose the Lingtai. He was almost scared, and the soul like substance suddenly became illusory.

”MD, careless!”

Ding Ning scolded angrily. Seeing that the cave wall began to gather thunder again, he dared not linger. His wings vibrated and flew to the black hole on the right like lightning.

”Zi!”

The black hole on the left seemed to be enraged, the flashing speed of the array suddenly increased, and the fine power grid intertwined with dark red lightning suddenly appeared in front of Ding Ning, blocking his way.

Ding Ning's face changed dramatically. The black hole on the left is too overbearing. No one can disobey it and vows to annihilate it completely.

The intense crisis of life and death made his cold hair stand upright. He subconsciously operated the third form of great mercy - the Buddha has no regrets!

In this darkness, the Sanskrit sound is ethereal. Ding Ning's soul body is solemn and emits golden light. The surrounding soul body is touched by the golden light, which melts like ice and snow, turns into the purest energy and dissipates in the air.

”Thunderbolt!”

The dark red thunder was completely angered, and countless lightning beams with destructive breath flew madly towards Ding Ning, and all the souls along the way were swept away.

”Sorry!”

Ding Ning apologized to those annihilated souls, but his eyes became more and more firm. Even if he was afraid of death, he would never yield to the black hole on the left.

The soul curled up in the golden light and rushed to the thunder sea ahead, just like a moth to the fire.

”Woo woo!”

Just when Ding Ning's soul and body collapsed and was about to be scared, a horn of vicissitudes suddenly sounded.

Ding Ning looked at the brass horn floating from the depths of his soul, suspended in the air, and sounded automatically without wind.