Chapter 1550 (1/2)
PI Yitian knew that there was no way to return to heaven, but his strong unwillingness and towering resentment made him decide to pull a cushion even if he died. He wanted to explode his soul and die together with Ding Ning.
The terrible spirit fluctuated continuously. Ding Ning looked at him with pity and disdain. He allowed him to continue to accumulate strength: ”you are not qualified to pull me to die together.”
As usual, even he had to retreat from the self explosion of the strong in the Shenwu realm, but he was indifferent when he realized that the plague tusk could absorb the power of the Wu soul.
Sure enough, as he expected, the fangs of the plague God had hidden attributes, and could devour the spirit of the martial arts full of resentment.
Although unexpected, it's reasonable to think about it carefully. After all, the tusk of the plague God comes from Qianmu plague God, which is the most Yin and evil creature in the chaotic universe. Qianmu plague God is the ancestor of all negative emotions such as resentment and hatred. The tusk inherits some characteristics of Qianmu plague God and has no hair disease at all.
”No, it's impossible? How could it be? How could it be?”
Piyi Tianjing realized that his martial spirit was dissipating rapidly, and the power of the spirit he had worked hard to cultivate poured into his heart like a whale swallowing a snake, and then entered the white jade like tusks along his heart, which made him unable to explode at all. He immediately shouted in panic and despair.
”There's nothing impossible. Go at ease. If the saint doctor's knowledge is good, and if you don't know how to live or die, I guarantee that the whole Saint doctor's will be buried with you.”
Ding Ning's face was cold and Su, and he whispered in his ear.
He didn't want to kill, but what the saint doctor did has completely touched his bottom line. Even if he tried to consume the power of the human world, he would never be soft hearted again.
”I... you...”
PI Yitian's consciousness gradually fell into confusion with the disappearance of Wu soul. His lips trembled and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything at last. His head tilted and died.
It is the head of the twelve law enforcement elders of the law enforcement Hall of the holy medical sect. The peak of the divine martial arts realm is the fall of the strong man PI Yitian.
This series of things happened between the elbows and armpits, which was dizzying. Many people didn't even react to what was going on, and everything was settled.
Ding Ning unexpectedly killed Bi Yitian, which surprised everyone. However, except for a few people who knew his strength, most people thought that Bi Yitian died unjustly and was completely killed by Ding Ning's sneak attack.
Seeing Ding Ning's pale face, flighty steps and obviously hurt, the senior management of Shengjian mountain villa forcibly restrained his inner desire, looked at the fleeting figure in the void and suspected it secretly.
Who killed the powerful Han Wuyang in the second? Is it the strong man at the top of the holy martial arts realm of the relic of the holy sword?
Jian miesheng's face was mournful. He pressed on the handle of the sword several times to pull out the sword to kill Ding Ning, but Jiang Wenjian severely stopped him with his eyes, making his forehead green and jumping. He could only bear the killing intention in his heart, lowered his head and said nothing, but his eyes were shining with the color of hatred.
No one knows that he and biyitian were good friends when they were young. Their feelings have been the same for decades. The fall of biyitian cut his heart like a knife.
Tianjizi and tianxuanzi finally reacted at the moment, protecting Ding Ning's side from being harmed by others.
Tianxuanzi, in particular, strongly supported his seriously injured body. His cynical face showed a ferocious color, just like an old hen protecting the calf. Whoever dares to harm Ding Ning, he dares to play with anyone.
The saints' eyes are unpredictable and their faces are very ugly. They are frightened by the mysterious and powerful saint who can kill Han Wuyang. They don't dare to act rashly at all.
Night Qingxuan's face was livid and her heart was remorseful. She knew that she would not hide the truth that there was a protector behind Ding Ning because she took into account the face of the ethnic group.
Although my grandfather told me not to go to Ding Ning's trouble again, as the night owl's sister, how could ye Qingxuan not avenge his sister who was already a loser.
Hum! What if there is the protection of the strong at the top of the holy martial arts? The internal cultivation of the border is limited, and the top of the holy martial arts is no exception. At that time, even the top of the holy martial arts can't protect the little beast. Ding Ning will die.
Night Qingxuan's eyes twinkled with a bitter cold, glanced coldly at Ding Ning, turned around and led the saint female people to the Ulun valley. They didn't dare to stay for a long time. Who knows if the saint martial strongman of the remnant of the holy sword will trouble them.
The monks of Tianyin Temple looked at Ding Ning with fear, whispered the Buddha's horn, and got up to fish in the valley.
Vulcan and others were cold all over. They saw each other's fear in their eye communication and quickly retreated to the valley without saying a word. Outside the valley, they had no sense of security.
With his hands on his back, the ghost Liao could not see the light in his eyes. He looked at BI Yitian's body reluctantly, sighed and quickly returned to the border.
The dragon family and the Phoenix family have always been friends. The two families also advance and retreat together. At this time, they stand together.
Long Xiaotian looked at Ding Ning from a distance with a touch of bitterness on his face. He thought that his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. He had become a strong man in the later period of tianwu in just a few months. He also thought that this martial arts meeting could be shamed before snow. Unexpectedly, the gap between the two people was getting bigger and bigger.
The ancestor of the Feng family's face turned blue and red. He glanced at the expressionless Feng Pian dance and sighed in his heart. This son has become a climate. I'm afraid Lao Jiu's revenge will be difficult to avenge.
The performance of other major forces is different. The vision of the Vatican personnel is deep and intriguing; The dark Council made a secret eye contact to discuss whether to change the strategy to deal with Ding Ning before he had a deep hatred with him. After all, no one is willing to provoke a strong enemy backed by the top strength of the holy martial arts realm for no reason.
Fusang warrior's eyes flicker. His eyes towards Ding Ning are complex and hard to see. With the protection of the super power, will the sword God change his mind?
”Let's go.”
Aruna took a deep look at Ding Ning, showed a look of satisfaction, whispered to the big shaman with a dull face, and turned to the valley.
The big shaman took a deep breath and felt his face burning. Before, he said that no one could save tianxuanzi, but he didn't expect to be beaten in the face in the twinkling of an eye. It really hurts.
Ding Ning frowned and looked at Aruna's beautiful back. He always felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy, but he didn't dare to associate it with his grandmother.