Medical Sovereign

The white old man and the Taoist priest are alright, but the middle-aged beautiful woman Ding Ning has a feeling of deja vu, but he can't remember where he saw it before, so he can't help but look at it a few more times.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged beautiful woman seemed to notice something, and glanced at Ding Ning's position, intentionally or unintentionally, Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away, secretly shocked, this woman has such a keen intuition.

The middle-aged beautiful woman obviously felt that someone was peeping, but there was no one there, so she frowned slightly, showing a puzzled look on her face, and then a look of sadness appeared on her face, she shook her head lightly and stopped thinking about it. Attention is again on the statue.

Ding Ning didn't dare to look any more casually, put away the mask of the black-faced man, quietly appeared when no one was looking, blended into the crowd, and observed the mystery of the statue.

The statue is carved from the same off-white stone as the ground, and the carving style is as rough as ever. For him, a Heavenly Sword Master, this carving skill is simply appalling, no matter how rough it is.

But when he saw the natural lines on the statue's big feet like animal claws, he couldn't help being shocked, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

The annihilation talisman turned out to be an annihilation talisman magnified by an unknown number of times!

No, no, this is not the Annihilation Rune, but a Primordial Rune that is five points similar to the Annihilation Rune.

Ding Ning quickly realized that something was wrong, and forcibly restrained his mind, his face returned to calm, but doubts arose in his mind, what exactly is this place, and why there are lines that seem to be different from the annihilation talisman?

This pattern is not that pattern, what others see is the pattern left by the rough and crude carving skills, but what he sees is the natural pattern formed by the stone itself.

The mysterious big bluestone and the artificially carved human-like statues all have such naturally formed lines. What kind of connection is there between them? Is it accidental or inevitable?

How is this texture formed? Why would it be carved into a statue and appear here?

Ding Ning was full of doubts and at the same time a little heartbroken. He was sure that the natural lines on the statue were not the annihilation talisman, but another kind of aboriginal talisman with unpredictable power.

It's a pity that the person who sculpted the statue didn't know the goods at all, so he took the stone with the amulet of the beginning of time as an ordinary stone and carved it into a statue, and used his crude carving skills to carve an unknown name on it. The rune pattern turned a good aboriginal rune into a remnant pattern.

What a waste of money, what a waste of money!

Ding Ning was inexplicably sad and indignant,

A well-behaved Absolute Beginning Divine Mark was destroyed by someone, leaving only half and incomplete lines, how could he not feel blood dripping from his heart.

Even the residual pattern deeply attracted Ding Ning's attention, and he quickly immersed himself in it. Subconsciously gesticulating with both hands, he kept copying the residual pattern, trying to deduce its incomplete part.

But the Divine Rune of Absolute Beginning contains the most miraculous power between heaven and earth, it is a part of the original truth, and how can it be derived so easily, Ding Ning frowned tightly, entered the realm of ecstasy, and made unconscious gestures over and over again with.

No, still not right!

Ding Ning tried again and again, but he couldn't get in at all, and failed again and again.

Immersed in the state of copying, he didn't realize at all that there was no one around the statue at the moment, and all the people who had been studying the statue before were all far away, and they were all staring at him with envy, envy and hatred.

Because his unconscious gestures actually aroused a certain resonance from the statue. As his fingers swiped in the air, the whole statue shone with wisps of faint blue electric light, as if there was a sleeping Thor hidden in the statue. , Want to wake up at any time and break through the wall.

It's just that as each of his gestures ends, the thunder light on the statue will dissipate and return to silence. It wasn't until his next gesture that the thunder light began to glow again... then it stopped again... and it glowed again...

It feels like the flood is poised to hit the dam, and it will burst out of the embankment at any time, but every time it is a little bit short of strength, the flood can never completely break through the crumbling dam, making people hang tightly The one heart in my heart is always carried, and there is nowhere to go when I am up and down.

As Ding Ning made gestures again and again, and gave up at the last moment again and again, the atmosphere in the square gradually became depressing, full of a sense of compulsion and depression.

The heavy oppressive atmosphere made everyone feel an invisible sense of oppression. People with advanced cultivation levels are better, and they can still forcefully suppress them, but those with slightly lower cultivation levels feel that their chests are oppressed, as if they are pressing down on a heavy building. Like a mountain, the irritability and depression with nowhere to vent made them unable to bear the desire to kill, vent, and release. Their eyeballs began to congest rapidly, full of bloody desire for violence and killing.

"Ah... kill, I want to kill you!"

The first man who was oppressed by this kind of extreme finally had a nervous breakdown. With red eyes, he drew out the long sword at his waist, and slashed at the white man beside him fiercely.

"ah!"

The man, who was still struggling to suppress his violent impulse, was caught off guard, and he only had time to utter a pitiful scream before being decapitated by a sword.

The scarlet blood seemed to activate the suppressed killing in everyone's heart. As the first person who started the attack was punched and smashed in the head by a man who was also crazy, the blood was mixed with white brains, and a killing was completely revealed. feast.

Except for Tianxuanzi, who saw the situation was not good, and immediately slapped Pimur, who was short of breath and bloodshot eyes, and retreated, and the woman dressed as an ordinary mercenary, as well as the middle-aged beautiful woman, a Taoist priest, and a white old man. , the people in the whole square fell into madness, they were panting heavily with red eyes, even when facing their former companions, they killed without mercy as if they were a sworn enemy.

There is no fighting method, no splendid martial arts, and even no defense. These people are like the most primitive beasts, using weapons, fists, feet, knees, and even teeth to kill imaginary enemies one after another.

The screams of killing shook the sky, and as the fresh lives turned into fragments of limbs, the blood continued to spread crazily in the square, seeping into the blue-gray stones on the ground, and continuously gathering towards the statue through the veins of the earth.

Tianxuanzi's eyes showed sorrow, he tightly protected the unconscious Pimur, his eyes patrolled the chaotic battlefield, no matter what, Jiang Wuhui and the other three were members of the Holy Gate, they could die, but they could die. You can't die under his nose.

However, the battle of thousands of people was too chaotic, and the spiritual consciousness was strongly suppressed here. For a while, he couldn't find the trace of Jiang Wuhui and the others.

What he didn't know was that, apart from the few of them who still kept their sense, there was a little lama who was not affected at all, quietly walking on the edge of the battlefield, his eyes gleaming, watching fearfully immersed in the inscription Dinning in the runes.

The white old man watched this scene indifferently with a blank face; the eyes of the female mercenary and the middle-aged beautiful woman were shining brightly, staring at Ding Ning who didn't know anything about all this and was still gesticulating; Then there was a look of pity in his eyes, and he lowered his head and bowed to Wuliang Tianzun, but he didn't have the slightest intention to stop him.

The Vajra King has red eyes, and his whole body exudes a bright golden light. He is extremely eye-catching when he fights in and out of the crowd. With every punch, someone's head must be broken like a rotten watermelon. In such a melee, his super strong defense is undoubtedly It is the greatest guarantee for his survival.

Also standing out is Rachel who doesn't show her mountains and dews. Don't look at this girl who looked harmless to humans and animals before, with injuries on her legs, but at the moment she moved her hands without any ambiguity, and her movements were fast. Like thunder and lightning, mercilessly killing everyone in sight, even if she lost her mind, her natural fighting instinct still made her feel like a fish in water in a melee.

In addition to them, there are three people who are the most eye-catching. One of them is a black and thin Indian monk. This person's yoga skills have been cultivated to an unbelievable level. The rubber man sometimes forms a ball like a shell that hits other people with broken bones; sometimes it turns the body into a soft rope like a python and tightly wraps around the enemy, strangling people alive; sometimes it turns into an endless knife. The long spear that does not rush, uses the head as the tip of the spear, abruptly kills a straight line of blood...

The other one is a young man with a tall and straight body, a resolute face, and a simple dress. With a steel knife in his hand, someone will definitely be chopped into two pieces, just like a killing god who walked out of hell. He is the most relaxed, harvesting one life after another like a leisurely stroll. If he hadn't lost his mind in a daze, those who didn't know would think he was practicing sword skills.

There was another person, a young monk with delicate features, who seemed to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with compassion in his clever eyes, chanting words, constantly wandering among the battle groups, turning his back on everyone, but No one died, and they were all stunned by the aura he exuded. In the battlefield, he was probably the only one who didn't lose his mind except Zhu Gu.

There are also a few ruthless characters among the mercenaries, but compared to the five of them, they are not worth mentioning. At this moment, they are also red-eyed, and all of them are wounded. Death is only a matter of time.

Tianxuanzi didn't find Jiang Wuhui and the others, but accidentally found the little monk, he couldn't help showing admiration in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "As expected of a little fellow from Tianyin Temple, this 18-year-old monk has already trained It has reached such a state of perfection.”

In a corner away from the battlefield, under a transparent umbrella, Jiang Wuhui hugged Yan Tong and Lv Zhu who had been knocked unconscious by him by surprise, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and his breathing gradually became heavy. Rutie, but under the terrifying pressure and bloody stimulation, he still lost his mind, and had to bite the tip of his tongue to let the pain keep the altar clear, struggling to contend with the desire to kill deep in his heart .

"This magic pattern is really scary!"

The old white man suddenly murmured to himself in a low voice.

The Taoist priest nodded imperceptibly in agreement.

The oil-painted woman dressed as a mercenary revealed a thoughtful look in her eyes, and did not express her opinion.

The middle-aged beautiful woman blinked her eyes and said without looking back, "I'm only interested in the person who can activate the magic carving."

"Indeed, the person who can comprehend the magic pattern so quickly and inspire the way of becoming a demon is indeed an amazingly talented person."

The old white man said deeply, a look of greed flashed in his eyes.

Tian Xuanzi frowned slightly, he felt that these people seemed to know something, but he didn't know anything, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"How about this collaboration?"

The white old man suddenly looked at the mercenary woman and asked.

"The descendants of the gods have always liked to eat alone, when did they learn to join forces?"

But the mercenary woman mocked calmly.