Medical Sovereign

After the old donkey failed to seize the house, his soul was severely injured, and he could not heal in a short time. He had temporarily given up the idea of ​​​​taking the house, and pinned his hope of breaking through the realm on Ding Ning. How could he be allowed to take risks at this time.

"I'm just here to inform you, not to ask for your opinion."

When Ding Ning heard that the old donkey dared to order him as his elder, he immediately became angry and said coldly: "I have always been a person who holds grudges very much, what about the Luqi people?"

The old donkey was silent. Since Ding Ning said this, it meant that he already knew, and it was useless not to admit it, but he didn't know if he knew about the fact that he had taken him away.

"Grandfather? Hehe, you deserve to be called a donkey if you are a damned old man. Pooh, what the hell!"

Seeing that the old donkey was silent, Ding Ning was furious and cursed angrily with a livid face.

"It's almost done, don't be endless, my patience is limited."

The old donkey also wanted to save face, and he was ashamed by Ding Ning's scolding, so he couldn't help but retort, but he was a little guilty, and his words were obviously harsh.

"Patience is limited, so don't bear it? Come on, you can even do the nasty thing of seizing your grandson, what shameless thing can't you do? Come on, kill me, you despicable and shameless Human old ass..."

Ding Ning cursed confidently.

It’s not that he thinks that the old donkey can’t kill himself if he’s injured, but he knows that the old donkey has been planning for so long and it’s absolutely impossible to give up. Now he’s all counting on himself and Kunpeng to fight to the death, and he will definitely not do it at this time kill him.

Seeing that Ding Ning already knew about the seizure of the house, the old donkey felt even more guilty, and said cheekily: "Yes, I was obsessed with trying to seize you, didn't I fail? What's more, if it wasn't for me, how would you know? Is there another soul hidden in your body? I’ve helped you eliminate a big hidden danger, right? And you were injured because of it, you should thank me.”

"Damn, do you still have the face to ask me to thank you? Where's your face? What about a fucking demon emperor? I'm really ashamed of your great-grandson."

Ding Ning was almost laughed out of anger, and angrily scolded.

"Even if you don't thank me, you don't have to say it so badly? If I didn't take you away, would you find that this soul still lives in your body? If it wasn't for being lured out by me this time, wouldn't you be taken away by that big guy sooner or later?" She? It’s not right for me to seize you, but I have worked hard without credit, so let’s just let this matter go, and we will be even.”

The old donkey's skin was thicker than the corner of the city wall, and he said it confidently, without any guilt.

"Even? You are really shameless. I really don't know how I gave birth to you. If I knew your virtue, I would have shot you in the toilet back then..."

Ding Ning was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he cursed without hesitation.

Old donkey: "..."

Ding Ning was dumbfounded after scolding, as if he scolded too much, what a f*cking inferior.

"Ding...Ning...you...looking for...death..."

The old donkey was stunned by the scolding, as if a volcano was about to erupt, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, the overwhelming anger in it made Ding Ning's hair stand on end.

Although I thought that the old donkey would definitely not kill him before, but he patronized his mouth and scolded Luluzui happily. It must be disabled.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses,

Ding Ning turned around without saying a word and ran out.

"go to hell!"

The old donkey was really angry, and the broken big clock trembled slightly, humming softly.

It turned out to be an attack of divine consciousness. Although God Eater looked down on the power of belief, its huge number was still tyrannical and frightening.

"Fuck you big

Lord! "

The intense life-and-death crisis made Ding Ning's hairs stand on end. Knowing that there was no way to hide, he immediately gritted his teeth and cursed, the consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness gushed out frantically, forming transparent barriers in front of him, but whether he could block it, he had no idea in his heart. No way.

boom!

boom!

boom!

There was a crisp sound like glass shattering, and the power of the divine sense attack smashed three barriers one after another like a broken bamboo, and then quietly dissipated without enough stamina.

Ding Ning's confidence suddenly increased, he knew that he was too self-deprecating, this demon clock is really a good-for-nothing, the attack of spiritual consciousness seems to be powerful, but the power is too scattered, breaking through three barriers is not enough, I have laid down a full nine Nineteen barriers.

"Come and not reciprocate!"

A stern look flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. Although he originally wanted to join hands with the old donkey to discuss cooperation, now the old donkey wanted to take his life at every turn, which aroused his real anger.

As soon as the consciousness moved, the spiritual power barrier instantly condensed into hundreds of millions of fine needles, which rushed away like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Half of the bell hammer suddenly flew up into the air and struck on the broken clock. With a "buzz", the huge wave of spiritual energy formed a circle of rippling ripples, centering on the broken clock and continuously spreading around.

Puff puff!

The needle of divine consciousness swore like a broken bamboo, piercing through the wave of divine consciousness without hindrance, and madly attacking the main body of the broken bell.

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth revealed a smug look, although Lao Tzu's spiritual consciousness is not as strong as yours, but when it comes to destructive power, he is definitely stronger than you.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face, he scolded MMP angrily, turned around and ran for his life.

It turned out that the dense life and death needles penetrated the wave of spiritual consciousness and attacked the broken clock, like rain hitting a banana leaf, but they failed to cause any damage to the broken clock. Instead, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. The endless waves of spiritual energy, like the tide, forcefully offset and wiped out the successive spiritual needles.

The hammer struck the broken clock frantically, and the wave of consciousness became faster and faster, and the tidal wave of consciousness crazily impacted the dilapidated stone carving and poured into it.

The stone sculpture seemed to tremble slightly, and in an instant, the terrifying breath continued to rise, and the ancient terrifying will was constantly revived. The futon automatically suspended in the air without wind; the wooden fish suddenly rang; the incense burner burned itself without incense; the broken stone platform was glowing...

Ding Ning only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was actually trapped in the ancient dojo.

The solemn and pious monks knelt down in the temple, worshiping the vague statues enshrined in the shrine. An old monk with a cassock and a snow-white beard was solemn, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and constantly knocking wooden fish.

The sound of wooden fish, the sound of mantras, and the sound of chanting scriptures can be heard endlessly, and the golden scriptures are continuously condensing, forming, colliding, disillusioning, condensing, forming, and colliding in the air...

Sanskrit sounds cleanse people's souls, and the vague statues of gods are dignified and majestic. People can't help but give birth to a heart of surrender, and want to worship and take refuge in my Buddha.

Ding Ning stood behind a group of monks with blank eyes and a numb expression. His brain was in chaos, and he was about to kneel down as soon as he bent his knees.

The donkey face of an old donkey loomed in the statue, with a scorching light in his eyes, staring at the stone man on Ding Ning's chest, his greed was undisguised.

Just when Ding Ning was about to kneel down to the ground, the stone man on his chest suddenly became hot. Ding Ning, who had lost his mind, suddenly regained a glimmer of clarity, and his eyes shot out a frightening light: "Old donkey, you want to die!"

boom!

The vast coercion swept across the world, and a shadow of a terrifying star gate that covered the sky and the sun seemed to travel through time and space, and with a destructive and terrifying power, it forcibly sucked the entire temple into the two-thirds of the gate that was opened.

Click!

As if something was broken, Ding Ning only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then

back to reality.

It's just that the ancient temple in front of me is lifeless, and it no longer has the spirituality it used to have before. The seven vessels of faith are like the most common things, and they have also lost the slightest spirituality.

On the shrine, only the old donkey who was faintly integrated with the stone carving was sluggish, looking at Ding Ning with horror in his eyes.

"Grandfather? Use all the other means?"

Ding Ning looked down at the old donkey with the victor's attitude. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact he was terrified in his heart, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He did not expect that the combination of these seven vessels of faith could pull people's souls across time and space and return to the most glorious period of ancient temples, use Sanskrit sounds to confuse people's minds, scriptures and characters brainwash people, make people worship and surrender, and become A fanatic who has lost his sense of self.

This time, if it wasn't for the stone man's warning to restore his clarity and call out the Gate of Will without hesitation, he might really be doomed.

Even if he didn't die, he would become a walking corpse without a soul, and the old donkey would seize the opportunity to seize the house. This made him swell up a monstrous anger, and for the first time he had a strong murderous intent towards the old donkey.

"Is this the three bloodlines? What kind of door is that? How could it be so terrifying?"

The old donkey looked at him blankly and asked subconsciously.

Even though he was the initiator of the three bloodline bodies, he found that he never seemed to really see through this grandson.

His hole cards emerge in endlessly, his mystery makes people yearn for him, and his strength makes people tremble...

For the first time in his life, he felt a little remorse for what he had done. Maybe he was really wrong. The power and mystery of the three bloodlines had far exceeded his cognition and imagination.

If he didn't deliberately want to take She Dingning and replace him, but relied on his blood and family to support and help him sincerely, with Ding Ning's temperament, if one day he could surpass the heavens, how could he treat him badly? ?

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now. There is no regret drug sale in this world. He has plotted against Ding Ning repeatedly, which has completely angered him. The identity of the grandfather can't keep him now.

"The Gate of Will."

At this moment, the old donkey's soul was seriously injured, and he was already at the end of his strength, and he could no longer pose any threat to him. For the sake of family affection, Ding Ning did not hide it and told it frankly.

"The Gate of Will? Great!"

The old donkey's eyes showed yearning, and he suddenly realized that his way seemed to be wrong. The way of God is ruthless. Is it really a way suitable for practitioners?

"Do it!"

The old donkey had a look of relief on his face, he closed his eyes and stretched his neck to kill, he was not completely powerless, but it was unnecessary, Ding Ning was his grandson no matter what,

Ding Ning's eyes showed a complex look, but he still slapped the old donkey's head without hesitation.

The old donkey only felt a pain in his head, his eyes were plunged into darkness, and he completely lost his final consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, the old donkey woke up and found himself in a vast starry sky, and a simple and dilapidated temple was floating in the void.

The scorching sun in the starry sky radiated a terrifying huge beam of light and shone on the temple. The powerful faith contained in the seven vessels of faith had no resistance under the beam of light, and turned into wisps of black smoke that continued to dissipate.

"That's all, just treat it as my atonement. I hope this kid won't take his anger out on his grandma."

The old donkey smiled sadly. Ding Ning didn't kill him, but put him in this space. He must have hated him to the extreme. He must be unwilling to torture him to death, but what can he do? Here he can't even commit suicide, he can only let Ding Ning do whatever he wants.

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