Medical Sovereign

"Everyone, I accepted it kindly. I can't accept the gift. Please watch from the sidelines and give me a chance to become famous."

However, Ding Ning couldn't sit back and watch these people come to die, so he clasped his fists and said loudly, which caused an uproar in the audience.

He is clad in copper skin and iron bones, and his spiritual power is almost inexhaustible. No matter how many people there are, he can't help him, but these people are different. Under the huge disparity in the number of people, they will definitely suffer casualties, and he cannot protect everyone.

So, without waiting for their objection, he rushed into the group of Fusang warriors and started killing.

Being alone in the world makes him look like a butterfly wearing flowers, and swims like a fish in battle, so many people can't even touch a single hair of him.

The barrenness becomes wider and wider, sometimes a phantom of a mammoth appears behind him, and sometimes a white jade rhinoceros appears. The barbaric collision and war trampling are used in turn. It is really dead if you touch it.

Hundreds of Fusang warriors screamed again and again, and there was no room for retaliation. In just a short time, they suffered heavy casualties.

"Come on, pile him up with your life."

The major forces are already on the verge of attacking, and they ordered through gritted teeth.

The most tangled thing is the Rain God. Once the Wind God dies, she will be the highest person in charge at the scene of the descendants of the gods, and she doesn't know how to give orders.

Fortunately, Ding Ning didn't give her a chance to embarrass her, and rushed over from the Fusang warrior group, leading the members of the Goddess organization into the battle circle.

The members of the Goddess organization no longer trusted the Rain God, and a small leader was elected as the temporary person in charge. Seeing that all the major forces had sent their men, their courage suddenly strengthened, and they gritted their teeth and ordered everyone to besiege and kill Ding Ning.

Ding Ning is alone, but staring at him sideways, the Wild Transformation once again transforms into phantoms of giant beasts such as wind wolves, spirit cranes, white snakes, and violent bears, just like ancient tyrannosaurus rex, extremely ferocious, killing everyone like ghosts and wolves.

The ground was soon filled with corpses, and the sand within a radius of 20 meters of the battlefield was stained red with blood.

Those who supported Ding Ning were all dumbfounded, although they were full of enthusiasm,

He was willing to die generously for the sake of loyalty or patriotism, but at this moment, looking at the battlefield like Shura's hell and smelling the strong smell of blood, he still couldn't help turning pale, and his stomach was full of water.

The monster Tianzun is extremely sinister, he dare not face Ding Ning directly, he hides in the crowd like a cold poisonous snake, and sneaks up on Ding Ning from time to time with a long whip, which brings Ding Ning a lot of trouble.

Because the whips are made of unknown material, they have the same armor-piercing effect as the creatures here, and can easily break through Ding Ning's defense. Even if they can't bring him any fatal damage, they still add a lot of scars to him .

Ding Ning tirelessly tried to kill him several times, but this guy was extremely cunning and slippery. As long as Ding Ning set his sights on him, he immediately hid in the crowd and ran around. Ding Ning couldn't lock his position several times.

It has to be said that many people may not pay attention to the small power alliance, but it has brought Ding Ning huge troubles and troubles.

Especially the blood curse master Duva and the witch Meisha, who hid far away outside the battle circle, muttering words, throwing curses and witchcraft on Ding Ning, constantly weakening his strength.

It was the first time for Ding Ning to feel the power of witchcraft. Although those curses and witchcraft were not fatal, they were extremely difficult and posed a great threat to him.

For example, being weak will make him who is rushing to kill suddenly feel weak and unable to use his strength.

For example, entanglement, the invisible air cables formed by witchcraft, can limit his speed.

For example, silence can affect the operation of his spiritual power, making him unable to use his spiritual power for a short period of time.

Another example is the reduction of defense, which can make his spiritual shield suddenly lose its effect and greatly reduce his defense.

...

Although the effects of these auxiliary spells are extremely short-lived, it has to be said that they have brought Ding Ning great troubles and made him miserable.

If it wasn't for his physical defense being strong enough, these restrictive spells alone would have killed him in a melee.

The most frustrating thing is, perhaps seeing that witchcraft can continuously weaken Ding Ning's power, sorcerers from all major forces have also begun to join the ranks of harassment.

There were hundreds of magicians hiding far away, casting spells non-stop, and the colorful spells were thrown at Ding Ning's body continuously, making him restrained like a trapped animal.

Seeing that the technique was effective, the major forces immediately cheered up and spontaneously formed a tacit understanding. They divided the forces under their command into two parts: long-range attack and melee combat.

Under the non-stop harassment of those sorcerers, Ding Ning's defense was constantly weakened, and his attack was also restricted. He was soon covered in wounds, even if they were not fatal, but after a long time, his fall was a foregone conclusion.

The faces of those who supported Ding Ning were gloomy, as if they had foreseen his end, and there was infinite sadness in their hearts.

After all the enthusiasm, let them join the battle group at this moment, they have lost their original courage.

They are not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they are willing to die. The situation in front of them is already very clear. Their joining the battle group is nothing more than more people being buried with them.

Really underestimated the heroes of the world!

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth showed a cold arc. He thought that he was invincible, and killing these people would be like killing chickens and dogs. Unexpectedly, the addition of the magician made it difficult for him to move forward. Although his life was safe, it made him feel extremely suffocated Bend.

"Do you think that if you have skills, I won't? If so, then let you try my skills."

Ding Ning didn't want to reveal the secrets of the domain in public, but at present, if he doesn't use the domain, the battle will be delayed indefinitely due to endless spell harassment.

And he had already developed a strong murderous intent under his frustration, how could he tolerate this going on.

Then, with a bang, the field opened wide, involving all those who participated in the battle.

Crash!

The tidal sound of turbulent waves suddenly sounded, and Ding Ning was full of sea-blue brilliance, as if the sea god had come to the world. Of course, his ragged and bruised image was ignored.

The excited crowd felt a flash in front of their eyes, and they were instantly placed in the rippling sea, their faces showing unbelievable horror: "This is the realm of water? How is it possible?"

Among these people there is no shortage of real martial arts or even the powerhouses of the divine martial arts realm. There are not a few people who have domains. Only after being in the field will panic.

"hehe!"

Ding Ning's face was cold, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc. The water domain, this is just the beginning.

The brilliance of the whole body flashed, adding another color on the basis of blue, and then adding red, yellow and white again without stopping.

At this moment, Ding Ning's body was emitting multicolored light. With him as the core, his domain was within a radius of 50 meters, including almost all the participants in the battle.

The Five Elements Realm was revealed to the public for the first time, but in the eyes of outsiders, they could only see his body shining with five colors of light, but those participating in the battle turned a blind eye to him, with extreme fear on their faces, and spared no effort to attack desperately.

Due to the high density of the crowd, their attacks will inevitably accidentally injure nearby people, but they themselves don't realize it, especially those magicians who are not strong in melee combat, and are confused by the people around them. Kill by mistake.

In just a short moment, almost half of the thousands of people were killed or injured, causing people outside the domain to open their mouths in astonishment, wondering why they would suddenly kill each other.

But they don't know that the people trapped in the field are either roaring tsunamis, collapsing icebergs, erupting volcanoes, rampant mudslides...

All kinds of terrible natural disasters carried the power of destroying the world and made them struggle to the death and try their best to survive.

"Amitabha!"

The monks of Tianyin Temple, who had always remained neutral, seemed to have seen the clue, and their eyes were flickering with horror.

The headed old monk uttered the Buddha's name in compassion, and looked at Ding Ning with a frightening gleam in his cloudy old eyes: "Almsgiver, God has the virtue of good life, killing too much is against the harmony of heaven, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." , and ask the benefactor to be merciful, let's stop here!"

"give up?"

Ding Ning stared at the old monk fearlessly, with a disdainful arc on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly, "When these people were yelling at me, why didn't you come out and tell them to stop? Seeing that they can't do it now, But you stand up and pretend to be a big-tailed donkey, it's really a good plan."

The old monk blushed when he was reprimanded, but the clay bodhisattva still had a fiery temper, not to mention that he, as an eminent monk of Tianyin Temple, had always been highly respected. No one had ever dared to talk to him like this. Hearing this, his face darkened: "Young man , I don’t mean to be partial to any side, but these are thousands of human lives after all, if you insist on going your own way and commit killings, you will be punished by heaven.”

"God's punishment, haha, I have always acted with a clear conscience, looking up to the sky, and bowing down to others, if there is a day's punishment, just come."

Ding Ning straightened his chest and retracted his abdomen, his body was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and his eyes were full of disdain for the world.

The old monk sighed and folded his palms together: "Amitabha, if the donor doesn't listen to others, he will get retribution in the end."

"Retribution? Hehe, should I just let others bully me?"

When Ding Ning saw that the old monk was not far away from the Holy Doctor School and the top management of the Holy Sword Villa, he understood what was going on, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Old monk, Buddhism emphasizes compassion, but under your merciful face It’s really disgusting to have a crooked heart.”

"presumptuous!"

"Bold, dare to disrespect the elder Wutong."

"My Buddha is merciful, but there is still the wrath of Vajra. This son is arrogant and domineering, killing a lot, he should be punished!"

...

Before Elder Wutong could speak, a group of young and old monks in Tianyin Temple were all angry and shouted loudly.

Ding Ning stretched out his finger and ticked it disdainfully, and said impatiently: "Don't gossip there, if you have the ability, just see the truth with your hands."

"Hmph, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

"We won't have the same knowledge as you, a vulgar person."

"If you can't be reasonable, you have to use violence. There is no reason at all. How decent is it to fight and kill?"

...

A group of monks from Tianyin Temple's eyes flickered, and they refused to go on stage confidently.

Ding Ning was almost laughed angrily by these shameless people, and teased full of sarcasm: "I didn't expect all the masters to talk about gentlemen, what a disrespect!"

The elder Na Wutong was very thick-skinned, coughed dryly and said: "I just think that the benefactor killed too much, I don't know if I can treat this old man as a thin face, so how about giving up?"

"Thin noodles? Your face is really thin. I really didn't pay attention to it. If you don't accept it, just see the real chapter under your hands."

Ding Ning said dismissively with his hands behind his back.

"Since this is the case, the old monk will learn the best tricks of the benefactor, and ask the benefactor to enlighten him."

Elder Wutong unexpectedly agreed to Ding Ning's challenge, stood up unhurriedly, and walked towards Ding Ning step by step.