Medical Sovereign

But the next moment, he was stunned.

What about your own body? Why is there no physical body, only a transparent soul body? Could it be that he is already dead.

Thinking of this, Ding Ning felt sad in his heart, and he didn't expect to die like this.

His wish for a family reunion has not yet been fulfilled, his promise to get a marriage certificate with his own women has not been fulfilled, he has not seen the child born in Du Xing's womb, and he has not seen his sister Shiyue conceived and gave birth to his son, Nuonuo , Lingyun, Luoxue, Xiaoyao... what should they do? Is it possible to stay a widow for a lifetime?

This made him distraught, all thoughts were lost, his mind went blank, and he wandered aimlessly in this terrifying battlefield.

Countless aftermaths of terrifying attacks swept towards him, but he didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding them. Everyone was dead, so why did he still retain his consciousness?

It's nothing more than increasing my pain, it's better to let the aftermath of these battles annihilate my soul, so as to prevent myself from living in endless longing and pain.

But those attacks that seemed to be enough to destroy everything fell on him, but they were not painful or itchy, as if there was no feeling of a breeze blowing on his face. This made him almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

MD, I took off my trousers, but you frankly told me that my aunt is here, can't I die even if I want to?

At this moment, the entire battlefield suddenly fell silent, becoming silent.

Ding Ning looked up in a daze, only to find that everyone on the battlefield was staring at him, which made him shudder.

Can these guys see themselves? Ding Ning thought with some surprise, subconsciously lowered his head to look at his transparent body, is there anything unusual?

Immediately raised his head in confusion and looked at these unimaginably powerful super powers, blinked innocently: "Go on, what are you looking at me for?"

"The psychic fetus, it's really the psychic fetus, it's better now, and we don't have to fight back and forth."

An old man in green robe exuding a terrifying sword intent stared at Ding Ning with fiery eyes, and shouted in a trembling voice.

"Great, with the psychic fetus, we don't have to fight for that chance, hahaha."

A burly man with stubble on his face, a burly figure, and eyes like copper bells sat down on the ground, laughing loudly, tears streaming down his face as he laughed.

Those excited people suddenly fell silent, looking at the bloody land strewn with corpses, their faces showed sadness.

"What are you talking about? What psychic birth?"

Ding Ning asked in a bewildered face. He really didn't know what the situation was. Didn't he die, but his soul didn't dissipate, so why did he become a psychic fetus?

It's a pity, but no one answered him, as if he didn't hear his words at all, with a sad look on his face, he began to restrain the corpses of his friends and brothers, and the atmosphere became silent and depressing.

Ding Ning suddenly understood that these people could only see him, but couldn't hear what he said, which made him feel a little bad.

Psychic fetus?

a chance?

What the hell are these guys talking about?

Also, it is said that after death, the soul will leave the body and enter the underworld to be reincarnated, but why did I come here in a daze, and met such a group of inexplicable lunatics.

No, it's better to get out of here quickly.

Thinking of this, Ding Ning immediately turned around and wanted to run away without hesitation.

"We are not demons, nor are we gods. We are just a little mature in cultivation. Unlike innate gods like you who have devoured the origin of heaven and earth, there is no need to kill people for an illusory legend.

Let it go. "

The old sword-wielding man in green robe silently received

Picking up the corpse of a strong human race, he turned and said to a group of men and women exuding indifference.

Ding Ning was shocked, and stopped involuntarily. Innate god? Could it be that those men and women exuding a ruthless and indifferent atmosphere are the legendary sub-innate gods?

This made him stunned. Could it be that he didn't die, but instead passed through? And it's still time travel to the beginning of time, which is too absurd.

Although he had time-traveling experience before, it still made him a little unbelievable to suddenly travel to the beginning of the war between gods and demons.

"Too many people have died, including your innate gods. Although they claim to be immortal, they are not really immortal. Let's stop here, otherwise, even if we all die here, you will not be able to ask for anything."

A beautiful woman whose white dress was already stained red with blood said decisively, threateningly.

"snort!"

A boy who looked like a gourd baby among the congenital gods snorted coldly, and said sternly: "We are not afraid of you, but now that the psychic fetus has appeared, there is no need to fight you to the death."

A strange beast with a sword in its mouth and radiating golden light uttered words, making a clanging sound like metal: "Yes, if you really fight to the end, all of you will definitely die here, since the psychic Taoist It has already appeared, and I can agree to strike, but I have conditions."

"Conditions? Pooh, we killed so many people, and even gave in a step, you guys dare to ask for conditions, come on, since you want to fight, I'll play with you to the end, I want to see, you shit Innate gods, are they really immortal?"

A big black-faced man with a huge knife on his back stepped forward, exuding terrifying coercion, and said with disdain on his face.

"If you want to fight, then continue? Who is afraid of whom?"

An innate god like a lion-like monster took a step forward, not to be outdone, and glared at the black-faced man.

"Zheng!"

The strong human beings pulled out their weapons one after another, and formed a confrontation with the innate gods. The atmosphere that had just eased up suddenly became tense again, full of a strong smell of gunpowder.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

An old man in rough clothes among the strong human beings shouted together with a long-haired man with picturesque eyebrows and beautiful features like a woman among the innate gods.

These two people seem to have high prestige in their respective camps. As soon as they spoke, both sides retracted their weapons resentfully, and glared at each other unwillingly.

"Ahem, Jue, what do you say?"

The commoner-clothed old man seemed as weak as a dying man in the wind, but when he spoke, he exuded a trace of Taoism, as if he was integrated with the heaven and the earth, so that no one dared to underestimate him.

The handsome man named Jue smiled slightly, and his face that was devoid of any human emotions melted like ice and snow at this moment, making people feel like a spring breeze, but his words were extremely strong: "Kill, many of us have already died. Once, but you humans entered our Heavenly Palace, even though the psychic fetus has appeared, you can't just pretend that nothing happened, right?"

"Hmph! Don't talk about those high-sounding words. Didn't you force us to enter the Heavenly Palace? Since you can set up the battlefield in the human world and tear the Great Desolate Continent apart, why can't we enter the Heavenly Palace?"

The beautiful woman said unhappily upon hearing the words.

But Jue didn't even look at her, just stared at the commoner old man casually, waiting for his answer.

Lu squinted his eyes, staring at Jue with a pair of ancient and unwavering old eyes, an invisible coercion permeated the air, causing the innate gods to frown, looking at Lu with fear, and secretly preparing for a big fight Prepare.

Jue didn't seem to feel it, and still had that casual expression.

With love, he and Lu looked at each other without giving in.

The invisible confrontation between the two made the atmosphere tense again. Whether it was humans or innate gods, they all subconsciously clenched their weapons and were ready to go.

Although Ding Ning knew that no matter how powerful they were, they would not be able to hurt him at all, but the terrifying momentum still made him subconsciously hold his breath, not even daring to breathe.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the god who transformed from the number one congenital treasure. I am ashamed of myself. Tell me, what conditions do you have?"

The old man in civilian clothes suddenly burst into laughter, like spring wind turning into rain, sweeping away the oppressive atmosphere that was on the verge of breaking out, and becoming more relaxed.

It's just that the strong men on the human side have ugly faces. Since Lu said so, it means that he has fallen into a disadvantage in the battle with Jue, which they are unwilling to accept.

Ke Lu is the strongest of the human race and the patron saint of the human world. Even he is not an absolute opponent, so what can they do?

The soothing atmosphere made Ding Ning subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt a little sad in his heart. Could it be that human beings just compromised like this?

Although most of the innate gods are in human form except for a few monsters, but in essence they are just celestial treasures transformed after devouring part of the original power at the beginning of chaos, which really made him unable to feel close.

In the human camp, although there are many strange alien and beast creatures, psychologically, he still prefers the human race.

Jue pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "There are no conditions, it's just that Tiangong is a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure that we have sacrificed together, and you have made such a fuss that you have turned Tiangong into ruins, so there must be no compensation at all. "

Ding Ning didn't know if he was delusional. When Lu Kai spoke softly, he always felt like he was quietly relieved. Although at his current level, he still couldn't clearly know the specific details of the confrontation between the two, but he was able to learn from Jue. It can be seen from his reaction that even if he definitely has the upper hand, it is by no means as easy as it seems on the surface.

This made him feel admiration for Lu. It is conceivable how much hard work and sweat it takes to cultivate as a human being to the point where it can compete with the innate gods.

"Tell me, what compensation do you want, as long as we can come up with it, we will give it."

Lu said in a very bachelor way, but his words were full of mysteries. We will only give what we can get out, and we can’t blame us for what we can’t get out.

In fact, he couldn't figure out what Jue really wanted. As innate gods, they lacked nothing, so how could they value human things.

Could it be...

Lu subconsciously glanced at Ding Ning, feeling tense in his heart. Could it be that he wants to have a psychic birth?

But he was soon relieved, the psychic fetus was not his, even if he agreed not to dispute it would be useless, the psychic fetus was born with spirits and had its own choices, and that was not something he could decide.

"I want to mend the sky stone."

Jue unexpectedly gave an alternative answer.

This sentence was so shocking that the complexion of the strong people of the race changed drastically, and Lu Gang's stretched old face suddenly became serious.

But they didn't know that the most shocked people were not them, but Ding Ning, his eyes widened in shock, "Bending Sky Stone? Isn't he the stone man who never leaves his body?

Legend has it that the sky-repairing stone is an extra piece of five-colored stone refined by the Nuwa Empress when she was mending the sky, but isn't Nuwa a mythical figure in ancient times? This is the early days, how could there be a sky-replenishing stone?

This made Ding Ning feel that time and space are disordered. In the beginning, the ancient times, the chaotic universe, and the three realms, what kind of connection do they have?

Could it be that the sky-replenishing stone they are talking about is not the one refined by Nuwa? Only this explanation can make sense.