Medical Sovereign

There was a relaxed smile on the corner of Ding Ning's mouth, and the heart that was hanging tightly fell back to reality.

What he is afraid of is just the projection of the clone, Anze, although he can't do anything to him, but he can't do anything to himself either, so he is not afraid.

Now that the biggest threat is restrained by the black and white Tai Chi diagram, his life safety will be temporarily guaranteed, and his mood will naturally become happier.

Of course, he also heard what Anze said, but he was not obliged to explain it to him.

He can't say that Black and White Taijitu is a good employee like an old scalper. As long as it finds external energy, it will start working conscientiously, trying to crush it into slag, and turn it into the purest energy or spiritual power.

If Anze hadn't lived in his martial soul before, contaminated his aura, and made the black and white Taiji figure mistake him for his own, so he didn't attack him, otherwise, he would have turned into a pure energy body by now.

This is also the reason why Ding Ning tried his best to escape into the sea of ​​consciousness. After all, the avatar projection belongs to external energy, and the black and white Tai Chi diagram will work on its own initiative, which was in his expectation.

The only thing he was worried about before was that the black and white Taiji diagram could not resist the powerful power of the clone projection, but now it seems that the black and white Taiji diagram is obviously more powerful and mysterious than he knew, and it can actually compete with the clone projection of the original Taoist. downwind.

Although it was just a struggle, Ding Ning was already very satisfied, because he knew very well that the existence of the clone projection had a time limit.

As long as it is delayed until the projection dissipates, his crisis will be completely resolved.

After death, there is only Anze who has lost his hole card, and he will try to see if he can get rid of him with the Sun Shooting Bow.

Although killing Anze would cause him to lose his light and dark martial souls, he has no choice now.

The mighty Anze is not something he can subdue and control, and it will pose a great threat to him. Therefore, even if he kills one thousand enemies and loses eight hundred, he can only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

The situation stabilized, and Ding Ning, who had regained his memory, began to think about how to solve the matter of Shui Wuhun.

Because of amnesia before, Shui Wuhun was always on his side, so he didn't think too much about it, but now that he has recovered his memory, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that Shui Wuhun is by no means a simple spirit awakening spirit, but a spirit with Anze also came with a certain purpose, but he still couldn't see what his purpose was.

Although the signals sent to him by Shui Wuhun were full of good intentions, but he knew people and faces but didn't know his heart. He knew when he would suddenly attack, and he couldn't figure out his purpose. He felt stuck in his throat and could not sleep or eat.

Especially when he thought that his martial spirit could be tampered with, he felt chills all over his body and his hair stood on end.

When exactly was it tampered with? Ding Ning's eyes were deep, thinking carefully.

Before entering the Langya Realm, Wuhun was all normal, although he had no spirit, he was very obedient and would never put himself in the way.

Everything seemed to happen after he escaped from Langya Realm by sacrificing the Five Elements Martial Soul, and it was only at that time that the Five Elements Martial Soul was completely out of his sight, and it was only at that time that the Five Elements Martial Soul was tampered with.

He still remembered that after the Five Elements Martial Soul escaped from the broken Langya Realm, he said that not only did they not dissipate under the doomsday natural disaster, but they were blessed by misfortune, and immediately awakened their souls after they were broken.

At that time, he was still secretly happy, but now that he thought about it, things were not that simple.

Although the totem endowed them with the attributes of the five elements, in essence, they are still soul bodies. How could they not perish under the terrifying doomsday disaster?

Therefore, there must be one or more powerful beings that he can't understand at present, and helped the Five Elements Martial Soul to survive that catastrophe in a special way

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They even planted spiritual seeds in their souls, waiting for their self-awakening.

This made him think carefully, what is it about him that makes those powerful masters miss him?

totem? Or a sky-filling stone? Or is it his own three bloodlines?

Ding Ning's headache was splitting from thinking about it, but he couldn't think of a reason, and his heart was covered with a thick layer of haze.

No one is willing to let others manipulate their own destiny at will, and he is no exception.

It seems that when the matter is over, it is necessary to talk to Shui Wuhun. No matter what purpose he came for, even if he abandoned the Five Elements Wuhun, he would never allow the existence of spiritual intelligence with impure purposes. In one's own Wuhun.

Ding Ning took a deep breath, put aside his worries for the time being, and grinned at An Ze who was tensely directing the projection and the black and white Tai Chi diagram, showing his cold white teeth.

Anze's heart trembled for no reason, the strong warning signs of danger made his scalp tingle, his body felt cold, and he looked up subconsciously.

I saw that Ding Ning was holding a curved bow in his hand, and he was pulling it open to lock him. Although the bow had no arrows or strings, the strong sense of death crisis made him shudder, and he shouted without thinking: "Third uncle, kill me!" he."

The projection suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura that would destroy the world, and the figure who had been restrained by the black and white Tai Chi diagram forcibly broke free from the shackles, and punched Ding Ning from a distance.

With this punch, the projection seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and quickly began to become illusory, gradually dissipating into nothingness.

Before the phantom of the fist arrived, Ding Ning's liver and gallbladder were torn apart by that terrifying aura, and he began to vomit blood gulpingly, cracks appeared on his soul body, and countless bright starlight burst out, instantly illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

It's dead now, father, mother, master, sister, Luoxue, Nuonuo, Yun'er... Farewell!

A blow from the projection of the original Dao powerhouse, even if the Immortal Emperor, Human Emperor and Ming DìDū are here, I am afraid they will not have the ability to save themselves.

Ding Ning's face was full of bitterness, bowed down weakly, and he closed his eyes in despair. Familiar faces flashed in his mind like a movie, and his heart was full of regret and unwillingness.

He wanted to kill An Ze with one arrow, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, the projection could forcefully break free from the restraint of the black and white Tai Chi diagram, and delivered this fatal blow to himself.

An Ze showed a sinister and ferocious smile on his face. If he had known that the third uncle's projection could break free from the restraint of the black and white Tai Chi diagram, he would not waste his time here.

The terrible curved bow is another treasure. This damn native has a lot of good things. It's a waste of money to put it in your hands, but it doesn't matter. From now on, these treasures will belong to me.

Anze greedily looked at the sun-shooting bow in Ding Ning's hand, thinking excitedly in his heart, although it is a pity to lose the big card of the third uncle's projection, but with the compensation of these treasures, it is enough to make his psychological balanced.

Just when Ding Ning was disheartened, the calm sea of ​​consciousness suddenly set off huge waves, and the silver hourglass and the piece of bronze rotten iron burst out suddenly.

The silver hourglass leaped out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and was quietly suspended in mid-air, without any further action, but the quicksand in the hourglass began to drip, making a soft rustling sound.

As the hourglass started to work, bursts of dreamlike brilliance flooded the entire space, and it instantly entered a state of stillness, stopping the ghostly shadow of the terrifying fist that was about to hit Ding Ning in mid-air.

The ferocious smile on Anze's face was also frozen at this moment, looking extremely ferocious.

All time stopped, and the only unaffected ones were Ding Ning, who opened his eyes in astonishment, and that piece of bronze and rotten iron.

The bronze and rotten iron instantly turned into a terrifying sword light that cut through the sky, and slashed at the fist phantom fiercely.

There is no earth-shattering sound, nor any terrifying explosion shock wave, everything is as casual and natural as drinking water, eating and walking.

The sword light cut on the fist, as if defeating leather, and there was a light pop, and the two offset each other, and they all dissipated invisible, and the biggest crisis was completely resolved.

The rotten bronze and rotten iron seemed to have exhausted all their strength, and after a soft rustle, it turned into dust and dissipated invisibly.

The silver hourglass stopped the quicksand, and the silver light became a little dim. It fell back into the sea of ​​consciousness with a pop and fell into silence, while the still time continued to flow.

"Go with peace of mind, your baby is mine from now on...uh!"

An Ze, who knew nothing about all this, was still laughing triumphantly, but suddenly found that Ding Ning, who was supposed to be wiped out under the projected fist, was still standing there alive at this moment, but the shadow of the fist had disappeared without a trace. The laughter stopped abruptly like an old rooster being strangled by the neck, choked in his throat, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Ding Ning was on the verge of falling, his face pale and frighteningly pale, as if his strength had been drained from his whole body, but he didn't care, and there was ecstasy in his eyes.

Ever since he got the silver hourglass, no matter how he pushed it, there was no response, but just now, it joined hands with the bronze block to save his life.

This made him feel both shocked and incomparably excited, because at the moment when the silver hourglass started to time the quicksand, a subtle spiritual connection was established with him.

That is, this subtle spiritual connection instantly evacuated 90% of the soul power in his body, and the result was that the hourglass remained static for a second, allowing the bronze and rotten iron knife to empty the fist in time. The shadow is cut off.

Although the exhaustion and emptiness of all the previous actions made his weak legs flutter, and he wished he could just sit down on the ground and fall asleep, but the unprecedented excitement made his eyes shine.

At the price of 90% of a soul body, in exchange for one second of time stillness, this is a bargain for Ding Ning.

You must know that the victory or defeat of a master's fight is often only in an instant, and a second is enough for him to kill the enemy hundreds of times.

Think about that scene. You were in a life-and-death struggle, but suddenly one side’s time was stopped, and you could only stand there as a living target. What kind of enemy couldn’t be killed?

Even if it is a master of the level of Human Sovereign, even if he can survive in that situation, he will probably be severely injured by him in an instant. This kind of ability is the real killer move against the sky.

Ding Ning smiled, and shouted in his heart that he has made a lot of money.

If it were someone else, even if they had this ability, they would probably not dare to use it lightly.

After all, once this trick is used, it means that all the energy in his body will be drained, and he will fall into an extremely weak state. If he can't kill the enemy, he will lose his ability to resist.

But he is different, he has eight martial souls and one master soul, and draining the energy of one soul body does not have much effect on him.

Although the light and dark spirits no longer belong to him, as long as Anze is killed, it is only a matter of time before they recondense.

What's more, he believes that with the improvement of his cultivation, the time he can be still will also increase. At that time, who else will be his opponent?

Just when he was grinning stupidly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw An Ze rushing towards him with red eyes, his face turned pale with shock, and he cried out inwardly, what the hell, he even forgot that there is An Ze.