Medical Sovereign

The black air that covered the sky and the sun enveloped Ding Ning's figure, blocking everyone's sight.

Miyamoto Akihiro had a ferocious smile on his face, and said proudly with his hands behind his back: "It is your honor to be the nourishment of Baqi."

"A little snake, what's the deal with Baqi?"

Ding Ning's calm voice came from the black mist.

Miyamoto Minghao's expression changed, and then he sneered: "I didn't expect that I still have some ability, and I can persist until now, but so what, you will still die."

After saying that, he muttered words, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence into the black mist. The black mist began to surge violently, and the big black snake actually let out an earth-shattering roar.

Miyamoto Akihiro's slightly pale face had a trace of contentment, and he laughed wildly: "Boy, you completely angered me, and you even forced me to use a drop of blood. Baqi will tear you apart bit by bit. Break it into pieces and turn it into snacks..."

"You talk too much."

Ding Ning's voice suddenly came again, making Xiahou Weiyang and Qu Wuyou, who almost couldn't help but take action, heave a long sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the crazily surging black mist quickly gathered in the direction of Ding Ning like a whale sucking water. The black mist continued to disappear, gradually revealing a proud and upright figure, who else but Ding Ning.

But what was shocking was that in his hand was a small black eight-headed snake, like a docile pet. He was spitting out snake messages with a flattering expression on his face, but there was no trace of the fierce and monstrous aura from before.

"No, that's impossible, pfft!"

Miyamoto Akihiro roared with disbelief on his face. He didn't know whether he was angry or because the mental connection between Baqi and him was cut off, which caused him to suffer backlash. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his momentum quickly weakened.

"It's just a ghost of a snake, but it dares to be called Yamata-no-Orochi."

Ding Ning played with the ghost in his hand and said with disdain. He just looked at Miyamoto Minghao with eyes full of passion like looking at a beautiful woman without clothes.

Unexpectedly, Fuso's shikigami turned out to be a ghost, which has the same origin as the little ghost head. It can be used as a nine ghosts. So at this moment, he can easily kill Miyamoto Akihiro, but he has not done it yet, looking forward to him releasing a few more. Shikigami, it also saves me from looking for ghost heads everywhere.

"die,

Go to hell. "

Miyamoto Akihiro cooperated very well, roaring with red eyes, his body exuding a monstrous black energy, and a black shadow rushed towards Ding Ning like lightning.

A strange look appeared on Ding Ning's face, and he exclaimed in surprise: "It's actually a dog."

Miyamoto Akihiro, who was activating the shikigami with all his strength, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and shouted angrily: "What kind of dog? This is the Daitengu."

"Isn't the Daitengu also a dog?"

Ding Ning's disdainful voice came: "You are so ugly and not impressive at all. How can I take the dog out for a walk in the future?"

Miyamoto Akihiro was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood. His hair stood upside down and he yelled like a madman: "Bite it to death, bite it to death."

Before Ding Ning could move, a humanized look of disdain flashed across the eyes of the little black snake, and it jumped out towards the big tengu like lightning. The mouth on one of its heads suddenly opened, and turned into a bloody giant. With his mouth, he swallowed the aggressive Daitengu in one gulp, and burped with satisfaction on his face. He jumped back to Ding Ning and rubbed against his arm as if taking credit for it.

Ding Ning said with an unhappy face: "That's my dog, spit it out."

Like an angry little wife, the little black snake reluctantly opened its mouth and spat out the big tengu.

Ding Ning ignored it and pinched the neck of the confused big tengu who had not figured out what was going on. His hands flashed with fluorescent light. After a moment, the big tengu calmed down and turned into a miniature puppy. , lowered his eyebrows and started acting cute like a pet.

Miyamoto Akihiro's face turned green. He thought that Ding Ning had used some secret method to cut off the connection between him and Baqi. As long as he killed him, he could regain control of Baqi. But he didn't expect that Baqi would actually He betrayed himself and took the initiative to help Ding Ning deal with him.

Ding Ning watched with interest as the black miniature puppy, which was only about the size of a table tennis ball, stretched out its tongue to lick his palm. He looked at Miyamoto Akihiro expectantly and said without any surprise, "Is there anything else? continue."

"Okay, I didn't expect that there are onmyojis in China. Do you really think that Yaqi is my strongest shikigami?"

Miyamoto Minghao's heart was bleeding, he stared at Ding Ning with vicious eyes, and said through gritted teeth.

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "There are stronger ones, let's show them."

"This is the strongest shikigami enshrined by my Miyamoto family. Since you want to see it, I will satisfy you."

A cruel look flashed in Miyamoto Akihiro's eyes.

He has no way of controlling the family's strongest inherited shikigami. Once released, he might even die, but he has no way out. Even if they die together, he will never allow Yamato and the Daitengu to be snatched away by the Chinese.

A terrifying aura filled the air, and the monstrous blood-colored mist surged, wrapping Miyamoto Akihao in it. Yamato and the Daitengu showed fear, lying on Ding Ning's hands and trembling.

Ding Ningyun's calm expression also became a bit more solemn. If Yamato and the Great Tengu were compared to little ghosts, then what Miyamoto Akihao was about to release would definitely be a ferocious ghost.

"Who disturbed me while I was sleeping?"

A very beautiful female voice echoed in the sky, but the voice was extremely cold, making people feel as if the surrounding temperature had dropped by dozens of degrees.

"It is your servant, Miyamoto Akihiro of the Miyamoto family, who has encountered difficulties and is asking for your help."

Miyamoto Akihiro bent at ninety degrees and said extremely humbly.

"The Miyamoto family?"

The female voice seemed to be immersed in memories, and after a moment she said calmly: "Then you should know the rules of my actions."

"Of course, I know!"

Miyamoto Akihiro drew out a sword without hesitation and cut off one of his arms.

Something strange happened. The broken arm did not fall to the ground along the gravity, but was suspended in the air. It turned into a blood-colored mist with a bang, and quickly condensed into an illusory female figure.

It's just that the aura exuded by the woman was extremely terrifying, and it continued to surge as if there was no end. Even the Sword God Yagyu had a look of fear on his face.

Ding Ning's eyes narrowed, staring at the illusory female figure in horror. Is this damn woman a shikigami? It was clearly the remnant soul of a super strong man.

The woman's aura gradually stopped around the peak of the Holy Martial Realm, and she said in a cold voice with some displeasure: "It's not enough. Even one ten thousandth of my strength cannot be restored."

Miyamoto Akihiro's face turned green again, and he finally understood why the ancestor of the family had told him not to summon this strongest shikigami easily until the Miyamoto family faced a life-and-death crisis.

This kind of shikigami cannot be controlled by human beings at all. She will bite her master at any time and swallow him down to the bone.

But now, under the cold gaze of Shikigami, he did not dare to have any thoughts of rejection. He gritted his teeth and swung his knife to cut off his left leg.

Bang!

The leg instantly turned into blood mist and was absorbed by the female shikigami. The figure quickly became solid, and the corresponding aura became more and more terrifying.

"This... this is... snow... snow girl?"

A Fuso warrior rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking at the naked, flawless and beautiful figure, and whispered in a low voice: "How can the Snow Girl be red? This is completely different from the records."

"This...this is a mutated blood girl."

Another well-informed warrior said with a look of horror on his face, his teeth chattering.

The warriors who had heard of the Blood Girl all had pale faces. One of them, an elderly man, cursed in fear: "Is Miyamoto Akihiro crazy? He dared to summon the Blood Girl. As soon as the Blood Girl appeared, three thousand people could not drink it." Blood will never give up."

"Not enough, not enough."

The blood girl didn't seem to care at all who summoned her. She looked around coldly. No one dared to look at her wherever she looked.

Because those eyes were so cold, as cold as a goddess above the nine heavens, looking indifferently at the humble ants, it made people seem to have their souls frozen, their whole body was cold, and their hands and feet were cold.

Even Yagyu Sword God was no exception. Not only did he not dare to look at her, he even took a few steps back calmly and even planned to run away.

Obviously, he had heard of the legend of the Blood Girl and thought it was just a boring person in danger.

It was sensational, but after her aura surged to the point where he couldn't see through it, he was heartbroken and decided to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

"I……"

Miyamoto Akihiro's face was pale, and he couldn't even cry even if he wanted to. He thought that he had sacrificed a big killer weapon, and at the very least, he would be able to get a common death, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to suffer.

"Um!"

The blood girl snorted coldly, and with a move of her hand, Miyamoto Minghao's whole body shattered and turned into a ball of blood mist, which was absorbed by the blood girl.

Even though she was naked, she was as beautiful as the one in the painting, but there was no beauty in her, only endless fear filling her heart.

"Run!"

The old man who had scolded Miyamoto Akihiro before could no longer resist the fear in his heart. He yelled and ran away as if he had gone crazy.

As soon as he ran away, the Fuso warrior who was already filled with fear dared to stay. He fled in all directions with a bang, only hating his parents for losing two legs.

Yagyu Sword God had already made up his mind to escape, but when he saw everyone fleeing, which attracted the blood girl's attention, he didn't care about the challenge, and disappeared in place with a whoosh.

After he refused to fight, Nodera Yokoaki knew that the Yagyu Sword God would never let him go, so when Miyamoto Akihiro took action to attract everyone's attention, he took advantage of them and sneaked away quietly. .

But he was afraid of being discovered by the Yagyu Sword God, so he never dared to move too much. He estimated that he would not be caught up. When he was about to run away, he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.

He was so frightened that he turned around and saw that it was Yagyu Sword God. He was so frightened that he trembled all over and screamed in despair, could it be that my son, the majestic Immortal Emperor, was going to die in the hands of this mortal ant.

But the next moment, he found that Yagyu Sword God didn't seem to see him, and jumped past him with a whoosh.

Nodera Hengqiu had a dull look on his face, wondering what was going on. Could it be that he suddenly had the power of invisibility and the Yagyu Sword God couldn't see him at all?

Before he could figure out what was going on, a fiery red figure whizzed past him.

"Damn it, she's a beautiful girl with a naked butt. Beauty, wait for me, add me on WeChat and make friends."

Without the threat of death, the most handsome man in the fairy world immediately returned to his true colors, yelling and chasing after him.

Ding Ning, who was observing all this with his spiritual consciousness, suddenly became extremely strange. Who is this guy? He is so awesome. He is just using his life to pick up girls.

He believed that if this guy saw that those who escaped had no bones left at this moment and became the woman's nourishment, let alone picking up girls, he could run as far as the cliff.

"Hey, buddy, you are really fast. I hurriedly caught up with you."

At this moment, a gasping voice came, and a young man dressed very unconventionally ran over breathlessly. Ignoring Xiahou Weiyang's and others' weird faces, he reached out his hand enthusiastically and introduced himself: "My name is Yang Qiyuan. I usually like to play cool running."

"Parkour?"

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he was completely confused. He could run at such a speed while playing cool running. This guy is really awesome.

"Hey, I'm not bragging. I've been doing cool running for many years. I've never met an opponent in the entire Qingjiang Province. You are the only one who can convince me. This speed can't be beat. Let's make friends and have a good communication. Down."

Yang Qiyuan bent over, put his hands on his knees, panted heavily, and said enthusiastically.

Ding Ning glanced at him strangely: "Yang Qiyuan?"

"Well, yes, my name is Yang Qiyuan, what about you? What's your name?"

Yang Qiyuan said happily.

"Who are you, Yang Qifei?"

Ding Ning asked coldly.

Ding Ning looked familiar to him, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before. After he introduced himself, he suddenly remembered that it wasn't that he had seen him before, but that this guy looked very similar to Yang Qifei.

"That's my big brother, uh... shit."

Yang Qiyuan didn't expect that Ding Ning actually knew his eldest brother. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten about Chen Xiaolu. He slapped his forehead in frustration, turned around and ran away.