Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning finally found Li. He didn't want to separate from her like this, so he ran in the direction he came from, hoping to find her and ask her what was going on.

But he didn't want to fight, but someone was unwilling to let him leave. A bald demigod in red smiled and slapped his head with a palm.

This demigod-level powerhouse is only at the peak demigod level, but he is considered an extremely powerful being in this battlefield. He is full of confidence with this palm. The boy in front of him, who seems to have no aura fluctuations, will definitely be buried under him. Under this palm.

A demigod dressed in white who was not far away from Ding Ning screamed loudly and warned: "Hurry, hide, that is Chiwu, the third disciple of Lord Amitabha, we are not able to compete."

Ding Ning was slightly startled. He didn't expect someone to remind him so kindly. Then he realized that he was wearing white clothes at the moment. Although the style was different, the white-clothed demigod must have regarded him as one of his own.

This suddenly reminded him that Li seemed to be wearing white clothes, and this white-clothed demigod should be from the same camp as Li.

In the area where the super masters fought before, their clothes were all different, and even he didn't see how to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

But this low-level combat area is different. There are only two camps, white and red, and they are clearly differentiated. There is no need to worry about standing in the wrong team.

Seeing that Chiwu's palm was about to fall, but Ding Ning seemed to be frightened and didn't react at all. The white-clothed demigod who kindly reminded him showed a look that he couldn't bear to witness, and sighed secretly in his heart. If he touches this Chiwu, Wu, I guess I can only give up resistance and let him slaughter me.

But the next moment, his eyes widened in shock, and his mouth opened so wide that he could almost fit a big duck egg in.

What did he see? The guy he thought was certain to die before, actually just waved his hand lightly, and the Chi Wu, who was unable to compete in his eyes, exploded with a bang, turning into a ball of blood mist, leaving no bones left.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he wondered if he was hallucinating.

That is Chiwu, the most cruel, violent and talented third disciple of Lord Amitabha. Chiwu has cultivated to the peak level of demigod when he was only five hundred years old. He is the most valued disciple of Lord Amitabha, because he was once at the god level. He who escaped with his life in the hands of the strong gained fame far and wide.

But now, the notorious Chiwu is as vulnerable as a chicken or a dog in the hands of this inconspicuous guy. If he hadn't been secretly watching him because he was afraid of Chiwu, he would definitely be Chiwu. Otherwise, he would have doubted whether the Chiwu who was turned into blood mist was a fake.

Ding Ning clenched his fist,

It seems that he has become more powerful again. Although he could easily kill the peak demigods before, it took some effort, but now, it is really easy to kill the peak demigods instantly.

Could it be because of the inheritance of the laws of the human crown? This made Ding Ning look thoughtful, and after careful reflection, he found that it seemed to be really the case.

At this moment, various laws are entangled in his body. It is obvious that he has never understood these laws, and he has even never heard of some laws, but he can call them at will as he points, as if he has understood tens of millions of those laws. Like years.

How is this going? Could it be that the human crown also has the function of helping people understand the laws? This made him feel like he was taking advantage of the world.

You must know that he is taking the road of medicine. This road is all-encompassing, and the law of understanding is of course that the more the better.

Of course, even without these laws, he can easily break through and become a god by relying on the basic laws of the Five Elements and Light and Darkness. However, he must also continue to comprehend other laws in the later stage. If he wants to break through immortality, he still doesn't know that it will take until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse.

Now that he's done, it's like picking up hundreds of laws and insights for free, saving him countless years of hard work. If he is willing, he can easily break through the mirror at any time and become a true master in the divine realm.

But he had a vague intuition that if he broke through now, he might regret it later. Although he didn't know why he had such an idea, he felt that to be on the safe side, it was better not to break through yet.

Resisting the urge to break through and enter the trance, Ding Ning noticed that the white-clothed demigod who reminded him before was currently being surrounded by five demigods. Although they were only five ordinary demigods, the white-clothed demigod had just stepped into the top demigod level. It's just a level, and its strength is not much stronger than that of ordinary demigods. Under siege, it is surrounded by dangers, and it is possible to fall at any time.

"Master, it's him, the third junior brother was killed by him."

Just when he was about to help, he heard a voice that made him frown slightly. He turned around and saw a middle-aged bald red-clothed demigod pointing resentfully at him and towards a man wrapped in a red robe beside him. The bald old man testified.

"Young man, you dare to kill my beloved disciple. I will peel off your skin, remove your bones, rip out your tendons, and dig out your heart to comfort Chi Wu's spirit in the sky."

The red robe on the bald old man was very similar to the cassock, but the ferocious expression on his face did not have the compassion that a Taoist monk should have, and he roared fiercely and viciously.

"Mitao, you have crossed the boundary. This is not the area you should be in."

Two god-level men in white clothes ran over, stared at Namituo with ugly expressions and shouted.

Mi Tuo smiled contemptuously and said coldly: "Soldiers will fight soldiers, and generals will fight. This is just a verbal agreement to prevent both sides from massacre of low-level disciples on both sides. If it were normal times, I would naturally abide by the agreement, but this little bastard killed I love my disciple, if I don’t avenge him, how can I relieve the hatred in my heart? You get out of the way, otherwise don’t blame me for not abiding by the agreement and kill you too.”

The faces of the two men in white were ashen. One of them, a middle-aged man with a mole on his lip, argued angrily: "Your apprentice killed so many of us, but we didn't let a strong man kill your apprentice in revenge, right? Others can Death, why can’t your disciple die? What nonsense is this?”

"Yes, swords and guns have no eyes, life and death are determined by fate. If you insist on breaking the agreement, don't blame me for informing our strong men to kill you."

Another younger man in white also shouted in a deep voice.

An icy look flashed in Amitabha's eyes. Although he was not unreasonable about this matter, he, Amitabha, had never been reasonable before. A sinister smile appeared on his face: "Okay, then let's see if it's your fault." There are more powerful people on our side.”

Before he finished speaking, Mi Tuo suddenly made a sneak attack. Although he said it beautifully, he was still afraid that the strong men on the other side would really target him and hunt him down. He wanted to strike first and kill any one of them with a sneak attack. , the opponent only had one god-level strongman left, and he was so sure that he couldn't even send a signal for help.

After all, he is a strong man at the peak of trance, and these two trances in white are only in the early stages of trance. The signal for help is in the hands of the two of them. As long as they kill them and kill everyone, who will know that this is Did Amitabha do it?

You must know that the battlefield is vast and boundless, and the area divided by the battle alone is calculated in units of tens of thousands. It is normal for a low-level warrior to be annihilated in the battle area. As long as he dies without proof, no one can do anything to him.

Ding Ning was stunned. Shouldn't it be a life-and-death battle between the two sides? Regardless of the level of strength, why are the battles here divided into hierarchical areas, and there is a protection agreement for low-level warriors? It must be very humane.

If I hadn't seen those super strong people give up before,

Forgetting life and death, he was really falling like rain. He even doubted whether this battle was a game between the two sides, focusing on military training.

But although he was confused, he always remained vigilant and paid close attention to Amitabha. After all, this thief was bald and had a sinister face. He looked like an arrogant and domineering person at first glance, and was by no means a rule-abiding master.

Sure enough, as he expected, this bald thief was not only arrogant and domineering, but also shameless, and even resorted to despicable means of sneak attacks.

Although he was not familiar with the two white-clothed men, he would never just watch something happen to them just because they were in the same camp as Li and they were trying to stand up for themselves.

What's more, even he himself doesn't know to what extent his strength has skyrocketed. Mi Tuo, who has reached the peak of his god, is his best touchstone at the moment.

The middle-aged man in white didn't expect that Mi Tuo could be so despicable. He suddenly made a sneak attack while they were still negotiating. His face changed drastically and he cursed "despicable". He instantly burst out with the power of cultivation and stepped forward to block the young and enchanted man who had not yet reacted. In front of you.

But his eyes were full of sorrow, anger and despair. He was only in the middle of trance, and there was a huge gap in strength between him and Mido. Let alone accepting the challenge in a hurry, even if he was fully prepared, he might not be able to block his full blow. , it can be said that standing in front of his junior brother, he was ready to sacrifice.

When Ding Ning saw this, he admired the character of the man in white even more and moved instantly without hesitation.

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Mi Tuo stamped his palm heavily on the enemy's chest, grinned ferociously and killed the younger man in white without even looking.

"You hit me and want to leave. Isn't it too nice?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded, which startled Mi Tuo.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man in white who was supposed to have died under his palm, standing unharmed five or six meters away from him, looking behind him with a confused look on his face.

This caused him to have a strong feeling of death, his spine was numb, and a cold air rushed straight to the sky. Although he still didn't understand what was going on, he knew that there must be a demon when something went wrong. The strong death threat made him unyielding. Hesitantly burst out with a strong bloody energy, and a bloody Buddha fell from the sky, turning into a bloody armor to protect his whole body.

At the same time, without stopping at all, he waved his hand and transformed into a giant bloody claw that grabbed the head of the young man in white with a dull face.

Despite his arrogance and domineering attitude, he is actually the best at judging the situation and running away when the situation is not good. Otherwise, he would not be alive today.

So he knew very well that he was definitely not able to match someone who could receive his palm without doing anything. This bloody claw was a magical power that he had mastered. Even his enemies who were also at the peak of trance would not dare to ignore it. At this moment He didn't want to hurt anyone, he just wanted to force the young man in white back to give him a way to escape.

Although the young man in white is a strong person in the early stage of trance, he has obviously just been promoted recently, and his combat experience and on-the-spot reactions are half a beat slower than those of the same level.

In addition, so many changes happened in the lightning flash, which made him dizzy. He is still in unbelievable shock. He finally woke up when the bloody evil claws were about to appear in front of him. His first reaction after the drastic change in his face was not to run away, but to run away. He raised his arms and covered his head in fear.

"Junior brother..."

The middle-aged man in white finally came to his senses and let out an indescribable cry of grief and anger. Just as he was about to rush in desperately to rescue him, he felt that his eyes were blurred. The scene that happened to him before happened again. His junior brother suddenly and the man who saved him before The young people exchanged positions in an instant, causing his cries of grief to stop abruptly.