Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense to this guy and said expressionlessly: "Are you ready?"

"Okay, you can start anytime."

Long Luo didn't pay attention to Ding Ning at all, and shouted with joy: "Senior Divine Formation Master, I know you are listening. I will treat what this kid said as true. Don't deny it later. ”

"Stop talking nonsense. Every spit is a trap. You don't have to worry about me not counting my words. Take the move."

Ding Ning gritted his teeth and punched Long Luo.

Originally, he only planned to slightly hurt this guy, but now, he decided that he had to make this angry guy suffer.

When the fist was punched out, the world seemed to be eclipsed by it.

Long Luo's expression changed, and he put away all his contempt. A powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, quickly forming layers of cyan spiritual shields in front of him.

A strange color flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. This Long Luo turned out to be a god-level powerhouse, and his application of the laws of heaven and earth had reached the point where he could point at his fingertips.

But so what?

After he passed through the Immortal Meteor Tribulation, his physical body was already comparable to that of an immortal-level powerhouse. If his cultivation had not been far insufficient, he might even have been able to condense immortal bones.

Click!

Long Luo watched in horror as his proud Azure Dragon Shield had no ability to resist at all under the indestructible fist, and was directly destroyed like a torrent. The remaining force of the fist did not disappear, but it came straight towards his chest. .

Ouch!

A thick life-and-death crisis enveloped his heart, causing him to let out a horrified roar and use his strongest defense almost instinctively.

A tearing sound.

Long Luo's clothes were torn apart inch by inch, and the muscles all over his body began to expand rapidly. The surface of his skin kept squirming, and layers of dense blue scales appeared strangely. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a human-headed monster covered with blue scales.

Dragon Temple? Dragon? Snake man? Or is it a dragon?

Ding Ning looked at this scene in great surprise, looking thoughtful.

Bang!

Like Mars hitting the Earth,

The violent collision erupted with a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye. Long Luo flew out like a discarded rag doll and fell heavily to the ground. It made a deep pit in the ground and splashed smoke and dust all over the ground. .

Pususu!

Long Luo crawled out of the pit in disgrace. The green scales around his body were retracted by the terrifying force, and he regained his human form. He stared at Ding Ning in disbelief for a long time, and his mouth was filled with blood. It overflowed, dyeing half of the chest red, and the breath became weak quickly.

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched. Damn, he could still accept turning into a monster. Now that he has returned to his human form, a naked butt-dressed man standing there carelessly is really eye-catching, especially since this guy has a lot of money. Making him feel even more weird, he took out a set of clothes and threw them to him expressionlessly: "You lose."

Long Luo put on his clothes silently, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled miserably: "I underestimated you. I am willing to accept defeat and I will let you do whatever you want."

"Surrender or die."

Ding Ning found Long Luo more pleasing to the eye when he put on clothes. He proudly raised his chin at a forty-five-degree angle, and said with his hands behind his back like a master.

"I, a member of the Dragon Temple, will never surrender to anyone. I choose death."

Long Luo said proudly, raising his hand and slapping himself on the forehead without fear.

If this palm was real, his head would definitely shatter like a broken watermelon.

"What you say doesn't count? Didn't you say you'll let me do whatever you want?"

Ding Ning's figure flashed, her hand grabbed his wrist like an iron hoop, and she said teasingly.

For a tough guy like Long Luo, Ding Ning felt sympathy and appreciation in his heart, and couldn't bear to see him fall, so he took action in time to stop him from committing suicide.

Long Luo looked at him deeply: "I said I'll let you do whatever you want, but that doesn't mean I will surrender to you."

"Is it because you are a proud dragon?"

Ding Ning raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully.

Long Luo was suddenly startled, then regained his composure, lowered his eyes and said, "Whatever you say."

Ding Ning let go of his wrist and snapped his fingers. The divine array changed, and an exit gradually appeared.

Ding Ning pointed to the passage and said rather boringly: "Let's go."

Long Luo raised his head and looked at him in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Still not leaving? Maybe I will change my mind later."

Ding Ning said angrily.

Only then did Long Luo believe that he was really planning to let him go. He solemnly bowed with fists in his hands and said, "Thank you very much. I owe you my life, and I will definitely pay it back to you in the future."

"Get out of here."

Ding Ning said impatiently.

Long Luo looked at him deeply, turned and left without saying a word.

"Why?"

Xi quietly appeared beside Ding Ning and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"He is from the Dragon Clan and has a close relationship with me."

Ding Ning's eyes flashed with a soft color, and he explained calmly.

"oh!"

Xi seemed to understand, but did not continue to ask, thinking that maybe it had something to do with the Pikachu in his memory.

Little did he know that letting Long Luo leave was not Ding Ning's whim, but that the intermittent old voice suddenly became clear in his memory when he left the Sunset Continent.

"Ta... Cang... Blood... Source... Long... Please... Thank you..."

The intermittent original words are: The ancient blue dragon is trying to seize the source of blood. I will manifest the blood river to help you seize the origin of the dragon clan. The future of the dragon clan is entrusted to you. As an expression of gratitude, the descendants of the dragon clan will regard you as their master for thousands of years. .

Ding Ning estimated that the old voice must have sensed Long Luo's pure dragon blood, and was afraid that he would really kill the dragon descendant, so he used a method that he could not understand yet to make this sentence clear.

And this old voice is undoubtedly the ancestor of the dragon clan, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon.

It seems that even though the Chaos Ancestral Dragon has been dead for who knows how many thousands of years, the continuation of the race is still the biggest obsession it cannot give up.

The dragon clan is proud, so how could they be willing to accept people as their masters? Therefore, when they left the Sunset Continent, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon deliberately made his voice intermittent to make him confused.

In fact, it is laying the foundation for this. If he cannot grow to the point where the Chaos Ancestral Dragon recognizes him, this foreshadowing will have no effect. But once he reaches a certain standard, this foreshadowing will come into play. With the Dragon Clan Consider him your Lord and seek his refuge at the cost of ten thousand years.

Ding Ning couldn't say he was disgusted with this. Just as his sister said, he could be used because he had the value of being used.

When it comes to the continuation of the dragon clan, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon cannot be too cautious, and it is understandable to play some tricks.

However, because of this, Ding Ning also realized that Long Luo was definitely not just a simple descendant of the dragon clan, and that he must contain a big secret.

At least, for the Chaos Ancestral Dragon, he is definitely an indispensable and important role, otherwise, it would not bet in advance to protect him.

Yes, just place a bet.

Ding Ning has been vaguely aware that whether it is the Ancestral Dragon of Chaos or Su Zhe, or the will of Emperor Hades and Kunpeng, or even the Five Elements Martial Spirit and the Sun God Apollo in the Western Paradise, they all represent a certain force and are using his three deities. With blood as the guide, a shocking game is going on.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable, but he had been in the game since he was born. He had no ability to jump out of the chessboard and become a chess player. For the time being, he could only continue to act according to their script. Although he didn't know what their purpose was, he had a feeling that the fact that he had so many confidantes was a disguised form of compensation from these ancient beings.

Be it Xi or Li Enxi, including sister, Luo Xue, Zi Que'er, and He Ling'er, who among them is not a person who is not only beautiful in the world, but also harmful to the country's farmers and people.

It is an incredible thing that they were born in the same era. If ordinary people could have any of them, their ancestors would burn incense. What's more, they are all willing to serve the same husband. No one could believe it.

Ding Ning looked at Xi Jue's pretty face, took a deep breath, and his eyes became more determined than ever before.

So what if it’s compensation?

They are the women they love deeply, this is an ironclad fact.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if those ancient beings use him as a chess piece, even if he has to face unknown horrors in the future, he will have no regrets. Without him, there is only one word - protection.

He will march forward with great success, overcoming thorns and thorns, killing gods when gods stand in his way, and killing Buddhas when Buddha stands in his way, uncovering all the fog.

One day, he will jump out of this chessboard, change the world, overturn the world, become the master of destiny, and will never be manipulated by anyone again.

A strong heart was constantly condensing. Xi Mei looked at him with colorful eyes. She felt that he seemed to have changed. He exuded an indescribable special charm, which made her fascinated by it. of sinking.

After realizing his own path, Ding Ning's will was as strong as iron, and his whole body's temperament suddenly changed, becoming decisive and resolute.

As he walked through the divine formation one by one, he asked each person only once: "Submit or die."

Anyone who is unwilling to surrender will be killed by him without hesitation, even the people in the Dragon Temple are no exception. After all, they are not Dragon Luo, they have authentic dragon blood, they are just some warriors practicing the skills of the Dragon Temple. .

Don't think he is cruel. People in the three major temples regard the worldly people as ants, and they often kill people for their special physiques. Which one's hands are not stained with the blood of innocent people? Each one has a way to die.

The divine guards of the Death Temple were also among those who refused to surrender, and Ding Ning killed them mercilessly.

But it has to be said that the state of trance is the state of trance. Even though his physical body is comparable to that of an immortal powerhouse, the realm of cultivation is there, and the crushing in the realm is no joke. After an arduous and bitter battle, he is burdened with It was only after he was seriously injured that he was finally killed.

happy!

Even though he was seriously injured, Ding Ning still smiled broadly, and that hearty feeling made him feel more relaxed than ever before.

After Wenrou applied medicine to him with distressed tears, and his injuries had just recovered a little, he continued to enter the divine formation without stopping to subdue or kill the people in the temple.

In the end, a total of 223 people were trapped in the temple. Except for Long Luo, who was released by him, there were 222 more people.

Among these 222 people, 117 were killed because they were unwilling to surrender. Only 105 were willing to surrender and were given the seal of life and death by him.

One hundred and five, plus Luo Bingxiu who had surrendered long ago and the frightened bearded man and scarred man who were trapped in the castle in the air, there were exactly one hundred and eight people.

Could it be the Tiangang Disha, with exactly one hundred and eight generals?

Ding Ning thought happily, one hundred seven demigods plus one god-level divine guard, all became his slaves. This tyrannical strength was enough for him to overwhelm the entire martial arts world.

Of course, although he has the strength, he doesn't have the interest.

Since he swallowed all the people from the three major temples in one bite, he naturally had to be prepared to face the wrath of the three major temples. He didn't want to capsize the boat in the gutter.

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