Medical Sovereign

"Don't worry, I'll get through it."

Ling Yun said with a firm tone and smiled. She knew that Feng Pianwu had good intentions and was worried that she would have inner demons because she could not enjoy Ding Ning's love to herself.

But she has enough confidence in herself and has long thought about it. After all, her missing father has returned, and now the family is reunited and living a life that she never dared to imagine before. All of this was given to her by Ding Ning.

The most important thing is that she can still stay with her beloved for a long time. In her heart, her life is complete and she has no regrets.

If there is no flaw in the mind, there will be no inner demons, and the Soul Tribulation will not pose any threat to her.

"Well, you must be careful yourselves."

Feng Pianwu knew that she had understood what she meant, so she warned her carefully, and stopped trying to persuade her. Instead, she began to worry about herself. If she could survive the tribulation, would she be able to survive it safely?

After all, she is different from others. Ding Ning can be regarded as her brother-killing enemy. Although the two fell in love by accident and are still together, it is impossible to say that there is no grudge in their hearts.

Otherwise, she would always find reasons to avoid when people from Guoshifu came here to visit, and even if she couldn't avoid it, she would not give them a good look. This was enough to show that she had not completely let go, but had only transferred her hatred for Ding Ning to Guoshifu. It's just on the person.

Outside the Uulun Valley, Ding Ning, who has restored his original appearance, with long gray hair like an old man, looked at the huge black cocoon-like barrier in front of him with fear. This was the first time he had seen this kind of barrier made of strange black mist. Yes, this gave him a huge headache.

Especially the black mist was really weird. At first, he didn't take it seriously. He tried to use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into the Uulun Valley to get in touch with He Ling'er and ask what was going on inside.

But he didn't expect that the black mist could actually block his spiritual consciousness, and almost invade his sea of ​​consciousness along his spiritual consciousness. He was startled, and he immediately cut off the strand of spiritual consciousness.

What the hell is this black mist?

Ding Ning suddenly understood why she had a sign of danger. The black mist was so strange that even if He Ling'er was a strong man who had reached the divine realm, it would probably pose a threat to her.

Of course, he is not worried that He Ling'er will encounter any danger. Her formation skills are no less than his own. Unless she is not tempered enough to prevent a sneak attack, she may be accidentally attacked, but since she has obtained her She would definitely take precautions as a warning, and the black mist would not pose a threat to her.

By this time,

Ding Ning felt relieved, because he noticed that the warning signs in his heart had begun to gradually dissipate. This meant that the crisis that should have existed had changed in some way because of his early warning, and the strong sense of danger had begun to slowly disappear. .

After letting go of his thoughts, Ding Ning became very interested in the black mist. The black mist gave him an indescribable feeling.

It seems to be full of evil, jealousy, violence, silence, cruelty, fear, bloodlust, resentment and other negative emotions, but among these negative emotions, there is a faint hint of vitality.

It was a very contradictory feeling, but it was very clear and real. It was like a cauldron of countless people's emotions mixed together, which made him feel very interesting. He wondered if this was a cursed energy in disguise. He didn't know the God of Plague. Can the fangs be absorbed?

who? Who is spying on me?

Just when he was about to take out the plague god's fang and test it, a feeling of being spied on came over him, causing him to suddenly raise his head and look in the direction of the peeping eyes like lightning.

It's a pity that the black mist was rushing like clouds, making it impossible for him to see through the figure hidden in the black mist. When he raised his eyes to look, the feeling of being peeped disappeared silently, and a hint of rosiness flashed in his eyes. A thoughtful look.

Although I don’t know the function of black mist, with so many chaotic emotions mixed together, the result can be imagined. If it invades the human brain, human thoughts will be controlled by this chaotic energy and become schizophrenic. madman.

This person who was peeping at him was able to hide in the black mist unharmed. This shows that this person is the real culprit behind the release of the black mist.

Although he had enough confidence in He Ling'er, he was still worried at this moment. After all, there were not only his own women and brothers like Langqi in the valley, but also Wei Biaobiao, Taoist Master Deming, Zhang Tianshi, and Little Pudding. , Wuxiang and other friends.

He Ling'er is a divine formation master, so he will definitely be able to arrange a safe barrier to protect Qingyun Security and Wolf Cavalry, but what should his friends do?

Even though He Ling'er is a divine formation master, he cannot use the power of heaven and earth to arrange the formation when it is shrouded in black mist. He can only use the formation materials to reluctantly set up the formation.

What's more, He Ling'er couldn't carry much formation materials with him. It would be good if he could barely lay out a barrier to protect his own people. How could he have enough energy to protect others.

You must know that the material requirements for setting up a divine formation are also very high. What is needed is god-level materials. Where are they so easy to obtain? It is not easy for He Ling'er to gather enough divine materials to set up a set of formations.

This made his relaxed mood immediately become tense. Whether it was old people like Qu Wuyou, Xiang Tiange, Tian Jizi, Tian Xuanzi, and grandma, or friends like Pudding, Wuxiang, Greedy Wolf, and Wei Biaobiao, he I cherish them all and don't want to see anything happen to any of them.

Especially Wei Biaobiao, he was Xiaoyao's brother and his brother-in-law-to-be. If something happened to him, Xiaoyao would have to cry to death.

As a scumbag who loves the new and never tires of the old, he cannot tolerate any behavior that may make his woman sad and shed tears.

Therefore, at this moment, Ding Ning's heart was filled with overwhelming anger. The mastermind behind the scenes had done such a vicious thing and dared to hide in the black mist and peek at himself. He was really desperate. His figure flickered and disappeared in place.

In the dark mist, deep in the dense forest, on the ancient altar.

The strange statue had undergone earth-shaking changes. The black material was actually covered with red vein-like blood lines, and it looked extremely ferocious and evil.

The statue, which was originally a dead thing, seemed to come to life under the water of blood, and its eyes began to shine with a dark red luster.

"It's almost, it's almost, the blood sacrifice will be completed. The devil's messenger will come to the world, take us devout believers, destroy this world, and then establish an ideal country."

Guili always knelt on the ground piously, his eyes shining with excitement and fanaticism.

"Chief, I just noticed an old man coming outside."

A man in black with a ghostly face quietly appeared beside him and reported in a voice without any human emotion.

"Old man?"

Gui Liu frowned slightly, but didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry about him, he's just an old man."

"But, the old man discovered that I was spying on him."

The ghost-faced man in black still did his duty to report.

Gui Li finally looked at it, turned his head to look at the black-clothed ghost-faced man in disbelief, and said cautiously: "You mean you were hiding in the Undead Veil, and that old man also discovered your peeping?"

The ghost-faced man in black nodded, confirming his statement.

"Is it a naturally sharp perception? Or is he a truly extremely strong person?"

Gui Liu's pupils narrowed and he was lost in thought. If it was the former, it would be better, but if it was the latter, then things would be troublesome.

The blood sacrifice has reached this stage and is about to be completed. At this critical moment, he will never allow anyone to have the opportunity to ruin his plan.

"Ruichi, lead a team of ghost slaves to kill the old man. If you are defeated, lure him away as far as possible from here."

Guili quickly made a decision and gave the order without any doubt.

Although he is full of confidence in the Undead Mage, he is not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of the eventuality. He will never leave anyone even a one-in-a-million chance to sabotage his plan.

"Yes, leader!"

Li Yi responded with an indifferent voice, walked behind Gui Li, pointed at the nine ghost-faced men in black, turned around and walked out.

The nine ghost-faced men in black followed him silently like zombies, and quickly disappeared into the black mist.

"One hour, give me another hour, and the messenger will be able to come to the world."

Ghost Lie murmured in a low voice, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He turned around and looked at the ghost-faced man in black who was always kneeling behind him and ordered sternly: "All ghost slaves obey the order and delay me for an hour at all costs. No one is allowed to come even half a step closer to this place."

Nearly a hundred ghost slaves all started to get scared from the ground, with a faint black light flashing in their eyes. They turned around and left without saying a word, following his orders.

Gui Li felt a little relieved now. Although ghost slaves cannot be infinitely resurrected in the outside world, they are equivalent to immortal existences in this undead underworld. Hundreds of immortal ghost slaves should be enough to hold back an old man of unknown origin.

Unless the old man has a magic weapon that specifically restrains ghosts and monsters, or he practices techniques to restrain ghosts and monsters, then he can possibly kill these ghost slaves.

But even then, it would be basically impossible for the old man to kill all the ghost slaves within an hour and then come to the altar. After all, the Undead Underworld is too terrifying. If he didn't have the magic weapon given by the Demon God to protect his body, , it is simply impossible to be active in it for a long time.

"I hope those pretentious guys can break through the first barrier and break out of the valley, so that the Demon God Messenger can come faster."

Ghost Lie's eyes shrouded in black mist looked toward the Uulun Valley and whispered to himself.

But he didn't notice that the sky above what he called the Undead Curtain was already covered with dark clouds, and dark red thunderclouds were constantly gathering. The strong sense of oppression made everyone feel heavy in their hearts.

"Why!"

Before Ding Ning figured out whether he could withstand the invasion of this strange black mist, he naturally would not rush into it recklessly. After disappearing, he changed directions and stood next to the big black cocoon. He took out the fangs of the plague god and stretched them out tentatively. Going in, I found that the Fang of the Plague God had no reaction at all, and I couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

Just when he was about to put away the fangs of the plague god, the weapon spirit in the fangs suddenly sent him a spiritual message, which shocked him.

The spiritual information said that this black mist was the best nourishment for its evolution, but for some reason, such good nourishment was mixed with a trace of vitality, just like a delicious gluttonous feast with stinking dog feces thrown on it. , making it lose all appetite.

Ding Ning was surprised and happy when he heard this. What surprised him was that the fang weapon spirit was becoming more and more humane and could even use metaphors. But he didn't know if it would become as terrifying as its true form, the Thousand-Eyed Plague God, when it grows up. .

Fortunately, according to the meaning of the Plague God Fang, even though the delicious meal was splashed with stinky dog ​​feces, it would not be inedible if it pinched its nose. This gave him a glimmer of hope to restrain the black mist.