His only hope now is that he can break through the realm of divine martial arts after the thunder and lightning is completed, so that the essence, energy and spirit can be united to condense the divine soul. With the help of the energy of the essence of life, the divine soul can be tempered. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

The joy of obtaining the breathing method of all things has long been gone. This damn breathing method is simply the source of his death. It cannot stop running at all. It runs crazy and autonomously, making it impossible for him to cut off the infusion of life energy.

The breathing method of all things forms an extremely subtle connection with the black stone tablet and the shadow killing method. The three are constantly circulating, using life energy as the driving force, crazily refining his mental power and enhancing his control. In this short time

In a short period of time, his sea of ​​consciousness has dropped to one-third of its original size, making him very suspicious that after all the consciousness is tempered, whether there will be no god left to refine and his sea of ​​consciousness will be exploded.

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All unknowns are equal to a great fear. Things have reached the current point. Ding Ning no longer blames others. He can only desperately comprehend the elements of thunder and lightning, trying to survive under the impact of this vast energy, waiting for a glimmer of hope.

His complete understanding of the thunder and lightning element left him no time to think about it, 30%... 50%... 70%...

As the understanding of the lightning element escalates, the Dantian is also constantly growing, allowing the vast energy storm to be maintained at a balance, and there is no danger of being exploded for the time being.

I don’t know how long it has passed, maybe it was just a moment, but in Ding Ning’s feeling, it was longer than a century. The thunder and lightning element finally realized the Great Perfection. After a crisp sound, the thunder and lightning totem turned into a trace of electric current and merged into it.

His limbs and bones, even deep into his bones, are constantly refining his essence.

The kind of pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was beyond human endurance. It was a thousand times more severe than the pain during military training. The pain made him scream to the sky, wanting to vent the mental breakdown caused by the pain.

His strong desire to survive made him understand that he must not fall into a coma, otherwise he would definitely die this time.

His eyes were splitting, and he was in agony. He screamed and roared to his heart's content, venting the fear caused by the pain. He used an unprecedented and amazing will to keep the spiritual platform clear and never let himself lose consciousness.

In the sky above the Ten Thousand Demons Territory, the huge golden roc silhouette covered the sky and blocked out the sun. Its shrill screams carried unparalleled terror and pressure, causing all the demon clans to tremble and kneel to the ground. It was a level that came from deep within the bloodline.

Coercion, that is the terrifying suppression exuded by different levels of life, making them tremble from the soul.

Only on the Holy Mountain, countless powerful wills rise into the sky, and the unparalleled wills of the ancestors unite to compete with the Jinpeng's will.

Thanks to these powerful wills, the bloodline suppression of the members of the four major families who were worshiping their ancestors was reduced to a barely bearable level, and they did not kneel down to worship.

But even so, it made them tremble in their hearts, sweat profusely on their backs, and have infinite fear in their eyes.

"how so?"

Ding Ning originally thought that after the thunder and lightning reached perfection, he would unite his essence, energy and spirit and enter the realm of divine martial arts to condense his martial soul. However, after the thunder and lightning tempered the marrow, expelling traces of hidden impurities deep in the bone marrow, the next tempering process was completed.

It was no longer so unbearable, allowing him to temporarily regain his sanity.

But what shocked him was that instead of breaking through the divine martial arts, his cultivation level was directly suppressed to the first level of the true martial arts.

The violent energy is still pouring in, causing cracks to appear in his body. Even the repair power of the Aoki Body and the Essence of Life cannot keep up with the speed of the body's cracks. Destruction is always easier than construction. This is an eternal fact.

The truth of change is most directly reflected here.

This made him feel deep despair. Was he really doomed today? Unfortunately, Kun's bloodline was too thin and could never be activated.

"boom!"

Misfortunes never come singly. Just when spider web-like cracks appeared in his body and he was about to collapse, his consciousness was completely tempered, but the black stone tablet had no intention of letting him go. It cooperated with the breathing method and shadow killing technique,

He continued to refine his sea of ​​consciousness without mercy.

"roar!"

The sea of ​​​​consciousness was instantly shattered. The severe pain from the depths of his soul made Ding Ning's eyes instantly bloodshot, and he fell into a state of confusion. He even unconsciously entered a second personality and a possessed state.

The huge golden roc figure in mid-air was no longer shining with golden light, but was emitting black light, and a cold aura shrouded the world, making all the monsters feel cold in their bones, and fell to the ground in even more fear, not even daring to raise their heads.

The members of the four major families couldn't help but stop the sacrifice and looked at the golden-winged roc that exuded endless coldness in horror.

"Bang!"

The golden-winged roc's body suddenly cracked, then collapsed, turning into a rain of golden light that filled the sky.

"The resurrection of the ancestors of the Winged People failed, great..."

The members of the four major families all looked happy and couldn't help but high-five each other and let out cheers of relief.

But at this time, a change occurred again. A trace of extremely rich black mist lingered in the air. It was difficult but determined to reorganize Jin Peng's physical body, causing the cheers of the four major family members to stop abruptly like a duck suddenly pinched by the neck.

, my heart sank to the bottom of the valley again.

One by one, they clenched their fists and stared intently at the black and golden Dapeng after reorganizing their bodies, praying secretly in their hearts, fail, fail, must fail!

The Winged Humans, who were equally nervous like them, also clenched their fists, but they were praying for success, success, they must succeed!

"Bang!"

Following an earth-shaking violent explosion, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky. Just after Jinpeng's figure successfully reorganized with difficulty, it was violently exploded again by the violent energy tide, turning into bursts of light rain and dissipating in the air.

"Hahaha, the sky will not stop me, the sky will not stop me, the ancestors of the Winged Race have failed to revive!"

For a long time, Jin Peng's real body no longer appeared in the sky. The members of the four major families roared with joy. Their hearts raised in their throats finally settled down, and they cheered and high-fived each other in celebration.

The Winged People fell into a deathly silence. Their faces were as mournful as those of their heirs, full of unwillingness and sadness. Their fists were clenched so hard that their knuckles turned white. What's worse, some of the weak-minded Winged People knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Lose your voice.

"Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? The resurrection of the ancestors is an accident. It's the best if it can happen. It doesn't matter if it doesn't happen. Even if there is no resurrection of the ancestors, our Winged Human Race will never bow to anyone. Get ready, everyone, and start preparing for war!

"

The old Yiren suppressed the grief in his heart and shouted loudly, which made all the Wingers feel like they were enlightened. They instantly regained their fighting spirit, wiped away their tears, and became high-spirited again.

They know that after the failure of their ancestors' resurrection, the four major families have become frightened. They will never allow the Winged People to survive in the world, and they will launch an attack on the Winged People as soon as possible to kill them all.

Order after order was issued by the Winged Ancestor in an orderly manner. Each Winged Man spread his wings and flew in all directions to contact the major races that had been favored by the Winged Ancestor to form a strategic alliance and prepare for the upcoming war.

The same is true in Ten Thousand Monsters City. The four major families have been operating for many years and have countless vassal races under their control. The ancestors of the Yi Human Race have failed to revive and the prestige of the Wing Human Race has been greatly reduced. It is the best time to eradicate them. Even if King Huai helps the Yi Human Race again

Even if the human race intercedes, they won't agree. The winged human race is really too scary.

The two sides are preparing for war, and each is wooing the races with whom they have good relations. An undercurrent is surging, and the tense atmosphere spreads throughout the Ten Thousand Demons Territory.

"Yihuang, did you still fail?"

A look of sadness appeared on King Huai's human face, he let out a long sigh, and fell into a deep sleep without interceding for the Winged Humans.

Perhaps after waking up, the Ten Thousand Demons Territory will return to its original development trajectory, like a pool of stagnant water without any disturbance. The only difference is probably some familiar faces that will never be seen again.

There is great terror between heaven and earth, and there is also great terror between life and death!

When King Sophora put away the Demonic Plant Eye and fell into deep sleep, everyone's eyes were focused on the upcoming war.

The terrifying valley that once stirred up the storm among all monsters has disappeared from everyone's sight.

And Ding Ning, this young Yiren disciple who once attracted the attention of countless people, beheaded the two beloved sons of the Black Tiger King, used hundreds of monsters as food for barbecue, and even caused a big stir in the resurrection of his ancestors, will also change over time.

As time went by, it gradually disappeared into the memories of the demons.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, but there are very few geniuses who can grow up and dominate an era.

A genius like Ding Ning who died before growing up will eventually become a precious memory of their youth as time goes by, but will not become an eternal presence in their lives.

The girls of the demon tribe did not shed tears, but they just felt a little lost. Their nature is to worship the strong, but no matter how powerful the genius is, he will no longer be a strong one once he falls, and the green feelings that sprouted will eventually follow.

As time goes by, it gradually fades away until there is no trace left.

Perhaps, when they look back on the past with gray hair, they will occasionally think of this evil young man who once shook their heroic complex, cooked delicious barbecue, killed one person in ten steps, and dared to be the enemy of the whole world, and will have a little regret.

, a little bit disappointed, but that’s all!

As for Huang Sheng, the stinky king who likes to brag, he is just a passerby. His only role may be to add a little laughter to this wonderful memory.

"Who is it? Who dares to erase the mark of my Taoism?"

On an abandoned planet in an unknown place, a huge black shadow that had been sleeping for endless years in the depths of the planet suddenly appeared. It was as tall as a giant standing tall and towering, with a pair of scarlet eyes shining in the black mist, as if it could see through the years.

The long river, looking at the place where the Ten Thousand Demons Territory is located.

The entire space in the unknown land was shaken to pieces by the terrifying power, and countless space cracks appeared densely. However, they remained calm like a good baby beside the huge black shadow, not daring to get close at all.

After a long time, the black shadow let out an extremely angry roar unwillingly. The terrifying air waves formed terrifying and destructive ripples, causing the abandoned planet to shatter and turn into cosmic dust...

When I die, who will cry for me in sorrow? When I am reborn, who will rejoice and cry for me?

When Jinpeng failed to recast his body and was exploded by the huge energy, this was the last question that Ding Ning's remaining rationality wanted to know.

Father's Club, Master's Club, Mom's Club, Sister's Club, Luoxue Club, Lonely Club, Nuonuo Club, Jingjing Club, Ye Huan Sisters Club... Will Sister Queen and Mu Qing have a club?

Maybe, maybe not.

But there are still so many people caring about him, how could he die like this?

No, it can’t be done. I haven’t met my mother yet, I haven’t reunited with my family, I haven’t seen my child born, I haven’t led my wives to serve a cup of wife-in-law tea to my parents...
Chapter completed!