"If you can't pay it back, you won't pay it back. After all, he is the junior fellow of Guoshifu. There is no talk about human kindness among my own family."

Xiang Tiange said calmly.

Qu Wuyou: "..."

…

"Is something wrong?"

Before Ding Ning could reach the Qingyun Security Station, he was blocked by the oncoming Saintess clan. He looked at the veiled woman at the head staring at him with anger and hatred in her beautiful eyes, and raised her eyebrows and said lightly.

"snort!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't say anything, he just took a deep look, as if to remember his appearance firmly, snorted coldly and walked away with everyone.

Ding Ning touched his nose and muttered with a depressed face: "You must be sick, isn't it just that I'm more handsome? As for that?"

"You... hum! Don't be too proud. Some debts are not repaid until the time comes!"

Ye Qingxuan paused, and a voice filled with resentment came from afar.

"I'll wait."

Ding Ning shrugged, too lazy to pay attention to this crazy woman, and walked quickly to Qingyun Security Station.

But I was muttering secretly in my heart, this woman is quite innocent, silly and has no intentions at all, she can compete with that silly girl Ye Linglong.

"boss."

"Ding Ning."

"Master."

…

The group of wooden houses formed a courtyard, and everyone was a resident, so there was nothing to avoid. As soon as Ding Ning came in, there was an endless stream of people saying hello.

Ding Ning nodded with a smile, hugged Ling Yun who came quickly to greet her, took her hand and looked around and said, "Did we build all this ourselves?"

"No, it was built in advance by the Imperial Palace. They took special care of us and allowed us to move in."

Ling Yun dragged him towards a wooden house quickly, and whispered with a serious expression: "Senior Hesongling is injured."

Ding Ning was stunned, and his heart sank. He frowned and said in astonishment: "How is it possible? What is going on?"

He Songling was one of the two old men of the Crane clan whom he sent to protect everyone. In terms of seniority, He Ling'er would be called uncle. He was the one who killed Han Wuyang before. He was a serious and powerful person in the divine realm.

, who can hurt him?

"I don't know. He didn't want to say anything. He said he would wait until you came."

Ling Yun shook his head and pulled him into the room.

The room was made of pure wood, and it was filled with the fragrance of wood. Hesongling sat on the bed listlessly, with his eyes closed tightly, his face was pale and without a trace of blood, and blood was bleeding out from the corners of his mouth from time to time. He looked seriously injured.

Another He Ancestor old man, He Songli, frowned tightly, grabbed his wrist, and kept sending spiritual energy to him to heal his injuries, but it obviously had no effect.

He Ling'er, Zi Que'er and others were all in the room, crowding the small wooden house to the brim, with worried and anxious expressions on their faces.

"Husband, you are here, uncle was injured."

He Ling'er's sharp eyes saw Ding Ning coming in, and immediately came towards him and said with tears in his eyes.

"husband."

"Master."

Everyone was overjoyed and greeted him repeatedly.

Ding Ning patted He Linger's shoulder comfortingly, nodded to everyone, looked at He Songli and asked, "What's going on?"

"The second brother was injured. I don't know the specific situation. The young master should ask the second brother."

He Songli said with a wry smile.

"Master."

He Songling heard the noise, opened his eyes and shouted with difficulty, struggling to stand up.

"Don't move, don't talk yet, I'll show you."

Ding Ning took two quick steps to hold him down, grabbed his wrist and activated Absolute Touch. He was about to check it in detail, but unexpectedly, a strong force suddenly came from Hesongling's wrist, and he shook it away.

.

Ding Ning was shocked. This was the first time such a phenomenon had happened to him since he had the absolute sense of touch.

"Master, it's useless. The strength in the second brother's body is very weird. It is integrated into the meridians of the second brother and is constantly destroying it. It cannot be eliminated no matter what. Once an external force wants to explore the injury, it will be shaken away."

He Songli said with a bitter look on his face.

"Then you just..."

Ding Ning asked in confusion.

"Second brother and I share the same ancestry and have the same spiritual power, so we can reach him across the sea."

He Songli explained.

Ding Ning suddenly understood, but it didn't stop him. He reached out and grabbed He Songli's wrist and began to comprehend it carefully.

Although He Songli didn't know what Ding Ning was doing, he was his spiritual pet after all, so he naturally wouldn't have any resistance.

Everyone in the room looked at him in confusion, wondering what he was doing to check He Songli's body.

Ding Ning didn't have time to explain, so he quickly used up his broken soul power to simulate He Songli's spiritual attributes, let go of his hand and grabbed He Songling's wrist.

Everyone was surprised to find that this time the force did not shake Ding Ning away, but for some reason his face became paler and paler, with a look of pain appearing between his brows, which made their hearts rise in their throats and they couldn't help but

Hold your breath for fear of disturbing him.

Ding Ning had a splitting headache, not because of the force, but because his soul was injured and he couldn't use his spiritual power at all.

But in order to explore He Songling's injuries, he didn't care much. He could only endure the pain caused by forcibly using his soul to check his injuries.

The feeling is like constantly opening the scars on the wound, squeezing the wound hard to force out the blood, the pain is conceivable, and can only be endured with strong willpower.

That force was very strange, as if it had self-awareness, and it was constantly destroying Hesongling's meridians. Even if the meridians were constantly repaired with the power of the demon clan's rich energy and blood, it still couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction.

Although it is only a small wisp of alien power, it is extremely condensed and powerful. Even Hesongling's god-level spiritual power cannot compete with it.

Ding Ning let go of his hand, frowning and thinking hard. This force was somewhat similar to the sword intent in Xia Hou Weiyang's body, but it was a thousand times more powerful than that sword intent. He did not dare to inhale it into his body rashly.

.

After thinking hard, there is a healing elixir called Tiansangdan that can dispel this strange force, but that elixir is a heaven-level elixir that can be refined from more than 900 rare herbs.

Not to mention that he simply can't gather the required herbs now. Even if he can, he currently doesn't have the ability to refine heaven-level elixirs. After all, heaven-level elixirs correspond to true god-level experts.

"Master, is there any way?"

Although He Songli knew that Ding Ning probably didn't think of a way to heal his injuries, he still asked with luck and hope.

"There is a way, but I can't do it now. I need heaven-level elixirs. I don't have the ability to refine them yet."

Ding Ning frowned and said apologetically: "Fortunately, although Patriarch Songling's injury is difficult, it won't kill him for a while. How about this, I will take him back to sleep first, so that he can also

If it can alleviate some pain, I will think of a way during this time."

"Okay, that's all it can do."

When He Songli heard that he was not going to die for the time being, he breathed a sigh of relief and said reasonably.

"I don't know who is so vicious that he actually did this. I was asked to catch him, otherwise I have to give him a good look."

He Ling'er puffed out her small mouth and said angrily.

"Ling'er, don't talk nonsense. The person who can easily hurt the second brother has a cultivation level far beyond ours. He is probably a strong person in the realm of gods."

He Songli frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Divinity realm?"

Ding Ning's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of something unreasonable, and said strangely: "

The upper limit of power that the human world can carry is only at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts, so how can the person who takes action easily injure the Songling Ancestor?"

"This is also what puzzles me. We are all careful not to use power that exceeds the peak of the Holy Martial Arts. How on earth did that person use power that exceeds that of the human world to hurt the second brother without destroying the human world? It is really confusing.

"

He Songli had obviously realized this problem a long time ago, frowning and saying with confusion on his face.

"Young...Young...Master...is...the Human Emperor..."

He Songling had to constantly use his spiritual energy to counteract the destructive force, so it was extremely difficult for him to speak. After speaking, he opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Ding Ning was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he reached out to take He Songling back to the pet space. In the pet space, time almost stood still, which minimized the pain he endured.

If it is really the Human Emperor who takes action, then everything makes sense. After all, he has the status of the Great Emperor and has unique advantages in controlling the laws of heaven and earth. He can use power beyond the human world at will without causing any harm to the human world.

any damage.

It has to be said that the Great Emperor's status is simply a super cheating device. In the human world, the Human Emperor is absolutely invincible. Unless he wants to destroy the human world at all costs to make the Human Emperor afraid, no one will be his.
To be continued...