A relaxed smile appeared at the corner of Ding Ning's mouth, and his heart dropped back to its true state.

What he's afraid of is just the clone projection. Although Anze can't do anything to him, he can't do anything to himself either, so he's not afraid.

Now that the biggest threat is contained by the black and white Tai Chi diagram, his life safety is temporarily guaranteed, and his mood will naturally become happier.

Of course, he also heard Anze's words, but he had no obligation to explain to him.

He can't say that Black and White Tai Chi Tu is a good employee like an old scalper. As long as it finds external energy, it will start working diligently and strive to crush it into slag and turn it into the purest energy or spiritual power.

If Anze hadn't lived in his martial soul before, contaminated by his aura, and made the Black and White Taiji Tu mistakenly think that he was one of their own, so he didn't attack him, otherwise, he would have turned into a pure energy body by now.

This is also the reason why Ding Ning has tried so hard to escape into the sea of ​​consciousness. After all, the clone projection belongs to external energy, and the black and white Tai Chi diagram will work actively. This was what he expected.

The only thing he was worried about before was that the black and white Tai Chi diagram could not withstand the powerful power of the clone projection, but now it seems that the black and white Tai Chi diagram is obviously more powerful and mysterious than he knew, and it can actually compete with the clone projection of the powerful source.

Falling into the wind.

Although it was just a counterattack, Ding Ning was already very satisfied because he knew very well that the existence of the clone projection had a time limit.

As long as it takes time for the projection to dissipate, his crisis will be completely resolved.

After death, only Anze, who has lost his trump card, will be left, and he will try to see if he can kill him with the sun-shooting bow.

Although killing Anze would cost him both light and dark spirits, he had no choice now.

The powerful Anze was not something he could surrender or control at all, and would pose a great threat to him. Therefore, even if he killed a thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses, he could only break his teeth and swallow it.

After the situation stabilized, Ding Ning, who had regained his memory, began to think about how to solve the matter of Shui Wuhun.

Because of his amnesia before, Shui Wuhun was always on his side, so he didn't think too much about it, but now that he has recovered his memory, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that Shui Wuhun is by no means a simple martial soul that awakens the spirit, but a spirit that awakens the spirit.

Anze also came with a certain purpose, but it is still unclear what his purpose is.

Although the signals Shui Wuhun had always sent to him were full of good intentions, he knew people well but didn't know their hearts. Who knew when he would suddenly attack, and he couldn't figure out his purpose. He felt like it was stuck in his throat and had trouble sleeping and eating.

Especially when he thought that his martial soul could be tampered with, he felt chills all over his body and his hair stood on end.

When exactly was someone tampering with someone? Ding Ning's eyes were deep and he thought carefully.

Before entering the Langya Realm, everything was normal with Wuhun. Although he had no spirit, he was very obedient and would never cause trouble for himself.

Everything seemed to have happened after he sacrificed the Five Elements Martial Spirit and escaped from the Langya Realm. It was only during that time that the Five Elements Martial Spirit was completely out of his sight, and it was only at that time that he was tampered with.

He still remembered that after the Five Elements Martial Spirits escaped from the shattered Langya Realm, they said that not only did they not dissipate under the apocalyptic natural disaster, but they were a blessing in disguise, and they awakened their spirits after being broken.

At that time, he was secretly happy, but now that he thought about it, things were not that simple.

Although the totem gives them the attributes of the five elements, in essence, they are still souls. How could they not perish under the horrific apocalyptic disaster?

Therefore, there must be one or more powerful beings that he cannot understand yet, who used some special method to help the Five Elements Spirit survive that disaster.

, and even planted spiritual seeds in their souls, waiting for their self-awakening.

This made him think deeply and fearfully. What on earth was there in him that made those powerful men with powerful skills pay attention to him?

Totem? Or the Heaven-Mending Stone? Or is it the bloodline of my three saints?

Ding Ning had a splitting headache thinking about it and couldn't think of a reason. There was a thick haze in his heart.

No one wants to let others dictate their own destiny, and he is certainly no exception.

It seems that when the matter is over, it is necessary to talk to Shui Wuhun. No matter what purpose he comes with, even if he abandons the Five Elements Wuhun, he will never allow a spiritual being with an impure purpose.

In his own martial spirit.

Ding Ning took a deep breath, put aside her worries for the time being, and grinned at An Ze, who was nervously directing the projection and the black and white Tai Chi diagram, revealing his cold white teeth.

Anze's heart trembled for no reason. The strong danger warning made his scalp feel numb and his whole body felt cold. He subconsciously looked up.

I saw Ding Ning holding a curved bow in his hand, and he was pulling it open to lock him. Although the bow had no arrows or strings, the strong sense of death crisis made his hair stand on end. He shouted without thinking: "Third uncle, kill me."

he."

The projection suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura that destroyed the world. The figure that had always been restrained by the black and white Tai Chi diagram forcibly got rid of the shackles and punched Ding Ning from a distance.

As this punch was fired, the projection quickly began to become illusory and gradually dissipated into nothingness, as if all its strength had been exhausted.

Before the shadow of the fist arrived, the terrifying aura made Ding Ning's liver and gallbladder split. He began to vomit blood in large mouthfuls. Cracks appeared on his soul body, and countless bright starlights shot out, illuminating the entire sea of ​​​​consciousness in an instant.

We are all dead now, dad, mom, master, sister, Luoxue, Nuonuo, Yun'er... farewell forever!

With the projection blow of a strong man from the Origin Path, even if the Immortal Emperor, the Human Emperor and the Hades Emperor were all here, they probably wouldn't be able to save him.

Ding Ning's face was full of bitterness, and his bow dropped weakly. He closed his eyes in despair. Familiar faces flashed through his mind like a movie, and his heart was full of regret and unwillingness.

He originally wanted to kill Anze with one arrow, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment of the projection, he could forcefully break away from the black and white Tai Chi diagram and deliver this fatal blow to himself.

A sinister and ferocious smile appeared on Anze's face. If he had known that the projection of his third uncle could escape the control of the black and white Tai Chi diagram, he would not have wasted his time here.

The terrifying bent bow is another treasure. These damn natives have a lot of good things. It’s a waste of time to put them in your hands. But, it doesn’t matter. From now on, these treasures will belong to me.

Anze looked greedily at the sun-shooting bow in Ding Ning's hand, and thought with great excitement in his heart. Although it was a pity to lose the projection of his third uncle, the compensation from these treasures was enough to calm his mind.

Balanced.

Just when Ding Ning was frustrated, the calm sea of ​​consciousness suddenly set off a huge wave, and the silver hourglass and the piece of bronze and iron suddenly burst out.

The silver hourglass jumped out of the sea of ​​consciousness and floated quietly in mid-air. There was no next move, but the quicksand in the hourglass began to drip, making a soft rustling sound.

As the hourglass began to work, the entire space was filled with bursts of dreamlike brilliance, and it instantly entered a state of stillness, causing the terrifying shadow of the fist that was about to hit Ding Ning to stop in mid-air.

The ferocious smile on Anze's face was also fixed at this moment, looking extremely ferocious.

All time stopped, and the only ones unaffected were Ding Ning, who opened his eyes in shock, and the piece of bronze.

The bronze and rotten iron instantly turned into a terrifying sword light that cut through the sky, and slashed hard at the phantom of the fist.

There were no earth-shattering sounds, nor any terrifying explosion shock waves. Everything was as casual and natural as drinking water, eating, and walking.

The sword light struck the fist, like beating leather, with a soft popping sound, the two offset each other, and both dissipated invisible, and the biggest crisis was completely eliminated.

The bronze and rotten iron seemed to have exhausted all their strength. After a soft rustling sound, they turned into powder and dissipated invisible.

The silver hourglass stopped the quicksand, and the silver light became a little dim. It fell back into the sea of ​​consciousness with a pop and fell into silence, and the still time began to continue to flow.

"Go with peace of mind, your baby will be mine from now on... eh!"

Anze, who knew nothing about all this, was still laughing in triumph, but suddenly found that Ding Ning, who should have been destroyed by the projected fist, was still standing there alive, but the shadow of the fist had disappeared without a trace.

The laughter suddenly stopped like an old cock being strangled by the neck. It was held in the throat, and the eyes widened in disbelief.

Ding Ning was on the verge of collapse at this moment, his face was frighteningly pale, as if all his strength had been drained from his body, but he didn't care, there was a look of ecstasy in his eyes.

Ever since he got the silver hourglass, there was no response no matter how hard he tried to activate it, but just now, it teamed up with the bronze block to save his life.

This made him feel both shocked and incomparably excited, because at the moment when the silver hourglass started timing the sand, a subtle spiritual connection was established with him.

It was this subtle spiritual connection that instantly drained 90% of the soul power in his body. The result was that the hourglass remained still for one second, allowing the bronze and iron sword to empty his fist in time.

The shadow is destroyed.

Although the exhaustion and emptiness from his previous actions made his weak legs feel shaky and he wished he could just sit on the ground and fall asleep, the unprecedented excitement made his eyes shine.

For Ding Ning, paying 90% of the cost of a soul in exchange for one second of time being still is a very cost-effective deal.

We must know that when a master fights with each other, the victory or defeat is often only in an instant. One second is enough for him to kill the enemy hundreds of times.

Think about that scene. It was a life-and-death struggle, but suddenly one party's time was stopped and they could only stand there as a living target. What kind of enemy could not be killed?

Even if you are a master of the Human Emperor's level, even if you can survive in that situation, you will probably be severely injured by him in an instant. This kind of ability is a truly heaven-defying killing move.

Ding Ning smiled happily and exclaimed in his heart: "I've made a lot of money. I've made a lot of money."

If it were anyone else, even if they had this ability, they probably wouldn't dare to use it easily.

After all, once this move is used, it means that all the energy in his body will be drained and he will fall into an extremely weak state. If he cannot kill the enemy, he will lose his ability to resist.

But he is different. He has eight martial souls and one main soul. Draining the energy of one soul body will not have much impact on him.

Although the light and dark spirits no longer belong to him, as long as he kills Anze, it is only a matter of time before they can be reunited.

What's more, he believes that as his cultivation becomes more advanced, the time he can remain still will also increase. By that time, who else will be his opponent?
Chapter completed!