Black and white alternate, one eye of Zhu Jiuyin is the night, and the other eye is the daytime. At even more amazing times, its face changes constantly.

It is said that its face is determined by the stareman.

In Ning Jiang's eyes, Zhu Jiuyin's face was exactly the same as him, and in the eyes of the great ancestor witches, Zhu Jiuyin's face was the same as them.

"kill!"

Ningjiang is fearless.

Fierce battle, fierce battle!

He and the ten divine beasts slayed until the sky collapsed and the earth broke, to the madness, to the point of selflessness.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Such sounds kept coming, which was the sound of Ningjiang being bombarded into the ground by the ten divine beasts. The earth collapsed and gravels splashed. He left blood on the ground and smashed huge deep pits.

But again and again, he soared into the sky and fought fiercely with the ten divine beasts.

“Thirty-fifth time.”

A number was spit out from the mouth of the ancestor of light, which was the 35th time that Ningjiang was bombed into the earth.

The Wood Continent has become riddled with holes, and each of them almost smashed the Wood Continent through the Thirty-five deep pits.

"You guys say, how long can this kid last?" asked the ancestor of light.

"I guess no more than a hundred times." The Dark Ancestor Witch suddenly continued.

Although he had profound grudges with the ancestor of Light, he could let go of any grudges and prejudice in the face of this battle. This battle was rare in ancient times.

In their opinion, only ten thousand years ago, the battle led by Emperor Ling could surpass it, and there was nothing else except that!

"Hundred times?"

The ancestor of light was silent, and he did not sing a counter-tongue with the ancestor of darkness.

It was precisely because he knew the terrifying aspects of the top ten divine beasts that he knew that it was almost impossible to persist for more than a hundred times. At this moment, Ning Jiang was already seriously injured, and his whole body seemed to be hit by porcelain, with cracks scattered on one after another.

There were even tear wounds all over his chest and back, with the wounds of the blue dragon, the white tiger, and an arm, burned by the phoenix fire, and the flesh and blood on his fingers had disappeared, leaving only shocking white bones.

With such injuries, no one thinks that Ning Jiang can persist more than a hundred times.

"It seems that I overestimated myself."

When Ning Jiang rushed out of the earth for the fortieth time, he smiled bitterly. Originally, he felt that his chance of winning was only one percent, but now it seems that one percent is also an overestimated number. The real chance of winning is probably less than one ten thousand!

Too difficult.

It's really too difficult!

The top ten divine beasts were high above them, and they all suffered some minor injuries, but they were not seriously injured, almost no different from their senior status.

If only one or two divine beasts were divine beasts, Ning Jiang firmly believed that he would definitely win, but these ten divine beasts were like iron walls blocking in front of ants and could not be shaken.

"Ahem..."

Ning Jiang was weak and coughing up blood, and his physical condition was too bad.

He has always practiced the Demon Swallowing Art of Heaven, and his body is full of spiritual energy and has never been unsustainable. However, at this moment, he actually felt that he had consumed too much.

"suck!"

Ning Jiang stood there, using the Demon Swallowing Heaven and Earth Demonic Art, and crazyly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish energy. However, the ten major beasts did not give him this opportunity and killed him again. The magic refining of laws came with him, and the heaven and earth were shaking.

"boom."

Ning Jiang was bombarded into the earth again, and then he rose into the sky again.

Not long after, he was bombarded again.

After each time, his injuries became heavier and his speed of rushing out became slower.

When Ningjiang fell from the sky for the 90th time, there was no movement in the deep pit for a long time.

"elder brother."

Meng Zhiyuan's face was pale and she wished she could replace Ning Jiang and survive this heavenly disaster.

"Can't it work?"

The great ancestor witches looked at each other.

After more than a dozen breaths, a figure covered in blood was thirsty and rose up in the sky. Ning Jiang's body was so tragic that there were wounds that penetrated his entire body, almost tearing him apart.

A single arm flew away, and a piece of calf was missing.

His whole body was full of holes, and the only thing that was still full of spirit was that his eyes were still so firm and so persistent, as if the sky was falling and the earth was broken, and it could not shake his beliefs.

"Swish!"

Liu'er Mihou rushed over and stepped on Ningjiang with one foot. Ningjiang only had an arm left, blocking it in front of him. However, his power could no longer support him in the fight against Liu'er Mihou. He was stepped on by Liu'er Mihou and fell from the world, and finally hit the earth hard.

"puff."

Ningjiang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

And Liu'er Mihou still stepped on him and suppressed him tightly.

"Is it going to end?"

The great ancestor witches stared at this scene. Ning Jiang was obviously powerless at this time. He was too exhausted. He was seriously injured and his strength was less than one-tenth of his heyday.

Although the top ten divine beasts are also consumed, they are just a witch compared to Ningjiang.

"I'm going to die here?"

Such a thought also arose in Ning Jiang's mind.

At this moment, even he could not see the hope of victory. This powerlessness and despair made him feel like he was going back to a hundred thousand years ago.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, on the journey of "the disappearing ten thousand years", he had such powerlessness and despair before his death.

He couldn't win, and he could only die in the end.

The challenge is impossible. Although he firmly believes in himself, it is impossible. How could it be so easy to be broken?

"How did Ling Xian do it? How did she do it...an impossible?"

Ning Jiang murmured, thinking of Luo Lingxian.

Luo Lingxian brought him back, reversed life and death, and did the impossible. How did Luo Lingxian break the impossible?

How can he break the impossible?

Can he really do it?

Liu'er Mihou also raised his other foot. The foot was extremely powerful. The divine light burst out on it and it fell down towards Ning Jiang's head.

"roll."

Perhaps it was a rebirth, or perhaps it was the potential that burst out when facing a death terrible situation, Ning Jiang broke free from Liu'er Mihou and escaped. Liu'er Mihou stomped on the ground with one foot, shattering the earth.

Just after Ning Jiang escaped from birth, he immediately fell into a desperate situation again.

The Qilin came again, and the seven steps of stepping on the sky and shattering the power of the heaven and earth, locking Ningjiang without leaving any way to survive. What's even more terrifying is that there were also divine beasts slaying in other directions.

Several divine beasts blocked all retreats, leaving Ningjiang no way out.

This is the ultimate kill!

"Bang."

Finally, there was a loud bang.

In the infinite light, Ningjiang turned into a blood mist. This scene was so shocking that the hearts of the major ancestor witches were shocked.

"elder brother."

Meng Zhiyuan was stunned, and the two lines were deserted.

Ning Jiang is her only relative in the world. At this moment, her heart seemed to be broken.

(End of this chapter)
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