Chapter 989

Hum! God's knowledge is so scattered, and the power of God's knowledge is wasted too much. I'll see how long you can stop me!

Dalai sneered in his heart. Although the other party's divine knowledge was great, even more than his divine knowledge, he was happy and not afraid.

He has seen a lot of such opponents. He has a huge divine power, but he can't control and use it. The power is too loose and not concise at all. Although such a surge of divine power blocks his attack, it wastes 99% and can't last. He will soon run out of divine power and lose.

But I don't know that Ding Ning is secretly feeling at the moment. As expected, fighting is the best way to control power. At ordinary times, his practice of "controlling God formula" has no effect at all. At present, Kung Fu has made rapid progress with the naked eye. After a short standoff, he has controlled about one ten thousandth of the divine power.

Don't underestimate this one ten thousandth. If he practices by himself, he can't reach one hundred million. What's more, the number of control is still increasing with the passage of time.

Ding Ning grinned with white teeth and smiled happily.

Because he didn't understand the divine knowledge solution, he didn't feel anything until now. He didn't understand how awesome the divine knowledge solution was. After fighting for so long, Dalai's divine knowledge sword was weak, and his drop of divine knowledge solution consumed less than 1%, and such divine knowledge solution was not even a dime in his sea of knowledge.

He estimated that if Dalai could hold on for ten years, his divine consciousness would be consumed.

As time passed, Dalai's face gradually began to turn pale and his heart roared wildly. Who is this man? How could such a waste of divine knowledge last so long? The worst thing is that there is no sign of exhaustion? And there is a growing trend, which is too unscientific.

What exactly did this guy eat? He has such an inexhaustible sense of God.

It's no wonder he thinks so. After all, the amount of divine knowledge consumed by the confrontation between the two people is not directly proportional. If Dalai's divine knowledge sword consumes a little divine knowledge, what Ding Ning needs to consume is 100.1000 points, which is thousands of times his consumption.

Ding Ning didn't know that Dalai was shocked and output a large amount of divine knowledge to block the sword of divine knowledge. He still had spare strength to study the cohesion principle of divine knowledge sword.

The so-called divine consciousness sword is actually a transparent blade condensed from divine consciousness. It can only be sensed in divine consciousness. If the heavenly eye is not opened in the outside world, it can't be seen at all.

The power is very uniform and the cohesion of divine consciousness is very high, so the attack power is very strong. It's like... A smelter, which condenses a piece of scrap iron into a piece of refined iron after thousands of tempering!

Ding Ning felt it carefully and burst into surprise. Taking Shenzhi sword as a sample, he tried to condense Shenzhi sword!

incorrect!

incorrect!

Still wrong!

Ding Ning carried out the experiment crazily, but the divine consciousness is an intangible thing. It can't be tempered with the refining technique at all. It dissipated as soon as it was condensed together. How can it be condensed and formed!

How on earth did this old thing Daley do it?

Ding Ning thought hard and looked carefully at the frozen divine knowledge sword, trying to see through the secret!

Unable to quench... Unable to quench

I don't know how long passed, Dalai's divine sense sword suddenly dissipated, and Ding Ning's divine sense involuntarily rushed to Dalai's sea along the inertial force.

Darrydoot wants to cry. Is this bastard's sea of knowledge a vast sea? How many divine senses are there? Up to now, there is no trend of lack of stamina.

Their situation is like that of a small businessman with small assets who met a rich millionaire. The small businessman calculated carefully and spent every penny on the blade. However, he met the rich upstart. The small businessman would do business again and was directly crushed by the upstart. It is absolutely unreasonable.

Dalai's divine sense is half consumed. He wanted to scatter his divine sense sword and find the other party to fight with him, but he didn't expect the other party to stop at all. He even started a counter attack, forcing him to gather a divine sense sword again to resist the other party's divine sense attack. He didn't dare let anyone's divine sense invade his own sea of knowledge.

Ding Ning's eyes suddenly lit up. Before, Dalai gathered the divine knowledge sword too fast. He didn't see it clearly at all, but he showed it to him himself. He couldn't understand it again. He was a fool.

Compression.

It's compression!

Ding Ning was overjoyed and finally understood the principle of condensing divine consciousness sword, that is, gathering a divine consciousness to compress and condense quickly.

But it's easy to say and easy to do.

Ding Ning continued to output his divine knowledge to resist Dalai's divine knowledge attack, while constantly testing the cohesive divine knowledge sword!

Again.

Again.

Again... Still failed.

Ding Ning is not discouraged. After each failure, he will seriously think about it and constantly summarize the reasons for the failure!

Finally, it is concluded that the reason why he can't condense and form is still because of his lack of control over the divine consciousness, which leads to the dissipation of the divine consciousness before it condenses.

Dalai's face was pale and frightening, and his whole body was trembling. Toktahonov, who was bored, thought he was crazy!

Although he was born with strong mental power and practiced divine sense attack methods, he was not a spiritual master after all. He opened up the sea of knowledge when he was in the Zhenwu realm. Even if he was lucky to enter the Shenwu realm, the scale of sea of knowledge was still limited and could not sustain such a long battle.

The great consumption of divine consciousness made him depressed and his eyelids were heavy. He wanted to fall on the ground and go to sleep. If he hadn't fled around for so many years, his willpower was far more than ordinary people, and supported hard with tenacious perseverance, I'm afraid he would have fainted to the ground because of the depletion of divine consciousness.

Dalai's intestines are almost green with regret. He shouldn't fight with the other party for divine knowledge. It's easy to kill the other party with his cultivation in divine martial arts. However, he is too lazy to pursue and kill him because the other party is too good at hiding and running. In addition, the other party dares to attack him secretly. He was angry and fought with the other party for divine knowledge. He wanted to destroy the dead and turn the other party into an idiot, Unexpectedly, I met a guy with strong divine consciousness, which made it difficult to ride a tiger.

"Mr. toktahonov, go to the forest just now, find him and kill him!"

Dalai knew he couldn't last long. He tried to be approached by Ding Ning's divine sense for several meters, and said very quickly.

"Master Dalai, what's going on?"

Toktahonov asked with an ignorant face, but he didn't get any response. Now Dalai gathered all the residual divine knowledge to barely resist Ding Ning's counter attack. Where else can he speak.

In fact, Ding Ning is immersed in the feeling of controlling the divine knowledge. The divine knowledge only feels that Dalai's divine knowledge sword retreats, and then habitually follows up for a few meters. Otherwise, he can take advantage of the opportunity to attack Dalai's knowledge sea and crush its knowledge sea into slag!

Toktahonov's eyes flashed a look of displeasure, but when he thought about it, he would make a big plan if he couldn't bear it. He also expected to get the method of cultivation from Dalai. Now is not the time to turn against him.

Immediately, he walked out quickly and waved to Antony, who had been patrolling the manor: "take people to the grove and kill anyone you see!"

"Yes!"

Antony answered and waved. More than 20 armed Tomahawk members quickly gathered and rushed to the grove bravely.

Ding Ning knew this scene well and showed a look of disdain at the corners of his mouth. He even had spare time to take out his mobile phone and send a text message easily!

Two ten thousandths... Three ten thousandths

Ding Ning didn't pay attention to Antony at all. His mind was immersed in the perception of divine knowledge. Every progress intoxicated him. It was really comfortable to improve his strength.

Five ten thousandths!

Ding Ning's eyes lit up. Although five thousandths of them were insignificant, it should be enough for him to condense a small divine knowledge sword blade.

Of course, he has always been more used to using knives, and he doesn't have to concentrate on knowing the sword!

Soon, a divine sense sword ten times smaller than Dalai's divine sense sword condensed into shape. Ding Ning was ecstatic and became!

Just when he gathered his divine knowledge knife, Antony and others also rushed to the grove and led a Caucasian dog with two ends more than one meter high and long like a bear to search in the grove!

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Although Ding Ning arranged a hidden array in the woods, which could confuse Antony and others, it could not confuse the dog's nose. Two Caucasian dogs accurately found Ding Ning's position and roared wildly at the ground.

"What's going on? Is someone hiding underground?"

Antony and others somehow rubbed the ground with their toes, without any trace of excavation!

"Big Gao and second Gao can't be mistaken. Someone must be hiding near here!"

A strong man with short hair and breaking muscles all over said with some difficulty, holding two Caucasian dogs and staring at the ground.

"Leonid, are you sure?"

Antony frowned, looked around warily and asked uncertainly, because big Gao and two Gao were raised by Leonid himself and knew their living habits very well.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Two Caucasian dogs seemed to want to prove the correctness of Leonid's words, barking harder at the ground.

"I'm sure big and two tall noses are more sensitive than hounds. They don't go here and bark desperately. They must smell an unusual smell."

Leonid looked at the performance of the two Caucasian dogs, strengthened his judgment and replied decisively.

"But there is no trace of excavation on the ground? How could anyone?"

A strong man with a beard nearby said suspiciously.

"Big high and second high will never be wrong. Vitaliye, are you doubting my judgment?"

Leonid said unhappily.

"It's not doubt, but it's too strange here. Don't you find it? We seem to be lost."

Vitalye shrugged and looked around in confusion.

"Lost? Such a small forest... Uh, God, what's going on?"

Leonid was about to make fun of him, subconsciously looked around, his face suddenly changed, and exclaimed.

Antony also looked at it. His face suddenly became vigilant. He reached out and took out the submachine gun from his back and shouted, "vajim, Boris, where are you?"

It turned out that there were more than 20 people in their line. Now only three of them were left, and the small forest was filled with white fog, as if it had become an endless forest!

The sound echoed in the woods, but Antony didn't get any response. The two Caucasian dogs roared more and more madly, making the environment at the scene more strange.

"Oh, God, did we go to hell? Why did this suddenly happen here? Vajim, Boris..."

Antony widened his frightened eyes, his throat jerked violently, and kept shouting, but his more than 20 people seemed to suddenly evaporate from the world without any response.