Chapter 1017

The white old man and Taoist priest were fine, but the middle-aged beautiful woman Ding Ning had a feeling of deja vu, but she couldn't remember where she had met and couldn't help looking more.

But unexpectedly, the middle-aged beautiful woman seemed to notice, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Ding Ning's position, made Ding Ning jump in her heart, quickly put away her sight, and was secretly shocked. This woman has a keen intuition.

The middle-aged beautiful woman clearly felt that someone was peeping, but there was no one there. She frowned slightly and looked puzzled. Then her face showed a sad color. She shook her head gently, stopped thinking and focused on the statue again.

Ding Ning didn't dare to see more at will. He put away the black faced man's mask and quietly appeared when no one was paying attention, sneaked into the crowd and observed the mystery of the statue.

The statue is carved with the same gray and white stone on the ground. The carving style is as rough as ever. For him, the master of Tiandao, the carving skill is terrible. How rough and crude it is.

But when he saw the natural lines on the big feet like animal claws, his heart couldn't help shaking, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Annihilation talisman is magnified by an unknown number of times!

No, no, this is not an annihilation talisman, but a Taichu talisman that is five points similar to the annihilation talisman.

Ding Ning soon realized that it was wrong. He forcibly restrained his mind and calmed his face. However, many doubts arose in his mind. Where is this place and why are there lines similar to annihilation talismans?

This pattern is not the other pattern. What others see is the pattern left by the rough and crude carving skill, while what he sees is the pattern naturally formed by the stone itself.

Mysterious big Bluestone and human like statues carved artificially have this naturally formed grain. What kind of connection do they have? Is it accidental or inevitable?

How is this pattern formed? Why is it carved into a statue here?

Ding Ning was puzzled and distressed at the same time. He determined that the natural lines on the statue were not annihilation talismans, but another primitive talismans with mysterious powers.

Unfortunately, the person who carved the statue didn't know the goods at all. He took the stone with Taichu talisman as an ordinary stone and carved it into a statue. He also engraved an unknown talisman pattern on it with his rough carving skill, which turned the good Taichu talisman into a remnant pattern.

What a monstrous thing! What a monstrous thing!

Ding Ning was sad and angry. A good Taichu divine pattern was destroyed, leaving only half que incomplete lines. How could he not shed blood in his heart.

Even the remnant pattern deeply attracted Ding Ning's attention, and soon immersed himself in it. He made subconscious gestures with both hands, constantly copied the remnant pattern, and tried to deduce the incomplete part.

But Taichu divine pattern contains the most magical power between heaven and earth. It is a part of the original true solution. How can it be deduced so easily? Ding Ning frowned tightly and entered the realm of selflessness, making unconscious gestures again and again.

No, it's still wrong!

Ding Ning tried again and again, but he couldn't get in at all, and failed again and again.

Immersed in the copying state, he didn't find that there was no one around the statue at the moment. All the people who had understood the statue were far away, and they were all staring at him with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Because in his unconscious gestures, he even caused a certain resonance of the statue. With his fingers moving in the air, the whole statue glittered with faint blue lights, as if a sleeping Thor was hidden in the statue, ready to wake up and break through the wall at any time.

However, with the termination of each stroke, the thunder light on the statue will dissipate and restore silence. Until his next stroke, the thunder light will begin to dense again... Then stop again... Dense again

The feeling is like that the flood is ready to impact the dam. It will burst out of the dam at any time, but it is so weak every time. The flood can not completely break through the crumbling dam. People's heart is always hanging, and there is no landing.

With Ding Ning's gestures and giving up at the last minute again and again, the atmosphere in the square gradually began to become depressed, full of the sense of forced depression of mountain rain and wind all over the building.

The heavy depressive atmosphere makes everyone feel an invisible sense of oppression. People with advanced cultivation are better and can be forcibly suppressed at present, but those with poor cultivation feel depressed in their chest as if they are pressing a heavy mountain. They can't help killing, venting and releasing their impatience and depression, Their eyes began to blood rapidly, full of violent and bloody desire to kill.

"Ah... Kill, I'll kill you!"

The cry of killing shook the sky. With each piece of fresh life turned into stump fragments, the blood continued to spread wildly in the square, infiltrated into the green gray stones on the ground, and converged to the statue through the earth vein.

Tianxuan's eyes showed a sad color, tightly protected the unconscious pimur, and his eyes patrolled the chaotic battlefield. Anyway, Jiang wuhui and other three people are members of the holy door. They can die, but they can't die under his eyes.

However, the battle of thousands of people was too chaotic. Here, the divine consciousness was strongly suppressed. For a while, he couldn't find the trace of Jiang wuhui.

What he didn't know was that in addition to several of them who still kept their reason, there was a little lama who was not affected at all. He quietly swam on the edge of the battlefield, his eyes glittering with light, and looked at Ding Ning immersed in the engraved symbols with fear.

The white old man looked at the scene with an expressionless face and indifference; The female mercenary and the middle-aged beautiful woman stared at Ding Ning, who didn't know anything about all this; The Taoist priest looked compassionate and bowed his head to proclaim the boundless heaven, but he didn't mean to stop it.

King Kong's eyes are red and his whole body emits a bright golden light. He is very eye-catching in and out of the crowd. With each punch, someone's head must be broken like a rotten watermelon. In such a scuffle, his super defense is undoubtedly the greatest guarantee for his survival.

Also standing out is Rachel, who doesn't show mountains and dew. Although she looked harmless to humans and animals before, she still had injuries on her legs, but there is no ambiguity in moving her hands at the moment. The whole person's action is as fast as thunder and lightning, ruthlessly killing everyone within her reach. Even if she loses her mind, her natural fighting instinct still makes her like a duck to water in the scuffle.

In addition to them, there are three people who attract the most attention. One of them is a black and thin Tianzhu monk. His yoga practice has reached an unimaginable level, and his body's tenacity has reached an inhuman level. The whole person is like a rubber man, sometimes clustered into a ball, like a loaded shell, hitting other people's bones and tendons; Sometimes, like a python, he turns his body into a soft rope, tightly wraps around the enemy and strangles people alive; Sometimes incarnate into an endless long gun, use your head as the tip of the gun, and forcibly kill a straight blood path

The other is a young man with a tall and straight body, a resolute face and plain clothes. Once he raises the steel knife in his hand, someone will be cut into two sections. It's like a murderous God out of hell. His knife technique is so exquisite that it's natural. He is the most relaxed in the whole battlefield. He reaps one life after another in a leisurely manner. If he didn't lose his mind in his eyes, I don't know. I thought he was practicing knife technique.

Another was a young monk who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. His smart eyes showed compassion and his mouth was full of words. He kept wandering among the battle group. Everywhere he passed, people turned upside down, but no one died. They were all stunned by his airway and in the battlefield, I'm afraid he's the only one who hasn't lost his mind except Zhu Gu.

There are also several cruel characters among the mercenaries, but compared with the five of them, they are not worth mentioning. At the moment, they also kill red eyes, all have injuries, and death is only a matter of time.

Tianxuanzi didn't find the three of Jiang wuhui, but he accidentally found the little monk. He couldn't help admiring his eyes and whispered, "it's worthy of being a little guy from Tianyin temple. This dip in clothes has reached such an amazing level."

In a corner far away from the battlefield, under a transparent umbrella, Jiang wuhui hugged Yan Tonghe green bamboo, who was knocked unconscious by him unexpectedly. There was blood in his eyes and his breathing gradually became heavy. Even though he was determined to be an iron sword, he still lost his mind under this terrible pressure and bloody stimulation and had to bite the tip of his tongue, Let the pain keep the front line of Lingtai clear, and struggle with the deep desire to kill.

"The magic pattern is really terrible!"

The old white man suddenly whispered to himself.

The Taoist nodded slightly and agreed.

The lacquered woman dressed as a female mercenary showed a thoughtful color in her eyes and didn't say anything.

The middle-aged beautiful woman blinked and said without looking back: "I'm only interested in the person who can activate the magic carving."

"Indeed, those who can understand the magic pattern so quickly and inspire the way of being possessed by the devil are really amazing."

The white old man said with deep feeling, and a look of greed flashed across his eyes.

Tianxuanzi frowned slightly. He felt that these people seemed to know something, but he didn't know anything, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"How about joining hands this time?"

The white old man suddenly looked at the mercenary woman and asked.

"Divine descendants always like to eat alone. When did they learn to work together?"

But the mercenary woman sneered.