He now hopes to a slim chance of survival through the lightning and the spirit of the spirit, and to quench the spirit with the energy of the essence of life.

The joy of obtaining the breathing method of all things has long been swept away. This damn breathing method is the source of his life. He can't stop running at all. He can't stop the infusion of life energy because of his crazy independent operation.

The breathing method of all things forms an extremely subtle connection with the black stone tablet and shadow killing technique. The three continue to circulate. Driven by the life energy, they madly purify his spiritual power and enhance his control. In this short time, his sea of knowledge has dropped to one-third of the original, which makes him doubt that after all the divine consciousness has been quenched, Will there be no God to refine and directly explode his knowledge of the sea.

All unknowns are equal to a great fear. Things have reached the present stage. Ding Ning no longer complains about the world and people. He can only desperately understand the lightning element, strive to survive under the impact of this vast energy, and wait for a glimmer of vitality.

The whole God's perception of thunder and lightning element makes him have no time to care about him. 30%... 50%... 70%

With the upgrading of the perception of lightning elements, Dantian is also growing, so that the vast energy storm can be maintained in a balance, and there is no crisis of explosion for the time being.

I don't know how long it has passed, perhaps just for a moment, but in Ding Ning's feeling, it is longer than a century. The lightning element finally realizes that it is full. After a crisp bang, the lightning totem is transformed into a trace of current, integrated into his limbs and bones, and even deep into the bone marrow, constantly refining his essence.

The pain brought by the deep into the bone marrow is by no means human beings can bear. It is thousands of times more severe than the pain during military training. He roared up to the sky and wanted to vent the mental collapse caused by the pain.

His strong desire for survival made him understand that he must not be in a coma, otherwise he would die this time.

He showed his eyes and was in pain. He screamed and roared heartily, vented the fear caused by pain, maintained the clarity of the Lingtai with an unprecedented amazing will, and never let himself lose consciousness.

Over the ten thousand demon leader, the huge Jinpeng figure obscured the sky and the sun, and the shrill whistling sound was accompanied by unparalleled terrorist pressure, which made all demon families kneel down with trembling. That was the level pressure from the depths of blood, that was the terrorist pressure emitted by different levels of life, which made them tremble from the soul.

Only the holy mountain, countless powerful wills soared into the air, and powerful and unparalleled ancestral wills united to compete with Jinpeng's will.

Thanks to these strong wills, the blood pressure on the members of the four families who are worshipping their ancestors has been reduced to a tolerable level and did not kneel down.

But even so, it makes them tremble and sweat, and their eyes are filled with infinite fear.

"How could this happen?"

Ding Ning thought that after the thunder and lightning was completed, he would integrate his spirit and spirit into the divine martial arts realm and condense the martial soul. However, with the thunder and lightning quenching, he discharged a trace of hidden impurities in the bone marrow. The next quenching and refining was not so difficult to bear, allowing him to temporarily restore his sober mind.

What made him tongue tied was that his cultivation not only did not break through the divine power, but was directly suppressed to the Zhenwu heaven.

The energy of the rage is pouring in continuously, which makes his body crack. Even the restoration power of the green wood and the essence of life can not keep up with the speed of body cracking. It is always easier to destroy than to build. This is the everfount truth, which is the most direct embodiment of this.

This gave him a deep sense of despair. Is it true that he is doomed today? Hatefully, Kun's blood is too thin to activate.

"Boom!"

It never rains but pours. Just as a spider's web like crack appeared in his body and was about to collapse, his divine consciousness was thoroughly refined, but the black stone tablet did not let him go. It cooperated with breathing and shadow killing, and mercilessly continued to refine his knowledge of the sea.

"Roar!"

The sea was broken in an instant. The severe pain from the depths of the soul made Ding Ning's eyes congested and fell into a confused state. Unexpectedly, he unconsciously entered the second personality and possessed state.

The huge Jinpeng figure in the air is no longer golden, but emits black light. The cold atmosphere envelops the world, which makes all the demon families feel cold from their bones. They are more afraid of falling to the ground, and even dare not lift their heads.

The members of the four families could not help but terminate the sacrifice and looked at the golden winged roc with endless cold.

"Bang!"

The flesh of the golden winged ROC suddenly cracked, then collapsed and turned into a golden rain.

"The recovery of the winged ancestors failed, great..."

The members of the four families all looked happy. They couldn't help clapping their hands and cheering with relief.

But at this time, the change happened again. A trace of black fog with extreme intensity was swirling in the air. It was difficult but determined to reorganize Jinpeng's body, so that the cheers of the four family members stopped like a duck suddenly pinched by the neck, and the heart sank to the bottom of the valley again.

One by one, they clenched their fists, stared at the black and gold rocs after the reorganization of their bodies, and prayed secretly in their hearts that they would fail, fail, and must fail!

The winged Terrans, who were as nervous as them, also clenched their fists, but prayed for success, success, we must succeed!

"Bang!"

With an earth shaking violent explosion, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky. Just after the difficult reorganization of Jin Peng's figure, it was forcibly exploded in the violent energy tide again, turned into bursts of light rain and dissipated in the air.

"Hahaha, heaven never stops me, heaven never stops me, the recovery of the ancestors of the winged people failed!"

For a long time, Jin Peng's real body never appeared in the air again. Only then did the members of the four families rejoice. When they mentioned their voice, they finally realized it, cheering and clapping their hands.

The winged people fell into a dead silence. Their faces were sad and full of reluctance and sadness. Their fists were clenched and their knuckles turned white. What's more, some of the weak winged people knelt to the ground and cried.

"Why cry? What's to cry about? The recovery of ancestors is an accident. It's the best if it can be done, but it's nothing if it can't be done. Even without the recovery of ancestors, our wing Terrans will never bow to anyone. Let's prepare and start preparing for war!"

The old wing people forced down their inner grief and shouted loudly, which made all the wing people feel like they were enlightened, instantly restored their fighting spirit, wiped away their tears, and became high spirited again.

They know that after this failed recovery of their ancestors, the four families have become frightened birds. They will never allow the winged people to survive in the world. They will attack the winged people at the first time and kill them all.

Orders were issued by the ancestors of the wingers in an orderly manner. One by one, the wingers spread their wings and flew in all directions to contact the major races that had been protected by the ancestors of the wingers, form a strategic alliance and prepare for the coming war.

Similarly, the same is true in Wanyao city. The four families have operated for many years, and there are countless vassal races under the family. The recovery of the ancestors of the winged people has failed, and the prestige of the winged people has greatly reduced. It is the best time to eradicate them. Even if the king of Huai intercedes with the winged people again, they will not agree. The winged people are so scary.

The two sides are preparing for war, and their respective races are courting good relations. An undercurrent is surging, and the tense atmosphere is spreading throughout the ten thousand demon leader.

"Wing emperor, still failed?"

The Huai King's humanized face showed a sad color and gave a long sigh. He didn't plead for the winged people anymore and entered a deep sleep.

Maybe after waking up, Wan demon leader will still return to the original development track, just like a pool of stagnant water and can't afford any waves. The only difference is that some familiar faces will never be seen again.

There is great terror between heaven and earth, as well as between life and death!

When King Huai put away the demon plant and Tianyan fell asleep, everyone focused on the upcoming war.

The terrible valley that once stirred the wind and cloud of ten thousand demons disappeared in everyone's sight.

Ding Ning, who once attracted the attention of countless people, killed the two beloved sons of the black tiger king, barbecued hundreds of demons as food, and even made a great movement in the recovery of his ancestors, will gradually disappear in the memory of the demons with the passage of time.

There is no shortage of genius in this world, but there are few talents who can grow up and lead the coquettish style of an era.

Ding Ning, such a genius who died halfway without growing up, can only become a valuable memory when they were young, but will not become an eternal existence in their lives.

The girls of the demon clan did not cry, but felt a little disappointed. Their nature is to worship the strong, but once the powerful genius falls, they will no longer be the strong. The green and astringent feelings will eventually fade away with the passage of years until there is no trace.

Perhaps, when they recall the past with white hair, they will occasionally think of the evil youth who once shook their heroic complex, cooked delicious barbecue, killed one person in ten steps, and dared to be the enemy of the world. They will have a little regret and a little loss, but that's all!

As for the fart King Huang Sheng who likes to brag, he is just a passer-by. His only function may be to add a little laughter to this wonderful memory.

"Who is it? Who dares to erase the mark of my Tao seed?"

On an abandoned planet in the unknown land, a huge black shadow sleeping in the depths of the planet for endless years suddenly emerged, towering like an indomitable giant, and a pair of scarlet eyes twinkled in the black fog, as if they could see through the long river of years and look at the land of the demon leader in the distance.

The space of the whole unknown land is fragmented by the shock of terror. Countless space cracks appear, but they are like a good baby on the side of the huge dark shadow, and dare not approach at all.

For a long time, the dark shadow was unwilling to send out an angry roar. The terrible air waves formed terrible and destructive ripples, which shattered the abandoned planet and became cosmic dust

When I die, who will cry for me? When I am reborn, who will cry with joy for me?

When Jin Peng failed to recast his flesh and was blasted by huge energy, this was the last question that Ding Ning's residual reason wanted to know most.

Father's meeting, master's meeting, mother's meeting, sister's meeting, snow falling meeting, solo meeting, nono meeting, Jingjing meeting, ye Huan sister's meeting... Queen's sister and MuQing meeting?

Maybe, maybe not.

But there are so many people thinking about themselves. How can they die like this?

No, no, I haven't met my mother, I haven't had a family reunion, I haven't watched my child born, and I haven't brought my daughter-in-law to offer a cup of daughter-in-law tea to my father and mother

There are too many things not done, too many wishes not completed, I am unwilling!