Chapter 1125

Kong Lei was angry and trembling all over. Her clenched fist turned white because of her strength. A pair of beautiful eyes burning anger looked around severely, as if she was looking for a rumor monger.

The terrible killing machine overflowed, and the players standing next to her were silent. They didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that they would become her breathing bucket.

Unfortunately, it's not easy to find a rumor monger, which makes Kong Lei angry and want to vomit blood. She stands there with a straight face, like a volcano about to erupt. She clenched her teeth and vowed to find out who was slandering her. After catching him, she had to break him up and break him into pieces to solve her hatred.

I'm afraid Peng Tianjie is the most schadenfreude. She chuckles in the crowd. She has never seen Kong Lei, who has always been high and like a God, lose her manners like this. She wants to help make waves and publicize it in person.

Boom!

The terrible wave of air surged, shifting people's attention from the gossip to the stage again.

Ding Ning and the scorching sun in the air echo each other in the distance, just like a small sun emitting a hot dazzling light, which makes people unable to look directly.

There was a strange light shining in the eyes of the old ancestor of the winged man. He looked at Peng Tianjie intentionally or unintentionally, revealing a thoughtful color. When jie'er broke through the big demon, there had been such a strange image, but it was far less hot and domineering than Ding Ning. It was more a sense of light and holiness.

Peng Tianao looked strange, stared at Ding Ning without blinking, felt the breath of breakthrough, and suddenly had an incredible idea in his heart. Is this boy breaking through to the big demon?

No... it's impossible. He must have sensed wrong. If he wasn't even a big demon before, how could he defeat the demon king? That's two big realms away.

Leapfrog fighting is the patent of genius, and the wingers have never lacked the genius of leapfrog fighting, but it does not mean that they can jump over the level without restrictions. It is quite good to be able to cross several small realms and defeat their opponents. It is basically impossible to cross one big realm, not to mention two big realms.

So Peng Tianao quickly put this unreliable idea behind his mind and insisted that he must have sensed wrong. After all, Ding Ning's breakthrough breath is much more magnificent than the general breakthrough demon momentum.

Many people had the same idea with him. The alliance speakers quickly put this idea behind them and felt that Ding Ning must be a strong demon king and breaking through a small realm.

Old crane stared at Ding Ning in an instant, as if the terrible sun fire could not have any impact on him, but his eyes flashed a light of horror.

He is closest to Ding Ning and feels the most clearly. He can't see that Ding Ning is really breaking through the big demon, but the breath of breaking through is much stronger than the general big demon realm, which makes him unbelievable and surprisingly angry. What does the wing man alliance want to do? Are you trying to kill genius?

A piece of unparalleled jade of such a monster was brutally sent to this challenge arena by these guys to compete with the strong ones who are the lowest demon king bachongtian. They also kept telling him that it was an absolutely fair selection match without black scenes. In particular, it's strange that I believe you. If there is no black scenes, I'll pick my eyes and give it to you.

Boom!

When Heming's face sank and he was ready to ask for an explanation from the members of the Wing Alliance, the change happened again.

In the bright sun, Ding Ning was like the sun god coming down to earth. The light around him was getting hotter and stronger, and the terrible breath was overwhelming. Other players were forced to retreat, and his face showed a look of horror. Even if it was the highest peak, the demon king would retreat and dare not touch his front.

Kong Lei's cold face moved for the first time. Until now, she really valued Ding Ning. The man who took away his innocence was never as simple as she thought before.

Ding Ning felt warm all over, as if he had become an immortal. He opened up an overpass between shangdantian and zhongdantian. His soul and spirit merged together to form an illusory spirit and sat on the soul platform of zhongdantian.

The power of the five elements in the five zang organs began to rotate rapidly around the Zhongdan field. The five elements were born together and constantly derived various elements of wind, rain, lightning, dark fog, light and ice.

With the continuous injection of element power into Zhongdan field, the five element totem gradually appeared, and finally turned into a solid alchemy tripod furnace. The spirit sat in it, as if taking himself as a medicine, and wanted to refine himself into a pill.

The path of medicine leads to heaven, and the path of heaven begins to appear. The five action bases, heaven and earth as the furnace, elements as fire, and spirits as spirits, quench the immortal spirits.

The nine orifices stone man was slightly hot, and the information sent made Ding Ning realize clearly. His eyes were blooming with dazzling brilliance, calm down and concentrate, entered the state of selflessness, and watched the refining of this furnace of divine soul medicine.

The divine soul treasure elephant is strict, like an old monk, without sorrow or joy. Let the thunder arc, electric snake shine, wind, rain and fog add to the body, and the illusory figure gradually begins to become solid.

"Roar!"

The intense pain of soul killing and bone etching made Ding Ning's face ferocious. He couldn't help sending out a sad roar like a wounded beast. The pain of soul refining was far better than that of military refining. Even with his endurance, he couldn't bear it.

Hearing the sound, they looked at it with awe. They saw that Peng Tianning's body was dark and filled with a trace of blood mist. His skin began to crack. It seemed that a layer of skin was fading, and there was a faint flash of thunder flame at the crack, which made people palpitating.

"No, his physical strength is not enough. He is forced to break through and suffer from disaster. He must be stopped."

Peng Tianao suddenly stood up and said nervously.

The ancestor of the winged man frowned tightly, sat upright subconsciously, and said in a deep voice, "wait and see!"

Others were worried, nervous, concerned, gloating, or sneering.

Bai xun'er, you and Peng Tianjie were concerned and quietly clenched their fists. If Ding Ning hadn't told them not to worry, they might have rushed to the stage.

Kong Leimei looked at Ding Ning without blinking. Subconsciously, she clenched her fist and turned white directly because of her strength. Her mood was unprecedentedly complex.

It is reasonable to say that Ding Ning forcibly broke through and had an accident. She should be the happiest to die in full view of the public. But when it came to the end, she found that she could not be happy, and was vaguely sad and disappointed.

This gave her a fright. Did she fall in love with him when she lost her body? Otherwise, why do you care so much about his life and death?

No, it's impossible. How can I like this despicable and shameless sinister villain who takes advantage of others' danger? The reason why I don't want him to die here is that he hasn't been defeated in his own hands in front of ah Jie, and he hasn't had time to trample his dignity under his feet and take a bad breath for himself and ah Jie, so I don't want him to die. Right, That's it. That must be it.

Kong Lei found a reason for herself and constantly gave herself psychological hints. In the end, she believed herself and began to worry about Ding Ning more and more at ease.

Nuo Da's martial arts arena is silent and full of a repressive atmosphere, which makes people feel heavy and stuffy. Even those guys who are happy and secretly gloat have a compassionate look on their faces.

Because they all noticed that the ancient well without waves seemed unmoved. The winged ancestors were like an impending volcano, full of powerful and terrible forces. Once released, it would be a terrible disaster like destroying the sky and the earth.

Peng Tianning is doomed to fall. They don't need to gloat at at this moment and provoke this burning powder keg. There will be no place to die.

In the crowd, you have a strange look and silently muttered: "you have to hold on. All my wealth is on you. If you're finished, I'll go bankrupt. How can I believe the nonsense of the guy in baixiaolou and bet on you? It's really a pit brother's thing."

Bai Xiaolou was also very helpless. His intuition told him that Ding Ning could win the final victory. How could he think of such a thing? When he saw the ghost, he cried in his heart: "Wujian, I'm sorry for you. Now our brothers are going bankrupt. Let's go begging together in the future."

"It really hurts. It hurts a hundred times more than military training!"

Ding Ning murmured in his heart and endured the piercing pain. The sweat on his forehead fell like raindrops and mixed in the crack of his flesh. When the sweat stung, don't mention how sour it was.

But such pain and soul refining pain are not worth mentioning. The pain that comes from the depths of the soul and can't even be unconscious makes him miserable. He can only rely on his tenacious willpower to support hard. The muscles on his face tremble with pain, and his lips are bitten and bleeding unconsciously.

All his mind was used to resist the inhuman pain from the depths of his soul, but he didn't find that the closed door of will slowly opened a gap with the progress of soul refining

"MD, I don't believe it. You really hurt me."

Ding Ning's face was ferocious because of pain, showing a cruel color, and his firm lips closed tightly and were cruel to himself.

Boom!

There was a thunderous sound in the body. The lightning derived from the power of the five elements exploded the condensed spirit like a storm that destroyed everything.

Ding ningwa opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. He had a headache and wanted to explode. His mind was confused. There was a look of horror in his eyes. The cracking of his body was insignificant to him and could be repaired every minute, but the spirit was broken. It was his life.

Isn't it upgraded to Shenwu realm? How could it be so difficult?

Ding Ning couldn't figure it out. He didn't have time to think more. He wanted to save himself and see if he could bond the shattered spirit, otherwise he would really die here.

But the thunder storm didn't intend to let him go at all. Rough thunder constantly bombarded his spirit. Each blow made him struggle on the line of death. The blood in his mouth gushed out like no money, and he became a blood man in an instant.

What Ding Ning didn't expect was that his broken soul had changed at the moment, turned into five small ghost virtual shadows, and continued to bear the pain of soul refining.

"Lao Zu!"

Peng Tianao stood up anxiously and looked to the old ancestor of the winged man for help.

The old ancestor of the winged man looked gloomy, his lips murmured, and apologetically shook his head: "his physique is strange and special, and there is nothing I can do. Everything can only depend on him."

Peng Tianao sat down in frustration and grabbed his hair in pain. The emergence of Ding Ning is the key to whether the wing people can firmly grasp the voice of the wing people alliance. The wing people have placed too much hope on him, but now, with Ding Ning's death, everything will come to naught. This is the pain he can't bear and his mood is extremely decadent.