: 1827 Time is still

Ding Ning's mouth showed a light smile, and a hanging heart fell back to the real place.
What he is afraid of is only a projection, Anze, although he can't help him, but he can't help himself, he is not afraid.
Now that the biggest threat has been shackled by the black and white Taiji map, his life safety has been temporarily guaranteed, and his mood has naturally become more pleasant.
Of course, he also heard the words of Anze, but he was not obliged to explain to him.
He can't say that the black and white Taiji map is a good employee like an old ox. If you find the outside energy, it will start working with due diligence and try to crush it into and turn it into the most pure energy or mental power.
Before Anze was not living in his martial arts, he was contaminated with his breath, and the black and white Taiji figure mistakenly thought that he was his own, so he did not start with him. Otherwise, he has long since turned into pure energy.
This is why Ding Ning has painstakingly fled to the sea. After all, the projection of the body belongs to external energy, and the black and white Taiji diagram will work actively. This is in his expectation.
The only thing he worried about before was that the black and white Taiji diagram could not resist the powerful power of the split projection. But now it seems that the black and white Taiji diagram is obviously stronger and mysterious than his cognition, and it can compete with the original projection of the strongman. Falling down the wind.
Although it is only a counterbalance, Ding Ning is already very satisfied, because he is very clear that the existence of the split projection is time-limited.
As long as he drags the time to the projection, his crisis is completely lifted.
After the death, there is only one Anze who has lost his card. He will try to see if he can solve him with a bow.
Although killing Anze will cause him to lose both the light and the dark, he has no choice now.
The powerful Anze is not something he can surrender and control. It will cause him a great threat. Therefore, even if he kills one thousand and loses himself, he can only smash his teeth and swallow his stomach.
The situation has stabilized, and Ding Ning, who has taken back the memory, began to think about how to solve the problem of the Shuiwu soul.
Before because of amnesia, Shuiwu soul always stood on his side, he did not think too much, but now he has recovered his memory, and then stupid know that Shuiwu soul is not a simple awakening spirit, but Anze came with a certain purpose, but he still can't see what his purpose is.
Although the signal that the Shuiwu soul has been passing to him is full of goodwill, but knowing people knows what to do, the ghost knows when he will suddenly make trouble, and he can't figure out his purpose. He is in the throat and sleeps hard.
Especially when I think that my martial arts can be used by people, he will be full of cold and creepy.
When was it that people were moved? Ding Ning was deeply stunned and thought carefully.
Before entering the world, the Wuhun is all normal. Although there is no sex, it is very obedient and will never add to it.
Everything seems to have happened after he sacrificed the five elements of the martial arts to escape the border. Only in that period of time, the five elements of the martial arts completely separated from his sight, and it was only at that time.
He still remembers that after the five elements of the martial arts escaped from the broken shackles, they said that they did not dissipate in the last days of the natural disasters. Instead, they were blessed in disguise, and then they awoke the spirits.
At that time, he was still secretly happy, but now think about it, where things are so simple.
Although the totem gives them five elements of property, in essence, they are still the soul, how could it not die under the terrible doomsday?
Therefore, there must be one or more powerful existences that he cannot understand at present, and help the five elements of the martial arts to survive the catastrophe in a special way.
Even buried seeds of their spirits in their souls, waiting for their self-awakening.
This made him think hard, what is there in his body, and let the power of those wrists all remember yourself?
totem? Still make up the stone? Or is it your own three blood?
Ding Ning thought that the headache was cracking, and I couldn’t think of a reason, and my heart was covered with a thick haze.
No one wants to let people arbitrarily put their own destiny, and he is no exception.
It seems that when things are over, it is necessary to talk to the Shuiwu soul, no matter what purpose he is, even if he has abandoned the Five Elements, he will never allow the existence of impure intelligence. In his own martial arts.
Ding Ning took a deep breath and put aside his mind for a moment. He smiled at Anze, who was nervously directing the projection and the black and white Taiji figure, revealing a white tooth.
Anze’s heart trembled without a reason, and the strong danger warning made his scalp suffocate, and it was cold and subconsciously looked up.
I saw Ding Ning holding a curved bow in his hand, and he was locked open to lock him. Although the bow had no arrows and no strings, the heavy sense of death crisis made him creepy and shouted without thinking. "Three uncles, killed. he."
The projection suddenly broke out of the terrible momentum of destroying the earth and destroying the earth. The figure that was always shackled by the black and white Taiji figure was forcibly rid of the embarrassment, and far away from Ding Ning.
With this punching out, the projection seems to have exhausted all the strengths, and quickly began to change into illusion, gradually dissipating in nothingness.
The shadow of the fist has not yet arrived, the horrible momentum makes Ding Ning's liver and gallbladder cracked, the big mouth and big mouth began to vomit blood, the soul body actually appeared in the inch crack, smashing out countless Tao Xing starlight, instantly illuminating the whole sea.
This is dead, old man, mom, master, sister, falling snow, Nono, Yuner... Farewell!
The projection of the original strongman is a blow, even if the Emperor, the Emperor and the Emperor are here, I am afraid that there is no ability to save myself.
Ding Ning's face was bitter, and the bow bowed weakly. He closed his eyes desperately, and his face flashed a familiar face like a movie. His heart was full of regret and unwillingness.
He wanted to shoot Anze with one arrow, but he did not think that the key moments of the projection could forcefully get rid of the black and white Taiji diagram, and sent this desperate blow to himself.
Anze’s face showed a sly smile, and if he knew that the projection of the three uncles could get rid of the black and white Taiji diagram, he would waste time here.
The terrible bow, it is the same treasure, this indigenous, good things are really a lot, it is really violent in your hands, but it does not matter, in the future, these treasures belong to me.
Anze greedily looked at Ding Ning's hand in the bow of the day, and his heart was very excited and excited to think about it. Although it was a pity to lose the big uncle's projection, the compensation of these treasures is enough to make his mind. Balanced.
Just as Ding Ning was disheartened, the calm sea of ​​consciousness suddenly picked up the huge waves of the sky, and the silver hourglass and the bronze rotten iron suddenly burst out.
The silver hourglass jumped out of the sea, and it was suspended in the air quietly. There was no next move, but the sand in the hourglass began to drip, giving a rustling sound.
As the hourglass began to work, the whole space was full of dreamy brilliance, and it instantly entered a state of quiescence, so that the horror of the horror fist that was about to slam on Ding Ning stopped in the air.
The sneer on Anze’s face is also fixed at this moment, and it looks extremely embarrassing.
All the time has stopped, the only thing that is not affected is the Ding Ning and the piece of bronze that has opened his eyes.
The bronze rotten iron instantly turned into a horrible knife that smashed the sky, and the slashing knife fell to the fist.
There are no earth-shattering sounds, no horrible explosion shock waves, everything is as casual and natural as drinking water and eating.
Knife squatting on the fist, such as defeating the leather, making a slamming sound, two or two offset, all dissipated invisible, the biggest crisis was completely lifted.
Bronze rotten iron seems to consume all the power, and after a while, it turns into a powder and dissipates into the invisible.
The silver hourglass stopped the quicksand, and the silver light became a bit bleak. The slamming sound fell back into the sea and it fell into silence, and the stillness began to flow.
"Go safely, your baby is mine from now on... Hey!"
Anze, who knows nothing about this, is still laughing at the smug, but suddenly finds that Ding Ning, who should have died under the projection fist, is still standing there, and the shadow of the fist has disappeared. The laughter suddenly stopped with the old that was caught in the neck, and squatted in the eyes of the blind man, widening his eyes incredulously.
Ding Ning was crumbling at this moment, his face was pale and scary, as if he had been drained from the body, but he did not care, and his eyes contained ecstasy.
Since getting the silver hourglass, no matter how he motivated, there was no reaction, but just now, it joined forces with the bronze block to save his life.
This made him feel shocked and uncomfortable, because the moment the silver hourglass began to flow the sand, he established a subtle spiritual connection with him.
It is this subtle spiritual connection that instantly took away 90% of his body's soul power. The result is that the hourglass stays still for a second, so that the bronze and iron can smash the fist in time. Shadows are destroyed.
Although all the fatigue and emptiness of the former made his weak legs sway, I couldn't wait to sit down on the ground and fall asleep, but the unprecedented excitement made him shine in his eyes.
At the cost of 90% of a soul, in exchange for a second of time, this is a very cost-effective deal for Ding Ning.
To know the master's tricks, the outcome is often only in a flash, a second of time, enough to let him kill the enemy hundreds of times.
Think about that scene. It was a struggle between life and death. Suddenly, one side of the time was still, and you could only stand there as a target, and what kind of enemy could not kill?
Even the master of the ranks of the Emperor, in that case, even if he can not die, I am afraid that he will be hit hard by him in an instant. This ability is the real killing trick.
Ding Ning opened his eyes and smiled, and his heart screamed and made a big profit.
If you change someone else, even if you have this ability, I am afraid I will not use it easily.
After all, once this trick is used, it means that he will be drained of all the energy in his body and fall into an extremely weak state. If he kills an enemy, he will lose his resistance.
But he is different. He has eight martial arts souls and a main soul. The energy of draining a soul does not have much influence on him.
Although the light and dark martial arts now do not belong to him, as long as you kill Anze, it is only a matter of time to reunite.
What's more, he believes that as the cultivation progresses, the time to be able to stand still increases. At that time, who else will be his opponent?
Just as he grinned, the corner of his eyes saw Anze rushing to him, and suddenly he was shocked. He secretly screamed in his heart. Whatever special, he even forgot Anze.