Chapter 325

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However, when he discovered that the connection with the Tianshui Totem was isolated and unable to contact, he was completely desperate.
Grandma's, anyway, are dead, so many good things don't drink white, don't drink, just eat a meal before dying.
Ding Ning's skin is red, like cooked prawns, open his mouth, regardless of the liquid medicine, regardless of the tank to the belly.
"Mermaid sister, you can save my brother."
In the totem space, the waking Ding Luo Xue nervously pulled the mermaid's hand and pleaded for it.
"His body is too weak, even the children of our Wu nationality can't match, can't accept the inheritance of the Witch God. This is helping him to refine his body. Can he support it, it depends on his perseverance. I also help. No, he can't."
The mermaid constantly spits bubbles and exchanges mentally.
"Brother, he won't have anything to drink those potions?"
Ding Luo Xue looked worried and watched Ding Ning, who was swallowing the snake and swallowing the sea.
"It is to let him drink medicine, in order to carry it on. If he does not drink, he will directly smelt him to death. Only by exerting his strength on his limbs can he strengthen his body."
The huge tail of the mermaid black is shaken and shaken, and it is constantly wandering in the bubble space. The mouth is still spitting a small bubble, revealing a glimpse of appreciation.
At the entrance of the liquid, Ding Ning felt a majestic force, rushing into his body with an unstoppable momentum, and an uncontrollable rampage in his meridians, constantly tearing his meridians and flesh and blood.
The pain that seemed like a thousand knives made him squat, and he couldn't wait to faint immediately, but he couldn't faint, so that he could only awake to understand the torture of the blunt knife.
I want to squat but I can’t get out. I want to faint but I can’t faint. Even if I want to die, I can’t die. Ding Ning only has the right to cry.
But when he just squeezed out his tears, he found that his eyes were black. The huge potion suddenly rushed into his eyes, making his eyes look like needles. He hurt his fists subconsciously.
He shook his head desperately, trying to relieve the pain of the eyes, but then the eardrum seemed to be pierced with a needle, and the painful mouth opened his mouth and wanted to scream.
You can have a mouth, more liquids rushing into it, rushing into his body in a mad madness destroys everything that can be destroyed.
Eyes, mouth, nose, teeth, ears, tongue, throat, blood, flesh, bones, meridians, pancreas...
Immediately, the internal organs were violently torn apart. The blood of Ding Ning spewed out like a money-free one, mixed with the liquid, and then entered his body with his mouth, so that he really realized it. What is a survival can not be killed.
Ding Luoxue looked at Ding Ning, who was like a person, and his distressed tears, but she knew that even a fish man couldn’t help him now, and everything depended on him.
The liquid has fallen by half. Ding quietly lies at the bottom of the furnace and is like a dead man. He bears the cruelest torture in this world. It is not that he does not want to struggle, but he can’t move a finger at the moment. Only allow blood to spurt into the liquid, and then enter the body with the liquid... and then with the blood flowing out... and then with the liquid medicine swallowing back... looping back and forth, constantly reciprocating.
It hurts, there is no place in the body, inside and outside, and there is no pain in the inside and outside. Even the hard bones after his mutation are broken under the violent medicinal power. He feels like he is being torn and crushed by a little bit. Ragdoll, there is no room for rebellion, can only sit on the sidelines, waiting for the judgment of this fate, this kind of powerless feeling is similar to the eyes of Xuanji who died before, so that his heart is full of smoldering anger and depression.
"Booming..."
The nine fire-breathing faucets descended as the level of the liquid medicine dropped, and a high temperature enough to melt the steel was finally sprayed onto the dying Ding Ning.
Ding Ning, who is already numb, is looking at the blazing flames of the nine dragon faucets. Instead, he reveals a touch of relief. At this moment, he finally realized why Xuan Ji was bent on his death. This is not the case. The sin that man can suffer.
Soon, will it be vaporized? It is finally over.
Ding Ning's spirit has begun to smash, and there is a ghost in front of him. The hot high temperature constantly evaporates the liquid and his body, letting him face death.
At this time, a stream of clear flow in his mind, so that his embarrassing thoughts suddenly wake up.
When he wants to swear, "What the is it, let the old man go quietly?", a slogan into a golden character is printed into his mind.
"The wild squad"?
Ding Ning instantly woke up, and the sly Chiyou wanted to use him as a weapon to refine it.
He wants to cry, roaring wildly in his heart, Chiyou boss, your old man has turned himself into a monster, you will not want to make me such a handsome and handsome younger generation into a monster?
Between death and the monster, Ding Ning has no choice but to choose a monster. Isn't it to make himself a weapon?
Laozi refining is that it is better to live than to die, but the beauty of the brothers, it is estimated that they will not be embarrassed with such a monster in the future, feeling so sad.
Ding Ning was crying and mourning, meditation on the mouth of "The Wild Desolation", a strange force flowed through his body, and the violent medicinal force immediately became a docile little sheep when it touched that force.
The broken bones began to reorganize, the ruptured internal organs began to heal, the broken meridians began to repair, and the smashed flesh began to repair...
Nine faucets are still spraying the flames constantly, and the hot high temperature constantly burns Ding Ning's body, constantly roasting his whole body, and turning out the impurities that he has been cleaned up by the whole body.
Ding Ning has no side to heart, constantly running "The Wild Desolation", which ignores the pain of repairing the body and roasting at high temperatures.
After experiencing the pain of non-human beings, the pain is now only for him in pediatrics, completely within his tolerance.
With the constant operation of the "Desperate Forces", the drug washed every piece of flesh and blood around him, and the impurities were washed out, and then the high temperature caused by Kowloon evaporated.
The pain gradually faded, replaced by the itching caused by the repair of the whole body injury, Ding Ning shuddered, this kind of itch is more difficult than the previous pain.
Bao Yuan Shouyi, calm and calm, he forced his attention to focus on the operation of "The Wild Desolation", not thinking about the kind of itching from the bones.
I don't know how long it took, and Kowloon finally stopped the spit flame. Ding Ning felt that the itching felt like a tide, and the unprecedented power felt filled with every cell he had.
"what!"
Ding Ning suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes turned out to be more than three feet more than a shot of the gods.
Too comfortable, too cool, too strong, Ding Ning grew up, could not help but screamed a long shout, but still can not hold the body's sense of power.
The energetic and inexhaustible, let him rise to the sky, and a slap in the face.
"嘭", this time Dingga no longer has the way to shut him down, was hit by a punch.
"Whatever he is, he dared to use Laozi as a weapon, and Laozi is now a great success. You must teach you well."
Ding Ning squatted, standing on the edge of the Ding Dingkou in Kowloon, screaming at the 18 stone carvings.
The surge in power has made his confidence expand, and he feels that he can fly the stone sculpture with a punch.
Isn't it 18 stone carvings? Although he now knows that these stone carvings are good intentions, he is unhappy in his heart, so he has to find this scene.
At the foot of the Dingkou, Ding Ning's imposing manner to the nearest stone carving, have to fight this stone carving can not be played, let you take Laozi as a weapon, hehe!
then……
Ten minutes later, Ding Ning’s nose was swollen and his head was swollen, curled up and squatted in front of the Kowloon Ding, and was smashed by eighteen stone carvings.
The unilateral group was finally over, and the stone carvings did not happen with anything. Everybody went back to the clay pottery.
Ding Ning was crying and sullen, rubbing the blood on the corners of his mouth and nose, pointing at the stone carvings, and his face was angry and angry: "You are shameless, even playing the group, you can't fight, bully."
It is a pity that the stone carvings look at the nose, nose and mouth, and look at the heart. There is no one to take care of him, so that Ding Ning feels tired.
He didn't think of anything. After his strength surged, he was full of self-confident and provocative stone carvings. He really took the upper hand at the beginning, and three punches shattered a stone sculpture.
This made his confidence increase greatly. He felt that a stone sculpture was not enough, so he at the same time provoked three stone carvings. After he smashed three stone carvings and continued to challenge other stone carvings, he discovered that the stone carvings that had been smashed by him did not know anything. When the time was restored, it was good. The seven stone sculptures attacked him at the same time, leaving him at a disadvantage.
Even so, he can barely support, but as the scope of the battle grows larger, he finally spreads to other stone carvings, causing him to be beaten by eighteen stone carvings.
If this is the only way he can use the speed to kill these guys in turn, but these perverted stone carvings also bring their resurrection skills, and they will not win if they get old, so he recognizes the reality and simply wins his head. .
Although he did not succeed in revenge, he felt very awkward, but he actually felt the strength of the body. The previous stone carving could kill him with a punch.
But now the stone carving is on him, just a pain, it can be seen to what extent his flesh is strong, and it must not be the same as before.
What excites him the most is that he has not become a monster, and he can do what he likes with his beloved beauty.
"Hey, I am in a good mood, I don't care about you. Sooner or later, I will break all of you, so that you will not be able to resurrect even the resurrection."
Ding Ning said with a blank face.
With a forceful fist, there was a sound of air being pinched, and Ding Ning felt the strength of his body, showing a satisfied smile, before the bitterness, not eating.
A message from the inexplicable thoughts in my mind and a "wild refinement" that made Ding Ning like a cold water poured out of her head, her face immediately smashed down and became bitter than bitter gourd. .
The message told him that "The Wild Desolation" was divided into nine majors. He has now reached the first weight after the first quenching of the body, and the physical strength has reached the physical strength of the Wuzu underage fighters. It is necessary to enter the next layer of the Witch God Palace to continue cultivation.
The physical strength of underage fighters? The physical strength of underage fighters? The physical strength of underage fighters?
Ding Ning’s mind repeatedly echoed this sentence, so I wanted to cover my face and cry. This powerful body turned out to be the physical strength of the underage witch warrior. Can Laozi speak MMP?
What scares him the most is that there are still eight such painful refining bodies. Ding Ning wants to cry without tears and refers to the sky roaring: "You are a bastard, you are not happy to play with Laozi, right?"