Chapter 712, twin girls

Judging from the costumes worn, it should be the strongest of the Chinese gods in the Middle Kingdom. The death of the two is extremely miserable. It is like a five-horse corpse, and the spirits are destroyed. The bodies become pieces of different sizes. Not scattered, blooming brilliance, the corpse contains extremely strong energy fluctuations.
"This is the injury characteristic of the hand that died in the soul of the soul."
Ding Hao and Tianshu quickly determined the cause of death of these two powerful.
After the death of these two people, the body is crystal-clear, at least for a hundred years without decay, at least as a high-ranking martial artist, but it is a tragic death.
Go ahead again.
As time went by, the clouds in the sky became thinner and thinner.
At this time, the circular and strange light door that is like a huge sky is almost completely disappeared. Only the last few are left in the dark light of the heavens and the earth.
Ding Hao guessed that perhaps there are still strong people who are struggling to support, to support their teeth for survival, and to fight with the soul, but no one can help them.
Along the way, Ding Hao will meet the body of the strong human race.
Those who can enter here are all males, and they are considered to be the same family. They should have the dignity of being strong. If Ding Hao walks out of the sacred hall in the future, he can be buried in the outside world or returned to these strong people. The descendants are also a merit.
All the way forward, Ding Hao secretly asked the ancestor and the sword ancestors about the origin of the corpse.
"In ancient times, demons, demons, humans, and giant beasts stood in the world, and it is difficult to distinguish between righteousness and evil. It is said that there is an extremely evil secret law that traps the living beings and exerts the most painful punishment on them, stimulating their spirits. And the senses, until their mental breakdown, over the years, lively, like a slow fire stew, eventually destroying their , save their spirits, and then let these soulless souls kill and devour themselves... Experienced for countless years, Killing hundreds of powerful people can refine a soul, walk between the shadows, ignore the void barrier, and have an incredible assassination ability."
The knife ancestor is introduced in detail.
This kind of evil means, it sounds creepy.
Ding Hao thought about it and had doubts in his heart.
The corpse is indeed a terrible assassination force, but it is only in the space of the ultimate suppression of the sea of ​​Qionglou. If it is in the normal environment of the outside world, it is strong in the face. I am afraid that there will be no threat.
"The corpse that just appeared is only the lowest level of semi-finished products. If you encounter the real best soul, the yin and yang coexist, you can freely switch between virtual and real. At that time, everything is hard to hurt, even the ultimate Bifang. It is also difficult to destroy them by fire. At that time, the strong people of the Wusheng level could not resist this evil existence."
Between the words of the ancestors, the terrible things about the corpse are highly respected.
Ding Hao nodded.
"Why is there such a wicked thing in the ruins of this temple? It is said that the "Sacred Temple" of that year was a hegemony, and it was swaying in the middle of the earth, even provoked [the Middle Ages] Majesty, but it is not the evil path of refining the soul..."
Ding Hao said his doubts.
Jianzu heard the words and said: "This is hard to say. The legends are often the things that catch the wind and catch the shadows. When a sect is suddenly extinct in the extreme prosperity, there must be a way to kill it. I see the eyes of the sky that appeared in the void. The door is definitely not an ordinary illusion or killing, but it is probably a continental domain door, communicating with another continental world. This kind of space door in this kind of ruins can already explain a lot...

Just before Ding Hao’s thoughts in his mind and the second ancestor of the sword, Tian’s uncle, who had been walking in front of him, suddenly made a gesture and stopped.
Ding Hao stopped talking in his mind and looked forward.
It turned out that I finally met other people.
This is four or five strong people from the South to see from the wear, but several people have injuries on their bodies, two of them are extremely heavy, blood flow, bare luck, while the other three face anxiously I don’t know what to do next to me.
"Who?" Hearing the footsteps, a young man with short black hair wearing black simple leather armor and bare-chested bare feet immediately rushed up and shouted with vigilance.
In the eyes of Tianshu, there was a strange color that was extremely difficult to detect. He leaned back and shrugged his shoulders: "Little guy, don't be nervous, hey, pass by, we just pass by, you continue..." Wandering around.
Ding Hao is behind.
However, his gaze has passed from these few wildernesses.
The injured is a white-haired old man, who is also wearing a black leather armor. The lower body is short armor, the arms and legs are exposed, the muscles are dark and strong, as if the cast iron is cast, the neck is injured. Almost directly beheaded, leaving only a trace of fleshy connections...
The old man was full of strange brilliance, sitting cross-legged on the ground, seems to be trying to heal, but the effect is not good, because the broken wound has a black mist, can not be removed, almost the broken head can not heal.
The other injured person is a young man of about twenty years old.
This unfortunate guy is also a short black hair, was struck by a shocking incision, sliding from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, the internal organs were completely smashed, the whole person was almost smashed, the blood was sprayed out of the wound like a spring, the wound There is also a black mist that can't heal.
If it is not the strength of the innate power above the tyrannical, changed to the ordinary warrior, such an injury, has long been a scream.
Ding Hao saw it at a glance, and the injuries of the two men were all left by the corpse.
The black mist that lingers in the wound is obviously the kind of black mist that can be isolated from all the light in the dark light. It can be lingering around the wound, causing the injury to heal...
This scene made Ding Hao feel a move.
I was also injured by the blade of the corpse, and I was almost shackled, but the wound healed quickly and I didn't notice any abnormalities, so I didn't pay attention to it at the time.
Does the black mist actually have such terrible lethality?
Can prevent the wounded healing of the strong?
But why does this lethality have no effect on itself?
Ding Hao couldn’t help but look at it from the side of these people.
The costumes of the Southern Wilderness are completely different from those of the Northern Region and the Middle Kingdom. They are basically worn very little. They are armed with arms and calves. Most people are even barefoot, even the strongest of the Emperor level. No exception, the costumes are extremely simple, not like the style of the robes of the Middle and Northern Territories, the sleeves of the wind, the pursuit of gorgeous and beautiful style.
Among the young people in the South, except for the two injured, there are three people left, two of whom are 16-year-old women.
The skins of these two women did not meet the blackness of the Nanyin men. On the contrary, they were white, such as sheep fat and white jade, white and tender, and the face was extremely small and exquisite. They were rare beauty, and there was a kind of southern woman between the eyebrows. The unique wild atmosphere is full of heroism.
The two wore short plaits, only vaguely covering the plump and tall St. Mary's Peak. The slender and soft white scorpion waist was exposed. The navel was inlaid with red gems, and the enchanting red enamel lingered. Jade, the delicate armor protects the hips between the legs, and the white and slender thighs squint.
The young woman in the South is wearing very little, but she wears a lot of exquisite ornaments. These two girls have a lavender show, wearing at least dozens of delicate silver jewelry, tail tassels, filled with silver. Light, wrists and ankles are also wearing a dozen anklet bracelets, fine workmanship, apparently from the master.
The two girls are beautiful and amazing, standing there quietly, showing the charm of the South Wild woman.
What makes Ding Hao most surprising is that the looks of the two girls are very similar, as if they were poured out in a mold. It seems to be a pair of twin sisters.
"Grandpa, how are you doing? You must hold on, but you must not have anything..."
Both women are panicked, one of them is crying with pears and rain, I see pity.
Ding Hao glanced at him and secretly guessed that the two women looked like they were from a certain disciple of the South Wild Forces. Otherwise, they could not enter here all the way, but they were suppressed here. Ding Hao could not see their true. The martial art is repaired, but if it is the practice of the flesh, it is too far from oneself.
However, it is faintly sensible. Among the five southern wildernesses, the one with the almost broken white hair is the most powerful. The strength of Ding Hao is also somewhat guilty. Even if he is seriously injured, it is like a wounded old man. The behemoth is general and the air is stunned.
The strength of this pair of beautiful girls twins, secondly, staring at the black-haired short-haired young people of Ding Hao and others, although there is no injury, the strength is average, the strength of young people who are almost divided into two should be The lowest one...
Looking at the sadness of the two girls crying, especially the horror and sorrowful expression on the delicate face, Ding Hao could not help but feel a soft heart, inexplicably thought of the long-lost sister Ding Keer.
If she also came here, the relatives and friends around her were injured. With her kind character, she would cry so sad and helpless?
Perhaps the original promise was too heavy, so that every time Ding Hao saw a girl from the South, she always felt more cordial, as if she really saw her sister.
at this time--
"Predecessors, this predecessor, can you save my grandfather and younger brother, you must have a solution, right?" A young girl among the twins suddenly rushed to Tianshu and pleaded.
Today's avatar face of Tianshu, a fairy-skinned bone, a look of a crane-like child's face, gives an unfathomable feeling of immortality. It is no wonder that this girl's subconscious mind will feel that he has the means to heal the black fog.