Chapter 1246 Ancient Temple

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After the failure of the old man, the soul was hit hard again. He couldn’t recover in a short time. He had temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​winning the house and pinned the hope of realm breakthrough on Ding Ning’s body. He would allow him to take risks at this time.
"I just came to inform you, not to ask your opinion."
Ding Ning listened to the old man and even dared to command himself as his elders. He suddenly felt angry and cold. "I have always been a very vengeful person. What about Luhan?"
The old man was silent. Since Ding Ning said this, he said that he already knew it. It was useless to admit it. He just didn't know that he knew he didn't know what he was doing.
"Outside the grandfather? Oh, old screaming, you also match, I am, what stuff!"
Seeing that the old man didn’t say anything, Ding Ning suddenly took a sigh of relief and ironed his face with a roar.
"It’s almost finished, don’t endless, my patience is limited."
The old man also wants to face, and the face of Ding Ning's face is dull, can't help but refute the road, but there is some guilty conscience, and the speech is obviously somewhat guilty.
"Do you have to endure limitedness? Come on, you can do even the anecdotes who have won too much grandchildren. What other shameless things can't do? Come, kill me, you are mean and shameless. The old stupidity of humanity..."
Ding Ning has a screaming scream.
It’s not that he thinks that the old man can’t kill himself when he is injured. It’s that he knows that the old man has been planning for so long. It’s absolutely impossible to give up. He now counts on his own battle with Zhai Peng. This time, it’s definitely not going to work. Kill him.
Seeing Ding Ning already knows what happened to the house, the old man is even more guilty, and he is cheeky and said: "Yes, I am a ghost and want to win you, isn't it not done? Not to mention if you are not me, where can you know? There is another soul hidden in your body? I am also a beating to help you eliminate a big hidden danger? It is hurt because of this, you should thank me."
"I am, you still have a face to thank me for your face? What about your cheeks? What are the special demon emperors? I am really ashamed of your grandchildren."
Ding Ning was almost laughed, and the anger was irresponsible.
"Even if you don't thank you and don't have to say it, is it hard to listen to it? If I don't win you, can you find that you still live in this body? If it wasn't brought out by me this time, you won't be caught by the big guy sooner or later. She? I won’t win you, but I have no credit and hard work. It’s like this. It’s awkward.

The old man’s cheeks are thicker than the city wall, and he speaks confidently and has no heart.
"Is it even? You are really shameless. I really don't know how I gave birth to you. I knew you this virtue. I used to shoot you in the toilet..."
Ding Ning was mad at the seven-sounding smoke, and the mouth was screaming.
Daddy: "..."
Ding Ning was stunned, and it seemed to be over the fire. This is a special generation.
"Ding...Ning...you...looking...dead..."
The old man was smashed, as if the volcano was about to erupt, and he screamed with a word and a word, and the raging anger of the sky made Ding Ning's bones stunned.
Although I thought that the old man would not kill him, but he was patronizing his mouth and licking his mouth, this is a bad thing. This shameless old thing is really irritating and can really kill himself, even if it is not killed. Have to be disabled.
The hero does not eat before the loss, Ding Ning does not say that he slams and turns away and runs out.
"go to hell!"
The old man was really angry, and the broken big bell trembled a little and snorted.
It turned out to be a sacred attack. Although the worms did not see the power of the confusing beliefs, their huge number was still horrible.
"Looking at your uncle!"
The strong crisis of life and death makes Ding Ning cold and vertical, knowing that there is no hiding, and immediately screaming and screaming, knowing the madness of the gods in the sea, forming a transparent barrier in front of him, but in the end can not block, his heart also No spectrum.
boom!
boom!
boom!
A sound is like the crisp sound of broken glass. The attacking power of the gods is like a broken bamboo. After breaking the three barriers, the stamina is insufficient and quietly dissipates.
Ding Ning suddenly increased his confidence, knowing that he was too arrogant, this demon clock is really a look of goods, the gods attack seems to be tyrannical, but the power is too scattered, only to break the three barriers will not work, Lao Tzu is full of nine Nineteen barriers.
"Come and not be indecent!"
Ding Ning flashed a touch of color in his eyes, although he intended to talk with the old man to discuss cooperation, but now the old instinctively want to take his life, aroused his real fire.
When the gods know, the mental power barrier instantly condenses into hundreds of millions of fine needles, which are like crazy rainflowers.
Half a clock slammed into the blast and struck on the broken clock. The sound of "嗡", the huge waves of the gods formed a circle of ripples, and continued to spread around the center of the broken clock.
Puff puff!
God knows that the swearing of the bamboo, unimpeded penetration of the gods and waves, crazy attack to the main body of the broken clock.
Ding Ning's mouth is smug, not to look at the strength of Laozi's knowledge is not as good as you, but the destructive power is definitely better than you.
But the next moment, his smile stiffened on his face, roaring MMP, turning around and running away.
The original dense and dense needle penetrated the gods and attacked the broken clock. It was like rain hitting the banana leaf, but it did not cause any damage to the broken clock. Instead, it was like a horse-like honeycomb, and the broken bell trembled, igniting the continuous The endless waves of the gods, like the tides, are endless, and the sacred needles that go to the successor are offset by the hardships.
Zhong Rong madly beats the broken clock, and the knowledge of the waves is getting faster and faster. The tides of the waves of the gods are madly impacting the ruined stone carvings and pouring into them.
The stone carving seems to tremble slightly. In an instant, the horrible atmosphere continues to rise. The ancient terrorist will is constantly recovering. The futon has no wind and is automatically suspended in the air; the wooden fish is ringing; the incense burner is self-burning; the broken stone platform is shining...
Ding Ning only felt a flower in front of him, and he was trapped in the ancient dojo.
The solemn and devout monks worshipped in the temple and worshipped the vague statues enshrined in the gods. An old monk with a beard and a white beard was as strict as a sacred scripture, continually tapping Wooden fish.
The sound of wooden fish, the sound of the Sanskrit, the sound of the chanting is endless, and the golden characters are constantly condensing, forming, colliding, disillusioning, cohesive, forming, colliding in the air...
The Fanyin bursts the soul of the people, the vague statues are dignified and majestic, and people can't help but surrender their surrender, and they want to worship and worship my Buddha.
Ding Ning's eyes are stunned, and his numbness stands behind a group of monks. There is a chaos in his brain. He will bow down on his knees. From then on, the ancient Buddha of the Qing Dynasty has lost this life.
In the idol, the face of the old man is faint, with a hot ray in his eyes, staring at the stone man on the chest of Ding Ning, and the color of greed is not concealed.
Just as Ding Ning’s knees were about to bow down to the ground, the stone man on his chest suddenly burst into heat, and the Ding Ning, who lost his heart, suddenly recovered a line of clearness, and his eyes burst into the sultry light: "Daddy, you are looking for death!"
boom!
The vast pressure of the sweeping world, a shadow of the horror of the sky, like the passage of time and space, with the horror of the horrible power, forced the entire temple into the door opened two-thirds of the door.
Hey!
As if something was broken, Ding Ning only felt a flower in front of him and returned to reality.
It’s just that the ancient temples in front of you are dead and dead, and there is no spirituality before. The seven faiths are like the most common things, and they are also missing the slightest spirituality.
Above the gods, only the veteran temperament that is faintly integrated with the stone carvings is languid. Looking at Ding Ning's eyes is full of gloom.
"External Taigong? Is there any means to make it out?"
Ding Ning looked at the old man with the victor's attitude. The surface was not shocked. In fact, he was afraid of the heart, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
He did not think that these seven faiths united together, and even the souls of the sultry people crossed the time and space and returned to the most glorious period of the ancient temples. They used the Fanyin to confuse the mind, and the scripture characters gave people brainwashing, which made people admire and become A mad believer who loses self-awareness.
This time, if it wasn’t for the Shiren police to let him recover a clear line, he would not hesitate to summon the door of will, I am afraid that he is really finished.
Even if it is not dead, it will become a walking dead without thoughts, and the old man will take the opportunity to take the opportunity, which makes him anger in the chest, and for the first time gave birth to a strong murder.
"Is this three bloods? What is that door? How could it be so horrible?"
The old man looked at him and asked him subconsciously.
Even though he is the initiator of the three bodies, he finds that he never seems to really see through this foreign grandson.
His cards are endless, his mystery makes people yearn for it, his power makes people shudder...
For the first time in his life, he gave birth to a remorse for what he did. Perhaps he was really wrong. The power and mystery of the three blood vessels is far beyond his cognition and imagination.
If he is not deliberately trying to take over Ding Ning instead, but relying on his blood and affection to help him with his heart and soul, with Ding Ning's temper, if one day can override the heavens, he will be ill-treated to his foreign grandfather. ?
It is a pity that what is said to be late now, the world has no regrets to sell drugs, he has repeatedly counted Ding Ning, has completely angered him, the identity of the foreign grandfather can not keep him now.
"The Gate of Will."
At this moment, the soul of the old was severely wounded. It was already the end of the strong, and he could no longer pose any threat to him. In the part of his family, Ding Ning did not hide and confess.
"The Gate of Will? It's so good!"
The old eyes reveal the color of yearning. Suddenly they understand that their own path seems to be going wrong. Is the sacredness of God, is it really suitable for the practitioners to walk?
"Get started!"
The old man’s face was relieved, and he closed his eyes and slammed his neck. He didn’t have the power to fight, but it’s not necessary. Ding Ning’s remarks are also his grandson.
Ding Ning showed a complex color in his eyes, but he did not hesitate to take a picture to the old man's head.
The old man only felt a pain in his head, and he fell into a darkness in front of him, completely losing his last consciousness.
I don't know how long it took, and the old man woke up and found himself in a vast starry sky. A quaint and broken temple floated in the void.
In the starry sky, the huge ray of light radiating from the sun shines on the temple. The strong faith contained in the seven faithful vessels has no resistance under the light column, and the black smoke is dissipated.
"Well, let me redeem my sins. I hope this kid will not be angry with his grandmother."
The old smiled, Ding Ning did not kill him, but he was included in this space, it must be hate him to the extreme, not to torture him to die, certainly not reconciled, but how can he? Here he can't even do what he wants to commit suicide, and he can only let Ding Ning do whatever he wants.