: 1810 Tongling Road

But the next moment, he will stop.
What about your own body? Why is the body gone, only the transparent body? Is it dead?
Thinking of this, Ding Ning’s heart was filled with sadness, and I didn’t expect to hang it like this.
The wish of his family reunion has not yet been fulfilled. The promise of marrying his own woman has not been fulfilled. He has not seen the child in his own belly, and he has not seen his sister born in October to give birth to his son, Nono. , Lingyun, falling snow, Xiaoyan... What should they do? Do you keep your life alive?
This made him sorrowful, utterly disillusioned, and his mind was blank, and his soulless wandering in this horrible battlefield.
Numerous horrible attacks and aftershocks swept over him. He did not mean to hide. People died, and what remains to be done?
If you increase your own pain, it is better to let these fighting aftermath annihilate your own soul, so that you do not live in endless thoughts and pains.
But those attacks that seemed to be enough to destroy everything fell on him, and it didn't hurt. It didn't feel like a breeze. This made him almost squirt out of old blood.
MD, Laozi’s pants are off, but you are telling me that my aunt is coming. Isn’t it that I want to die?
At this time, the entire battlefield suddenly quieted down, and the changed Yaque was silent.
Ding Ning looked up and looked at it, but found that everyone on the entire battlefield looked at him with a straight eye, and made him feel a hair.
Can these guys see themselves? Ding Ning was surprised to think that the subconscious looked down at his transparent body. Is there anything unusual?
Immediately, I looked up and looked at these super powers that were so powerful and unimaginable. The innocent eyes were screaming: "You continue, what are you looking at?"
"Psychic tires, really a psychic tire, this is good, we don't have to fight to fight."
A young man in the Qing robes who exuded the horror of the sword was staring at Ding Ning with a sigh of trepidation.
"Great, with a psychic tire, we don't have to fight for an opportunity to fight, hahaha."
A sturdy, burly, sturdy, sturdy man with a slap in the face, sitting on the floor, laughing, laughing and tears flowed down.
The excited people suddenly silenced, watching the land of the corpse, and the sadness on his face.
"What are you talking about? What a psychic tire?"
Ding Ning asked with a stern face. It is really unclear what the situation is. Isn’t he dead, but the soul has not dissipated, and it has become a psychic tire.
It is a pity that no one answered him, as if he did not hear his words at all. His face was filled with sadness and began to converge on the body of his friend and brother. The atmosphere became silent and depressed.
Ding Ning suddenly understood that these people can only see themselves, but they can't hear what they said, which makes him faintly feel bad.
Tongling road tires?
a chance?
What are these guys talking about?
Also, it is said that when a person dies, he will go out of his soul and enter the yin-cao to reincarnate, but why he came here with a faint confession, and he also encountered such a group of inexplicable lunatics.
No, it’s wonderful to leave here quickly.
Thinking of this, Ding Ning immediately turned around and did not hesitate to run down the road.
"We are not a devil, nor a god. We are only practicing a little adult. Unlike the innate gods that have swallowed up the origins of the heavens and the earth, there is no need to kill and kill for a vain legend. Let's stop."
The old man with a sword wearing a green robe silently collected
The body of a strong human being, turned and looked at a group of men and women who were full of indifference.
Ding Ning was shocked and couldn't help but stop, the innate gods? Could it be that the men and women who exude ruthless indifference are the legendary congenital gods?
This made him all stunned. Didn't he die, but he couldn't make it through? And it is too ridiculous to pass through the early period.
Although he had experienced the experience of crossing, he suddenly passed to the early period of the Demon War, and he still made him unbelievable.
"There have been too many people dead, including your innate spirits. Although they are said to be immortal, they are not really immortal. Let's stop. Otherwise, even if we all die here, you can't ask anything."
A white dress on one body has been swayed by the beautiful woman who is stained with blood, threatening.
"Humph!"
A long boy like a gourd in the congenital spirit snorted, and said sternly: "We are not afraid of you, but now that the psychic birthplace has already appeared, there is no need to fight with you."
A mouth-sworded sword, the body of a beast that emits golden light, spit out words, and made a metal-like voice: "Yes, if you hit the end, you guys will all die here, since the psychic Already appear, I can agree to the fight, but I have conditions."
"Conditions? I am embarrassed, we have killed so many people, but also took the initiative to take a step, you even dare to mention the conditions, come and come, since I want to fight, I will accompany you to play to the end, I would like to see, you Congenital spirits, is it really not dead?"
A black-faced man with a huge knife carrying a giant knife stepped forward, exuding the horrible pressure, and his face was disdainful.
"If you want to fight, then continue? Who is afraid of who?"
A congenital like a lion-like monster is not willing to show a step forward, glaring at the black-faced man.
"Hey!"
The powerful humans have pulled out their weapons and formed a confrontation with the innate gods. The atmosphere that has just eased has changed again and again, and it is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"stop!"
"Do you stop!"
One of the strong humans, the old man in a rags, and the long-haired man in the congenital gods, who are as beautiful as a woman, shouted.
The two men seemed to have high prestige in their respective camps. As soon as they spoke, the two sides took back their weapons and glared at each other.
"Cough, absolutely, what do you say?"
The old man in the cloth looks like a weak wind in the wind, but when he speaks, he exudes a rhyme. The whole person is like a world, so that everyone can't dare to take a nap.
The handsome man who is absolutely famous smiles slightly. The face without human feelings at the moment is like ice and snow melting, making people feel like spring breeze, but the words are extremely strong: "Hey, we both have already died a lot of people, this Once, but you humans have entered our Heavenly Palace. Although the Psychic Dow has already appeared, can't it be done in this way?"
"Hey! Don't say those high-sounding words, have we been forced into the Heavenly Palace not forced by you? Since you can set up the battlefield in the world and break the flood of the mainland, why can't we kill the Heavenly Palace?"
The beautiful woman said in an unspeakable way.
I didn’t even look at her, but just stared at the old man in a careless manner, waiting for his answer.
Picking up his eyes, a pair of old well-waveless old eyes stared at the dead, an invisible pressure filled, let the congenital gods frown, look at the jealousy, secretly made a big hit ready.
It’s like it’s not feeling like it’s still a casual watch.
Love, no retreat and contempt.
The invisible confrontation between the two people made the atmosphere of the scene tense again. Whether it was the Terran or the Congenital Spirit, they subconsciously clenched their weapons and stood ready to go.
Ding Ning knows that they can't hurt themselves even if they are so powerful, but the terrible momentum still makes him subconsciously hold his breath, and even the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.
"Ha ha ha, it is worthy of being the first of the first spiritual treasure, the old and the self-deprecating, say, what are your conditions?"
The old man in the cloth suddenly laughed, like the spring rain, letting the atmosphere of the scene suddenly disappeared and became easier.
It’s just that the strong face of the human side is very ugly. If you say this, it means that he has fallen into the wrong direction with the absolute competition. This is what they are unwilling to accept.
Can be the first strong person of the human race, but also the patron saint of the human world, even he is not an absolute opponent, how can they?
The soothing atmosphere made Ding Ning subconsciously relieved, but his heart was a little sad. Did humans compromise like this?
Although the innate gods are mostly human figures except for a few monsters, they are essentially the Tongtian Lingbao that was transformed after the chaos of some of the origins of the chaos, which really made him unable to produce closeness.
In the human camp, although there are many strange and alien creatures and beasts, he is psychologically more inclined to the human race.
I grinned and whispered softly: "There is no condition, but the Heavenly Palace is the Tongtian Lingbao that we have joined together to sacrifice. You are so troubled, the Tiangong is ruined, and there is no compensation."

Ding Ning didn't know if he was illusory. When he was open and soft, he always felt like he was quietly sighing. Although he couldn't clearly know the specific details of the two people's momentum confrontation at his current level, he could never It is seen in the reaction that even if it has the upper hand, it is not as easy as it seems on the surface.
This made him feel admired for the simmering oil, and he was able to cultivate with the human body to the point of competing with the innate gods. How much hard work can be imagined.
"Let's say, what compensation is needed, as long as we can get it out, we will give it."
I said very very bachelor, but the words are full of mystery. I can give it out. If you can’t get it, you can’t blame us.
In fact, he couldn't figure out what he wanted. He was a congenital and they didn't have anything. What human beings can see.
Could it be...
Under the conscious look of Ding Ning, one of the hearts is tight, is he wanting a psychic birth?
But he quickly relieved, and the psychic tires are not his, even if he promised no use, the psychic tires are innate and have their own choices, that is not what he can say.
"I want to make up the sky."
But unexpectedly, everyone said an alternative answer.
This sentence is so shocking that the face of the strong people of the family has changed dramatically, and the old face that has just stretched out has suddenly become serious.
But I don’t know that the most shocked people are not them, but Ding Ning’s eyes wide open, and Tianshi? Isn't it the stone man who never left?
Legend has it that the Tianshi Stone is a multi-colored stone that was refining the maiden maiden when it was filled with the sky. Can the female priest not be a mythical figure in the ancient times? Here is the beginning of the period, how can there be Tianshi?
This makes Ding Ning feel like a time and space disorder, too early, ancient, chaotic universe, three realms, what kind of connection is there?
Is it that the Tianshi Stone they said is not the one that the son-in-law refines? Only this explanation can be said.