Chapter 2390: Mito

Ding Ning finally found the distance. Wherever she was willing to separate from her, she ran away in the direction she wanted, and wanted to ask her to ask what was going on.
But he didn't want to fight, but some people didn't want him to leave. A bald bald man in red dress smiled and patted his head with a palm.
This demigod-level strongman is only the pinnacle demigod level, but in this battlefield it is also extremely powerful. This palm is full of confidence. The kid who seems to have no breath fluctuating in front of him, will surely be buried in him. Under this palm.
Not far from Ding Ning, a demigod dressed in white shouted loudly and reminded, "Hurry up, that's Chiwu, the three disciples of Lord Mita, we can't compete."
Ding Ning stunned for a moment, but did not expect someone to remind himself so kindly, and then he woke up. At the moment, he was wearing white clothes. Although the style was different, he was definitely regarded as his own by the white demigod.
This reminded him suddenly, it seemed that Li was also wearing a white dress, and the white demigod should be the same camp as Li.
In the area where the super masters battled before, their clothes were all varied, and even he didn't see how they distinguished the enemy from the enemy.
But this low-level battle area is different. There are only two camps in white and red. There is a clear distinction between the two camps. There is no need to worry about standing in the wrong team.
Seeing that Chi Chi's palm was about to fall, and Ding Ning seemed to be scared and stupid, there was no reaction at all. Then he kindly reminded his white demigod to show a look of unbearable sight. He sighed secretly in his heart. Wu, it is estimated that they can only give up resistance, let it be slaughtered.
But at the next moment, he widened his eyes in horror, almost opening his mouth to fit a big duck egg.
What did he see? The guy he thought was mortal before was just a lightly waved hand, and Chi Wu, who could not compete in his eyes, exploded into a blood mist, and his bones were gone.
Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he wondered if he had hallucinations.
That's Chiwu, Chiwu, the most cruel and arrogant and most talented disciple of Lord Mita, who reached the peak of the demi-god in less than five hundred years. The strong escaped their lives and became famous.
But now, the murderous Chiwu is as unbearable as a native chicken and dog in the hands of this guy who does not show the mountains and the water. If it is not for his fear of Chiwu, he has always been watching him in secret, surely it is Chi Wu, otherwise, he has to wonder if the Chiwu that has been turned into blood mist is fake.
Ding Ning shook his fist, it seemed that he had become stronger again. Although he could easily kill the Peak Demigod before, he had to spend some effort, but now, it is really easy to kill the Peak Demigod.
Is it because of the inheritance of the law of the human crown? This made Ding Ning reveal a thoughtful look, a detailed perception, and found that it really seemed to be the case.
At this moment, various laws in his body are intertwined, clearly he has never felt these laws, and even some laws he has never heard of, but he can call them as he likes, as if he has realized tens of millions of those laws. Year-old.
How is this going? Does the human crown also help people understand the law? This gave him a feeling of taking advantage of Tianda.
You know, he is taking the road of medicine, which is all-encompassing. Of course, the law of enlightenment is more good.
Of course, even without these rules, he can easily break into the spirit with the basic rules of the five elements and light and darkness, but he also needs to constantly perceive other rules in the later period. If he wants to break through immortality, he does not know that it will be the year of the monkey.
Well now, it is equivalent to picking up hundreds of laws and feelings from Bai, and saving him the hard work of countless years. If he wants, he can easily break the mirror at any time and become a real powerhouse.
But he has a faint intuition that can't tell the truth. If he breaks into God now, he may regret it in the future. Although he doesn't know why there is such an idea, he feels that it is better not to break for the time being for the sake of stability.
Strongly resisting the impulse to break into God, Ding Ning noticed that the white demigod who reminded him before was under siege by five demigods. Although there were only five ordinary demigods, the white demigod was just stepping into the top demigods. The level is not enough, the strength is not much stronger than the ordinary demigod, and under the siege, the danger is surrounded by danger, and it may fall at any time.
"Master, it's him, and the three younger brothers were killed by him."
Just as he was ready to help, a voice made him frown slightly and turned his head to look around. He saw a middle-aged bald man in red and half-god pointing at himself with a grudge, pointing at a man in a red robe Bald old man testified.
"Boy, dare to kill my loved one, I will peel your skin, remove your bones, take out your tendons, dig out your heart, and reassure Chiwu's spirit in heaven."
The red robe and cassock on the bald old man were very similar, but the greasy expression on his face didn't show the kindness and compassion that the monk should have, and roared fiercely and viciously.
"Miduo, you have crossed the boundary, this is not the area you should come from."
Two men in white suits running into the gods ran over, staring at Namita with an ugly face and shouting.
Mituo smiled contemptuously and said coldly: "People fight against soldiers, they will fight against each other. This is just to avoid the mass agreement between the two sides to massacre the low-level disciples on both sides. I love the disciple. If I do n’t avenge his hatred for him, how can I remove the hatred in my heart, you give up, otherwise do n’t blame me for not obeying the agreement, even killing you together.

The two men in white were pale, and one of them, a middle-aged man with moles on his lips, argued angrily: "Your apprentice killed so many of us, and we didn't let the strong man kill you apprentice? Die, why can't your apprentice die? What is this shit? "
"Yes, you have no eyes, no life, no death. If you have to break the agreement, don't blame me for telling our strong man to kill you."
Another younger man in white also shouted in silence.
A flash of cold color flashed in the eyes of Mituo, although he didn't take it seriously, but when Mituo said reason again, there was a dark smile on his face: "Okay, then look at your strength. There are more people, or there are more strong people on our side. "
Before the words had been settled, Mi Tuo suddenly attacked. Although he said beautifully on his mouth, he was afraid that he would be targeted by the strong man of the other party to hunt him down. , The other party is left with only a strong level of God, he is confident that he can not even send out the signal for help.
After all, he is the strong man at the peak of the gods, and these two white-clothed gods are just the beginning of the gods, and the help signal is in the hands of the two of them. As long as they are killed, and everyone is killed, who will know this is Did he do it?
You have to know that the battlefield is vast, and the area divided by battle alone must be calculated in units of 10,000. It is normal for the entire military to annihilate the combat area of ​​the low-level warriors. As long as there is no proof of death, no one can take him.
Ding Ning has listened to ignorance. Shouldn't the two sides go to war if you live or die? No matter what the strength is, why the battle here is still divided into rank areas, and there are protection agreements for the low-level warriors. It is also very humanized.
If it wasn't before, I saw those super strong houses
Forgetting life and death, when it really fell like rain, he was somewhat doubtful whether this battle was a game for both sides, focusing mainly on military training.
But although he was dumbfounded, he always kept his vigilance and paid close attention to Mituo. After all, this thief was bald and brutal. At first glance, he was a arrogant and arrogant man. He was by no means a ruled master.
Sure enough, as expected, the thief was not only arrogant and arrogant, he was also shameless, and even resorted to the inferior means of sneak attack.
Although he was unfamiliar with the two white clothes, but because they were in a camp, and for his own sake, he would never watch them accidentally.
What's more, to what extent has his strength soared, even he himself is unclear. The Miao who is at the peak of God is his best touchstone at present.
The middle-aged man in white did not expect that Mituo was so despicable. While still negotiating, he suddenly made a sneak attack. His face changed dramatically and he shouted "despicable", and the power of cultivation broke out in an instant. In front of you.
But his eyes are full of sorrow and despair, he is only in the middle of the gods, and he has a huge gap with the strength of Mita. Not to mention the hasty confrontation, even if he is fully prepared, he may not be able to stop his full blow. It can be said that he is in front of his brother, and he is ready to sacrifice.
Seeing this, Ding Ning admired the character of the man in white even more and moved without hesitation.
graft.
Mi Tuo put a heavy palm on the enemy's chest. He smiled and killed the younger white man without looking.
"Slap me and want to go. Isn't it too beautiful?"
A faint voice suddenly sounded, which surprised Mituo.
In the corner of his eyes, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glance at the middle-aged man in white who was supposed to die under his palm, standing unscathed in front of him five or six meters away, looking at him with a puzzled face.
This caused him to die, his spine numb, and a breath of air rushed towards the heavens. Although he hadn't figured out what was going on, he knew there was a demon if something went wrong. The strong threat of death made him not The hesitation exploded out of a heavy blood, and a blood-colored Buddha descended from the sky into a blood-colored armor to protect his whole body.
At the same time, there was no pause at all, and a giant clawed head was waved into the head of the young white man with a dull face.
Don't look at his arrogance and arrogance, but he is really good at judging the situation. If he sees the situation is not good, he will just go away, otherwise he can't live to the present.
So he is very clear that a person who can take him a hand and have nothing at all is definitely not a match that he can match. This blood shackle is a form of magical power he masters. Even enemies who are also at the peak of God do not dare to ignore it at this moment. He did not seek to injure people, only to force the young man in white to give him a way to escape.
Although the young man in white was a strong player in the early stages of his initiation, he was obviously just recently promoted. Both the combat experience and the on-the-spot reaction were half a beat slower than those of the same level.
In addition, there were so many accidents between the electric light and the flint, which made him dizzy, and he was still in incredible shock. The blood before the eyes finally woke up, and his first reaction was not to escape, but his face changed dramatically. It's terrified to raise his arms and cover his head.
"Brother ..."
The middle-aged man in white finally woke up and groaned inexplicably. He was rushing to rescue without any care, and he felt a flower in front of him. The scene that happened to him before him was repeated again, and his brother suddenly rescued himself The young man instantly switched positions, making his sorrow abruptly stop.