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1810 Psychic Road Tire

But the next moment, he was stunned.

What about my body? Why is my physical body gone and only my transparent soul body? Could it be that I am already dead?

Thinking of this, Ding Ning felt sad in his heart. He didn't expect that he would die like this.

His wish to reunite his family has not yet come true, his promise to obtain a marriage certificate with his women has not yet been fulfilled, he has not yet seen the birth of the child in Du Xing's belly, and he has not yet seen his sister give birth to his son in October, Nono.

, Ling Yun, Luo Xue, Xiao Yao... what should they do? Should they remain widows for the rest of their lives?

This made him grief-stricken, despairing of all thoughts, his mind went blank, and he wandered aimlessly in this terrifying battlefield in despair.

The aftermath of countless terrifying attacks swept towards him, but he had no intention of avoiding it. Everyone was dead, so what was he still doing with his consciousness?

It only increases your own pain. It is better to let the aftermath of these battles destroy your soul, so as to avoid living in endless longing and pain.

But those attacks that seemed capable of destroying everything fell on him, but they were neither painful nor itchy, as if he felt nothing like the breeze blowing on his face. This made him almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

MD, I even took off my pants, but you fucking told me that my aunt is here, don’t you think you can die even if you want to?

At this moment, the entire battlefield suddenly became quiet and became silent.

Ding Ning looked up blankly, only to find that everyone on the battlefield was looking directly at him, which made him feel terrified.

Can these guys see themselves? Ding Ning thought in surprise, subconsciously looking down at his transparent body, there was nothing abnormal?

He immediately raised his head in confusion and looked at these unimaginably powerful superpowers, blinking innocently: "You guys go on, why are you looking at me?"

"The psychic Tao fetus is really a psychic Tao fetus. It's better now. We don't have to fight back and forth anymore."

An old man in green robes, exuding terrifying sword intent, stared at Ding Ning with blazing eyes and shouted with a trembling voice.

"That's great. With the psychic Taoist fetus, we don't have to fight for that opportunity, hahaha."

A burly man with a stubble on his face, a burly body, and eyes like copper bells sat down on the ground and burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face as he laughed.

Those excited people suddenly fell silent, looking at the bloody earth strewn with corpses, with sadness on their faces.

"What are you talking about? What kind of psychic Taoist fetus?"

Ding Ning asked with a confused look on his face. He really didn't understand what was going on. Didn't he die? His soul had not dissipated. How could he become a psychic fetus?

Unfortunately, no one answered him, as if they didn't hear his words at all. With a look of sadness on their faces, they began to collect the corpses of their friends and brothers, and the atmosphere became silent and depressing.

Ding Ning suddenly realized that these people could only see him, but could not hear what he said, which gave him a vague feeling of something bad.

Psychic Taoist Fetus?

An opportunity?

What on earth are these guys talking about?

Also, it is said that after death, the soul will leave the body and enter the underworld to be reincarnated, but why did I come here in a daze and meet such a group of inexplicable lunatics?

No, it's better to leave here quickly.

Thinking of this, Ding Ning immediately turned around and ran away without hesitation.

"We are not demons, nor gods. We have only become adults through cultivation. Unlike you, the innate gods who have devoured the origin of heaven and earth, there is no need to fight for life and death for an illusory legend. Let's just give it up."

The old man wearing a green robe and wielding a sword silently put away his sword.

He picked up the corpse of a strong human race man, turned around and looked at a group of men and women who exuded an aura of indifference and said.

Ding Ning was shocked and couldn't help but stop. Innate gods? Could it be that those men and women exuding ruthless and indifferent auras are the legendary sub-innate gods?

This made him completely confused. Did he not die, but traveled through time? And he still traveled to the beginning of time, which is too ridiculous.

Although he had had the experience of traveling through time before, he still couldn't believe that he was suddenly transported to the beginning of the war between gods and demons.

"Too many people have died, including your innate gods. Although they claim to be immortal, they are not really immortal. Let's just stop here. Otherwise, even if we all die here, you won't get any benefits."

A beautiful woman whose white dress was stained red with blood spoke decisively and threateningly.

"snort!"

One of the innate gods, a boy who looked like a gourd baby, snorted coldly and said in a stern voice: "It's not that we are afraid of you, but now that the psychic Tao fetus has appeared, there is no need to fight to the death with you."

A strange beast holding a sword in its mouth and glowing with golden light spoke human words, making a sonorous sound like metal: "Yes, if we really fight to the end, all of you will definitely die here. Since the psychic Tao fetus

has appeared, I can agree to strike, but I have conditions."

"Conditions? Damn, we have killed so many people and we took the initiative to give in. You still dare to raise conditions. Come on, come on. Since you want to fight, I will fight with you to the end. I want to see what you bullshit are like.

Are the innate gods truly immortal?"

A dark-faced man with a huge sword on his back stepped forward, exuding terrifying pressure, and said with disdain.

"If you want to fight, then continue? Who is afraid of whom?"

Not to be outdone, an innate spirit that looked like a lion-like monster stepped forward and glared at the black-faced man.

"Zheng!"

The strong human beings drew their weapons one after another and formed a confrontation with the innate gods. The atmosphere that had just relaxed suddenly became tense again, filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"stop!"

"Everyone stop it!"

An old man wearing coarse clothes among the strong human beings and a long-haired man with picturesque features and handsome features like a woman among the innate gods shouted together.

These two people seemed to have high prestige in their respective camps. As soon as they spoke, both sides took back their weapons angrily and glared at each other unwillingly.

"Ahem, Jue, what do you say?"

The old man in cloth clothes seemed to be as frail as his old age, but when he spoke, he exuded a trace of charm, and his whole person seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, making everyone dare not underestimate him.

The handsome man with the most famous name smiled slightly, and his face that was devoid of any human emotion was like ice and snow melting away at this moment, making people feel like a spring breeze, but his words were extremely strong: "Li, many people have died on both sides of us.

Once, you humans entered our heavenly palace. Although the psychic Tao fetus has appeared, you can't just pretend that nothing happened, right?"

"Hmph! Don't say those high-sounding words. Were we not forced to enter the Heavenly Palace by you? Since you can set up the battlefield in the human world and tear the ancient continent into pieces, why can't we enter the Heavenly Palace?"

The beautiful woman said angrily after hearing this.

Jue didn't even look at her, he just stared at the old man in cloth casually, waiting for his answer.

Lu narrowed his eyes, and stared at Ze with a pair of ancient and unwavering eyes. An invisible coercion filled the air, causing the innate gods to frown, looking at Lu with fear, and secretly prepared to fight.

Prepare.

But it seemed as if he didn't feel anything, and he still had that careless expression.

Love, looking at each other without giving in at all.

The invisible confrontation between the two made the atmosphere at the scene become tense again. Whether they were human beings or innate gods, they subconsciously clenched their weapons and were ready to attack. If something went wrong, they would fight at any time.

Although Ding Ning knew that no matter how powerful they were, they would not be able to harm him at all, the terrifying momentum still made him hold his breath subconsciously, and he did not even dare to take a breath.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the transformed god of the first innate spiritual treasure. I am ashamed of myself. Tell me, what conditions do you have?"

The commoner old man suddenly burst into laughter, like a spring breeze turning into rain, which made the depressing atmosphere of the scene disappear and become relaxed.

It's just that the strong men on the human side all looked ugly. Since Liu said this, it meant that he was at a disadvantage in the battle with Jue, which they were unwilling to accept.

Kelu is the strongest person in the human race and the patron saint of the human world. Even he is not an absolute opponent, so what can they do?

The soothing atmosphere made Ding Ning subconsciously relax, but he felt a little sad in his heart. Could it be that human beings have compromised like this?

Although most of the innate gods are in human form except for a few that look like monsters, in essence they are just heavenly spiritual treasures that transformed after devouring part of the original power when Chaos first emerged, which really makes it impossible for him to get close to them.

In the human camp, although there are many strange aliens and beasts, psychologically, he still prefers the human race.

Jue pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "There are no conditions, but the Heavenly Palace is the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure that we jointly sacrificed. If you make such a fuss and turn the Heavenly Palace into ruins, you can't not get any compensation at all.

"

Ding Ning didn't know if he was misunderstanding. When Liu opened his mouth to soften his words, he always felt that Jue seemed to be quietly relieved. Although at his current level, he was still unable to clearly know the specific details of the confrontation between the two people, but he could learn from Jue.

It can be seen from the reaction that even if you definitely have the upper hand, it is not as easy as it seems on the surface.

This made him admire Liu Yuran. Being able to cultivate as a human being to the point where he can compete with the innate gods, one can imagine how much hard work and sweat it takes.

"Tell me what compensation you want. As long as we can come up with it, we will give it."

Lu said very bachelorly, but his words were full of mystery. He will only give you what you can bring out. If you can't bring it out, you can't blame us.

In fact, he couldn't figure out what Jue wanted. As innate gods, they lacked everything, so how could they value human things.

Could it be...

Lu glanced at Ding Ning subconsciously, and his heart tightened. Could it be that he wanted to channel the Taoist Fetus?

But he soon felt relieved. The psychic Tao fetus was not his. Even if he promised not to fight, it would be of no use. The psychic Tao fetus was born with spirit and had its own choices. That was not something he could have the final say on.

"I want the Sky Mending Stone."

Jue unexpectedly gave an alternative answer.

These words were so shocking that the expressions of the powerful human beings changed drastically, and the old face that had just stretched out suddenly became serious.

But they didn't know that the most shocked person was not them, but Ding Ning. His eyes widened in shock. The Sky-Mending Stone? Isn't it the stone man who never leaves his body?

Legend has it that the Sky-Mending Stone is an extra piece of the five-colored stone that was refined by the Empress Nuwa when she was patching the sky. But wasn’t Nuwa a mythical figure from ancient times? This is the Taichu Period, so how could there be a Sky-Mending Stone?

This gave Ding Ning a feeling of chaos in time and space. What is the connection between the beginning, antiquity, the chaotic universe, and the three realms?
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