"Boy, I hope you can survive this Nanming Lihuo. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will have to spend a lot of effort and specially invite a formation master to decipher this unknown formation to rescue the sons of gods."

The white-haired old man said seemingly compassionately, but his eyes were shining with pleasure.

Rationally, he wanted to capture Ding Ning alive and rescue the Son of God before killing him, but emotionally, he wished he could get rid of him quickly, otherwise, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. This bullshit Nanminglihuo is not authentic at all."

Just when An An and Long Yi were getting ready to attack, and couldn't help but rush to rescue them, Ding Ning's voice full of disgust came from the flames that made people unable to look directly, making the two women relax and almost cry with joy.

The white-haired old man's pupils shrank violently and turned into glows. Unexpectedly, Nan Ming Lihuo couldn't do anything to this kid. If it weren't for him and the trump card that this bastard would be turned into wood soon, he could hardly help but turn around and run away.

After being shocked, the white-haired old man quickly calmed down and praised hypocritically: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Nanming Lihuo couldn't even burn you to death. I really have two brushes."

"Young Master not only has two brushes, but you can use whatever means you have."

Ding Ning said lazily, and walked slowly out of the raging flames. His whole body was burning with black, white and red flames, just like the god of fire coming to the world. The so-called Nanming Lihuo actually retreated like a minister before the king, not daring to come near.

He was helpless in his heart. He wanted to absorb this Nanming Lihuo to see if it could turn into a four-color flame, but he didn't expect that this was not the real Nanming Lihuo at all, but just a simulated fake Nanming Lihuo.

The three-color flames are not even interested in absorbing them.

"The boy is indeed quite capable. He actually possesses a strange fire. No wonder he is not afraid of this Nanming Lihuo. In that case, just keep your eyes open and watch."

The white-haired old man's eyes flickered as he looked at the three-color flames burning on Ding Ning's body with a hint of fear. The three-color flames gave him a strong feeling of palpitations, but it also made him think that he had found something.

Ding Ning was not afraid of the flames, so he immediately gave a sharp shout and moved his steps again, initiating the four-pole killing battle.

It's just different from before. To activate the four-pole killing battle, you only need to move and consume some spiritual energy. This time, both he and the other divine guards are going all out, and the powerful spiritual energy is like a flood.

Like pouring out.

First, the phantom of the green dragon in the east condensed, and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar. The blurry figure gradually became solid, and finally formed a lifelike huge green dragon as if it had materialized, exuding a majestic dragon power.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the white tiger appeared in the west, and it quickly solidified under the crazy attention of the spiritual power. A pair of cold and murderous tiger eyes stared at Ding Ning, and let out a terrifying roar that shook the soul.

The phantom of the Southern Suzaku had not dissipated. At this moment, its body began to expand crazily, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a terrifying firebird that covered the sky. Its blood-red eyes, as clear as rubies, stared at Ding Ning coldly and cruelly, and let out a crisp cry.

The chirping sound is like a king in fire, overlooking its territory.

In the north, a huge basalt shadow with the body of a turtle and a snake tail appeared, emitting a terrifying and terrifying flame. The river behind it flowed backwards, and visions of flooding and disasters frequently appeared.

The four pole beasts all appeared together, and the terrifying pressure swept over the sky. Even the void trembled, as if it could not bear the terrible pressure and would collapse at any time.

The terrifying energy of heaven and earth enveloped Ding Ning, making him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire. Every move he made was extremely laborious, as funny as slow motion.

But even so, his face was still calm and calm, without any trace of panic. The white-haired old man had to secretly admire his state of mind. If it were him in another person,

It is absolutely impossible for someone like this bearded man to remain so calm in the midst of a powerful four-pole killing formation.

Of course, he didn't think that the bearded man really had the power to turn things around so he could be so calm. He just thought that he was deliberately pretending to be calm and calm, but in fact he was already in a panic in his heart to maintain his ridiculous self-esteem.

The pleasure of revenge made the white-haired old man laugh jokingly: "Boy, it's still too late to regret now. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to apologize, and call me grandpa a few more times, maybe I will consider letting you live when I am in a good mood.

"

Ding Ning slowly raised his head, his eyes were unwavering, and he sneered: "You really think this mere Four-pole Killing Formation can do anything to defeat me."

The smile on the white-haired old man's face faded, and he carefully studied Ding Ning's expression in surprise, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't tell where his confidence came from.

The inexplicable irritability made him a little angry, and his face became gloomy: "Huh, since you are still worried about not seeing the Yellow River, I will send you on your way."

Before Ding Ning could say anything, the white-haired old man began to change his steps continuously, pouring huge spiritual power into the four-pole killing array crazily, and shouted: "There are spirits in the four poles, destroy everything."

Following his loud shout, the divine guards began to move in unison, leaving only traces of shadows behind at such a fast speed that the powerful power filled the sky and the ground, and the four-pole beasts let out a thundering roar.

With the roaring sound, the scene in front of Ding Ning changed, as if he was in a world of doomsday destruction.

Suzaku chirped, and volcanoes suddenly erupted. The fiery red magma was like a sea of ​​​​fire, filling up towards him crazily.

Xuanwu raised his head and let out a silent roar. The glacier that appeared behind him suddenly collapsed and turned into a monstrous flood that swept away everything and drowned him instantly.

The green dragon swung its tail, raised its head and roared. Countless duckweeds in the flood suddenly turned into countless withered vines, swarming in like sea snakes, tightly entangled Ding Ning, and dragged him under the water, trying to drown him.

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The white tiger roared, and sprayed out a magical weapon emitting golden glow from its mouth, which exploded towards Ding Ning like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, intending to cut him into pieces.

Half of it was a sea of ​​ice, and half of it was a sea of ​​fire. Ding Ning felt as if half of his body had fallen into an ice cave, and half of his body seemed to be soaked in magma.

If it had been in the past, with his all-element physique that was invulnerable to cold and heat, coupled with his body that was comparable to immortality, he would have been immune to this level of damage.

But now he had to admit that he still underestimated the four-pole killing formation formed by this pseudo-entrancer, because whether it was a sea of ​​fire, ice water, or a golden magic weapon, it actually contained the power of laws.

He was seriously injured in an instant.

Especially the withered vine released by the green dragon seems to be just entangled and not threatening, but in fact it is not the case. Compared to the other three beasts, it causes the most damage.

This guy adheres to his usual insidious style. When Ding Ning didn't take the withered vine seriously at all, sharp thorns as thin as cow hairs suddenly appeared on the withered vine, containing the power of law, and instantly pierced his chest.

skin.

That's all, but that spike contains an extremely weird power. The power is inexplicable. It's not like the law, but it's not the law, but it's more terrifying than the law.

If Ding Ning had to give a definition, Ding Ning felt that the weird power was more like a curse, a curse that ignored defense.

It is not fatal, but it has an extremely annoying effect.

That is weakness, which makes Ding Ning continue to become weaker.

If it weren't for this annoying and difficult curse of weakness, with Ding Ning's body comparable to immortality, even if ice, fire and magic weapons all contain the power of law, it would be at most

It's just a flesh wound on him.

But with this headache-inducing weakness curse, Ding Ning was in tragedy. He could only exert 30% of his strength at most, his physical defense dropped significantly, his spiritual power gradually slowed down, and even his soul seemed to react half a beat slower.

They often react only after being hit hard.

This made Ding Ning complain endlessly, and thanks to his experience of the pain of military training and his endurance that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, these injuries that would make ordinary people want to die are completely within the scope of what he can bear.

But he knew that if he didn't think of a way to break the formation and allowed the damage to continue, even his physically refined body would be weakened to the extreme. If he didn't do anything right, he might really capsize in the gutter today and die here.

roar!

Ding Ning let out a roar that shook the sky. The terrifying sound wave formed a huge shock wave and shook the dead vines wrapped around him into powder. The sea of ​​ice and fire rolled back with a roar, unable to drown him anymore. Those explosions seemed to have no end.

The magical weapons that were shot were also smashed to pieces by the shock wave, turning into little bits of golden light and dissipating.

"Well!"

The divine guards who were activating the formation with all their strength groaned in unison, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their faces were pale and bloodless.

The others formed a battle formation of at least seven people. The terrifying sonic impact was equally shared by the seven people. Although they were injured, they could still maintain the formation.

The white-haired old man endured the power of the sound wave alone. He was severely injured in an instant. His orifices were bleeding, his ears were roaring, his brain was confused, and even his vision became blurry. He looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Because the white-haired old man suffered heavy injuries, the Four-Pole Killing Formation became chaotic, and the shadows of the Four-Pole Divine Beasts began to become illusory and had a tendency to dissipate.

Ding Ning clenched his fists, feeling the waves of weakness coming from his body. He couldn't help but secretly wake up. His mentality was a little inflated due to the sudden increase in strength. Otherwise, if he had struck preemptively before they activated the four-pole killing formation, what would have happened?

Such a situation?

But he must be vigilant. Now that he has seen the terrifying power of the Four-pole Killing Formation, it can be considered that the risk he took with his own life was not in vain.

"Steady, steady, don't mess up, he won't last long."

The white-haired old man is worthy of being the strongest among the divine guards. Although he was not tempered enough to prevent himself from being severely injured, he soon came to his senses. His eyes were hard to see, and his eardrums were roaring. He released his divine consciousness to continue commanding.

Battle formation.

The four-pole divine beast that was crumbling and almost dissipated soon became solid again, emitting monstrous flames, trying to repeat the same trick and grind Ding Ning to death.

Ding Ning had already suffered a loss once, so how could he let them trap him again? He immediately roared, rose into the sky, and punched the circling green dragon.

To be honest, among the four divine beasts, only the insidious Qinglong has weird methods and can pose a huge threat to him. As long as the Qinglong is killed, the other three sacred beasts will not be a concern at all.

Ouch!

Qinglong is insidious, but he is also proud at heart. It was not afraid of Ding Ning when he was in his prime. What's more, his strength is less than 30% at this time. How could he take notice of him? The huge body twisted, and the dragon's tail roared like a steel whip.

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"Does the dragon wag its tail? I can do it too."

Ding Ning laughed evilly, and suddenly jumped up like a boring cannonball. His small body contained explosive power. He made a 360-degree rotation in the air, swung his legs back, and kicked the dragon's tail heavily.

Ouch!
Chapter completed!