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Ding Ning was overwhelmed by the dazzling golden dragon's breath in front of everyone. Everyone felt their eyes stinging and could not look straight.

Huangfu, Chongshan and the other four all showed a proud and evil smile. The power of this golden dragon's breath to corrode gold and destroy bones is extremely terrifying. Even a god-level expert who can directly attack the dragon's breath will definitely die, let alone a mere demigod.

Time passed by, and everyone was convinced. After such a long time, Ding Ning was still not enveloped by the golden dragon's breath, and there was no sound. He should definitely die.

Only the leaders of the major forces did not think that Ding Ning could survive the breath of the golden dragon, but his previous actions of not dodging still made them feel very uneasy.

After all, this guy is so evil. He was assassinated by God-killing bullets before but didn't even die. His life is as tough as a cockroach, so he has to be feared.

What's more, this guy's formation skills seem to be extremely high. Can the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation of the Huangfu family really trap him? They are really a little confused about this.

Everyone looked at each other in tacit understanding and saw the worry in each other's eyes, and immediately sent messages to each other to discuss joining forces.

It was decided that if Ding Ning survived and broke out of the formation, they would immediately launch a full blow to kill him completely, otherwise, they might be the ones who died.

Ding Ning was very excited at the moment. The golden dragon's breath exuding a destructive aura was spitting on his body. Not only did it not cause any harm to him, but it continuously refined and strengthened his internal organs, and the remaining breath energy flowed into the pet.

The space is constantly being swallowed and absorbed by Pikachu.

In fact, if Pikachu, who had been sleeping all this time, hadn't suddenly experienced mental fluctuations and revealed his desire for this breath, he might not have dared to confront this terrifying breath head-on.

After all, the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation is an immortal-level formation. Although Huangfu Chongshan and others are far from able to exert the power of the formation due to their lack of strength, the level of the golden dragon's breath they transformed is extremely high and is a legitimate

With the immortality level of Erba Jing, it is no wonder that Pikachu can sense this dragon power and express desire even in his sleep.

The golden light was dazzling, and Ding Ning felt that the physical strength that had been stagnant after the military training had actually increased a little, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

You must know that his physical body is already comparable to immortality. After being unable to continue military training, it is extremely difficult to strengthen the physical body even a little bit.

Unexpectedly, the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation gave him such a big surprise, allowing him to see a new way of refining the body.

If you take the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation as your own, and let people spray dragon breath on you if nothing happens, won't your physical body be able to continuously strengthen?

The physical body is comparable to immortality, but it is not truly immortal after all.

After the battle with Gray Eighteen, he had already realized that his physical strength was not enough in front of a true half-step immortal powerhouse, otherwise he would not have been tortured so miserably by Gray Eighteen.

If Hui Shiba had not been exposed to technological civilization and had not seen firearms, he would have been careless and underestimated the enemy and the projection was shattered by the bombardment.

To put it bluntly, if Gray Eighteen had been a little more cautious at that time, the ending might have been completely changed, and Ding Ning would have been completely destroyed without even having a chance to pull the trigger.

Ding Ning has always been a person who is wary of danger in times of peace. He had a hunch that a person like Hui Shiba would never give up after suffering such a big loss at the hands of an ant like him. If he can project once, he can project a second time.

...the third time...

Therefore, there is always a tight string in his mind, and he always regards Hui Shiba as his biggest imaginary enemy. He really doesn't take it to heart like the Puppet Human Emperor. Outsiders like Hui Shiba are

His most terrible enemy.

Because he remembered very clearly that Hui Shiba claimed to be me. Who is you?

Huh? There is no need to go into details at all, he is definitely an immortal emperor.

A half-step immortal clone projection can easily kill him. If his true form comes, wouldn't he be wiped out with a wave of his hand?

He had offended the Immortal Emperor not once or twice, but whether it was the unknown Emperor who left a soul mark on his soul or the Black Blood Emperor whom he killed by killing the Thousand-Eyed Plague God and ruining his opponent's plan, he never worried.

After all, for him, such super powerful people are too far away from him. They should not be able to easily come to the Three Realms, otherwise they would have been chasing him all over the world.

But the arrival of Gray Eighteen's projection sounded the alarm for him, and also caused the level of the enemies he faced to rise like a rocket, directly jumping to the level of the Immortal Emperor.

Although he didn't know why Gray Eighteen never came again to cause trouble for him, he speculated that the coming of the projection would also require a high price, which even the immortal emperor would find difficult to bear.

But he believed that Gray Eighteen would never give up and must be preparing for his coming again. Therefore, improving his strength was his urgent need.

He does not seek to be promoted to a level that can kill the Immortal Emperor. At the very least, before Gray Eighteen comes again, he must at least improve his strength to a level that can compete with half-step immortality.

And with his cultivation state here, it is obviously impossible to compete with half-step immortality in terms of cultivation to continuously cross the two great realms of becoming a god and becoming a god in a short period of time.

So, in this case, improving physical strength became his only hope.

It's just that Bing's physical body was improved wherever he wanted. Even if he practiced the "Yi Jin Jing", it only greatly improved his control of power, but it did not help increase the strength of his physical body.

But now, the appearance of the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation made him see the hope of physical improvement. The immortal-level skills and formations controlled by the Huangfu family were the source of realizing this wish for him.

So, after the three golden dragons became more and more sluggish after breathing continuously, and their bodies began to weaken and could no longer breathe out the dragon's breath, Ding Ning took action.

Golden light suddenly appeared, Ding Ning was clothed in golden glow, and with one palm shot, the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation shattered, huge waves of destructive energy surged around, and the four of Huangfu Chongshan vomited blood and flew out.

In the rain of blood, Huangfu Chongshan's incredible roar came from the sky: "No, it's impossible, how could you not be dead and break through the Dragon Elephant Futian Formation of my Huangfu family..."

"Nothing is impossible, it's just because you are too weak...fuck..."

Ding Ning put his hands behind his back and was showing off when he suddenly felt horrified. A fatal life and death crisis shrouded his heart. He watched with splitting eyes as the three major temples and other hostile forces joined forces again and declared war without saying a word.

Thousands of magical powers came towards him with a terrifying aura that could destroy the world. He couldn't help but cursed and tried to teleport away.

However, the major forces were calculated mentally and unintentionally, so how could they not guard against his teleportation? They had long silently recited spells and issued magical powers that sealed the space, making it inevitable for him to avoid it.

Ding Ning's heart froze. He knew that he was careless this time. He thought he had frightened them before, so he didn't guard against them. This time, he would definitely die.

But he didn't panic, and quietly took out the scapegoat, with an icy cold light flashing in his eyes.

People don't want to hurt tigers, tigers are harmful to people's hearts. He was still too benevolent as a woman and didn't want to go on a killing spree. He didn't take the opportunity to frighten them before and went on a killing spree, which brought him the current disaster.

Although he was ready to sacrifice his puppet, it was never his character to sit still and wait for death. He suddenly remembered the magical power given by heaven - the wish of all living beings.

Although he didn't think that he could save the day with this magical power, but because he thought it would be disrespectful to go back and forth, and thought that he would die anyway, he simply took the opportunity to test the power of this magical power. If he could kill a few people

, and also reduce some pressure in the battle after resurrection.

Thinking of this, Ding Ning silently recited the magic spell and raised his hand gently.

The moment he slowly raised his hand, there was a roar in his brain, and the whole world became a little different before his eyes.

The thousands of magical powers and spells that exuded brilliant brilliance suddenly became as slow as a snail in his field of vision, and the subtle expressions on everyone's faces became extremely clear at this moment.

And the most amazing thing was that pictures quietly emerged in his mind, making his eyes sparkle.

Familiar or unfamiliar faces appeared on the screen. He saw the women in his family, his father, mother and uncle Xiao Wu, the disciples of the Tianze Sect, his friends and classmates, and countless others.

fans of...

Everyone who had a direct or indirect relationship with him appeared in his mind at this moment as if they had monitors installed around them.

Each of them is doing their own thing, some are having a meeting, some are talking about business, some are drinking tea, some are watching movies, some are doing business, some are surfing the Internet, and some are having sex without shame.

Nothing to be ashamed of...

But no matter what they were doing, the moment he raised his hand, these people who were directly or indirectly related to him unconsciously raised their hands and waved lightly.

Ding Ning felt that vast and infinite power was pouring into his body from all directions. With a gentle press of his hand, he faced the sky full of magical powers.

A handprint measuring a thousand feet in size instantly formed in front of Ding Ning, and he swatted it as lightly as swatting a fly.

boom!

It was as if the earth was shattered by sparks hitting the earth. The thousands of magical powers were as vulnerable as a mayfly shaking a tree under this huge handprint. They collapsed instantly. The terrifying air wave actually formed a large vacuum collapse.

But it didn't end there. The handprint just became a little more illusory and continued to be photographed towards the thousands of people.

At this moment, no matter whether it was the three major temples, the ancient Brahmans, or the people who opened the door or the Amaterasu Shrine, everyone looked frightened and looked ashen, looking desperately at the handprints that covered the sky and fell from the sky. Even one

No one escaped.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but that they have been locked by the Qi of the hand seals, and everyone is imprisoned in place by the invisible force and cannot even move, let alone escape.

Ding Ning was already murderous, but when he saw their frightened expressions, his heart softened. After all, these were thousands of lives.

He is a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, not a bloody butcher. If he really slaughtered thousands of people at once, he would probably have nightmares for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, he tried to control the handprint and found that the handprint was very clever. As his thoughts came out, the handprint immediately hovered in the air.

"Surrender, or die."

Ding Ning is like a god and demon coming to the world, wearing hunting clothes, proudly suspended in the air, and making a sound like a big bell.

"I...my Amaterasu Shrine is willing to surrender."

"I surrender, I open the door and am willing to surrender."

"I, the Temple of Death, are willing to surrender."

"I, the Dragon Temple, would like to surrender."

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