Draw your sword and shed tears.

Ding Ziyi sighed, stretched out his hand to the reincarnation bead in Wu Ming's lower abdomen, and said, "Providence! ”

Ding Chunqiu was lying on the ground, his eyes full of incredulity, and he struggled: "You are ......"

Ding Ziyi turned around, his face was cold, and with a swing of the sword, Ding Chunqiu's body was broken in two, and the blood flew out, leaving a trace on the edge of the square. Her sword was fast, so fast that she could see dozens of swords dangling in the air, but in fact it was just a phantom, a phantom of a sword. The sword qi was separated by a few meters, and it was able to kill Ding Chunqiu's strong body, and the strength that Ding Ziyi showed at this time was enough to shock Wu Ming.

Ding Chunqiu is dead, and he doesn't blink his eyes. The two bodies don't show at all that they were once the great masters of the late stage of Gang Jin. A man dies like a lamp goes out. Long Wei and Ding Chunqiu, who joined forces at that time, were solved by Wu Ming and Ding Ziyi one by one.

Wu Ming stared at Ding Ziyi, covered his lower abdomen, and said in a dumb voice: "You are not Ziyi?" ”

Sadness flashed in Ding Ziyi's eyes, and he sighed: "It doesn't matter if I'm purple or not, I'd rather give up everything in order to get it." If you want to blame it, blame it for moving it, and let it recognize the Lord. If you don't die, it will never accept me. ”

"Why?" Wu Ming smiled bitterly, "Who are you?" What about the purple clothes? ”

Ding Ziyi shook his head and said, "I said, it doesn't matter if I am Ding Ziyi or not. And it doesn't matter if you know it or not. ”

"Tell me, where is Ziyi now, and what have you done to her?" Wu Ming said in a deep voice, he felt that Ding Ziyi's sword disturbed the strength in his body and stabbed him in the vital point, and he was afraid that he would not live long.

Ding Ziyi said lightly: "Why do you still pretend to be stupid? I am Ding Ziyi, and Ding Ziyi is me. It's not that you don't know, but you don't want to admit it. Wu Ming, it's a pity that our paths are different. The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. Providence makes people, if the reincarnation bead does not recognize the Lord, we may still have the possibility, but I can't help it. The Land of Samsara is about to close. Twenty years of reincarnation, I must complete my mission and get this reincarnation bead. ”

"You're lying to me!" Wu Ming roared, too much blood flowed out of the wound in his lower abdomen, staining the ground, "Give me back yourself, give her back to me." ”

To this day, he still doesn't believe that Ding Ziyi has changed so quickly. The meeting of Shanghai and Haijiao University was shocked, and then secretly emotional, the ** in the ancestral hall almost achieved a good thing, but at this time, Ding Ziyi was cold and ruthless, don't look at the sadness in his eyes, but the sword in his hand pierced his body without any emotion. This is not Ding Ziyi, not the Ding Ziyi I know. He wanted to know where Ding Ziyi he knew, and wanted her to come back.

"I know you love me." Ding Ziyi said, "But I'm sorry, I have to get the reincarnation bead." And you have to die. Everything before was fake, and I designed it to get closer to you. ”

Wu Ming's head shook, thinking of the bits and pieces of the two, the singing of the freshman party, the encounter in the library, the encounter on the freighter, and all of them, he couldn't believe it was true. If everything is designed, why is it so natural? Why can't he perceive Ding Ziyi's murderous aura towards him. has been mixing outside for more than ten years, can't even see through other people's fake feelings? He is the demon king of Wujialing, a master of digging people's ancestral graves and prying the corners of the wall. But everything Ding Ziyi said is true, then he is the biggest fool in the world.

Ding Ziyi stroked the sword in his hand, the silver-white sword body, and made a buzzing and cheerful voice: "Did you hear that?" This sword is called Broken Love, and Yingxue Sword, Poisonous Dragon Thorn are also known as the world's five great divine soldiers. The poisonous dragon thorn in your hand, and the broken love in my hand, were once mortal enemies, water and fire are incompatible, how can we be together? ”

Wu Ming shook his head and said, "I don't believe that your feelings for me are fake. Purple clothes, why is it? If you want reincarnation beads, I can help you, why bother? ”

Ding Ziyi shook his head and said, "I just want to let me know the truth of the matter and everything is fake before I die." And ......"

After a pause, Ding Ziyi sighed: "I am also a disciple!" ”

Bang!

Wu Mingden stood still, looking at Ding Ziyi's beautiful face, as if he wanted her to take back Fang Cai's words.

Disciple!

This terrifying word, which I didn't know before, but now I know the weight, is also blessed on the other party. Needless to say, things are already clear.

"Why?" Wu Ming muttered frantically.

Ding Ziyi put away his sword and turned to leave. At the moment of leaving, tears couldn't stop staying.

"Why?" Wu Ming looked up to the sky and roared, and a tyrannical aura rose in his heart.

Ding Ziyi tossed a few times, stepped on Teng Long's broken hollow, and walked away without looking back. When he saw Ding Ziyi's figure leaving, with a determination not to look back, Wu Ming knew that all this was true. Ding Ziyi left, left her and left. The head was muddy, and the hand still let go of the lower abdomen, allowing the blood to flow. At this time, Teng Long had already woken up, struggling with his body, and a huge head was facing Wu Ming, obviously discovering Wu Ming's existence.

The surrounding air suddenly condensed, and Teng Long's murderous aura towards Wu Ming was unabashedly exposed. As the king of snakes, she was actually played with by a human.

Teng Long opened his mouth, and dozens of meters away, a tyrannical fishy smell came. Wu Ming looked at Teng Long indifferently, he didn't care about life and death anymore.

Mourning is greater than dying, Wu Ming's state of mind at this time no longer cares about the changes in the surrounding environment. Blood stained the surroundings, and the floor with a radius of two meters was full of Wu Ming's blood. With such a large amount of blood flowing, Wu Ming knew that he lacked the skills to return to heaven. Ding Ziyi's sword shattered the internal organs, leaving no life. If it was an ordinary master of the Gangjin realm, it would be impossible to withstand such a serious injury. But Wu Ming himself has a strong vitality.

The land of reincarnation, in which the reincarnation beads are taken away.

After a cycle of twenty years, the land of reincarnation is about to close. Wu Ming blasted open the stone door, not because he had infinite strength, but because the clock on it pointed to twenty. Twenty, the ancient text, but it is easy to understand. The twenty-year cycle has arrived, and the stone door opens. The Land of Reincarnation opens. And it's almost time to open.

Wu Ming lay quietly on the stone slab, looking at the top of the 100-meter-high, stunned.

Everything is empty. From the beginning to the present, everything that Wu Ming has experienced has been designed by someone. Others can lie to him, but Ding Ziyi can't. But the person he trusts the most has deceived himself, and he can't forgive. The love in junior high school ended in failure. Unexpectedly, the love in college was even more miserable than in junior high school.

Wu Ming, who was always extremely strong and confident, finally began to doubt his ability. Is he too mentally retarded when it comes to emotional intelligence?

No way!

Wu Ming's heart erupted with a resolute intention against the sky.

You must not die here! He still has a lot to do. Xue Gui's coma, Wu Qing'er's serious injury, and her mother's grief...... He is a wind scratcher who came out of Wujialing, and the more frustrated he is, the more courageous he is, the more he can't beat Xiaoqiang.

And Wu Ming didn't pay attention, his blood covered the square floor, the stone platform in the center of the square, and the disappearance of the reincarnation bead made it lose its colorful light. But Wu Ming's blood flowed inside, staining the base of the stone platform red.

Suddenly, the space shook, and the square was not calm, but fluctuated violently. Wu Ming didn't see the humanoid statue not far away, its eyes seemed to be open, bursting with scorching light.

On the stone walls around the square, a lot of rubble has fallen off.

The dazzling golden light shone brightly, and the statue burst into dazzling brilliance. The golden shone into Wu Ming's body, and it actually brought life back to life. There was only a trace of vitality, but it was also vitality, which was enough for Wu Ming to resume his activities at this time.

The gravel is not short in falling off, and the stone wall hundreds of meters high in front of it gradually lights up with golden light.

The stone platform around him slowly sank and finally fell silent. When the stone platform is closed with the square. There was a click, and the whole space stopped shaking.

Five seconds later, an even more violent tremor occurred. The tyrannical Teng Longden shrank up, trembling, fearful, and his head swaying.

The gravel is peeled off, and the gold shines.

Wu Ming was shocked and completely forgot about the injuries in his body.

The murals on the stone wall are vivid. A compelling aura came, and a coercion from heaven and earth descended. The humanoid statue spun abruptly, revealing a deep hole. There was a black hole under the golden light, which shattered Wu Ming's vision and spiritual sense, giving people an incomparably cold feeling.

Ten paintings, each engraved with wonderful words, next to the seat are humanoid movements, the body is painted with the eight veins of the Strange Sutra, and the golden air currents are gathering all over the body. Wu Ming was stunned, and when he saw it for the first time, he was attracted by the general work above.

In the first painting, there are nine strange handprints, and the golden lines in the body flow through the body.

Energetic!

The golden air flow is the trajectory of the flow of energetic energy, combined with the mudra. Wu Ming's heart shook wildly, ...... is this?

I suddenly remembered Zhang Zilin's ninety-nine to one second style, the beginning! His handprints seemed to have something in common with those in front of him. Is it a set of martial arts methods?

Wu Ming couldn't suppress the vibration in his heart and looked at it. The golden light shone on the body, and the broken internal organs actually began to condense into a prototype, although it was far from reaching the point of immediate recovery, but it was developing in the direction of improvement.

This is a good sign.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, Wu Ming noticed that there were ten pictures in front of him, the simplest one couldn't be understood, and he looked at it for nearly half an hour, but he still didn't have any clue, it seemed like a simple line, but he just couldn't understand it, and the energy flowed in a trajectory that he couldn't imagine, and the flow was still tip, jumping directly from one meridian to another, unheard of trajectory.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Ming concluded that the martial arts in front of him were definitely much stronger than Zhang Zilin's Ninety-Nine to One, and with the powerful replication ability of the Wu family's bloodline, it could not be copied, which showed the complexity of martial arts.

Wu Ming's eyes shot an excited gaze, and then he closed his eyes, immersed in the comprehension of peerless martial arts.

Lose in hake, but gain in herring!

(To be continued)