Ding Buer's blood condensation skill has never been used, but in the face of these gods and Buddhas today, he can't care about anything, he didn't expect this magic skill to be so useful, it actually formed a monstrous sea of blood, and directly swallowed the spiritual mountain.

Those gods and Buddhas were just papier-mâché tigers, vulnerable, struggling to rise and fall under the sea of Ding Buer's blood, and soon all disappeared.

Only the Buddha who was sitting on the purple lotus was still without sorrow or joy, his eyes were slightly closed, and his fingers were holding flowers, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Ding Buji sneered: "Pretend! I will completely kill you today!"

With a wave of his hand, the shadow of his palm floated up in the sky, and then fell like rain, actually collapsing the entire spiritual mountain.

The rumbling collapse began, the space seemed to be collapsing, and everything around it was gone.

Ding Buer laughed loudly: "Ahaha! I didn't expect Lao Tzu to die, he is still so powerful, so good, look who will dare to disobey me in the future!"

"Hahaha! Well, why is this old monk still here?"

Ding Buer looked at the Buddha on the purple golden lotus, and let the surrounding space collapse, he still sat there, as if everything around him could not affect him in the slightest.

"You're sitting pretty steady, I'd like to see how long you can sit!"

Ding Buer's body rose through the clouds and flew directly towards the Buddha who was tens of thousands of feet high, wanting to knock it off the lotus platform.

A palm burst out, the sky collapsed, and the Buddha directly turned into nothingness!

Ding Buer paused for a moment, and then he was even more ecstatic, "It seems that Lao Tzu is already invincible in the world, haha! invincible in the world! Great, what is that?"

In the chaotic world destroyed by him, there seems to be a pure land, far away, far away, a touch of crystal green still exists.

Ding Buji walked towards the green place in confusion, and when he walked to it, he realized that this was a green grassy garden.

The grass sprawled endlessly. In the middle of the green meadow, two verdant trees stood tall, as if a figure was sitting under the tree.

Ding Buer walked along the meadow, and above the sky around him, rows of petals fluttered along the breeze, like countless geese returning south.

The original killing heart gradually calmed down, and when Ding Buji came to the tree, his mood had completely calmed down. Look at the man under the tree. It's a monk, and he seems to be a little familiar.

Ding Buji looked at this person suspiciously, and sat down hesitantly. He said to the monk, "Monk, I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

The monk was very handsome, and he opened his eyes and glanced at Ding Buji. He smiled slightly: "Then did the donor remember where he had seen the poor monk?"

Ding Buji hesitated for a moment: "I was fighting with a group of monks just now, but you are not any of them, but I must have seen you, where is it? Is it from the previous life?"

"Yes, we've seen each other in our previous lives. ”

"Oh, have you forgotten all about my last life, can you tell me about it, how did we meet, who are you?"

"Come, come, come on, come with your ears, this matter is too important for anyone else to hear. ”

Ding Buer was very interested and came to the monk's side. Pricked up his ears to hear the monk's whisper.

The monk also leaned into Ding Buer's ear and said with a smile: "In your last life, you were a bastard who did all kinds of evil, you burned, killed and looted, and everyone in the world hated you and wanted to eat your meat." Drink your blood!"

"You!

The monk's tone was grim, Ding Buer trembled all over his body when he heard it, and just wanted to retreat, when suddenly the monk yelled in his ear: "Ding Buer, die!"

The roar was nothing short of earth-shattering. Ding Buer's mind was buzzing, and his body was weak. At this moment, a golden and blue air mass in the monk's hand flew out and directly bombarded Ding Buer's abdomen!

It was as if the missile in his arms had exploded, and Ding Buer was scorched black by the explosion, screaming and flying out, feeling as if he was really going to die.

Do people who are already dead still feel pain?

Ding Buji realized that the scenery around him had disappeared, and at this moment, he also remembered who that monk was.

It turned out that it was a ring, he had experienced the world of life and death, and it seemed that he had forgotten a lot of things, but at this moment, he remembered that he was not dead, he was still alive, and he had been hit by the demon law of a ring!

"Ahh

Ding Buer endured the injury and raised his head, and was about to fight back, when suddenly the scenery changed again in front of him, and he actually lay in the palm of the Buddha!

The 10,000-foot tall Buddha looked at him like a god, his eyes were like torches: "Amitabha!

The golden giant spirit's palm was overwhelmingly suppressed, and Ding Buji instinctively used his hand to block it, the pressure was too huge, making him feel a little irresistible.

As soon as this action was made, he realized that he was wrong again, and when he was angry, he fell into the monk's door again.

At this time, the counterattack was over, and the golden palm bombarded Ding Buer's body heavily.

Blood splattered all over his body, and Ding Bu'er was bleeding from the seven orifices that were hit by this palm!

"Ah! This is already a palm technique that has reached the peak of the imperial realm! What a divine palm! A ring! You are so ruthless!"

The surrounding illusion had disappeared, and Ding Buer, covered in blood, was beaten a hundred feet away by Huo Yuanzhen's palm, and his body smashed heavily into a mountain wall in the distance, inlaid into a human-shaped pit!

After Huo Yuanzhen shot Rulai to destroy the demon, he panted heavily.

The method of illusion fusion finally worked, as long as Ding Bu'er was emotionally unstable, there was a great possibility of being hit, and he continued to cast the illusion, and the means were exhausted, and he finally got two chances, and injured Ding Buji twice head-on.

An air mass attack with three points of yin and yang qi, and another time it was this Rulai to destroy the demon.

If his two moves hit another person, he was afraid that he would die even if he had ten lives, but Huo Yuanzhen didn't dare to be careless, because the opponent was Ding Buer.

But even if Ding Bu'er can't support it at this time, he shouldn't be able to get up if he doesn't die.

Just when Huo Yuanzhen was thinking, suddenly on the mountain wall in the distance, Ding Buer waved his hands and feet, his body came out of the mountain wall, and then slapped the dust on his body twice, regardless of the scars on his body, he walked in the void step by step, and walked towards Huo Yuanzhen.

As soon as he saw Ding Buer's situation, Huo Yuanzhen felt bad, the other party had already seen the flaws in his illusion, that is, he couldn't get angry, as long as he kept a calm mood, his illusion would have no chance to take advantage of, and he couldn't help the opponent.

Ding Buer walked in the void until he came to Huo Yuanzhen's approach before he spoke.

"Okay! Good a ring, your ability has won the respect of the old man, it seems that you are worthy of the old man's full strength, today, only one of us can live. ”

Huo Yuanzhen was not in the mood to quarrel with him at this time, but simply slapped a slap again to destroy the demon, because this palm technique could cause the greatest damage to him.

"Can the same trick still hurt me?"

Ding Buer's body dodged lightly, and the demon was empty.

"Next, let's take a look at Ding's ability!"

With a wave of Ding Bu's hand, the blood on his body floated up directly, condensing into a long sword in his hand, a long sword that was still dripping blood!

It's just that this sword is a phantom, a bright red phantom, if you don't look carefully, you can't even tell whether it really exists.

And the phantom was still gradually dimming, Ding Buji said: "What lonely nine swords, what rain swords, those are all illusory, a virtual sword in Ding's hand can deduce the true meaning of illusory." ”

"What is the true meaning of illusory?" Huo Yuanzhen opened his mouth while speaking, delaying time, Ding Buer, who had obviously calmed down, was even more terrifying, and he had to find a way to deal with it.

"Hmph, you don't understand the true meaning of the sword, the internal force is released, the sword qi is condensed, and the enemy's head is a hundred zhang away, which is just a small achievement of the sword. ”

"So what is Dacheng?"

"Dacheng, Dacheng is like Mo Tianxie, the human sword is one, and from now on it will be considered Dacheng. ”

"Since Mo Tianxie has mastered his swordsmanship, why do you still look down on him?"

"Because he has just come into contact with Dacheng, and he doesn't know the ultimate true meaning of swordsmanship, now I will tell you that the true meaning of swordsmanship lies in the fact that there is no sword!"

"No sword?"

"Yes, just like the old man now seems to have a sword condensed with blood in his hand, in fact, it is just a drop of blood, there is no sword in his hand, there is a sword in his heart, this is my swordsmanship, a drop of blood, enough to slaughter the people of the world, this! This is my Ding Fuji's swordsmanship! And your first ring monk, is the first sword soul under the sword since this swordsmanship has been comprehended! Go die!"

Ding Buji said, waving the phantom sword in his hand, about to attack.

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly waved his hand, "Slow, before we fight to the death, let me ask you, are you still a member of the Divine Dragon Sect?"

Ding Buer paused for a moment: "What does our decisive battle have to do with whether I am a member of the Divine Dragon Sect?"

"It doesn't matter much, it's just that the poor monk does things, he likes to have a name, we are here to exterminate the Divine Dragon Sect, this battle is obviously the last battle, so I want to find out, whether you are still the master of the Divine Dragon Sect, even if I die in your hands, I will die clearly." ”

Ding Buer sneered: "What else are you talking about the Divine Dragon Sect, the Divine Dragons are dead, there is no Divine Dragon Sect in the world, now I am me, I am Ding Buer, after you die, don't forget it when you go to the underworld!"

"Oh, I see, there is no Divine Dragon Sect in the world, since this is the case, then I can rest assured. ”

Huo Yuanzhen spoke, with a strange smile on his face.

Ding Buer looked at Huo Yuanzhen's smile, and he was a little confused about the situation in his heart, I just said that there is no Divine Dragon Sect in the world anymore, are you happy to be like this?