Before fleeing, Ding Qin made another move.

His left hand touched the deck, and with the vast majority of his spiritual power, it was directly fed into the hull.

Under the stimulation of spiritual power, the entire hull of the ship was like a huge weapon, becoming the carrier of the formation of the water blade.

Under the support of the seawater, a thick fog rose around the hull, and suddenly there was a bang, just like a thunderbolt, and the huge edge of the water roared out based on the entire ship.

Such a scene is not an exaggeration to describe it as overwhelming.

This trick was once used by Ding Qin. It's just that it was about winning then, and now it's about escaping.

Under the impact of the water blade, the hull of the ship also oscillated violently. Including the deck, it also became the carrier of the water blade, and a huge wall of water blade rose into the sky.

Under the cover of the water blade, Ding Qin jumped up from the deck in pain and jumped directly under the boat.

On the ship, there is simply no way to live. Jump down first, form a bubble in the sea with the help of water tricks, and escape with the current, maybe there is still a possibility of survival!

However, Ding Qin himself was only halfway down, but he felt that he was being pulled up heavily.

The hull of the ship, which was moving relative to each other in his eyes, suddenly stopped.

Underneath him, there is a surging sea. Above the body, is the sky. And on the side of the body, is his own ironclad ship.

This is......

A bad feeling appeared in Ding Qin's heart.

Stopped! I stopped in mid-air!

In the next second, his body was pulled again and thrown straight upward.

With the change of vision, Ding Qin was thrown onto the deck again.

Although in the process, he had already released four layers of shields, but as soon as he landed, the powerful pressure was immediately transmitted, and the four layers of shields shattered again.

Ding Qin reluctantly raised his head and found that this time, he was at Chang Lin's feet. It's a pity that under this pressure, he was firmly pressed to the deck and basically couldn't move.

Chang Lin's voice carried a hint of contemptuous arrogance, "Stinky boy, do you still want to run?" You don't want to think about it, just rely on you, under my skin, can you run if you want to?"

Ding Qin smiled bitterly. He knew that the question did not have to be answered, and it did not have to be answered.

Chang Lin stepped forward and stepped on Ding Qin's face, "No matter which sect you are, you must die today." Blame it, just blame you for not coming at the right time. ”

After saying that, the pressure around Ding Qin's body suddenly lightened, and then suddenly pressed down with greater force.

Ding Qin couldn't help but snort. Then, he distinctly heard the sound of several bones breaking. Under the severe pain, he could no longer tell where the bones were broken, and he felt like his whole body had been cracked.

What made him even more painful was that a spiritual power directly invaded his meridians, wantonly destroying from the outer periphery to the dantian, including his second vein.

Ding Qin's meridians had been strengthened beyond ordinary people, so for a long time, even if he was injured, the internal environment was relatively stable, and he hadn't endured this kind of pain from the inside for a long time. Now, from the inside out, the two layers of pain add up, and he quickly enters a state of confusion.

He could feel his face sticking to the deck, probably blood from his own spit out. In what little consciousness he had left, he repeated repeatedly, "I can't die, I can't die yet......

It's just that he can only keep this idea in his head now. He couldn't open or close his mouth, and he couldn't make any sound.

Even so, the voice in this head seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

The vague consciousness seemed to enter a kind of empty darkness, and the light in his eyes seemed to be getting farther and farther away, leaving only a smaller and smaller point of light.

"I can't die, I really can't die yet......"

Just when the darkness was about to completely swallow up that faint point of light, Ding Qin suddenly heard a voice.

"He can't die!"

This voice felt very familiar to him, but he had no more thoughts to remember who it was.

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After Chang Lin mentioned that he might be from the Twelve Sects, the memory of the bone soul was directly stimulated.

Previously, he had never thought that he would be a person from the Twelve Sects.

Because he doesn't have any memory of it.

He also has his own explanation for why he remembers so many things.

Because he felt like a hidden master.

In my impression, he does not belong to any sect, he has traveled to many places, seen many people and things, and memorized a lot of strange things, including many exercises.

Naturally, there are also some legends about the Twelve Sects.

That's right, in my impression, the information of the twelve sects belongs to legends.

Because about the twelve sects, my impression is always vague, and it is also the most loose and unsystematic.

And now, Chang Lin said, these things may come from the Twelve Sects!

Could it be that only the twelve sects will come into contact with these?

The Bone Soul itself doubted it.

From beginning to end, it was true that he had a little impression of some of the things in the Twelve Sects.

But every time there is a critical moment, there is no impression.

Under the stimulation just now, some memories seem to be gushing out, but they are like a layer of paper, and they can't come out.

Obviously, my life experience may be in front of me, but it is always a little bit close, this feeling is like dry stool, obviously suffocating, but I can't pull it down, and it is painful.

Therefore, what happened outside, the bone soul couldn't care about it for a while, and just kept recalling. But the more I recall, the more chaotic it becomes, and many memories are messily combined, and it is difficult to straighten out at all, like a pot of porridge.

Suddenly, he found that Ding Qin's sea of knowledge was deforming and collapsing.

The sudden change frightened the bone soul. He immediately probed the situation outside, but found that Ding Qin was already dying.

How could he die!

As soon as he died, I would die with him! I was not afraid of dying, for my body was gone, and only my soul remained. But don't die at this juncture.

Lao Tzu's memory is about to be restored, and if you die, let me be a ghost, don't you? Otherwise, this is not a dead eye......

But no matter how the bone soul called Ding Qin, he didn't react.

Now Ding Qin has completely lost consciousness and fallen into a deep coma.

No, he can't die!

The bone soul shouted in Ding Qin's sea of knowledge, hoping that this sound would stimulate Ding Qin. And in the face of such a predicament, his thinking is also running rapidly.

However, at the current stage where memories are pouring out wildly, the bone soul finds that he can't calm down.

I need to be calm, but I'm so anxious!

Moreover, he felt that if he didn't make any more moves, maybe Ding Qin really wouldn't last long.

Ding Qin's knowledge of the sea has reached the last moment of collapse.

The bone soul could even feel that his body was weakening little by little.

No, it can't be!

Even if you want to die, you have to hold on until your memory is restored!

This thought is similar to a belief in survival. It is even said that there is no physical soul and bones, and the only pursuit now is to recover the memory, so the belief is stronger than survival.

"He can't die!"

After the bone soul shouted, a few words suddenly popped into his head: Seven stars around the moon.

As soon as these four words came out, he felt a bang in his consciousness.

An ancient spell quickly became clear, forming a complete system.

He could already conclude that this was the only way to survive now.

The ancient spell quickly chanted in his mouth, he no longer existed, and the body that he conjured up with his consciousness actually formed the lines of meridians and dantian.

The spiritual power flowed rapidly in this pattern, and after a while, it flowed out of his transformed body, entering Ding Qin's sea of knowledge, and through the sea of knowledge, it flowed into Ding Qin's dantian and meridians that had been destroyed to the point of being unshaped.

Soon, according to the drive of this spell, this trace of spiritual power drove the already scattered spiritual power in Ding Qin's body, and it quickly moved in his broken meridians.

With a loud sound, the spiritual power broke through Ding Qin's body, and also broke through Chang Lin's pressure, shooting straight towards the sky.

The clear sky, which was cloudless and sunny, dimmed in an instant, as if covered with a layer of gray fog, and it was difficult for even the sunlight to penetrate it.

However, the gray fog seemed to exist only in the sky, and there was no haze on the surface of the sea and on the deck of the ship.

The gray fog grew thicker and thicker, and in a short time it was as black as ink, and there was no light in the sky, and the sun was hidden in the darkness.

In the entire sea, only a permanent light on Ding Qin's mast emitted a faint halo.

Seeing this scene, Chang Lin was also stunned for a moment. He quickly retracted his left foot and took two steps back.

He sensed a danger, even more terrifying than when facing a master.

The spiritual power on Ding Qin's body is still breaking through. Slowly, directly above him, a yellowish disc appeared.

The disc itself has areas of light and darkness, and the light emitted illuminates the sea and the ironclad ship.

If someone wakes up from his sleep at this time, he will definitely think that it is night.

That's right, this disk in the sky is like the moon!

When the moon reached its brightest moment, the spiritual power on Ding Qin's body suddenly stopped ejecting.

Chang Lin's face was extremely complicated, but his gaze was obviously very cautious. He even released his spiritual power, and the three belts and seven stars slowly fluttered behind him.

After a few seconds of silence under this moonlight, Chang Lin suddenly raised his hand, and a spiritual power blade whistled and cut towards Ding Qin!

But the unthinkable happened.

His spiritual power blade, just like he stopped the water blade, stopped less than half a meter away from Ding Qin out of thin air, and he couldn't get half a minute again. After being so stiff for a while, there was a snap, and the spiritual power blade shattered.

Chang Lin's complexion changed abruptly!

As a seasoned protector, he sensed that the situation was not good. He even said that he now felt the urge to escape.

It's his instinct, as a human being, the instinct to survive!

However, he hadn't moved yet, and Ding Qin's spiritual power had risen again.

This time, it is no longer one, but seven.

Seven spiritual powers, straight to the sky!