Lao Li didn't understand why Ding Cong was still beating him now, was it so difficult that he didn't feel the breath that should be rising?

Looking at Lao Li, who didn't lose his temper, Ding Cong patted him and laughed: "It's not really coming to the end, why are you so frustrated? Is it so difficult that we really have to sit still? At the very least, we have to fight to the death." ”

Lao Li smiled bitterly: "I don't have the strength to make any more moves, so you can come up with any killer features." ”

Ding Cong stared at Ying Ran's throat bone for a long time before he said slowly: "You can win by hitting it with all your strength." ”

"You can break it with all your strength and the blessing of the weak water sword. Lao Li also stared at the throat bone covered with flesh and blood and said: "But your all-out attack must be to accumulate strength, if he finds out that the attack is coming, who can help you stop it for a moment?"

At this time, You Zhi, who was lying on the ground, got up and said a little hoarsely: "I'll come, I should be able to block it for a while." ”

Ding Cong looked at You Zhi, who was struggling to get up, and didn't say those high-sounding words of comfort, but said lightly: "Hold on for a while." ”

Lao Li grabbed You Zhi's arm, closed his eyes for a moment, and said in surprise: "How can this be?" Then he looked at Ding Cong and asked, "Why can't I absorb the heat in her body?"

After hearing this, Ding Cong grabbed Yu Zhi's other arm and began to investigate, not having so much time to study why this was happening. Every time there is a delay, Ying Ran's defense is a little stronger, and Ding Cong's exploration is nothing more than to wonder if the zombie body can resist Ying Ran's blow.

"The zombie body has actually evolved?" Ding Cong looked at You Zhi and said in amazement, "It seems that the extreme environment just now is so beneficial to you." It seems that I can resist for a while, but I'll talk about this later, I'm going to start. ”

You Zhi nodded in response, "You concentrate on accumulating your strength." After speaking, he struggled to get up and walked between Ding Cong and Yingran, and stood there straight.

Lao Li knew that he couldn't help at all at this time, so he had to summon the phantom Yuan Ying to his side and protect him a little.

The weak water sword had been hovering beside Ding Cong all along, and at this moment, it was suddenly activated by soul power, rising above his head and growing larger, and finally rose to a length of dozens of zhang before stopping. Dark blue streamers kept wandering around the sword's body, and the sharp edge of the blade was right at the throat. The soul power of Ding Cong's whole body continued to pour into the sword body, and the weak water sword let out a terrifying roar under the agitation of soul power.

When the weak water sword just became bigger, he should have noticed it, but at this time he was not as good as Ding Cong and they guessed, it seemed that his breath was soaring and his flesh and blood were reborn, but he was also enduring torment inside. It should be that every time he is reborn in the water, but after every rebirth, he always feels as if something is missing, and finally follows the Gu Eagle to this place to figure it out. There is no thunder and lightning in the wind and rain that moves with you, but the power of thunder and lightning is born in the sky, and you can't sleep in the air.

After the earth fire poured into his body, Ying Ran also found a new way to make up for it, replacing the power of thunder and lightning with the power of flames, but it was difficult to achieve a balance between water and fire. When the Gu Eagle planned the body of the Gu Carving, it was also the charm of the Gu Carving. Ying Ran wanted to neutralize the power of water and fire through super illusions to achieve the purpose of fusion, and that cicada metamorphosis fruit was undoubtedly the best medium and conciliator.

When the bones were supposed to be stripped away from the mountain range, they were afraid that the forced fusion of the power of water and fire without the help of the cicada transformation form and fruit would cause backlash. The current forced integration is also a helpless move, and it is difficult to plan the current situation, and it can only be forced.

Now that the fluctuations of the weak water sword are locking on his vital point, Ding Cong is undoubtedly going to give himself a fatal blow, but if he is distracted to attack Ding Cong now, it will inevitably increase the risk of backlash. If you let Ding Cong's threat go unchecked, I'm afraid my life will die faster. In a dilemma, he naturally made his own decision, and would rather take the risk of backlash to solve Ding Cong first.

Ying Ran turned his head to look in the direction of Ding Cong, looked at the huge weak water sword hanging in the air, and felt that the sound of the waves contained huge energy, and knew that if he didn't make a move, he really didn't have to make a move. Ying Ran took a sharp breath, and the blood began to gather towards the skull, quickly condensing into a ball in the mouth, and the surface of the red blood cell faintly appeared with the meaning of flame steaming, and the surrounding space began to twist.

Ying Ran's voice appeared in the air again, with a sinister smile with madness, with resentment, a soft sound of "wave", and blood balls flew out.

There was no trace of red shadow left in the air, there was no spatial collapse, as if the blood ball would teleport, one second it was still in the mouth of the white bone skull, and the next second it had appeared in front of Ding Cong. Yu Zhi didn't have time to react at all, she didn't think that the blood ball would actually bypass her body and pounce directly in front of Ding Cong.

Just because she didn't react doesn't mean that others haven't reacted either. When You Zhi looked back at the blood cell, he found that it stopped not far in front of Ding Cong, as if it was blocked by something. When I looked closely, there was a small primordial baby floating in front of the huge blood cell, and he was desperately moving forward against the blood cell with that small palm.

It was the illusion that sensed the illusion fluctuations and came to his senses, flashing in front of Ding Cong and sacrificing himself to block it. It turned out that Ying Ran had already seen You Zhi standing in front of Ding Cong, and knew that she would definitely block her attack and buy time for Ding Cong. So when the blood cells were condensed, the power of charm was mixed in, and a perfect spatial illusion was created to block the attack trajectory of the blood cells. But Illusion is too sensitive to the fluctuations of illusions, and when he senses danger, he rushes over.

Yuzhi saw that his sister's Yuan Ying showed signs of dissipation after blocking it, and hurried over to use his body to resist the blood cells to let his sister get out.

Lao Li was powerless at this time, so he could only do it in a hurry, watching the blood ball be blocked and transformed into a fireball, constantly invading Youzhi's body, and the illusory Yuan Ying had begun to become illusory, and it seemed that he was about to lose his soul. In a hurry, he could only shout: "Ding Cong, you fucking hurry up, I can't stand it!"

How could Ding Cong not know that it was in danger, but the weak water sword was like a bottomless pit, and the soul power poured into it did not have the slightest feeling of fullness. This is also the first time that Ding Cong has been so energetic, and he doesn't understand why such a thing happened. The more anxious he was, the slower the soul power was transmitted, and the sideburns on Ding Cong's forehead were cold sweat, and he kept saying in his heart: "Quick, fast, why haven't you been full yet? ”

At this time, Yuzhi was completely involved in the fireball, but in order to buy time for Ding Cong and not hurt her sister, she began to absorb the untransformed blood in the fireball like absorbing a heat wave.

Ying Ran saw that his attack was still blocked, and he also sighed in his heart, but at this moment, it was also a critical moment, and he could no longer be distracted by other things. Secretly resigned himself to fate, and began to concentrate on merging the two powers.

Perhaps it was because of the lack of control that it should have, and the fireball was obviously powerless, and it was dragged by the scorching force, but it burned in place. The rubble underneath the fireball was also flesh and blood, but it had not yet been ignited by the flames, and it began to come alive under the flames.

The gravel under Ding Cong's feet slowly turned into blood, and his feet began to sink down. When his calf was also covered by blood, Ding Cong suddenly felt that there was another familiar power in the blood in addition to the power of flames. Ding Cong was stunned for a moment, and it was not a question of how much strength he had charged, but that the weak water sword was not complete now.

On that day, he used the weak water sword as a guide to integrate soul power into Ying Ran's body, which coagulated his blood. But how can the blood be neutralized by the soul power? Of course, it is a part of the weak water that enters with the soul power to play a coagulant effect.

The weak water sword was originally transformed by weak water, but Ding Cong was usually used to the form of its long sword, so he didn't remember that it was water for a while. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ding Cong's mouth, and he immediately began to look for the residual traces of weak water in the blood water.

The blood and water are all flowing with Ying Ran as the center, and now Ding Cong's divine consciousness is also attached to the residue of weak water in the blood water, and he began to wander in Ying Ran's body, sensing the changes in Ying Ran's flesh and blood, and looking for more weak water residues.

Ying Ran reconciled the two innate opposing forces with all his strength when the flesh and blood were attached to the bones, and he didn't know that there was a third force in his body. It was a very weak force, and it was also water, but it was less gentle and more sharp than gold. The weak water slowly gathered together in Ying Ran's body, and the divine consciousness that Ding Cong had infiltrated directed it to turn into a sharp small sword, resting on the thyroid bone.

"Ah~ahh

There is no need for it, and there is no need to worry about the failure of the strong attack. Ding Cong began to retract some of his soul power when he thought of the changes in the weak water sword. Now the time had come, and the huge weak water sword flew out towards the lightning bolt, and the tip of the sword pointed at the center of the thyroid bone.

Ying Ran also knew for a long time that once the attack could not stop Ding Cong, he would inevitably attack his throat, so he also gathered flesh and blood here first to strengthen his defense. It's just that I never expected that as soon as the tip of the sword touched the newly born muscle, the muscle was cut from the inside and bloomed like a cross flower.

The edge of the weak water sword was not blocked in any way, and it directly hit the thyroid bone, and then slashed down.

No matter how hard the bones were, they couldn't resist the sharpness of the weak water sword, and they just made some unpleasant hard object friction sounds, which immediately turned into the sound of bones shattering. There was a cracking sound, and the thyroid bone was split in two vertically from the middle, and a small black dragon resembling a primordial infant appeared.

The weak water sword was already attached to Ding Cong's soul power, and it was the most enjoyable to kill this kind of divine soul. The black dragon didn't have time to dodge before it was pierced by the sharp edge and nailed to the bone wall of the cavity. The Divine Consciousness that infiltrated Ying Ran's blood controlled the weak water and quickly wrapped the little dragon and sealed it for the time being.

After dealing with Xiaolong, Ding Cong's fierce punch slammed into the fireball not far in front of him, knocking out Youzhi, and then threw out a ball of light to cover the Yuanying who was about to fly away, and then turned the weak water sword back to smash the fireball in front of him. This series of actions are completed in the electric light and flint, which can be said to be clean and neat.

At this time, a small water ball also floated in front of Ding Cong, and a swarthy dragon soul was trapped inside.

Lao Li only exhaled at this time, although he did not participate in the war, but this thrilling picture one after another, it had already made him physically and mentally exhausted, and then he relaxed when he saw that the overall situation had been decided, and he fell into the blood and laughed.

Before Lao Li's laughter fell, a very subtle voice came out, and the voice was full of violence and madness.

"Hahaha, Ding Cong, don't think it's over like this, none of you can escape, everyone has to die, hahaha, let's die together, let's all die, haha......"

A small voice came from the water balloon, and it was the dragon soul that should have come from.

Ding Cong grabbed the water balloon, wrinkled his brows, and asked, "Yes, it's all come to this point, what else do you want to do?"

Lao Li also slowly got up and walked to Ding Cong's side, tapped the water balloon with his hand and said, "If you could kill people just by talking about it, you would have died a thousand times, naïve black caterpillar." ”

It should have been said by Lao Li that it was a black caterpillar, and he was even more angry, and roared: "Who is the black caterpillar! ”

Hearing this, Ding Cong suddenly understood what he was referring to, looked up at the unending flesh and blood rebirth, and found that the breath did not stop at all with the trapped dragon soul, and the huge energy was still gushing out.

Ding Cong casually threw the water balloon to Lao Li and flew to the cracked thyroid bone, and pressed his hand on the bone wall for a moment before exclaiming: "Damn, fuck it!"

As soon as Ding Cong spoke, Lao Li knew that something bad was going to happen, a person who never swore suddenly burst into foul mouth, it was definitely not good. Sure enough, Ding Cong returned to Lao Li's side, grabbed the water balloon and held it in his hand fiercely, and asked angrily: "Tell me quickly, is there any way to stop it?"

Ying Ran laughed and said, "Anxious, it's useless, unless you let me go and help me balance the two forces, otherwise everyone will die." Hahaha......"

Ding Cong's forehead was bruised, and he kept scolding: "Bastard, bastard!"

Lao Li asked inexplicably, "What happened?"

Ding Cong said angrily: "This guy is mixing two diametrically opposed forces to resurrect, and now that the dragon soul is trapped, those two forces have lost control and have begun to oppose each other, I'm afraid this place will really turn into ashes." ”

Lao Li was also a little flustered after hearing this, and asked, "Is there no other way?"

Ding Cong said fiercely: "What else, without the soul dominating the two forces, no matter how balanced the external force is, it is useless." ”

At this time, You Zhi on the side suddenly shouted: "Phantom Burn, Phantom Burn, how are you?" Lord Ding Cong, come and see my sister. ”

Ding Cong was disturbed, and when he heard Yu Zhi's shout, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly dodged to the side of the Phantom Burning Yuan Baby. Yu Zhi was at a loss at this time, and there were no tears in her shriveled eyes, but everyone knew that she was crying helplessly.

The Phantom Flame Yuan Infant in the ball of light was already on the verge of dissipation, and was looking at Yu Zhi with a faint smile, but unfortunately she couldn't speak.

Ding Cong was stunned for a moment when he saw the state of the illusory fire, then grabbed the ball of light and flew to the side of the nailoid bone again, threw the ball of light into the cavity with his backhand, and flew out from the center of his eyebrows A smaller fluorescent light flashed into the phantom infant. Only then did he desperately put the two cracked thyroid bones together outside. Fearing that he would not be able to close it tightly, he broke off his left index finger and pressed it against the gap in the thyroid bone. As soon as the fingers touched the attached flesh, it immediately turned into a shield-shaped shape, tightly pulling the flesh on both sides and fusing together.