Ding Ling's current realm is very strange.

Although he has already condensed his godhead, his godhead is condensed in the heart of the Dao, but his godhead is condensed in the space of the Tree of Destiny. Then, although his realm and attack power are above the spirit immortal, even stronger than the heavenly rank, his defense is slightly worse than the middle level of the earth realm.

Not to mention the spirit immortals, once they become immortals, they will condense their Dao hearts and form a layer of absolute defense, which can almost ignore any spirit decision below the heavenly level. Even a mid-level cultivator in the realm can defend against magic weapons and spiritual determinations.

Dante Zero has neither......

So...... He was pierced through the chest with a blow.

Blood gushed from five blood holes, pain tearing through his nerves and blocking his spiritual power.

At this moment, his Qiankun space and destiny tree space were all cut off by the power of this claw!

He staggered forward, but his body fell to his knees involuntarily.

A great grief arose.

I saw that Zhang Guo Lao had completely turned into a huge blood-colored ball of light, and from his body, it emitted a light like endless blood, and this light crossed and converged beside him, and in just an instant, a five-pointed star formation centered on him was formed.

Mingyue snorted, and her powerful human power was quickly released.

"I! is the Nine Heavens Xuannu Our Lady Yuanjun Great Heavenly Venerable!"

As she personally drank her holy name, a suffocating power suddenly surged, this power had the power of the world, the power of the ancients, and the spiritual power......

With the release of this power, the huge ball of flesh wrapped in Zhang Guolao's wings instantly skyrocketed, like a balloon, and was suddenly stretched open several times!

However, Zhang Guo's voice then sounded.

"Niangniang, a wisp of your soul was suppressed in the Lock Demon Tower in the blue sky, and now I am afraid that it has been devoured by those ancient demons...... Even if you wake up now, you're completely using your mantis arm as a car! Can you escape from my palm?"

As his words fell, the ball of flesh shrank rapidly.

Mingyue snorted again, and after a moment she shouted, "Ding Ling, you go!"

Ding Ling fell to his knees, his body trembling constantly, and his hands were deeply inserted into the dirt because of the pain.

His spiritual power, the power of the world, quickly escaped towards the surroundings with the five holes in his chest, and with the escape of these spiritual powers, the entire space also became torn.

This space is like an old movie, flickering everywhere, black spots everywhere, and in just a moment, the picture of the whole space becomes fragmented.

"Let's go...... He can't refine me......"

Mingyue's voice sounded again.

However, Ding Ling clearly heard the desperation and determination in Mingyue's tone.

He and she are all too familiar.

"What if you're gone?" he looked up, the blood in his eyes gone, followed by a desperate blankness.

Mingyue's voice began to tremble: "Wait for me to reincarnate." ”

However, at this time, Zhang Guolao's voice rose again: "It's very touching." Pity...... If you haven't condensed your godhead, you can really fall into reincarnation, but now your godhead is just condensed, and I just happened to give it up...... Tsk......"

The bright moon was silent again.

Ding Ling began to cry.

In my mind, one image after another began to shuttle like slow motion. From the moment Mingyue woke up, to Mingyue walked out of the space of the Tree of Destiny, appeared in front of him as a five-year-old child, and then pouted his ass and collected medicine with himself, refining medicine.

Then he fell asleep with his heart attached.

Then, as she grew up, she gradually remembered too many things, gradually became sober, and gradually ...... She wasn't the little girl who had to rely on herself to sleep. Instead, it has become the bright moon that he relies on and relies on the most.

Yes, he and her are connected by heart and blood.

Seeing the spiritual power in his chest surging out like a flood of floods, Ding Ling's tears rolled down his cheeks.

Gradually, his vision began to blur, and it began to be bloody.

His tears had turned into blood.

Even if a man sheds tears, he sheds blood and tears!

His head slowly drooped, ready to give up.

However, at this moment, a spiritual power that seemed to come from the ethereal and unpredictable atrium space suddenly rose above his destiny tree, and that spiritual power just swept through the space, and began to repair the atrium space that was about to collapse for him.

Feeling this familiar spiritual power, Ding Ling cried bitterly again.

This spiritual power is ******.

"Mom...... I'm going to die. He muttered, and in the corner of his eye, he saw that the red light of the old blood spirit array had begun to become fragmented - this was not really fragmented, but the space from his line of sight to the blood river array, because of the collapse of his spiritual power.

In his mind, he suddenly felt that his mother was standing in front of him, gently touching his head.

"Tintin, as a man, the first thing is to be responsible. It's not about courage, it's not about temper, it's about character. It's one thing to do it or not, and it's another thing to do it without consequences. ”

"But I can't help it!

Ding Ling roared loudly, he raised his head suddenly, grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword and threw it at Zhang Guolao.

The Xuanyuan Sword flew crookedly in the air for a distance and then landed suddenly.

In his heart, Mingyue's weak voice came again.

"Ding Ling, I beg you...... Let's go. We...... Afterlife...... Good bye. ”

Ding Ling lowered his head again, but after a moment, he raised it again.

His mouth had been bitten out of deep blood, and his right hand was clutching his left chest.

He gasped for air, his eyes shining like a beast on the verge of extinction.

It shouldn't be like this, if he and Mingyue are a story, then the ending of the story shouldn't be like this...... There must be a way.

He roared vigorously, silently reciting the trick in his sleeve.

He put his divine consciousness into the Qiankun space, and then took out a large handful of elixirs in the middle of the Qiankun that seemed to be about to shatter.

Yes, Mom is right, he shouldn't give up, at least, he shouldn't wait for death.

Even if he wants to die, he should die after Mingyue dies!

Just as he was about to withdraw his divine consciousness from the universe, an object like a spinning top appeared in his eyes.

Maybe it shouldn't be called a spinning top, because the central axis doesn't break through the plate, but ...... It's kind of like one of those boxes that can hold fifty discs, with a column in the middle.

The box also happened to contain something similar to a CD.

It was the sundial and the silence that was put on it.

In the dark space, the sundial exudes a warm glow.

Is that you? Ding Ling used his divine sense to take out the sundial and silence that seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties.

On the other side, Mingyue was already silent, and the human power she exuded was about to disappear.

Ding Ling knelt on the ground, he held the sundial in both hands, and his eyes glowed with a beastly cold light.

The next second, he pressed the sundial to his chest.

Blood stained the sundial red.

In an instant, the light rose.