How did that kiss not make Ding Xiaoyi's heart numb?

That kiss that eats the bones and eats the soul lingers in Ding Xiaoyi's mind.

That kiss made Ding Xiaoyi feel a little uneasy.

And it was that kiss,

made Ding Xiaoyi hug Xue Ningsheng tightly without hesitation, as if Xue Ningsheng was about to leave him in the next moment.

The warm lips were imprinted on Ding Xiaoyi's dry lips, and they were inseparable for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been,

Only then did Ding Xiaoyi feel Xue Ningsheng's delicate body tremble slightly, but there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

His spiritual sea was pierced by a sword,

Ding Xiaoyi's face became extremely pale, and he looked at Xue Ningsheng in disbelief.

He never thought that Xue Ningsheng would take the opportunity to sneak attack him, and that sword condensed the power of the violent thunder and lightning law, breaking his spiritual sea in one fell swoop.

"Bang",

Ding Xiaoyi's body staggered upside down and flew up.

His body was knocked away by Xue Ningsheng's palm.

At this time, Xue Ningshang burst into tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry ,......."

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't hear Xue Ningsheng's bitter and helpless apology.

Because the sharp pain gushing out of his lower abdomen submerged his whole body, and also submerged his trace of clarity.

His spiritual sea was broken,

The furious Gangyuan swept out like a violent wind, and the bursts of tearing pain made Ding Xiaoyi tremble.

Ding Xiaoyi, who flew out upside down, did not have a trace of anger on his face, he just calmly looked at Xue Ningsheng who was hiding his face and sobbing.

He really wanted to ask why, why did Xue Ningshang sneak attack him?

But his lips squirmed a few times, but he couldn't say a word.

Linghai suffered a heavy blow,

A body of Gangyuan leaked out, and he was completely reduced to a waste.

He was unwilling, he wanted to yell,......。

But his consciousness soon fell into darkness,

He felt like a candle flame in the middle of endless darkness.

As if he could be swallowed up by the darkness at any moment, he felt that he was so tired that he wanted to get some sleep.

"Roar ......",

Just when Ding Xiaoyi's consciousness was about to fall into a coma,

He heard a terrifying roar, the roar of the corpse.

Then

He didn't know anything anymore because he felt like he was really asleep.

What happened outside, he didn't want to care, and he couldn't control it.

Just after Ding Xiaoyi was hit hard by Xue Ningsheng's sword.

Xuantian Yin turned into a streamer and sank into the Qiankun bag, but the long sword kept haunting Ding Xiaoyi and did not leave.

"Crazy Xue, what good is it for you to kill him?" The Corpse King roared angrily, and he roared at Xue Yiren.

But Xue Yiren had a complicated expression on his face,

The expression was remorse and decisiveness, indifference and warmth. At this time, Xue Ningsheng looked at Ding Xiaoyi floating in the void blankly.

She really wanted to fly towards Ding Xiaoyi,

But she finally flinched, and she looked at Xue Yiren blankly.

"Corpse King, if he doesn't die, we will all be enslaved by him, do you think I will be enslaved by a mortal cultivator who only has a super-grade realm?"

Xue Yiren's face returned to that cold-blooded and ruthless expression, and he said to the Corpse King faintly.

"Old ghost, is this what you think?" The Corpse King turned to the Ghost Ancestor and asked.

But the Ghost Ancestor had a strange smile on his face, obviously he had already expected such a result.

"Coffin Mountain, Coffin Mountain, isn't it just a spatial artifact from the past, as long as we find a way to control this Coffin Mountain, we can naturally go out." The Ghost Ancestor was calm

replied.

And Xue Yiren's face also changed slightly,

"Old ghost, do you already know how to control this coffin mountain?"

Xue Yiren asked the Ghost Ancestor coldly, but the Corpse King was furious.

The white bone in his hand turned into a peerless divine weapon and swung towards Xue Ningsheng.

Xue Ningshang broke through Ding Xiaoyi's Linghai, and the crime was unforgivable.

Xue Ningshang's eyes were full of tears, and she looked blankly at Ding Xiaoyi, who didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

For the powerful blow of the corpse king, she didn't even dodge it.

There was a relieved look in her eyes.

If her death can be forgiven by Ding Xiaoyi, then she will die calmly.

"Corpse King, this is my descendant."

With a wave of the long sword in Xue Yiren's hand, the sword qi like a pillar of light slammed into the white bone in the corpse king's hand, and an earth-shattering loud sound shook open.

"Bang",

Xue Ningshang was finally swept away by the aftermath of the impact of the two masters.

Instead, her figure staggered upside down.

She remembered Ding Xiaoyi's angry expression and anxious gaze when she was killed, and Ding Xiaoyi cared about her from beginning to end.

She remembered the duel with Ding Xiaoyi when she was in Shangzhou.

Although she lost, the figure remained imprinted in her mind.

The sky is full of cold light and shadow frost,

A sword shocked the condensation,

This is her poem number.

And she let the powerful aftermath struck her, and she allowed the aftermath to carry her body into the void.

Maybe staying away from Ding Xiaoyi was the best choice, and Xue Ningsheng's body floated into the depths of the void.

"Old ghost, if you had a way to get out, you would have done it a long time ago, so why wait until now." The Corpse King was furious, and he couldn't help but roar at the Ghost Ancestor.

I saw that the corpse king rolled up his long sleeves and rolled Ding Xiaoyi into his arms.

Rolled into his arms with Ding Xiaoyi was the crystal skeleton.

The Corpse King tore the space open and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xue Yiren's eyes flickered, his face showed unwillingness, but the ghost ancestor had a weird smile on his face that was undisguised.

[In view of the general environment,

"Old ghost, what can you do?" Xue Yiren asked the Ghost Ancestor.

But the Ghost Ancestor watched the Corpse King leave with Ding Xiaoyi and the bones of the Corpse Ancestor, and he didn't speak.

The figure of the corpse king completely disappeared from their sight, and he looked at the Xue Yiren who was full of doubts.

But Xue Yiren's gaze fell on Xue Ningsheng, who was floating towards the depths of the void, and finally he let out a long sigh.

Seeing that Xue Yiren flicked his sleeves and rolled the heart-like Xue Ningsheng in front of him, the Ghost Ancestor said slowly, "Wait."

Just the word "wait" had already revealed all his plans, and Xue Yiren's face showed a hint of understanding.

It was precisely because of the word "wait" that Xue Yiren was completely relieved.

He also left with Xue Ningsheng, whose face was like ashes, tearing the space, and only the Ghost Ancestor was left in the vast void.

He stood in the dim void like a peerless master.

Ding Xiaoyi woke up faintly,

The sharp pain that surged all over his body was constantly eroding his mind, but under his lower abdomen, he couldn't feel any Gangyuan.

His spiritual sea was shattered by that sword, and his cultivation also collapsed in that instant.

His face was pale, but his heart was filled with grief.

He didn't expect that the sword would be stabbed by Xue Ningsheng,

He would rather let that sword be stabbed by Xue Yiren.

But the reality is so cruel, this sword just makes Ding Xiaoyi pounding

Xue Ningsheng, who was moved, stabbed it out.

Are you unwilling, are you annoyed?

Ding Xiaoyi found that his heart was as calm as water at the moment,

He couldn't have any resentment towards Xue Ningsheng, he couldn't even hate Xue Ningsheng.

Ding Xiaoyi found himself in a dark environment,

This should be a stone chamber, and it is even darker and darker.

He surveyed his body,

He found that his spiritual sea was in shambles, and the spiritual sea was long gone. Only a few traces of Gangyuan remained in his body.

Without Gang Yuan's support, even if he has a super grade realm of cultivation, it is still vulnerable.

Even the swordsmanship he was so proud of couldn't be used.

Fortunately, his sea of knowledge is still there, and his sea of life is still there, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

"Are you awake?" An ancient and vicissitudes of life sounded, and Ding Xiaoyi knew that it was the voice of the corpse king.

"Senior, where is this?"

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

He knew he was still in this mountain of coffins,

Coffin Mountain is a separate space, and this space is like a miniature world.

"We are still in this coffin mountain", the ancient, double vicissitudes of life voice sounded again.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that his guess was not wrong.

"Senior, can't you leave this coffin mountain?"

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask the Corpse King suspiciously, he felt that with the strength of the Corpse King and the Ghost Ancestor, he should want to go out.

"I can't leave for the time being, so adjust your mentality first. The next step is to fuse the bones of the Corpse Ancestor, and when you fuse the bones of this Corpse Ancestor, I will tell you everything." The corpse king said calmly to Ding Xiaoyi.