"No ......",

The two heart demon black mist twisted incessantly in the dazzling lightning, and finally annihilated in the lightning.

With a "boom", Thunder Tribulation let out an angry roar.

The roar resounded between the heavens and the earth, shaking Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

He looked up at the rolling dark clouds and the flickering lightning of the silver snake calmly, the thunder tribulation had not yet landed, which meant that his Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation had not officially begun.

This is an endless expanse, a vast color in the endless void.

There is also a void under his feet, and there is no physical object.

Ding Xiaoyi seemed to be standing alone in the dome.

The dark clouds were actually condensed by the lightning, there were no dark clouds at all, everything was just a virtual appearance.

Only the flickering lightning is real, and the thunder is real.

The Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation is far from being as simple as it seems, after killing the Heart Demon Tribulation, Ding Xiaoyi didn't know what was next, he clenched the long sword and secretly looked forward to it.

"Click",

I saw that the endless vastness suddenly shattered open, and a crack like a ravine appeared in front of Ding Xiaoyi's eyes.

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled, he saw a mysterious light swept out of the dark clouds of lightning and thunder.

The light directly rolled Ding Xiaoyi up towards the ravine-like crack.

Before Ding Xiaoyi could react, his body had already shuttled into the crack.

An indescribable feeling of weightlessness came over me.

Ding Xiaoyi's body kept churning, and a wave of dizziness surged in, causing him to quickly lose consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was on a battlefield

Middle.

This is a battlefield that has ended.

The earth was full of blood, and countless corpses of soldiers were piled up.

Ding Xiaoyi stood alone in the battlefield under the sunset, and he looked around blankly.

Blood gushed out from the corpses, each corpse had lost its vitality, and Ding Xiaoyi's eyes showed a hint of pity.

He didn't know what the battlefield of the great war that had just ended had anything to do with his Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation, and he slowly wandered through the corpse-like battlefield.

He saw a young soldier lying in a pool of blood, and he saw that the general, who was in the prime of life, had also been shot into a hedgehog by the arrow.

He also saw the wrinkled faces of countless veterans who had perished with the enemy soldiers.

War is often the most brutal, just as cruel as the world of practice.

After a war, no side emerges.

Because both sides are losers.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't know what this war would bring to this world and even these two countries.

His figure was dragged by the sunset, and he was used to seeing life and death parting with him once again appeared on the battlefield, but it was a different taste.

What does this have to do with the Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation, he doesn't understand.

He just sensed that his state of mind seemed to have changed a little.

On the surface, he was calm, but he felt that his state of mind seemed to have become more vast, which was a change in his state of mind.

He continued to walk through the battlefield, and then he walked out of the battlefield.

He came to a flood-ravaged land, and he saw the bodies of ordinary mortals who had been displaced

Shadow.

The land was muddy, and in the mud there were the corpses of mortals who had already died of exhaustion.

Compared to the battlefield where the corpses were piled up, the scene here was even more poignant.

The battlefield where the corpses are piled up is tragic, but the scene here is poignant.

Ding Xiaoyi was like a passerby, he stepped in the mud and quietly watched the rickety figures of ordinary mortals who had suffered natural disasters move away

their hometown.

He saw all kinds of natural disasters spread across the world, and he saw the bones on the side of the road being eaten by a pack of wild dogs.

He saw the body of a child torn apart by a pack of wild wolves.

Ding Xiaoyi was speechless, this is a natural disaster, but war is a man-made disaster.

He could only watch it all in silence.

The scene of the Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation made him immersive, he didn't know why the Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation did this, and almost all of the scenes that were conjured up were real.

After leaving the scene of the flood raging, he reappeared in the city that had been eroded by disease.

He saw everywhere ordinary people moaning and moaning, their eyes glazed and they seemed to have lost faith in life.

The corpses of the sick and dead people were wantonly discarded at the foot of the city wall, and the smell of corpses filled the air.

It is not known whether it was the plague or some contagious disease that has eaten away at the city.

There was no hope in this city, all he saw was the desperate look in his eyes and his dead face.

This city has long been closed, and there is nowhere to escape.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart rippled, and his heart trembled slightly as he looked at these mortals who were waiting to die and be terminally ill.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are presented one by one

It was as if he had experienced it himself.

Ding Xiaoyi's mood also changed a little, but he didn't notice it.

Then he wandered like a passer-by, in the world shrouded in death.

Ding Xiaoyi looked up at this void, and he found that he didn't know when the dark clouds in the void were also shrouded.

All the corpses turned into clouds of black mist and poured towards him.

He saw faces that were tearing and screaming, and he saw them contort and pounce on him.

Ding Xiaoyi was shocked into a cold sweat, and he raised the long sword in his hand to stir up a brilliant sword.

The sword slashed out, directly annihilating those frightened and screaming faces.

Ding Xiaoyi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the surrounding environment changed again.

He was back in the void, under the thunderous clouds.

I saw that the clouds of calamity gathered dense lightning, and the lightning slashed down towards him.

One after another lightning slashed into his body, and a burst of unconcealable tearing pain immediately spread, and Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a painful expression.

"Bang, bang, bang",

The dense lightning slashed directly down on his body, and the powerful force almost tore his flesh apart.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect the power of this Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation to be so strong.

He had to use his sword intent to resist the bombardment of thunder and lightning.

With the sword intent, the thunder in the dark clouds became even more violent, as if a hideous beast was roaring.

"Woo ......",

Another dazzling burst of lightning sparked, and the lightning turned into a rain of thunder and lightning

Crashing down his flesh.

"Boom, boom, boom", the lightning exploded on his body, and the powerful force of the electric shock blasted his body to the ground.

After several waves of thunderstorms, Ding Xiaoyi was already in a state of breath disorder.

The cloth he was wearing had already been shattered into countless pieces by the thunderstorm.

The power of the Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation exceeded Ding Xiaoyi's expectations, and the sword bone behind him stirred up a rolling torrent, and the blazing torrent couldn't stop impacting his body.

"Zheng ......",

A sword groan rang in his ears.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes raised, and the light of his eyes condensed with sword intent shot towards the thunder tribulation clouds.

He raised his magic sword and turned into a dragon that rushed to the sky, and the long sword made a sword groan in his hand.

The high-pitched sword groan resounded throughout the void, and the brilliant sword light was even more so

It turned into a colorful streamer and shot directly towards the thunderous clouds.

Ding Xiaoyi felt that the sword bone behind him was overflowing with supreme sword intent, and that sword bone also contained the supreme power of the sword saint.

So that's the case, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved.

The Sacred Heart Thunder Tribulation was already as fragile as paper paste in his eyes.

The sword slashed through the thunderbolt and plunged directly into the dark clouds.

Clusters of dazzling sword rays exploded, and the sword rays directly tore the dark clouds into countless pieces.

The thunderstorm dissipated, and a figure with endless holy power appeared in the void.

"What is the Sacred Heart?"

The huge figure in the void made a majestic sound, and the phantom was like the master of the Holy Realm.

Although the figure is blurred, it gives Ding Xiaoyi an irresistible domineering momentum.

"What is the Sacred Heart", Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up

Shoot, he couldn't help but mutter.

"What is the Sacred Heart?" The figure that covered the sky and the sun issued a supreme and majestic question to Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi already had a lot of answers in his heart, but he always felt that none of them were the answers he wanted.

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