As the words fell, the blue flames on his body became even stronger.

His aura rises again!

But it also meant that his spirit burned faster.

Even if he wouldn't be killed by Liu Qingcang, it wouldn't be long before he would die because his soul burned out.

Ding Jingshun had fearless eyes, like a rocket launching, carrying a blue flame tail, and rushed towards Liu Qingcang in the air.

At this time, Ding Jingming, who was lying in the center of the main hall of the Witch God Sect, looked at his brother with empty eyes, tears flashing in his eyes.

He said in a small voice: "Brother... Let's go... Leave me alone......"

A tear full of distress flowed down the corner of his eye.

He really wanted to help his brother, but he was born without a spiritual root, and he was destined to become a cultivator.

One's eyes are bigger than one's stomach..

At the same time, he felt deeply remorseful.

If it weren't for Ding Jingshun to save him, Ding Jingshun would not have burned his soul, would not have consumed Shouyuan, and would not have been injured.

He blamed himself for being caught in the Witch God Cult and causing trouble for his brother.

When he was thirteen years old, his parents left him.

He and his brother depend on each other.

His brother was very good to him, and when he was wronged when he was a child, his brother would always help him out.

The sentence that made him remember deeply was: "Which little bastard beat my brother, get out of here and be beaten!" ”

His brother is like a big hero, always standing in front of him, helping him from the wind and rain, protecting him, and taking care of him......

He once accidentally broke one of the few jobs in his family, and he thought his brother would beat and scold him.

But what he didn't expect was that his brother not only did not beat and scold him, but also comforted him in turn.

He will never forget that scene, and his brother touched his head at that time, and said softly:

"Jingming, don't be afraid, my brother won't blame you, we are all human beings, who wouldn't make mistakes?"

"But if you want to make mistakes and know your mistakes, it's good not to make an example."

He feels very happy to have such an older brother.

...

Liu Qingcang, who was wearing a dark red cloak and a crown on his head, looked at Ding Jingshun who rushed towards him with contempt.

Ding Jingshun's fist with blue fire had not yet smashed into Liu Qingcang's body.

He was kicked out by Liu Qingcang's sudden kick.

Plop ——!

This kick was like a mountain, and Ding Jingshun slammed it to the ground.

A deep pit appeared, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Liu Qingcang, who was in the sky, looked down at Ding Jingming below, and said in a cold voice:

"You hurt my daughter, and I said I wouldn't let you die easily!"

"If you have a backbone, you will come and beat me!"

"Ahem, ahem! Ding Jingshun, who was in blue flames, stood up with his hands on the ground and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

There was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, he was in the smoke and dust, and he looked up at Liu Qingcang angrily: "Arrogant your mother!" I'm going to kill you! ”

He scolded angrily, and with a force under his feet, like a missile, he shot towards Liu Qingcang again.

"I can't help myself!" Liu Qingcang put his hands in his pockets, and when Ding Jingshun was caught off guard, he kicked him out with a kick.

Thump!

A deep pit appeared, and Ding Jingshun was injured.

"Grass mud mom! Kill you, demon! Ding Jingming was crazy, endured the pain, and rushed again.

If it weren't for the fact that he had quenched his body fifty times, his physical strength was not comparable to that of ordinary monks, and he would have been dead at this moment.

Of course, in order to torture Ding Jingshun, Liu Qingcang didn't use much skill at all.

Plop ——!

This time, Liu Qingcang didn't even bother to use his feet, and a cloud of black mist erupted from him.

directly blasted Ding Jingshun out.

The latter had no ability to resist in the slightest.

"Grass, uncle! ......." Ding Jingshun scolded angrily and stood up again!

"your ancestors! Ding Jingshun was covered in blood, and the blue flames on his body weakened.

His soul seemed to be burning out.

Ding Jingshun suddenly felt a sharp pain!

It hurts so much that it makes his face twisted! The muscles are bursting out!

He knew to himself that this was the backlash of the soul sacrifice technique, and he began to attack.

There is a price to pay for the use of forbidden techniques.

When the soul is completely burned out, he will suffer the most extreme pain!

And then face death...

Ding Jingshun endured the severe pain, stood up again and again, and rushed towards Liu Qingcang.

and then was beaten out again and again by Liu Qingcang.

Ding Jingshun's clothes have long been soaked with blood, and his whole body is full of wounds!

Ding Jingming, who witnessed all this, burst into tears, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother! ... Please... Leave me alone......"

Even if he used his best strength, he could only make a faint sound, and Ding Jingshun, who was beaten violently in the distance, couldn't hear it at all.

Even if he hears it, he won't give up on his brother!

Watching his brother fall down again and again, and standing up with scars and pain, his heart was like a knife!

It's so hard that I can't breathe.

What makes him blame himself the most is that his brother's current situation is all because of him......

Plop ——!

Ding Jingshun was bombarded into the pit, this time,

He couldn't stand up...

His body was close to its limit, and his breath was getting weaker.

Liu Qingcang, who was standing in the air, put his hands behind his back, looked at Ding Jingshun below with disdain, and sneered:

"Yo! Aren't you a strong physique? Only then was he knocked down twenty-five times by this seat, and he couldn't stand up? ”

"Aren't you going to kill this seat? Come on? Hit me? ”

The believers of the Wushen Sect, seeing Ding Jingshun's tragic situation, all showed a smug smile.

"In front of our sect leader, you're not even a fart!"

"Isn't your forbidden art awesome? Stand up? ”

"Hahahaha, little body cultivator, how can you fight against our powerful sect master? It's a dream! ”

“.....”

Hearing the ridicule of Liu Qingcang and the followers of the Witch God Sect, Ding Jingshun used all his strength, and only raised his finger.

I can't stand up...

There was a hint of despair in his eyes.

Am I really unable to save my brother?

Even though he is in danger, he is still worried about his brother......

......

Near Huangyang City.

Midair.

"Senior Brother Lu Chen, slow down!" Xia Zhining, who was standing behind Lu Chen, said coquettishly with a hint of fear on her pretty face.

Lu Chen, who was standing on the hilt of the sword, raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "No, it can't be any more slow!" ”

Lu Chen had never had the feeling of flying the imperial sword, and now he had obtained the Ancient Divine Sword, the Zhuxian Sword.

He wanted to experience what it was like to fly.

Originally, he planned to experience it alone, but Xia Zhining begged him pitifully and wanted to be with him.

Lu Chen had no choice but to take Xia Zhining and wander around aimlessly.

After the experience, Lu Chen found that it was still better to travel on the boat!

Standing on top of this, not only is it windy, but the flight speed is not as fast as that of the Divine Boat.

Of course, it may also be that his cultivation is the reason why his speed can't catch up with the Divine Boat.