"The body is skinned, and the parents are received. ”

Fusu no longer thought about any of what Ding Ning said, but lowered his head and said, "If my death can bury an enemy like you who worries them, then I would rather die." ”

Ding Ning didn't say anything more, his mood was very peaceful, and in a sense, he was even a little relieved, because he didn't misunderstand Fusu.

The darkness of the night seemed to be unusually long, and the dark shadows of the night demon ape were restless in the sky not far away, and the red eyes were like ghost fires in the darkness.

As time passed, the old monk of Donghu still did not open his eyes, but these night demon apes in the sky first felt a strange aura, from the restlessness of pure waiting and bloodthirsty suppression, to a restlessness in the face of unknown fear.

In the face of crises and some subtle changes in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, the instinctive perception of the vast majority of demon beasts even surpassed that of powerful cultivators.

The anomalies of these demon beasts naturally woke up the several grandmasters who were waiting.

These Grandmasters couldn't grasp exactly where this change in Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi came from, but in the next few breaths, they determined that this incomprehensible change in Qi came from the old monk Donghu who was still closing his eyes.

A loud voice suddenly rang out in the sky.

It was an astonishing flow of vitality that vibrated with their violently fluctuating state of mind.

These Grandmasters finally understood what Ding Ning was waiting for when he stayed here.

Even the eldest grandson Qianxue didn't really react until this time, and in the grand voice that sounded in the sky, she also looked at the old monk Donghu beside her with some shock, and asked Ding Ning, "He's not healing, he's breaking the realm?"

"Breaking the realm is the best way to heal. ”

Ding Ning looked at her and said, "At this time, we finally have a chance to survive. ”

The Eight Realms are a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm for the Seven Realms Grandmaster, and it is an unknown realm that cannot be speculated, and the eldest grandson Qianxue believes that even if it is Ding Ning, it was just a guess before, and it is only at this time that it can be confirmed, because of the previous battle with Emperor Yuanwu, this old monk who has touched the edge of the Eight Realms has finally truly grasped the opportunity to break through the realm.

In battle, it is not without precedent to break through the realm when life and death are in danger, but in the entire history of the cultivation world, there is really no precedent for the seven realms to step into the eight realms in battle.

The old monk of Donghu has already shown signs of stepping into the Eight Realms, and there have been incomprehensible changes in the Qi of the Seven Realms between heaven and earth.

There may be a second cultivator in the world who has stepped into the Eight Realms, and this Eight Realms cultivator is the attendant who guards Ding Ning.

However, at this time, neither Ding Ning nor the eldest grandson Qianxue had a trace of warmth and relaxation.

Because no one could predict how long it would take him to break through the realm, and the few grandmasters who were waiting would not allow him to break through the realm.

The grand sound that sounded in the sky that was purely caused by the movement of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi like a mountain instantly turned into all kinds of sharp cutting sounds that broke through the air, and then turned into a violent killing intent.

Between Fusu's life and whether or not to sit back and create an enemy of the Eight Realms of the Great Qin Empire, these grandmasters made the same choice at the same time.

Ding Ning and Eldest Sun Qianxue glanced at each other deeply, and then looked up at the sky.

They knew that this might be their last time.

The eldest grandson Qianxue waved his hand and slashed out a cold sword light.

The sword intent contained in this cold sword light makes people can't help but think of the pool of cold water in the lonely courtyard that never moves, or the plum blossoms that are always calm by the pond when winter goes to spring, but no one has ever stopped in front of this plum tree.

This sword intent is waiting.

Alone and waiting.

For many years in Changling, the eldest grandson Qianxue did not know Ding Ning's true identity, she had the deepest love, and she also had the deepest hatred.

She is waiting for a chance for revenge, and she is also burying herself, waiting for someone who will never return.

This is the sword intent she has transformed in more than ten years, and it is the strongest sword she has realized in Changling over the years.

At such a moment, she slashed this sword without hesitation.

Several exclamations of disbelief and a terrifying howl rang out at the same time.

This cold sword light easily cut through a sword curtain barrier like a huge divine boat, directly cutting off a grandmaster.

But at the same time, two sword intents like heavenly punishment also fell at the same time.

A brilliant sunset fell towards the old monk Donghu.

A mist like a hazy mist fell towards the eldest grandson's shallow snow.

Bursts of bloody gas rippled in Ding Ning's throat, and a layer of bitterness appeared on his face.

His right hand moved slightly, and countless silk swords and silks of swords spurted out of his body like a canopy of fireworks blooming on his hand.

The dancing sword threads stretched outward like fluttering strings, and fine white flowers bloomed in the air.

These flowers pierced through the mist, directly destroying the rules of the sword's vitality.

Countless sneering voices sounded, and this violent sword didn't have much power left when it approached the eldest grandson Qianxue.

Blood began to flow between Ding Ning's lips, no blood flowed from the wounds on his body, and the tearing of flesh and blood was several points deeper.

The world in front of him was a little hazy, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

He was already close to his limit, and among the two sword lights that attacked Donghu Seng and Eldest Sun Qianxue, he chose to block the sword that attacked Eldest Sun Qianxue.

This is not because of the relationship between relatives and relatives, but because he knows that the eldest grandson Qianxue can't block this sword at all, and the old monk in the broken realm has a glimmer of hope that he can block such a blow.

The air outside the body of the old monk of Donghu suddenly folded layer by layer, as if a piece of crystal was about to collapse.

This is obviously in the world of perception, and the old monk has also sensed the arrival of the killing intent and has begun to react.

However, this reaction was almost instinctive, and it seemed that the old monk of Donghu did not have time to quickly break away from the moment when he was about to break through the realm, and then block this sword.

Ding Ning's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

Within a radius of more than ten zhang, even the old monk himself didn't have time to block this sword, so who else in the world, what could be possible to block this sword?

The death of the old monk of Donghu is equal to the death of him and his eldest grandson Qianxue.

Ding Ning didn't have time to say anything or do anything, he just subconsciously wanted to hold the hand of the eldest grandson Qianxue.

At this moment, a sword light rose from the darkness in the distance, from the wasteland and the flatland, with a hint of Ding Ning's somewhat familiar aura, and fell towards Donghu Monk.

Angry voices rang out in the sky again.

When this exclamation sounded, the two sword lights had already met.

There was a crackling sound, and the two sword lights collided with each other, as if the crisp ice edge had been broken.

The place where the sword light started was at least nearly a hundred zhang away from here, but the sword light within ten zhang was actually intercepted by the sword light nearly a hundred zhang away.

It was only at this time that Ding Ning regained his breathing.

He knew who it was, and there was only one person in the world who had such a quick means.