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Without the help of the little platinum dragon, it is estimated that Wu Ling would need to wait until the inner qi realm or a higher realm to condense and release, without the little platinum dragon and sixteen times the blood flow rate, it would really be wishful thinking to touch the dragon descending bullet.

"How much longer?"

Wu Ling called out to the little platinum dragon, it was too painful to condense internal strength while fighting.

The little platinum dragon did not answer, Wu Ling had to retreat to a certain safe position, the fake Ding's small physique is very special, and its body hardness can basically be compared with Benyi, and what is even more terrifying is that it may surpass Benyi.

"What's the matter, what's the fun?" Fake Benyi got up from the ground, spat out the sand that had accidentally entered his mouth, and a weird laugh rippled out.

It patted the dust on its body, and Wu Ling pierced dozens of punches in his body, but there was no injury at all.

I am strong!

I have to say that the words of the Grim Reaper were not false, with Wu Ling's strength, they couldn't win against the fake Ding Xiaoxiao faction at all.

From then on to the end, the fake Ding Xiaoxiao did not seriously injure Wu Ling, which means that the fake Ding Xiaoxiao is also afraid and wary of something, is it the rule set by the Creation God?

"It turns out that this guy is bluffing. Wu Ling figured everything out and said secretly with a sigh of relief.

The rules are used to break, and there is nothing wrong with this sentence in itself, but the fake Ding Xiaoxiao is not enough to dare to risk his life, just for the sake of Wu Ling, a little-known little person, to break the rules.

So what it showed before was just acting, acting for the god of death, and it wanted to show a little more opportunity in front of the god of death, thinking about its life experience......

"Sure enough, if you're not stupid, how could you step on that line?" Death walked to the side of the road, along the aisle by the side of the road, squatted down, supported his chin with one hand, looked at the battle arena, and thought inexplicably in his heart.

"This guy, what is it like to fall to the ground?"

The voice was tactful and melodious, and before it reached Wu Ling's ears, it was muffled by a loud sound.

It was a move made by Fake Ding Xiaoxiao, although it couldn't hit Wu Ling, but it could destroy all the surrounding venues as much as it wanted.

Thin man's jaw is about to fall off at this moment.

He stared at Ding Xiaoxiao, only to see Ding Xiaoxiao insert one hand into the pillar of a thirty-story building, and then tightly hold the steel bar inside, and with one hand, the whole building crumbled, and the foundation at the bottom was completely lifted by it.

The crushed white sand dust was mixed with all kinds of debris that kept falling, and for a while there was a noise and beeping.

Also because of Wu Ling's clearance, this world no longer has human existence, so Wu Ling's battle will not hurt the innocent.

Ding Xiaoxiao raised the building in his hand, it felt the thick energy from Wu Ling's body and palms, it knew that this layer of energy did not belong to Wu Ling, and understood that Wu Ling must have been generated with the help of some means.

It has some disdain, things that don't belong to itself, no matter how much it studies, it's useless, it's just something outside the body, not the power that it can achieve, it's just a bluff.

"It's finally good. ”

Wu Ling sighed, his whole body turned red, it was as if it came out of a steamer, especially the green tendons that swelled out of his hands, it was terrifying, it seemed that as long as he took a small needle and gently picked it, he could squirt out thick blood.

Drink!

"Dragon Bomb!"

Wu Ling roared, and the internal force that had been gathered roared out, he didn't want to put this uncontrollable bomb by his side, if he was not careful, he would be killed by his own net worth.

Therefore, there was no trace of reservation, and there was no pause, but when the little platinum dragon sent out the message of completion, Wu Ling's voice had already shouted, and the incomparable dragon descending bullet sprayed out from Wu Ling's Taiyuan acupoint, and a brilliant dragon body of King Kong appeared, and the dragon body poured by internal force suddenly appeared on the ground, and everyone was shocked by this scene, even the god of death, there was an incredible look in his eyes.

From that moment on, Ding Xiaoxiao's figure seemed to have received some blow, hard and truthful, immovable, as if petrified, and the edifice held with one hand was crumbling, and finally regained his expression.

"It can even hypnotize the function of vertigo, almost said. ”

Ding Xiaoxiao quickly returned to his original state, and the building in his hand tightened again, heading towards the golden dragon cover that Wu Ling had condensed into.

The majesty of the golden dragon is inviolable, let alone this kind of edifice that does not have a certain degree of strength.

Ding Xiaoxiao manipulated the smashing of the building, and the golden dragon quickly rushed up, and the scene of the collision between the two was simply beyond Wu Ling's expectations!

Sure enough, Wu Ling's hands were broken, and blood was spilled all over the ground, but soon there was no blood, it was the effect of sixteen times the blood flow rate, Wu Ling stared at the scene in front of him in surprise, and it was this scene that inspired Wu Ling's desire and confidence to step into the journey of the strong.

Ding Xiaoxiao's whole body exuded an incomparable energy, which was the same as the Dragon Descending Bullet, but it was more condensed and tough than the Dragon Descending Bullet, and its energy penetrated out of the whole body, extending outward, and soon enveloping the entire building.

The building that was wrapped in some kind of inexplicable energy collided with the golden dragon formed by the dragon descending bomb, but it did not cause some damage, and the building was intact, it should be said that under the control of Ding Xiaoxiao, the golden dragon was obviously suppressed.

Unexpectedly, the god of death is so strong that even a devastating martial art like the Dragon Descending Bullet can't hurt them, they should be true powerhouses who deserve their name, Wu Ling and them are not people of the same world, at least not a level of people in martial arts.

"There are still strong people of this rank in the world, the frog at the bottom of the well is the frog at the bottom of the well, you can only see the sky above your head, there is a world outside the world, and you must keep a strong heart at all times. ”

Wu Ling withdrew his killing intent, and at this moment he already understood the reason for what the god of death said, if he can't beat it, he can't beat it, Wu Ling is not a person with a small belly, even if he is not against others, he has to export his character and martial arts, and the mystery of martial arts is not about who wins and who loses, but a process of seeing the shortcomings, recuperating himself, and constantly becoming stronger.

Some people say that in a martial arts competition, one person must be standing and the other lying down.

Wu Ling didn't think so, it was not a competition, but the result of a battle of life and death.

The competition is to transcend the battle of life and death, because life and death are not important, the winner is not necessarily standing, and the loser does not have to lie down!

Legend has it that there is such a person, with a pale beard, just to save his godson, he did not hesitate to save him with the strength of the whole ship, that battle is destined to be downloaded into history, everyone knows his name, Wu Ling is no exception, his chivalry is not something that ordinary people can understand.

People who are greedy for life and afraid of death believe that "life" is the most important thing in the world, and for those who have dreams and pursuits, "life" is just an indispensable scenery on the road.

Some people stayed for a long time, while some people were fleeting and were soon drowned in the sea of people's troughs, these are the results of Wu Ling's father's education, and Wu Ling's quality is higher than average.

"It's over......" Wu Ling didn't cry with a sad face, his expression was still calm, as if the battle just now was just a routine and a formality.

Wu Ling understands that what he lost was strength, and he did not lose but confidence, but got the excitement of hoping to become stronger, which was another newly discovered path in his life journey, Wu Ling would not give up the heart of becoming stronger, and would not be afraid of failure.

Boom!

A huge sound slammed up, and the sky was surging because of the movement of the battle, and the thunderclouds were dense and the roar continued.

Finally, when the golden dragon exhausted the last trace of internal force, the forces in the space seemed to tilt suddenly, and the retreat of one energy, accompanied by the rise of another energy, the fake Ding Xiaoxiao compressed the building to smithereens, and finally formed sand and dust debris, even the steel and black iron were no exception, all of them became powder.

This is power, domineering, strong and powerful, without losing the demeanor of a king.

Although Ding Xiaoxiao doesn't seem to have the figure of a king, but after all, this is a small body, isn't it?

Wu Ling forgot the pain, forgot that he had just experienced a gluttonous feast, and forgot the arrogance of the golden dragon conjured up by the dragon descending bullet, only contemplation remained, and there was an inexplicable feeling, not loss, but sublimation, spiritual sublimation.

In life, there are many things that you often see, but you don't pay much attention to, but when you look at it from another angle one day, you will fall into contemplation, fall into a state of daze, and you will ask yourself, why didn't you find it before?

Is it a mouse's eye, or is it a blind eye?

Wu Ling was in this state at this time, he had inherited the inheritance of the Dayan Hall, this kind of power was not something that a half-step internal qi person could refine, could it be that a higher level of internal qi realm could only do it?

No!

Wu Ling concluded that this must be a realm of a higher level than the Inner Qi Realm, and sure enough, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

The fake Ding Xiaoxiao retracted his breath, and once again stopped back to the appearance of Wu Ling when he first saw it, without a trace of internal force, as if he was like the real Ding Xiaoxiao, and did not step into the realm of internal force.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat and get out of here, if there are no rules, I will definitely kill you. ”

Wu Ling ignored the words of the fake Ding, the vigorous person must have the vigorous person to diagnose and treat, and only said weakly: "I will definitely defeat you, that day will not be far away." ”

Fake Ding laughed a little, as if he had heard the biggest joke in his life, and he laughed in a small posture, and the mocking emotion was reduced by more than half.

"If you lose, you don't look depressed, not bad. ”

The Grim Reaper slowly approached, and she looked at Wu Ling's body, a little unsightly, but she swept it away and didn't take it to heart.

Wu Ling was silent for half a minute, there was no pain, some were itching when repairing his body, he turned to face the god of death, and slowly opened his mouth and said, "Where can I find you?"

Death was stunned, no one would ever ask her about such a thing, because it represented death, real death, and Death quipped, "I told you, it's hell, and if you go, you won't come back." ”

"Strong people like you are all in that place, right?" Wu Ling Gujing asked rhetorically.

"Anyway, it should be 70% strong, but ......"

The Grim Reaper wanted to continue, but Wu Ling interrupted her, "Enough, enough, you don't need to say it again." ”

In fact, it was Wu Ling who noticed the fake Ding's little unkind eyes, and indeed the god of death said many things, those things were like secrets that were wrapped, and they didn't have a certain strength, and mentioning that area was blasphemy.

"Death, you're enough, although I like you, but you can't let your temperament mess around, the rest of the matter is not ......"

Wu Ling once again ignored the fake Ding's words, and directly faced the god of death, his lips were firmly attached to the lips of the god of death, at that time there was a feeling as soft as liquid, it turned out that the body condition of the god of death's transformation of Bei Lingzi was like this, the coldness of the forest, and the cold that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"You!" Fake Ding Xiaoxiao didn't expect Wu Ling to make such a move, and the silent face of the god of death actually gave birth to a red, of course, only a momentary red.

The Grim Reaper, who is unknown in age, doesn't know how much of the world she has experienced, and she will not be much surprised by Wu Ling's actions, she is more of a novelty and a shameless grudge against Wu Ling.

I am also a god of death, but now I was kissed lightly by Wu Ling, wouldn't it be ...... to say it?

Although the Grim Reaper thought so in her heart, her body did not retreat, and she inexplicably forgot to refuse.

Wu Ling and the Grim Reaper's actions angered the fake Ding Xiaoxiao on the side, and the Grim Reaper understood that Ding Xiaoxiao was always chasing him on weekdays, and even in this space, he had to act together.

And Wu Ling's move has become his shield, maybe it is a good choice.

Wu Ling took a step forward, stepped back his body, stared at the god of death in front of him with a look of expression, and said, "You are mine, right." ”

The Grim Reaper understood, she understood that Wu Ling knew that she was being harassed by the fake Ding Xiaoxiao, so she came up with such a method, she pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "What do you say?"

The words of the Grim Reaper obviously have two meanings, but when I heard it in Ding Xiaoxiao's ears, there was only one meaning, that is, the Grim Reaper accepted Wu Ling's application for confession!

"No, he doesn't deserve it! He can't be with you, he ......"

Facing the little howl of the fake Ding, Wu Ling decisively interrupted, "The result is obvious, you still can't see it?"

"You!"

Fake Ding Xiaoxiao doesn't have Wu Ling's language talent, he can't say Wu Ling at all, he is dumbfounded, but he only pops out a word of you.

"That's enough, you know the result, you can do what you need to do in the future, stay away from me. The Grim Reaper didn't want the conversation to continue, so he replied lightly.

The Grim Reaper is much smarter than the fake Ding Xiaoxiao, and he immediately knew the pun, and sure enough, the Grim Reaper was also very annoyed with the fake Ding Xiaoxiao, and now there is Wu Ling as a shield, which can obviously save a lot of things.

At least you can stop letting it harass you. (To be continued.) )