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The huge force, like pinching an ant to death, pressed Ding Qi to the ground.

Even though Tintzi was floating in the air, the ground below was shattered under this coercion. A huge cavity more than a hundred feet long appeared below Ding Qi. As early as when Du Bo was using his magic weapon, all the foundation building monks around him fled far away when they saw that the situation was not good. They didn't want to be affected to death because of the aftermath of Brother Jindan's mana.

Ding Qi's hands and feet, under this huge force, were suddenly restrained at his sides, and he couldn't move at all. Duber was seeing this, and a smile appeared on his face.

However, after seeing Ding Qi, there was no nervousness on his face, he suddenly felt bad.

At this moment, Ding Qi felt the distance that bound him, squinted his eyes, his body rose, and the power derived from this bell-shaped magic weapon was actually creaked by Ding Qi.

It is not at all like the power that a human monk should have, and it exploded, which is simply like a demon monk who is known for cultivating his physical body.

With the expansion of Ding Qi's strength, the surrounding mountains and forests trembled slightly. The mountain peaks around the Du family hall are also shaking from the distance, and pieces of mountain stones are rolling down from above.

Finally, with a piercing and sharp cracking sound, Ding Qi broke the power of the magic weapon.

He took a deep breath, and a stream of white gas that seemed to evaporate to a boil erupted from Ding Qi's mouth and nose. With the sound of exhalation, the black flames within a radius of 100 zhang were blown to sway.

A group of foundation-building monks, even though they have been hiding extremely far away at the moment. But with that sound of collapse, it was like going straight into the divine soul, making some of the divine consciousness cultivators who were weaker foundation building monks. Feeling lightheaded.

"Are you cultivating the secret method of the demon clan?" Du Bozheng said as if he understood something.

In his understanding, only the secret method of refining the body unique to the demon clan can strengthen the body to such a level that it can break free from the shackles of the power of the magic weapon.

However, Du Bozheng obviously misunderstood, Ding Qi's cultivation of the Wuling Gong was no more authentic than the cultivation method of the human race.

What Ding Qi used just now was a kind of meta-mystical method attached to Wu Linggong.

Ding Qi returned to the Nebula Sect for five years of retreat, although he had not yet truly condensed into a primordial god, but after all, he was already in a critical state that could be broken through at will.

He could already briefly activate some of the means of the Yuan Shen Realm, just like he had just done.

In fact. Whether it was the black wind floating around him, or the black flame that melted into his skin and shattered the high-level spells, it was a means that belonged to the Yuan Shen Realm.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Qi dared to fight with Du Bozheng, a Jindan monk.

At the same time, Ding Qi looked at Du Bozheng, but at this time he breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is no thunder god distraction in this man. Ding Qi thought secretly.

In the ancient ruins of Cangnan, Ding Qi already knew. The thunder god was in great need of a monk who cultivated the way of the primordial gods, who could help him recover from his injuries.

Ding Qi is now using the means of the Yuan Shen Realm one after another, if the thunder god distraction was really pinned on Du Bozheng's body, he would have woken him up a long time ago.

That's true. Ding Qi can only run away.

Du Bo was misunderstood, and Ding Qi had no intention of correcting his thoughts.

"Although this demon clan's secret method is powerful, you think that with this method, you can compete with the old man. That would be naïve. The old man will let you know the true means of Brother Jindan. ”

With Du Bozheng's words, the magic weapon of the bell. Several sounds rang out one after another.

Ding Qi was also full of vigilance about this.

He had witnessed with his own eyes that several Jindan monks made a move, and he really knew too well how powerful the Jindan monks were. Even with Du Bozheng's age secretly, it is impossible to enter the Jindan Realm for too long, and the level of cultivation of the magic weapon is still far behind. But a magic weapon is a magic weapon, and Ding Qi doesn't dare to underestimate it.

While Ding Qi was on guard, an invisible force fell from the sky, this force was too huge, several times the power of restraint just now. It seems that the successive bells have the effect of superimposing forces.

Even if Ding Qi was aided by the Yuan Mystic Law, he would not be able to play a role.

Ding Qi was instantly slapped into the ground by this invisible force. A beautiful mountain peak a few miles away to the right of Ding Qi was only slightly rubbed to the side by this invisible force, and half of the mountain peak 100 meters high was instantly crushed to the ground.

This made many Zhuji monks who had not seen the real action of the Jindan monk have a frightened look on their faces.

Only then did the group of Tsukiji Monks realize that even though they thought they were far enough away from the Jindan Monks, this distance was obviously not enough.

Most of the monks distanced themselves from Brother Jindan again.

Under this kind of terrorist attack by Brother Jindan, most people no longer think that Ding Qi can survive. After all, Du Bozheng's blow just now seemed to have used the true power of the magic weapon. Only a few monks like Wu Xiang and the others looked at the deep pit caused by the Jindan level attack with expressionless faces.

Ding Qi's successive performances of strength made them subconsciously feel that Ding Qi could create miracles again.

Especially when he saw it, Du Bozheng looked into the pit with a solemn face.

The hope in the hearts of Wu Xiang and others is even greater.

"Hmph, you're not dead. ”

After realizing that Ding Qi's methods could no longer be measured by the foundation building monks, Du Bo had no confidence in whether he could capture Ding Qi alive.

The blow he had just delivered had already exerted fifty percent of his magic weapon strength. Du Bozheng thought that Ding Qi would die under this terrifying blow.

But in the pit below, Ding Qi's aura did not weaken in the slightest, so Du Bozheng understood that Ding Qi was not injured.

Du Bozheng's face changed, and he muttered to himself, "What a monster." ”

In Ding Qi's heart, Du Bozheng now has only one evaluation left. Obviously, he is just a foundation building monk, but he can resist the magic weapon of the Jindan Realm monk, which is too terrifying.

Not only that, Du Bo was clearly feeling that the aura of Ding Qi's whole person was rising all the time in this short period of time. A mystery, the aura of the ancient desolation, made Du Bozheng feel more and more dangerous.

Duber was feeling the danger. Immediately urged the magic weapon in his hand. He had already guessed that Ding Qi should be concubinating an extremely dangerous secret method right now. He didn't want to capsize in the gutter, and as a monk of the Jindan Realm, he actually took the lead in facing the monk of Zhuji.

A huge bell rang in heaven and earth.

Even the foundation building monks in the extreme distance could feel at this time, layer by layer, layer upon layer of power, wrapped towards the pit where Ding Qi was.

Dubozheng has strengthened his strength again. Crush Ding Qi directly.

At this time, he completely cut off the idea of capturing Ding Qi alive. However, Du Bozheng discovered in his divine consciousness that when this power touched within three feet of Ding Qi's body, it could no longer move an inch.

At the same time, a strange aura suddenly swelled and completely exploded on Ding Qi's body.

"It's ....... ”

Sensing the situation in his divine sense, Du Bozheng had no time to exclaim, a black sun like a hill. The first to rise slowly from the pit. In this sun, a three-legged golden crow can be faintly seen sleeping inside.

Subsequently, Ding Qi's figure was swept away by a black whirlwind. Wrapped emerges from the pit. At the same time, golden crows flew around Ding Qi in the black hurricane, appearing and disappearing.

At this time, Ding Qi temporarily urged the fundamental supernatural power of Yuan Shen modification. The face of the original gods.

This is the strongest tool that Ding Qi can use right now.

With the appearance of the primordial spirit behind Ding Qi, the space within a radius of dozens of miles. Under the black sun, they all turned into black and white.

Ding Qi used most of the secret methods on Wuling Gong before, and Du Bozheng never understood where Ding Qi's true heels were. But now Ding Qi has even revealed the appearance of the original god.

In Du Bozheng's heart, he vaguely floated up his content in some classic records, which was quite similar to Ding Qi's situation.

As these memories became clearer and clearer, Du Bozheng finally understood what was going on with Ding Qi.

"How is it possible, this is the appearance of the primordial gods, and what you are cultivating is actually the way of the primordial gods. Du Bozheng said suddenly.

Not only Du Bozheng, but the rest of the monks who had seen the cultivation method of the ancient Yuan Shen in the classics also quickly recognized it after Ding Qi's Yuan Shen appearance appeared.

"Yuan Shen, I see, Brother Ding's cultivation is actually the way of the ancient Yuan Shen, no wonder Brother Ding can actually resist the attack of the Jindan monk's magic weapon as a foundation building realm monk. The many doubts in Pan Feiyu's heart were finally clear at this time.

He undoubtedly has some understanding of the way of the ancient primordial gods.

"Pan Daoyou, I don't know what the Daoist of the Yuan Shen refers to in the mouths of all Daoists?" Wu Xiang asked suspiciously, seeing the discussion around him.

Around her, neither Jiang Zhiyan nor Sun Li had heard of the so-called way of the primordial gods, and when they saw the surrounding monks seeing the appearance of the primordial gods that Ding Qi had revealed, their faces were quite puzzled.

Because of the Wu family's invitation to fight back then, Wu Xiang and Pan Feiyu also had some friendship, so they asked questions.

Pan Feiyu looked at the black sun hanging in the air, with a look of fascination on his face: "Wu Daoyou should know that in ancient times, in ancient times, cultivators like us, in addition to condensation, Jindan Yuanying, also had some other cultivation methods. ”

Wu Xiang nodded.

Hearing Pan Feiyu's introduction, Jiang Zhiyan and Sun Li, who were not far from Wuxiang, also came over curiously.

"This way of the primordial gods is a cultivation method that has been passed down since ancient times. According to the classics, this method of cultivation to a certain level can condense something called the Yuan Shen. At this time, according to the division of the realm in ancient times, it was equivalent to the Jindan realm. Pan Feiyu said again.

"Not only that, from the records I have read about this before, just in terms of combat ability, the monks who condensed into the primordial gods, their combat effectiveness is better than that of the Jindan monks in the same realm. However, the cultivation method of this Yuan Shen Dao is already scarce, and the requirements for cultivators are also extremely high. In our entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, dozens of cultivation domains, for more than 10,000 years, no one has ever cultivated the Yuan Shen. ”

Not far away, the bewitching female cultivator surnamed Zheng also said. (To be continued......)