Crossing all worlds: divine power automatically full level

Ding Ling saw that it was a new ghost.

And it seemed that he had just died not long ago, so weak to the extreme.

Deal with such new ghosts.

He Yi didn't even dare to use weapons, for fear that Ding Ling would be killed by accident!
In this case, how could he torture Ding Ling?
How can I vent the resentment and killing intent in my heart?
So he was going to overthrow Ding Ling first, and then torture him!
Ding Ling wouldn't be called He Yi if he hadn't tortured Ding Ling to the point of 'life would be worse than death'!

However, what surprised He Yi was that the moment his fist hit, the next moment, he flew out uncontrollably.

"what happened?!"

He Yi was a little confused, but soon, a sharp pain came from the position of his heart. He looked down slightly, but saw a hole the size of a bowl!
"Who did it?!"

"When did you get such a serious injury?"

Peng!
He Yi fell heavily to the ground, directly crushing several ghost soldiers to death. He struggled to get up, but found that the source of soul power was leaking out crazily. He knew he was going to die, so he couldn't help crying.

The other yellow turban generals who heard the wailing sound rushed out one after another. After seeing the situation clearly, they all looked at He Yi in disbelief:

"Who did it?"

He Yi didn't know who it was, but he still instinctively pointed at Ding Ling:

"He He!"

"who are you?!"

A fierce man with a height of three meters looked at Ding Ling:
"A mere brat can actually hurt Marshal He?!"

He couldn't believe it, and commanded the Quartet Yellow Turban Army:
"Come on, get him for me!"

boom!
The Yellow Turban soldiers rushed forward, some with knives or swords, and rushed towards Ding Ling.

Ding Ling waved the sword in his hand casually.

The next moment!

A billowing river of swords appeared, like the Milky Way falling straight down to the Nine Heavens, and it shocked thousands of Yellow Turbans in an instant, boom!Jianhe was unstoppable, and continued to rush towards the three-meter-strong man with an invincible momentum.

However, seeing the situation like this, Ding Ling was ready to go straight there.

Soldiers first and then soldiers.

It has existed since ancient times.

Rituals are not good.

Then only soldiers.

Not to mention that many of his deadly enemies are hidden in the Yellow Turban Army.

There is absolutely no possibility of relaxation.

Thinking of this, Ding Ling sighed in his heart, and walked forward at a leisurely pace. Wherever he passed, it was like a fast boat cutting through the waves, no one could stop it, nothing could stop it, and in just a moment, he came before the three-meter-tall man.

Amid the fierce man's tiger roar, Jianhe suddenly accelerated, covering him in an instant and piercing him into a sieve.

"How can it be so strong?!"

"A brat!"

"I, Zhang Mancheng, am the envoy of God! How could I die here?!"

The three-meter-tall man is none other than Zhang Mancheng, the commander who controls the elite of the Yellow Turban Army with no less than [-] elites. Few people can check and balance him?
He only listened to Ling Daxian, a good teacher and a few others.

Others are not qualified to order him.

However, such a fierce man, a super fierce general who could hang and suppress He Yi and other generals, just died at the gate of the Yellow Turban Army camp.

"hiss!"

The remaining generals of the Yellow Turban Army gasped, retreated and fled frantically, their eyes were full of incredible and unimaginable:
"Obviously there is no ghost spirit. It looks like a new ghost! How did you kill Dashuai Zhang instantly?! How did he do it?!"

"Dashuai Zhang alone can easily fight against [-] ghost soldiers! This man actually killed such a handsome man?! It's too scary!"

"I can't imagine how he just waved the sword in his hand so casually, and swung out a river of swords that can kill Marshal Zhang!"

……

All the Yellow Turbans were suppressed.

There are ghost soldiers and ghost generals yelling to avenge Zhang Mancheng, and more ghost soldiers and ghost generals flee because of panic.

The domain of Ding Lingjian unfolded, covering Zhang Mancheng's soul body, and began to strip away the stream of consciousness.

same time.

The ghost sword in his hand swung out from time to time, and sword qi flew across the void like streamers, and as the sword qi passed, bang bang bang!One by one, the ghost soldiers and generals burst like bubbles.

Facing Ding Ling's sword.

They are all paper.

This shocked the ghost generals who chose to flee even more, and they ran faster one by one.

[Advanced Ghost Blade Condensation Method Full Level]

'Um? '

'This method. '

Ding Ling pointed the sword in his hand high into the sky, and in the next moment, the soul and ghost energy of the dead soul killed by him rushed towards the ghost sword frantically. It was visible to the naked eye that the ghost sword was constantly condensing and becoming stronger.

From the ordinary weapon state at the beginning, it began to switch to the high-level ghost blade state.

When Zhang Mancheng's ghost energy is absorbed, Kong!

The ghost sword has advanced to the ordinary mid-level ghost blade, and the conciseness, toughness, sharpness, etc. have all doubled, sonorous!

Ding Ling waved his sword lightly, and a cold light shone across the sky!

With the sound of clanging, the sword energy emitted by the ghost sword became more brilliant and sharper.

"Unexpectedly, Zhang Mancheng has an advanced ghost blade condensing method, so wouldn't he have an advanced ghost blade forging method?"

Ding Ling was thoughtful.

Advanced meditation methods are more than a hundred times more powerful than ordinary meditation methods?
The advanced ghost blade condensing method is also more than a hundred times more powerful than the ghost soldier condensing method.

It can be imagined that the advanced ghost blade forging method must also be extremely strong.

Ding Ling walked forward at a leisurely pace.

Now that the killer has been moved.

He has no reason to hold back.

A sword swung out from time to time.

Jianhe is like a dragon, everything it passes through is eroded, covered, and destroyed.

Whoosh!

The billowing ghost energy rushed towards the ghost sword like a wave. It was visible to the naked eye that the ghost sword was getting stronger and stronger. After killing thousands of enemies, the ghost sword evolved into an ordinary high-level ghost blade again.

At this step, the ghost blade became thicker, sharper, and tougher.

Between chopping and stabbing, it is no longer a real weapon in the world!

Da da!

As the sound of ghost horse galloping sounded, Ding Ling followed the sound, but saw no less than tens of thousands of cavalry troops rushing towards him. The leader was holding a long spear, wearing a Taoist robe, with sharp eyes Anger from prestige.

Behind him a flag flutters in the wind.

There are several large characters engraved on it:

Hero General!

"The heroic general Zhang Liang, the third younger brother of the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao?"

Ding Ling looked sideways.

Except for Zhang Liang.

Ding Ling also saw a few familiar faces: Jietian Yasha He Man, Huang Shao, Liu Pi, Ma Zhong...

Ma Zhong was also there, which was beyond Ding Ling's expectation.

This is the strongest assassin in the Three Kingdoms world!
In order to kill him, Ding Ling had no choice but to compete with him in acting.

Enemies meet at this moment.

While Ma Zhong was astonished, he couldn't help showing a cruel and happy expression.

Not just him.

This is true of Liu Pi, He Man and others.

"It's you who trespassed on our camp and killed Dashuai Zhang and the others?!"

When they were far away, Zhang Liang let out a tiger roar.

Strangely enough.

Compared with the eastern and western regions.

The northern region seems to be able to spread the sound farther, so more and more people are rushing towards Ding Ling's direction.

And the Yellow Turban Army who fled before was also engulfed in it at this moment, and rushed over again involuntarily.