Medical Sovereign

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Unprecedented sensation of dripping, Ding Ning's body began to overload as the most sophisticated instruments.

The nine-neck rotation is like a tornado, and the endless stream of stars is purified and processed, and then transported along the meridians to the limbs, converging at the odd-eight-pulse, then dispersed again, and running along the meridians of the two internal and external circulation systems for a week. , into the purest star liquid into the middle and lower two Dantian.

In the sea, the black and white Taiji diagram is also working hard to purify and purify the little spiritual power contained in the star, and then turn it into a sea of ​​knowledge.

Not enough, not enough, not enough.

Ding Ning always felt that there was something worse in the sense of heartyness, which made him feel less perfect. The kind of lack of regret made him lose his heart. He felt an inexplicable desire in his heart. He wanted to embrace the stars and embrace the whole world.

The spirit of the soul suddenly came out of the body, and the starry sky began to run autonomously, and one breath and one suck, so that the star column connecting the heavens and the earth produced a moment of disorder, letting the heavens and the earth flicker.

But soon, the stars of the sky and the starry sky formed a strange resonance, and the stars began to flash with the spit and regularly, as if echoing with Ding Ning.

Ding Ning closed his eyes and was immersed in the happiness of having the whole starry sky. The star spirits that came out of the body were suspended in the starry sky. Countless stars were flashing around him, creating a wonderful resonance with them.

With this resonance, the more powerful star power flows into the body of Ding Ning, and the strange thing is that there is a part of the subdivided star force and his soul connected to each other, constantly providing a steady stream of souls. energy.

Hey!

The soul is flying higher and higher, flying farther and farther, flying into the sky, flying over the clouds, flying directly over nine days, the whistling wind whistling, like a scraping steel knife, constantly lingering his soul.

There was a painful color on the face of the soul, and a trace of the soul was cut off by the hurricane like a flesh and blood, and it was annihilated in the hurricane of nine days.

The instinctive crisis stopped the soul from continuing to rise, hovering in the air, relying on the energy provided by the stars to constantly repair the soul, and the hurricane formed a stalemate.

"Is this the sacred soul of the holy Wujing? It is terrible. This is the first nine-day hurricane. It just makes me have to stop here. What kind of horror is the eight-fold above?"

Ding Ning whispered to himself that when he reached a certain realm, he didn't need anyone to tell him, he could know what to do from the induction in the dark.

This is the nine hurricane quenching soul, corresponding to the nine realms of Shengwu Jiuzhongtian. He is now a holy martial art, corresponding to the first heavy hurricane, when his soul can be in the first heavy 罡When the wind is safe and sound, you can continue to rise to accept the quenching of the second heavy hurricane. At that time, it means that he broke through the realm of Shengwu and the heavens.

However, the process of this soul tempering is not something that ordinary people can bear, and the will is slightly weaker. The inhuman pain of ecstasy is enough to make people feel like they are flying away.

It is no wonder that there are fewer and fewer strong people who can enter the holy martial arts. The pain of tempering the soul of the soul is not even stretched by the people who have received the martial arts. It is obvious how dangerous it is to quench the soul.

What Ding Ning doesn't know is that because he is the main soul and the integration of eight martial arts, it is exactly the number of nine, so the power of the hurricane is nine times that of the average person, so it makes him feel unbearable.

Moreover, the general sacred martial arts temper the spirits, they are all sticking to the spirit platform, and the temperament of the quenching soul is slightly diverted, and then they will come back again after recuperating the damaged soul, and adapt to the intensity of the nine-day hurricane little by little. To quench the soul, so the time when the general Shengwu martial force breaks through a realm of life must be calculated at least in years. Where there is something like him, it is stupid and hard to resist.

Nine times the hurricane, equivalent to the martial arts hurricane of the ninth day of the ordinary warrior, so even Ding Ning, under the first heavy hurricane is also trembled, the pain of the soul is constantly torn, so that he can hardly bear If it is not that his will is far more than ordinary people, he mistakenly believes that if he retreats now, it is equivalent to the failure of the quenching soul, and he can only bite his teeth and stick to it.

Fortunately, the surrounding stars continue to provide him with energy, so that his soul repeats the process of constant destruction and constant repair, otherwise he will not hold on.

Destroy...repair...destroy...fix...destroy...

This process has been repeated all the time, so that Ding Ning's spirit is constantly strong, and gradually, has adapted to the intensity of the first heavy hurricane, although it can cause a little pain to the soul, but it is hard to give the soul as easily as before. Substantial damage.

Ding Ning was relieved a little, and the strength of the spirit made his willpower constantly improve. When he felt that the first hurricane could not pose any threat to him, he began to climb up again and entered the double heaven to bear the new one. The smashing and quenching of the wheel.

The spirit of the body makes Ding Ning's body become a shell without soul. The expression is sluggish and empty and lying on the sand dune. Half of the body has been buried by sand and dust. I am not aware of the crowd that is coming from all directions. .

On the edge of the desert, Lingyun and others looked gloomy and stared at the star pillars that followed the sky. The wolf was hesitant and hesitated for a long while, and said: "Less grandma, do you want me to take a look? It seems to be a desert center. Will it be a young master?"

"No, Ding Ning said, let us wait here, we will wait here, although there is a desert center, it may not be the movement that Ding Ning made, maybe it may be different."

Lingyun is quite heart-warming, but after considering it, he still categorically vetoed.

"What if you want to be a young master?"

Wolf Kui has some concerns.

"I can't help him. If he can't settle, we can't help if we can go, even if we can help, how long does it take us to get there?"

Feng Yu dance agrees with Ling Yun's opinion and analyzes it calmly.

Angel nodded again and again. She knew that Ding Ning had an artifact that could be loaded. She thought that she could hide in the same way as her ocean heart. The following consciousness thought that Ding Ning had a strong enemy and could not hide in the artifact. It is, so she is not worried about Ding Ning's safety.

Wolf Kui thought this is also the reason, can only helplessly nodded, and honestly arranged people to guard around, in case of being attacked.

"Hello, Miyamoto, you said, will there be any treasure in the front?"

Tens of kilometers from the center of the desert, a group of warriors are taking small steps, quickly advancing toward the center of the desert, and guarding the thirteen horses, and watching the huge pillars of the sky, swallowing. Ask Miyamoto Akira, who is behind him.

"It seems that the alien treasure will be born, otherwise there will be such a vision, the military guardian Hong Fu Qitian, this alien treasure must be born for you."

Miyamoto Akira suppressed the greed of the heart, and he patted him with respect and respect.

"Haha, Lord Miyamoto, borrow your words. If I can get this treasure, I will go under the door of Miyamoto."

Tsai Thirteen Lang smiled happily and patted Miyamoto's shoulder to promise.

"Thank you for the Guardian, Minghao is here to thank the adults for their support. I will do my best to help the soldiers get the treasures."

Miyamoto Miyamoto is ecstatic, thanks to Dade’s, and even though the treasures are good, but they must also have their lives. Although Miyamoto has received the guidance of the sword god, it is only pointing, and where can he officially enter the military Thirteen Lang is the chief disciple of the Sword God Palace.

"Well, let's just say, now we work together. If I climb to the position of the main temple of the Sword God Palace, I will not be ill-treated to your Miyamoto family."

The Guardian Thirteen Lang was full of laughter and laughter. He also used a scornful and provocative look to squint at the wild temple that was always silent.

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"It's so beautiful, Uncle Feng, what happened in front of me? Is it really a treasure that was born?"

Helena dressed up as a clean mercenary, and she looked obsessed with the star pillar in the distance, whispering to the wind and laughing.

In private, she is shouting at the wind and laughing at her father, but this time she came in to participate in the competition. There are also many members of the Royal League. Her relationship with Feng Lingxiao is extremely secret. Otherwise, she is impure royal blood. How can I qualify as a leader of the Royal League? Therefore, she always shouted at the face of an outsider.

"I don't think it is a treasure, but I don't know what happened. I have never seen such a vision."

Feng Ling smiled and confused, and shook his head in confusion, and could not give any answer.

"Why? I think this is very similar to the birth of the different treasures recorded in ancient books."

Helena licked her big blue eyes and asked with a confused look.

"It is very similar, but the problem is that the vision of the birth of the Alibao will only disappear. I have never heard of the vision of the birth of the Alibao will last for so long."

A Chinese middle-aged man next to Feng Ling smiled and said.

"Yes, with the experience of walking through the rivers and lakes for so many years, although this vision is very similar to the birth of a different treasure, it is actually a very small probability of birth."

Another Chinese-born old man with a sharp-nosed monkey also shook his head and shook his head and expressed his opinion.

"Cut, I walked around the river and lake all day, as if I knew everything. I think that you Chinese people are pretending to be ghosts."

A blond handsome white man sits on a camel, disdainfully stunned and laughed and waited for a sneer.

"you……"

The old man is old and has a good temper. He smiles unconsciously and is too lazy to argue, but the Chinese youth next to the old man are angry and glaring at him.

"Snapped!"

A loud whistle sounded and was drawn on the Chinese youth. A sultry woman with a high-pitched voice sighed coldly: "Bold, a humble man, dare to disrespect the Bourne."

"Enough, Princess Snow Millie, even if it is the next person, but also my next person, what qualifications do you have?"

Helena's face was ugly, and she was angered by the gorgeous woman who was riding a camel.

Xuemi Li’s mouth smashed, and the eyes flashed a touch of hateful color. The yin and yang sighed: “His Royal Princess Helena, although you are the current ally of the Royal League, but now we are all members representing the Royal League, and put away The face of your alliance leader, you are not qualified to teach me."

"Snapped!"

A loud leather whip was drawn on Xue Milli's body, her screams hurt, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked incredulously at the gloomy Helena, hysterical screaming. : "Helena, are you crazy? You dare to smoke me?"

"Sucking you is still light, you dare to provoke me, believe it or not, I can't live out of the desert."

Helena's haze drew a beautiful whip flower, and there was a loud noise in the air.