How could that kiss not make Ding Xiaoyi feel confused?
That kiss, which was bone-gnawing and soul-destroying, lingered in Ding Xiaoyi's mind.
That kiss made Ding Xiaoyi feel a little uneasy.
It was that kiss,
Ding Xiaoyi hugged Xue Ningshang tightly without hesitation, as if Xue Ningshang was going to leave him the next moment.
The warm lips pressed against Ding Xiaoyi's dry lips, inseparable for a long time.
I don’t know how long it has been,
Only then did Ding Xiaoyi feel Xue Ningshang's delicate body tremble slightly, but there was a tearing pain in his lower abdomen.
His spiritual sea was penetrated by a sword,
Ding Xiaoyi's face turned extremely pale, and he looked at Xue Ningshang in disbelief.
He never expected that Xue Ningshang would take the opportunity to sneak attack on him. The sword condensed the violent power of thunder and lightning and broke his spiritual sea in one fell swoop.
"Bang" sound,
Ding Xiaoyi's body staggered and flew up.
His body was knocked away by Xue Ningshang's palm.
At this time, Xue Ningshang burst into tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...".
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't hear Xue Ningshang's bitter and helpless apology.
Because the sharp pain gushing from his lower abdomen drowned his whole body, and also drowned every trace of his pure spirit.
His spiritual sea was broken,
The violent Gang Yuan swept out like a sudden violent wind, and the bursts of tearing pain made Ding Xiaoyi tremble with fear.
There was no trace of anger on Ding Xiaoyi's face as he flew out. He just looked calmly at Xue Ningshang, who was covering his face and sobbing.
He wanted to ask why, why did Xue Ningshang sneak attack him?
But his lips moved several times, but no words came out.
Linghai suffered heavy losses,
All the energy in his body leaked out, and he was completely reduced to a useless person.
He was unwilling to give in, he wanted to yell...
But his consciousness soon fell into darkness,
He felt like a flickering candle in the endless darkness.
As if he might be swallowed by the darkness at any time, he felt that he was too tired and wanted to take a deep sleep.
"Roar……",
Just when Ding Xiaoyi's consciousness was about to fall into coma,
He heard a shocking roar, the roar of the corpse chief.
then,
He knew nothing because he felt like he was really asleep.
He didn't want to care about what happened outside, and he couldn't care about it.
Just after Ding Xiaoyi was severely injured by Xue Ningshang's sword.
The Xuantian Seal turned into a stream of light and sank into the Qiankun Bag, but the long sword lingered around Ding Xiaoyi and never left.
"Crazy Xue, what good will it do you if you kill him?" The Corpse King roared, and he roared at Xue Yiren.
But Xue Yiren had a complicated expression on his face.
The expression ranged from regret to determination, from indifference to tenderness. At this time, Xue Ningshang was staring blankly at Ding Xiaoyi floating in the void.
She wanted to fly towards Ding Xiaoyi,
But she finally backed down and looked at Xue Yiren blankly.
"King of Corpse, if he doesn't die, we will all be enslaved by him. Do you think I will be enslaved by an ordinary cultivator who only has the realm of super?"
Xue Yiren's face returned to that cold-blooded and ruthless expression, and he said quietly to the Corpse King.
"Old ghost, is this also your idea?" The Corpse King turned to Ghost Ancestor and asked.
But there was a strange smile on Guizu's face. It was obvious that he had already expected such a result.
"Coffin Mountain and Coffin Mountain are just a space artifact from back then. As long as we find a way to control this Coffin Mountain, we can naturally get out." Ghost Ancestor, however, took his time.
replied.
And Xue Yiren's expression also changed slightly,
"Old ghost, do you already know how to control this coffin mountain?"
Xue Yiren asked the Ghost Ancestor coldly, but the Corpse King was furious.
The bones in his hand turned into a peerless magic weapon and swung towards Xue Ningshang.
Xue Ningshang defeated Ding Xiaoyi Linghai, which was an unforgivable crime.
Xue Ningshang's eyes were full of tears, and she stared blankly at Ding Xiaoyi, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
She didn't even make a move to dodge the corpse king's powerful blow.
There was relief in her eyes.
If her death can be forgiven by Ding Xiaoyi, then she will die calmly.
"King of Corpses, this is my descendant."
Xue Yiren swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy like a beam of light hit the bones in the corpse king's hand hard, and a loud noise that shook the world erupted.
"Bang" sound,
Xue Ningshang was finally hit by the aftermath of the collision between the two masters.
Instead, her figure staggered and flew upside down.
Ding Xiaoyi's angry expression and anxious eyes when he was killed emerged in her mind. Ding Xiaoyi cared about her from beginning to end.
The showdown with Ding Xiaoyi in Shangzhou came to her mind.
Although she lost, the figure was still imprinted in her mind.
Cold light and shadows fill the sky,
A sword shock shocked Hong Kong into seeing Ningtang.
This is her poetry number.
But she allowed the powerful aftermath to hit her, and she allowed the remaining energy to bring her body into the void.
Perhaps staying far away from Ding Xiaoyi was the best choice. Xue Ningshang's body floated into the depths of the void.
"Old ghost, if you had a way to get out, you would have done it a long time ago, why do you have to wait until now." The corpse king was furious, and he couldn't help but roared at the ghost ancestor.
The Corpse King rolled up his long sleeves and pulled Ding Xiaoyi into his arms.
Also involved in his arms with Ding Xiaoyi was the crystal skeleton.
The Corpse King tore open the space and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
However, Xue Yiren's eyes flickered, and there was a look of unwillingness on his face, while Guizu had a weird smile on his face without concealing it.
[In view of the general environment,
"Old ghost, what can you do?" Xue Yiren asked the ghost ancestor.
But Ghost Ancestor watched the Corpse King leave with Ding Xiaoyi and the Bones of Corpse Ancestor, without saying a word.
After the corpse king's figure completely disappeared from their sight, he looked at the doubtful Xue Yiren.
But Xue Yiren's eyes fell on Xue Ningshang, who was floating deep into the void, and finally he let out a long sigh.
Seeing Xue Yiren flicking his sleeves and rolling Xue Ningshang, who was heartbroken, in front of him, Ghost Ancestor said slowly: "Wait."
Just one word "wait" already revealed his entire plan, and Xue Yiren showed a hint of understanding on his face.
It was precisely because of the word "wait" that Xue Yiren was completely relieved.
He tore apart the space with Xue Ningshang, who was ashen-faced, and left, leaving only Ghost Ancestor alone in the vast void.
He stood in the dim void, like a peerless master.
Ding Xiaoyi woke up faintly,
The tearing pain surged through his body, constantly corroding his mind, but he couldn't feel any energy under his lower abdomen.
His spiritual sea was broken by that sword, and his cultivation collapsed at that moment.
His face was pale, but his heart was filled with grief.
He did not expect that the sword would be struck by Xue Ningshang.
He would rather let Xue Yiren strike with the sword.
But the reality is so cruel. This sword made Ding Xiaoyi feel scared.
Xue Ningshang stabbed out with a heartbeat.
Are you unwilling or annoyed?
Ding Xiaoyi found that his heart was as calm as water at this moment,
But he couldn't bear any resentment towards Xue Ningshang. He couldn't even hate Xue Ningshang.
Ding Xiaoyi found himself in a dark environment,
This should be a stone chamber, and the surrounding area is even more dark, as dark as ink.
He checked himself,
He found that his spiritual sea was in a mess, and the spiritual sea had long since ceased to exist. Only a few traces of Gang Yuan remained in his body.
Without the support of Gang Yuan, even with a super-level cultivation level, it would still be vulnerable.
He couldn't even display the swordsmanship he was proud of.
Fortunately, his sea of consciousness is still there, and his sea of life is still there, which can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
"Are you awake?" An ancient and time-worn voice sounded, and Ding Xiaoyi knew that it was the voice of the Corpse King.
"Senior, where is this?"
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but asked doubtfully.
He knew that he should still be in this coffin,
Coffin Mountain is an independent space, and this space is like a miniature world.
"We are still in this coffin mountain," the ancient and vicissitudes of voice sounded again.
Ding Xiaoyi knew that his guess was correct.
"Senior, can't you leave this coffin mountain?"
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but asked the Corpse King in confusion. He felt that with the strength of the Corpse King and the Ghost Ancestor, they should want to go out.
"You can't leave for now, so you should adjust your mentality first. Next, you have to fuse the bones of the corpse ancestor. When you fuse the bones of the corpse ancestor, I will tell you everything." The corpse king said to Ding Xiaoyi calmly.
