Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 984

[Chapter 984 Long Yintian’s Evolution]

Ding Tong still looked at Ding Hao with a half-smile.

Facing Ding Hao who was forced to come over, he didn’t seem to have any plans to fight.

After a pause, Ding Tong suddenly said: “I heard that you are very protective of your shortcomings and care about the people around you, then if now your former savior, current disciple, that poor little girl, is about to be killed now. , will you choose to stay here to fight for the fairy weapon, or to save her?”

Ding Hao’s face changed.

Does Ding Tong know about Nalanchu?

Is it all his arrangement?

An ominous premonition spread in Ding Hao’s heart, and he suddenly felt that he must have overlooked something.

What role did Nalan Xingde play?

Thinking of this, Ding Hao subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiandao Peak, as if he was responding to his gaze. A stream of crimson flames flickered outside the golden mask covering the Falling Holy Mountains, piercing through the void and not dissipating for a long time.

“That’s an emergency signal from Shan Xiong!”

Ding Hao asked Shan Xiong to lead someone to guard outside the Nalan family’s residence. If there was anything wrong, he would immediately come back to inform himself. If he couldn’t connect for a while, he would send this signal to find himself.

There must be something wrong with the Nalan family.

at this time–

“Master, where are you, please show up soon, save the Ranger, he is dying… Master, show up soon, please hear my prayer, Master…”

Nalanchu’s panicked voice sounded again.

This time, Ding Hao caught Nalanchu’s voice, which appeared directly in his sea of consciousness, not through his ears.

Ding Hao was stunned.

Because at this moment, the phantom of Nalan Chu appeared in front of him.

In the void in front of her, it was like a replay of the past. This well-behaved little girl was trembling with her legs in her arms. She could not see where she was, but the situation was obviously very bad. People seem to be in a hurry, like a shivering little sheep…

How is this going?

Ding Hao looked up at Ding Tong, thinking it was Ding Tong’s arrangement.

But he found that Ding Hao didn’t seem to see the phantom. His eyes were just staring at him mockingly, and he didn’t notice the phantom of Nalanchu in the void. Obviously, he couldn’t hear Nalanchu’s voice at all. .

“Master, where are you, please, Achu, please, hear my voice quickly, the Ranger is about to die, please hear my prayer, and you must save him…” Nalan Chu’s voice was like a gossamer thread, intermittently resounding in Ding Hao’s sea of consciousness.

And the phantom in front of him became clearer.

Ah Chu seems to be in a very strange environment, with strange energy surging around her, her delicate little body is trembling, her eyes are full of despair and hatred, but also full of longing, paralyzed on the ground, white and slender Little hands clasped together, praying and begging bitterly.

Ding Hao felt incredible.

How did this sound and phantom get here? It was just like an illusion at all, but the feeling it gave to Ding Hao was so clear and real. There was a sad and tragic atmosphere in the wind blowing in the immortal path of the Xiandao Peak.

Ding Hao confirmed once again that Ding Tong really couldn’t see Nalanchu’s phantom, nor could he hear Gao Nalanchu’s voice.

Seemingly aware of Ding Hao’s abnormality, Ding Tong was also looking at Ding Hao with a strange look.

“This seems to be the power of the blood sacrifice,” said Jianzu’s voice, “try to respond to her, maybe he can hear your voice.”

Ding Hao was taken aback.

Responding through Xiandao Peak and the surrounding golden shield? Can Nalanchu be heard?

“Achu, it’s me, I heard, what happened on your side?” Ding Hao’s consciousness was running, trying to communicate.

…

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The residence of the Nalan family.

In the hall of the secret room 500 meters deep underground.

A strange formation is running.

The complex and numerous inscription stripes flickered like a sea of smoke, and the majestic and unimaginable energy was brewing. If you look down from above, this huge formation with a diameter of five kilometers is like the most complex formation in the world. Like the circuit diagram, there are currents passing through, releasing hot light, which makes people faint at a glance.

Dazzling white flames flickered from every pattern.

At the very center of this huge formation, the naked Nalan Ranger is struggling frantically. Like a beast that has lost his mind, he is fixed in the center of the formation, unable to get out of trouble, and the naked eye can see one after another. Hair-thin silver light was continuously separated from this majestic formation, slowly spreading towards his limbs…

Every time the silver filaments spread, the Nalan Ranger roared in pain.

He bombarded the ground with his fists, as crazy as beating a drum. A huge amount of power erupted from his body. The ground with the blessing of the formation was also collapsed by him. The terrifying power was far beyond the normal state of Nalan Ranger. The power possessed below is enough to instantly kill a powerhouse in the demigod realm.

But the silver ground was blessed by a complex magical formation, as soft as liquid. Whenever Nalan Ranger slammed it down, it would dent and soften, removing this terrible power, and waiting for Nalan Ranger to put away his fists. When the time comes, it will be restored as before, without the slightest damage.

Nalan Ranger in the silver formation is like an ancient beast that has fallen into a snare, struggling frantically but unable to break free.

The aura of terrifying power continued to emanate from his body, and as time passed, the power in his body continued to rise, as if it were never ending.

On the periphery of the huge secret room, there are hundreds of the most elite and loyal strong men of the Nalan family wearing white robes, guarding them expressionlessly.

The easternmost side of the chamber.

Dozens of senior members of the Nalan family from Nalan Elementary stood together, nervously watching the Nalan Rangers in the formation.

“It’s too slow, this kind of awakening is too slow, we must wake up that power completely before all the dust in the Falling Holy Mountains settles,” Nalan Xedde’s handsome face had a chilling madness , he gritted his teeth, and Bai Sensen’s teeth were like the sharp edge of a beast, and said: “Put all the details into it, and fully motivate [Dragon Yintian Transformation].”

A figure with a pale golden mask next to him heard the words and said hesitantly: “But that child’s body cannot bear the full power of [Dragon Yintian Evolution], if it is pushed with all its strength, I am afraid it will destroy his body. ”

“Hahaha, I only want the result, regardless of the process. If I can’t bear it, then let him die.” Nalan Xingde’s voice was almost cruel: “Isn’t this what his value is?”

“But he…is your son after all.” The pale golden mask figure still advised.

“Hmph, it’s just a lowly wild species. How can you be considered a member of my Nalan family? It’s just right to die. It’s just right to use the dirty blood in his body to wash away the shame of my Nalan family.” The exquisite middle-aged woman sneered.

Nalan Xingde smiled coldly and said: “Madam is right, I brought him back for today’s big event, otherwise what does he have to do with me if he lives or dies? Besides, he is my child, and his flesh and blood are all over the place. It is what I have given, and it should be repaid to me, haha, your dignified [Mud Bodhisattva], who knows all the secrets of heaven, should know that the way of heaven is ruthless, and this formation is also arranged by you, why is there a woman’s benevolence at this time? Go ahead and use all your strength to mobilize the formation.”

The pale golden mask figure hesitated a little, but finally walked towards the edge of the [Dragon Yintian Evolution] flashing crazy silver light, and began to change the lines of some inscription lines with some special technique.

In the next instant, it was like a handful of salt was sprinkled in a hot oil pan, and the entire formation gradually became crazier, like boiling water, and Nalan Ranger’s pain roared in the formation. The sound became louder and louder, and the struggle became more frantic.

There was a terrifyingly terrifying power within him that was slowly recovering.

This kind of power is extremely terrifying, just like the demon god who destroyed the world. Even if he is standing thousands of meters away, separated by a long distance, and protected by a formation, those who are responsible for vigilance around the [Longyintian Transformation] The masters of the Lan family also changed their expressions dramatically, and in their hearts there was the feeling of a sheep being stared at by a fierce tiger.

After a moment.

“One more day at most, and everything can be done.”

The [Mud Bodhisattva] with a pale golden mask turned back and said.

Nalan Xingde nodded in satisfaction and said, “Okay, great, as expected of the famous [Mud Bodhisattva], he really did everything, this time it’s all up to you, hahaha, even the divine court is deceived, wait until When they discovered the truth, the general situation was set, everything was doomed, hahahaha…”

Nalan Xingde laughed wildly.

His eyes were already hot red, and the whole person fell into some kind of excitement and madness.

This secret room is extremely huge, almost like an underground void.

It can be seen that the Nalan family has spent a lot of manpower and energy in order to build this secret room. On the walls around and at the top of the secret room, there are inscriptions like wandering dragons flickering and wandering quickly, restraining all the breath, and the outside world can’t feel that it is here. what is happening.

[Mud Bodhisattva] His eyes were calm, and he didn’t say anything.

He knew very well in his heart that he would always be just a tool to be used by others, so what if it was the best of luck? If he is not strong enough, he is someone else’s pawn after all. It can be counted as the God Emperor’s lifespan and the fate of others, but he cannot control his own destiny. If he wants to let his family, wife and daughter live, he seems to have no choice.

Unless things change.

He turned his head to look at [Long Yintian Transformation].

The vast inscriptions like a sea of smoke seem to be flickering and wandering in disorder, but in his eyes, they really represent the trajectories of destiny. Countless inscriptions are mixed and intersected in disorder, that is, the universe of heaven and earth. The way the road works.