The Sword Dynasty - 482. Chapter 481

After listening to these narrations, Ding Ning didn’t say anything right away, but just stood there in silence.

Hu Jingjing didn’t know what Ding Ning was waiting for, but his eyes kept falling involuntarily in the live spring behind the stele.

After experiencing the treatment of the fountain of immortality, this kind of active fountain has an indescribable attraction to her.

“So we are in the killing game now?”

However, at this moment, Shen Xuan’s voice sounded behind her.

Hu Jingjing’s body shook slightly, turned around and looked back puzzled, only to see Shen Xuan looking at Ding Ning, waiting for Ding Ning’s answer.

Ding Ning nodded.

Hu Jingjing still couldn’t understand. Li Xixing, who was beside her, glanced at her and said, “Can you not feel any special breath?”

Hu Jingjing nodded.

Li Xixing said coldly: “If there is no special murderous intent, there will be murderous intent everywhere.”

Hu Jingjing’s body was slightly stiff, and she suddenly understood why even Ding Ning could not move.

Perhaps just a small change can change the space they are in now, triggering a terrifying killing intent.

“It may be difficult to kill the Wushuang Wind and Rain Sword, but it is not impossible. Zhan Mohe must bring the blood of the Wu family, which means that the killing game here should be stronger than the Wushuang Wind and Rain Sword.”

Shen Xuan looked at everyone and said, “And now we are in this killing game.”

Hearing Shen Xuan’s words, Hu Jingjing unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water and looked down.

Even the act of swallowing saliva seemed to become a little difficult.

The ground an inch in front of her footsteps looked plain, but at this moment it seemed to be covered with countless invisible needles, which made her unable to move at all.

Zhan Maha was able to use Wu Lianzi to directly cross the killing game to get the elixir of life, but they would be trapped here to die.

Shen Xuan’s gaze fell on Ding Ning again, “Is there any way?”

Li Xixing did not lose his confidence. He looked at Ding Ning with frowned brows, and said softly, “Can you crack it?”

“It’s too strong to be broken.”

Ding Ning shook his head and said, “But we can tie Zhan Maha and us together.”

This time even Hu Jingjing immediately understood what he meant.

This killing game, which has gathered the efforts of many powerful people in the sky, is impossible to comprehend and crack with Ding Ning’s alone, but he can destroy some places, thereby changing the shortcut left by the Wu family.

Unable to take advantage of the shortcut left by the Wu family, at least Zhan Maha would be dragged into this same killing game.

“Wushuang Fengyujian is a very careful person, and at the same time a very ruthless person. For a person who can treat himself this ruthlessly, the final killing will not be easy.”

Ding Ning did not look at Hu Jingjing and Li Xixing, but turned to look at Shen Xuan, “The most important thing is, what do you think of this elixir of life.”

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Zhan Mohe walked calmly on the sarcophagus that was already full of cracks. Wu Lianzi’s body was wrapped in the vitality slowly released from his body, floating behind him out of thin air, following his footsteps.

“Don’t look at me with this kind of eyes. If it weren’t for your ancestors of Wu’s family and it was not as noble as you imagined, it wouldn’t be the result today.”

He didn’t look back at Wu Lianzi, but said faintly, “This is cause and effect.”

He stopped in front of a sarcophagus.

In fact, every sarcophagus has some unnoticeable nicks, and these nicks are the names of the people in these sarcophagi.

“What’s wrong with the many practitioners who supported the Emperor Tianliang in the past? Only if these rebels succeed in the end, they can live in the coffin, and the others will be exposed to the wilderness. Is Wushuang Fengyujian considered noble?”

He sneered and stretched out his hand and stroked it softly, as if he was stroking his lover’s body.

The cover of the sarcophagus and the bones in the sarcophagus were silently turned into ashes and then blown out.

Many faint rays of light appeared on the surface of the sarcophagus. As his true essence poured in, these rays of light gradually connected together, forming dozens of runes.

His voice has not disappeared, but dozens of wounds suddenly appeared on Wu Lianzi’s body.

Scarlet blood flowed out from these wounds, like dozens of keys, falling into those dozens of runes.

An inexplicable roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

An air machine that has been sealed for a long time, like a fountain, gushes out from this sarcophagus.

In the next instant, all the sarcophagus was broken, countless fragments flying up like rain, turning into stars and burning.

The burning star rubbed Zhan Maha’s skin, leaving scorched marks on his skin. These scorched marks seemed to penetrate into his body, but Zhan Maha’s eyes burned even more fanatical. Flame.

The sarcophagus in front of him has also been scattered into countless stars, but the dozens of runes are still carved in the air, getting brighter and brighter, and as the blood of Wu Lianzi pours in, those runes are like one. The blood-colored knife on the handle cuts the space. In his perception, these runes are about to cut through the vitality that has been imprisoned for countless years, just like opening a door directly.

I don’t know how many years of planning and devotion, in exchange for today’s great achievement, even if his heart is like a rock, he is truly full of joy at this time.

The world after these runes are cut will be a brand new world for him.

However, at this moment, he bowed his head in amazement, and his face instantly became extremely pale.

A flower bloomed on his right chest.

A bright blood flower.

In the next instant, he let out a cry that was worse than the wounded beast, and the true essence in his body spurted crazily in front of him.

The scimitar resembling a mysterious moon screamed frantically, and countless golden flames ignited on it.

The original bloody rune line completely shattered.

In the space after the blood-colored talisman thread was cut, the golden thread that contained terrifying murderous intent was revealed.

These gold threads cut his mortal creature, cutting marks on the surface of the scimitar.

Any damage to a person’s natal thing that both lives and cultivates means that the cultivation base and the power against the enemy are reduced, which will make any practitioners heartbroken.

However, what made him feel more heartache was that the door that was about to open had disappeared.

He seemed to have entered a sea.

A raging sea.

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Ding Ning raised his head.

At the moment he raised his head, countless golden meteors appeared in the air above his head.

The ground where he and Li Xixing and the others are located is not far from the sarcophagus above. However, in his line of sight, the golden meteors seem to be falling from a very high and far away airspace.

He frowned instantly.

The Mohua Remnant Sword that hadn’t known where it flew before appeared in the air in front of him.

Then this sword light carved three light marks in the air in front of him.

Ding Ning coughed up a mouthful of blood every time a light mark appeared.

He coughed three mouthfuls of blood.

Those golden meteors suddenly burned.

It burned in the space only a few feet above their heads, turned into scorching ash, and floated away.

“Do not move.”

Ding Ning’s face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but he spit out the three characters very firmly.

Above the scorching hot dust, two figures appeared, as if they were attracted by the active spring, they were slamming into the active spring like a meteorite.

The fly ash was hot, but quickly cooled, and when it fell on the ground, it had turned into extremely cold snow.

Hu Jingjing looked at where the two figures were, and suddenly couldn’t help but let out an exclamation.

Everything has changed.

At the place where Hanxue fell, the inscriptions on the black stele in front of her and Ding Ning and the others seemed to float one by one. The entire stele was wrapped around the floating inscriptions, exuding more and more terrifying killing intent.

The living spring exuding white spiritual energy, at the moment when the cold snow fell, it had already turned black, and it had completely lost the smell she was familiar with, like a huge black mouth leading to the netherworld. Waiting for the two figures falling from above.