Eternal Taoist King

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Just when the magic knife in the skeleton demon soldier's hand was about to fall on the last petal of the other shore flower, Song Ning suddenly reached out to protect this petal, and the magic knife fell on Song Ning. Song Ning shuddered and felt a touch of vitality. Take away, the next moment the magic knife disappeared, Song Ning grasped the petals of the other shore flower tightly.

The magic knife kept falling on Song Ning's back, and his vitality kept disappearing, but Song Ning just held the petals of the other shore flower in his hand and resisted the magic knife.

The spiritual power was imprisoned by the magic energy and could not be exerted. Song Ning could only resist. At this time, the only thing he felt fortunate was that the other petal of the other shore flower was kept.

however……

In Song Ning's hands, the petal of the last piece of the other shore flower also began to wither.

"No!" Song Ning was almost snarling. Bi Anhua and him, no matter who owed them, it was Bi Anhua who died first in order to protect him.

The last petal of this other shore flower was fiery red, like blood, in Song Ning's palm, little by little ... dissipated.

As if it was dying with the wind, the red petals slowly became void and eventually disappeared completely.

But at the same time that the petals of the other shore flower disappeared, Song Ning felt that a seed appeared in his heart. This is the seed of the other shore flower.

what!

Song Ning roared, the other side of the flower parasitized in his heart, before the other side of the flower house wanted to save, otherwise he might have been in the red sea, and now the other side of the flower first wiped out his own vitality in exchange for him still alive.

"I Song Ning ... No one else needs to save, no other person needs to die to save me!" Song Ning roared.

Fists hit the ground, shaking the ground.

In a circle, a deep pit is formed, like a hemisphere. Song Ning is in the center of this hemisphere. Around him, those skeleton demon soldiers were nearly shattered. At this moment, Song Ning exuded all his life. Everyone can see that this There is not much life in him now.

"Chi Ruolan died because of you, and the other shore flower died because of you!" Song Ning's fists slammed on the ground again.

Boom ~

The earth around for dozens of miles fluctuated in this pair of fists. The earth seemed to be lifted up, and then fell heavily. The dust was scattered. In this dust, Song Ning's figure slowly stood up.

"Angry? Feeling agitated? I like to see you juniors struggling, just like when I was defeating Bai Ting at that time, he struggled, but in the end was still controlled by me. If you don't struggle, then your body has no value at all. "Bai Huaren's voice is still rubbing like a rock, he is dark and full of magic.

嗤嗤嗤.

Although the Skeleton Demon Soldier was shattered and shattered, the collapsing Demon Spirit condensed again for a moment, and countless Skeleton Demon Soldiers stood up again, slashing to Song Ning with the magic knife.

Song Ning pulled out the two swords in his hand, and the magic energy around him was overflowing. At this time, even if he had Ling Tian Jian Qi in his body, he could only barely resist the magic energy and not enter the body.

Due to his physique, Song Ningdantian's wound has healed. He stood upright with his hands down and clasped his swords.

"A monk who can't even use spiritual power is really sad." Bai Huaren pointed a little between his words, and there seemed to be more skeleton demon soldiers around.

Densely dense, the entire Blood Spirit Array is black at this time, and there is only a faint white light in the thousands of miles of darkness, where Song Ning is.

Just when the faint white light was about to be covered by black, the faint white light burst into a dazzling light, but this light was not the silver light of Ling Tian Jian Qi, nor the golden light of the might of the Golden Armor, but the general light. The sword light formed by ordinary sword energy.

Jian Guang spins frantically, Song Ning holds the sword in both hands, and his sword spirit reverberates.

The speed of the sword is getting faster and faster, even without the support of a little spiritual power, even if there is no blessing of any external force, Song Ning is only relying on the sword technique to resist the attack of the surrounding magic soldiers.

The magic knife kept falling, and Song Ningjian danced into the wind.

"I have been a mortal for ten years, and I have practiced swordsmanship for ten years. Although Wu Jichengxian is a breakthrough in fusion, how can I ignore these ten years of hardship? I just don't have spiritual power, and I won't stand here waiting for you. Bai Huaren, you'd better kill me today. "Song Ning said faster and faster, the voice seemed to be blended in the sound of sword dance, erratic.

"If I don't die, slash your primal spirit, and break your reincarnation, I will make you regret coming to this world to harm all sentient beings!"

Sword Qi was crazy. At this time, within a foot range of the sword energy, even a little bit of magic energy could not enter. Once the skeleton demon soldier touched this sword energy, it immediately collapsed.

however……

Jian Qi, after all, is just Jian Qi. If you want to get rid of the magic energy, you can't do it with the sword energy. This ordinary sword energy can make the magic energy collapse.

In the white ball formed by the sword light in the thousands of miles of darkness, Song Ning shuttled his body shape. He was faster and faster, his sword energy was stronger and stronger, and the white light gradually expanded. This sword energy seemed to stir the wind and faintly. , Howling, as if a storm is coming, even the naked eye can see the ripples formed by a gust of wind centered on Song Ning's sword gas.

"If I do n’t die, Chi Ruolan ’s hatred, Pei Anhua ’s hatred, the grief endured by Bai Ting, the fear suffered by Xin'er, and the pain of you Bai Ru being taken away by you, you will find it together come back."

"Bai Huaren, you want to kill me, you want to take me away, come! Come!"

Xiao ...

call……

The violent wind suddenly rose, only two swords, only the flesh, only the ordinary martial arts, stunned with amazing sword energy, ignited the shocking wind, and the blade was like a storm.

Song Ning's momentum continued to increase, his sword energy continued to expand, and the storm continued to grow stronger.

but……

At this time, in the eyes of many monks, Song Ningpiao's almost invisible figure became so bleak and so weak.

His voice was full of fear, full of sorrow, full of ... desolation.

Hero, the end.

Bai Huaren hasn't moved yet. Even though the storm caused by Song Ning's blade is stronger, he can't erase this magic energy, and the magic energy keeps regenerating, condensing into a skeleton magic soldier.

Immortals and demons coexist. Since ancient times, there has been no immortals. There is no demon in immortals. Existing immortals exist. If immortal power cannot overcome magic power, then immortal power cannot be exerted.

Song Ning was unable to return to heaven. No matter how he struggled, the end result was the same.

Knowing the result early, no matter how hard you try, you can't change it. This is bleak.

Weakly struggling, but these monks can only wait here, quietly, they do n’t even know whether they are waiting for Song Ning ’s victory, Song Ning ’s defeat, or waiting After Song Ning failed, they will usher in fate.

Song Ning was crazy and running wildly, but after all, he failed to cut off a trace of magic energy.

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