"That brat was defeated just like that? That's impossible, right? It doesn't match the combat power he displayed earlier at all. "
In the distant dark sky, a large group of people had gathered together and were secretly watching this scene. Among them, a green-clothed man who stood at the front said with some suspicion.
"What's so strange about that? Although that brat is very powerful, he lacks battle experience. He didn't lose to Shang Xuezheng, but to his stupidity."
A man dressed in black sneered as he analyzed.
"That's true. That brat's battle experience is indeed too poor. He used his ultimate move to block Shang Xuezheng's attack, which drained more than half of his spiritual power. It's normal for him to lose."
The lady in blue said with disdain.
"If we had known about his weakness earlier, why would we have cooperated with Shang Xuezheng?"
The other green-clothed man said regretfully.
Everyone's eyes sparkled when they heard that. That's right. Back then, they were all scared out of their wits by this brat killing the Eight Divine Guards. No one dared to touch the tiger's whiskers. Who knew that he had such a weakness?
If they had known about it earlier, they would have rushed to kill him and completed the trial mission.
"Let's keep watching. I feel that this brat is not as simple as he seems. There might be a trap."
The man in black standing at the front said calmly with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he spoke, everyone shut their mouths. Although they didn't think that Ding Ning had any chance to turn the tables, since the man in black said so, they didn't dare to refute him even if they didn't believe him.
In this world, most of the time, those with bigger fists had the right to speak. This was especially evident in the Three Sacred Halls.
Even if he was pointing a deer at a horse, they could only go along with him, let alone talk nonsense.
There was no other reason than that the man in black was God Yi. Among everyone present, only Leiyi, who stood beside him, could communicate with him on equal terms.
As for the most powerful Dragon Yi, he didn't even appear today. Perhaps he didn't want to cooperate with Shang Xuezheng, or perhaps he didn't want to compete with the Sons of God for the trial mission target.
Leiyi's eyes sparkled, but he didn't say anything. Although he couldn't tell that Ding Ning was acting, he also thought that it was better to be cautious and wait and see.
Of course, once he confirmed that his target wasn't as strong as he had imagined, everyone around him would become his enemy.
As for God One, he was his strongest competitor. It would be best for him to stay still and preserve his strength.
In the Green Cloud Club, Ding Ning's footsteps were weak. He stared fiercely at Shang Xuezheng and roared in grief and indignation, "I, Ding Ning, kneel to the heavens, kneel to the earth, and kneel to my parents. I, Ding Ning, have never been convinced by anyone in my life. If you want me to kneel to you, don't even think about it."
"Looks like you're determined to die. Since that's the case, I'll fulfill your wish."
When Shang Xue sensed that Ding Ning possessed the great killing move of Sunder Mountains and Rivers, he had a murderous intent. He would not allow this great threat to live.
Previously, when he said that he wanted him to kneel down and surrender, he just wanted to humiliate him before he died. He wanted to humiliate the man she liked in front of Zhu Wuxia and let her see who was the most powerful man. For him, this was a kind of vanity, but he enjoyed this feeling very much.
"It's not so easy to kill me. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me," Ding Ning roared madly.
Ding Ning roared with a face full of madness. The aura around him soared like a volcanic eruption, rising endlessly. Suddenly, a huge human shadow appeared behind him.
The shadow was a giant that was dozens of feet tall, emitting a terrible momentum that could destroy the world. The most terrible thing was that as soon as the shadow appeared, the Original Energy of Heaven and Earth became turbulent, forming a huge spiritual vortex above his head, crazily devouring the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth within a radius of an unknown number of kilometers. The shadow expanded rapidly with the absorption of the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. In the blink of an eye, it became a terrible giant that could support the sky and the earth.
Shang Xue's expression suddenly changed, and his hair stood on end. He looked as if he had seen a ghost, and he screamed in disbelief, "Magical Manifestation! You're just a Demigod. How is this possible? No, this is impossible. "
Ding Ning was slightly stunned when he heard this. "This isn't a Magical Manifestation of Combat Techniques? How did it become a Magical Manifestation? " "Damn, I've overdone my acting. How can I lure those guys to attack and kill them all in one fell swoop?"
This giant Magical Manifestation was simulated by him according to the principle of the Auric Flame Blood. It looked scary, but in fact, its power was only average. It was far from the power that the Myriad Buddha Worshipping Sect could unleash.
He had condensed the auric flame Dharma Form in order to create the illusion that he had been forced into a life-and-death struggle with Shang Xuezheng. Those cowardly fellows from the three Shrines would certainly not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to strike. When the time came, he would be able to catch a turtle in a jar and capture all these potential threats in one fell swoop.
However, he didn't expect that Shang Xuezheng would actually use the Dharma equivalent that he simulated as a Dharma Idol. Would those fellows hiding in the dark still dare to act rashly? This made him very depressed. He felt that he had gone too far this time, and those cautious guys would not be fooled again.
But in this world, acting skills were everything. Since he had already acted to this point, he could only bite the bullet and hope that some fools would be fooled.
"This is a secret technique that burns all my Essence Blood and consumes all my lifespan to perish together with the enemy. Surnamed Shang, I have no enmity with you, but you have gone too far. You came to my door, hurt my brother, and humiliated my woman. If I don't take revenge for this, I will not be a man. You forced me to do this. If you want to die, let's die together."
Ding Ning's eyes were scarlet, and his face was full of grief and indignation. He roared crazily and furiously.
Shang Xue was so scared that he almost wet his pants. He still had a bright future, and he really didn't want to die. With a sad face, he wailed, "Brother, let's talk this out. Why do you have to do this? I apologize and I will compensate you, okay? Now immediately withdraw your secret technique. I swear that I will never provoke you again. When I see you, I will immediately retreat three miles away, okay? "
In the darkness in the distance, when the people of the three Shrines saw the giant phantom again, their faces instantly changed, and their eyes flashed with horror.
Remarkable Dharma Form? A Demigod could actually perform the remarkable Dharma Form. How deep was this Demigod's understanding of the laws of the universe? This was a sign that only an unparalleled Demigod had.
Could Ding Ning be an unparalleled Demigod? As soon as this thought appeared, everyone had the urge to retreat.
Damn it, the God Slaves were basically ordinary Demigods or top-notch Demigods, while the Sons of God were mostly top-notch Demigods, and only a few of them were peak Demigods. Apart from Long Yi, who was an overlord among peak Demigods, Leiyi and Shen One had only just become peak Demigods, and they were almost on par with Shang Xue.
Even Long Yi, an overlord among peak Demigods, was no match for an unparalleled Demigod, let alone people like them who were not even comparable to Long Yi. They would not dare to fight an unparalleled Demigod even if they were given eight guts. Wouldn't that be courting death?
But when they heard Ding Ning deliberately say that it was a Dharma Form formed by burning his Essence Blood and lifespan, their expressions became better. Their eyes flickered with uncertainty, their hearts moved, and they began to make small calculations with ulterior motives.
Indeed, it was difficult to produce an ordinary Demigod in the secular world.
The chances of producing a top-notch Demigod were very slim, let alone an unparalleled Demigod who might not even appear in ten thousand years.
Therefore, they believed what Ding Ning had said right away. It was not a Dharma Form, but a Pseudo Dharma Form formed by burning his Essence Blood and lifespan.
After all, there were all kinds of cultivation techniques in the world, and there were many unknown secret skills and forbidden skills. It was not surprising that some forbidden skills could form a Pseudo Dharma Form and be used when one was fighting for his life.
This made them have different thoughts, and they thought of taking advantage of the situation. What a joke, the trial mission did not say that they could not attack when the trial target was severely injured or on the verge of death. The Divine Hall did not care about the process, they only cared about the result. Whoever killed the trial target would become the trial champion.
As for the top-ranking Sons of God, although they were wary and even respectful of them, they were not afraid of them. As long as the trial target was killed, the trial mission would be considered completed, and nobody would be allowed to attack the trial champion. This was the trial's rule, and it was an iron law that could not be violated.
Otherwise, the Divine Hall could just send the top-ranking Son of God to participate in the trial, and they, the lower-ranking Sons of God, would have nothing to do with it.
"It's too late to repent now. Once this secret skill is used, there is no room for redemption. Die, let's die together."
Ding Ning's mournful and indignant voice resounded through the night sky. The giant's figure lightly slapped down with his palm. There was no earth-shattering sound, nor was there any terrifying power that could shake people's hearts, but it became a scene that was forever fixed in the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene.
"Young Master!"
The loyal Great Elder shot up and shouted in a hoarse voice. He pushed Shang Xuezheng away and wanted to save him with his life. Unfortunately, the coverage of the giant's Dharma Form was too wide. Under this attack, both master and servant were instantly turned into ashes, and not even their bones were left.
Looking at this terrifying result, Ding Ning was stunned on the spot. The Magma Form was simulated by him according to the operating principle of the Million Buddha Greeting, and it was also his first time using it. Theoretically, it should only be for show. Even if it had some power, it could not be compared to the Million Buddha Greeting.
But the fact was that the power of the Magma Form was far beyond his expectations. It seemed to be even more terrifying than the Million Buddha Greeting.
Of course, this was not absolute. After all, the longer the Million Buddha Greeting accumulated power, the more Spiritual Energy it absorbed, and the more terrifying its power would be. It seemed that the Million Buddha Greeting would never have an upper limit. As long as there was enough time and enough Spiritual Energy, its power could continue to grow. In the end, it was not impossible for it to destroy the world.
That being said, the outcome of the battle was decided in an instant. Which enemy would be stupid enough to let you continue to accumulate and absorb spiritual power? Therefore, speaking of which, the Ten Thousand Buddha Worshipping Technique was actually a rather weak unique skill. Only when the opponent was caught off guard or underestimated the enemy could it win a short period of time to accumulate power, and its power would naturally be greatly reduced.
But the Magma Form was different. Although this combat skill did not have the characteristic of unlimited power of the Million Buddha Greeting, it had the advantage of a short time to accumulate power, great power, terrifying lethality, and low consumption. At this stage, it had become Ding Ning's most practical trump card.
After being stunned for a moment, Ding Ning came back to his senses from the ecstasy. Then he remembered that he was still acting, so he forced out a mouthful of blood, opened his mouth and sprayed it crazily, almost dyeing half of the yard red like a sprinkler. His face turned ghastly pale, and his breath quickly became weak. Even his hair turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye …
He raised his head and let out a roar that was filled with a deep yearning and reluctance to part with the world. With a bang that sounded like a collapsing mountain, he fell to the ground.
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