"Putong...!"
As soon as Ning Tao''s sole was forced, there was a sharp pain in his heart. The pain caused old pain, and he immediately fell to the ground.
His injury is not good, but when Uncle Tim occupies his body, he suppresses it with the power of his soul. As soon as he leaves, it will burst out naturally.
"Ah Uncle, no Don''t...! "
Looking at Ning Tao, who is suffering from more than half of his body pain, running over, his eyes are red. Uncle Tim shakes his head and sighs, and his eyes are full of sadness.
Thick complex way: "Alas, little guy, don''t be sad, don''t cry, life where don''t meet, fate will meet again."
"No Don''t go, uncle. What''s the matter? It was fine just now. How How could that be? " Ning Tao''s nose was sour and worried.
When he fell into the stone gate and died, he was saved by his uncle. When Mo Laoka was dying in the space, he was also saved by his uncle. When thousands of Hongmeng''s disciples were facing disaster and the native land of China was wantonly invaded, his uncle gave him the strength to protect one side.
With these, Ning Tao is willing to call uncle.
But this kindness has not yet returned, uncle suddenly will dissipate, the lower part of the body is transparent, the breath rapidly dissipates in the world.
"Why Why? "
Ning Tao watched his body dissipate and his words choked.
"Hehe, powerful power is not in vain. The world has long been barred from the power of virtual realm. They are because of the spirit and evil spirit, and the race is powerful, while I am because of the burning of the power of the spirit and the boundless water Sooner or later, there will be such a day
Uncle Tim''s relieved voice came from his ear.
Upon hearing this, Ning Tao burst into tears. It turned out that uncle''s strength depended on burning his own spirit, just like a piece of wood burned up for a time.
Seeing the sadness of his true feelings, uncle Tim couldn''t help comforting him and said, "little guy, look at your eyebrows."
Eyebrow?
Ning Tao quickly releases the power of the spirit. In his perception, there is a deep and vast abyss rising in the middle of his brow, revealing the power of the heaven and the earth.
"This This Does it mean uncle can still be saved? "
Looking at his excited look, uncle Tim shook his head with a smile and said: "this is the last gift I left you, uncle. It can help you block a crisis of life and death, as well as the power of the star core that I specially drew out."
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"don''t rush to absorb it. You must act according to your ability. As for other magical effects, you can experience them slowly."
Words fall, Ning Tao''s heart cools most.
He didn''t feel happy to get the treasure at all. The more uncle told him, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his nose was sour.
"By the way," Uncle Tim seemed to think of something. Suddenly, two things spewed out from the endless abyss behind him. One was the black glossy insect beetle, the other was a pair of dark scythes, which seemed to be the black insect remains that had just been swallowed.
"These two things are good materials for refining utensils, but even if you don''t refining utensils, it''s also a good pair for you. Take them and I should go."
While speaking, the spirit has dissipated to the neck.
Looking at these two treasures, Ning Tao cried: "uncle, don''t die. I haven''t talked to you yet, Uncle...!"
"Whoosh!"
Mo Lao rushed over, saw this scene complex, arched his hands and said: "thank you for saving your life, all the way."
Seeing them like this, uncle Tim rolled his eyes and said, "who are you two cursing? I mean to leave, but I didn''t say to die...!"
Huh?
"What do you mean?"
Two people a burst of suspicions of stand on the ground.
The origin of the spirit has dissipated, and his breath is only a little bit. Anyone who sees this scene knows that it is a falling phenomenon. Is there a fake?
There is a tangle between uncle''s eyebrows, but this problem is hard to explain, and there is not much time, so it is
”Ha ha
In a trance, a woman chuckled in the pit.
"Boom!"
When the earth shakes, uncle Tim''s face changes at the same time. He turns his head to look at the stone gate in an instant. A thick black light column goes straight to the sky, but it soon dissipates.
It looks like it''s signaling.
However, uncle exclaimed, looking at the stone gate and gritting his teeth, he said, "damn mother worm, you still have this skill. It''s a good calculation!"
But I didn''t even think about it.
Just as Ning Tao and his wife were dumbfounded, uncle Tim anxiously yelled at him: "little guy, remember what I said, the world is up to you. You are the masters here. No matter what terrible things happen Don''t look down
"Don''t you want to talk to me? The world is your test. If you can survive Through it, to the upper bound Fairy Domain Find me... "
Intermittently, there is no sound.Ning Tao''s face is dull and his mouth is wide open. Although there is no breath of uncle in this world, the meaning of that sentence seems to be He''s not dead!
"Big Uncle Are you really alive? "
Mo Lao walked up to him, looked at the bland void, and said," maybe the elder is not dead. I can feel the vastness of his strength. Even in ancient books, he has never seen such a powerful person. It''s terrible to look at him. "
"If you really want to know the answer, whether you are living or dead, you can go to the immortal kingdom. Anyway, with your talent, you will go sooner or later."
Hearing this, Ning Tao nodded his head and touched his eyebrows. The mysterious gift that uncle left him is still there. Now he is quietly hiding.
He swore to himself: "uncle, I will go to you...!"
Biting his teeth and dragging his body, with the help of Wu Hailin and other disciples, he grabs Bai Luo''s little by little and goes to the white old devil. Hatred appears in his eyes.
at the moment, the old man is not old, his eyes are cloudy, his face is wrinkled like fish scales, his skin is drooping, like the essence is sucked up, and the whole body sends out the Dudu spirit.
"Son of a bitch!"
Wu Hailin and other disciples wanted to scratch him.
The remaining sin of the white lotus sect and the blood clan scum have long fled together. Clark almost fell into the divine realm and was taken away by the blood clan. Cao Bin just left a vicious sentence.
"Ning Tao, I''ll wait for you in Europe!"
Thomas, with his sword and cold face, chased all over the world
Only Hongmeng''s disciples are left in this pit. Ning Tao takes back his eyes and looks at old devil Bai with hatred. It''s him Kill elder martial brother Moyang!
"Well Cough I didn''t expect that I was defeated by you. It seems that my guess is right. You are really the killer of my white lotus sect. "
White old devil complex hoarse way.
Ning Tao cold face, lightning toward his thigh shot, indifferent way: "this shot is for my master!"
"Ah Son of a bitch
Another shot pierced the abdomen. "This shot was for my disciple Hongmeng who died."
Another shot pierced the liver and lung, "this shot is for the hundreds of thousands of Chinese compatriots you slaughtered."
"This shot It''s for me
Five or six blood holes were pierced out one by one. The old white devil''s face was twisted and roared in pain. His eyes were glowing with blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "I curse you..."
"Bang!"
His head was smashed to pieces by a silver gun.
"This shot It''s for elder martial brother Moyang! "
Ning Tao said indifferently.
Seeing this, Wu Hailin and dozens of other disciples, red eyes, chopped up his body with swords and chopped it into meat mud.
In the end, Ning Tao sent him away.
Looking at this scene, Mo Yuntian sighs that the man who has been a hero for thousands of years has just died. White devil, go all the way
Far away,
Yuntian Taoist looked this way, his eyes twinkling!