Chapter 303 Against the Sky

suddenly...

A beast shadow rushed out of Dingyang, the turtle!

A turtle-like head, with an extremely huge shell on its back, covering the sky and the sun. On the shell, countless mysterious and obscure runes flow, and the earth aura between the surrounding heaven and earth is constantly wrapped around it.

The shadow of the turtle is very illusory, but it is also flexible.

Dingyang actually broke through the rosefinch realm and directly reached the primary stage of the black turtle.

Ding Ding'er grew up and looked at all this with great shock. Words can no longer describe his mood at this moment.

Over millions of years, we have experienced countless disasters and seen countless scenes, but none of them can compare with today.

[Dao Ding Xian Jing] is not cultivated by Dingyang alone. There have been dozens of human beings who have practiced before, but they have never been like Dingyang.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Why don't you let people live? Why don't you let people live?" The Dingdings kept muttering.

Struly, he raised his head and looked at Dingyang's mind in surprise...

The purple gas lingered, and the sun became the focus of the world. He was like a dazzling pearl, magnificent and shocking.

Thousands of feet above the palace, silent, all the practitioners looked at the Dingyang in a daze, and their hearts could not calm down.

Dreamy? Illusory?

The Dingding people looked at Dingyang's mind, and their eyes flashed like stars.

"This kind of soul appeared... How could he appear... Is he..." The Dingdings muttered to themselves.

In Dingyang's mind, a fat and simple soul lies on its side, with its eyes narrowed slightly, and its mouth smashed. It's like a drunkard drinking wine. The most hilarious thing is the oval belly of this soul, with a huge navel in the middle, and a fleshy palm constantly touching the stomach...

Mitreya.

And it's a laughingmi le.

At this moment, Dingyang's soul has completely turned into a laughing Maitreya, but the outline of Dingyang can still be seen from the surface of the soul, but he has gained several times.

Smiling Maitreya's whole body is round, wearing a purple coat, with a red belly, extremely cute.

Dingyang opened his eyes and glanced around. There was a trace of curvature at the corners of his mouth, and he stared at Zhu En coldly.

Zhu En's face was uncertain, looking at the four beast shadows above Dingyang's head with fear.

From the ancient breath, the breath that makes him submit.

Search!

Zhu En grabbed Zhu Han and others in the distance and rushed into the void.

Run away.

The legend of the mainland, the legend of the Yutian Holy Land, just escaped. Such a scene shocked those poor practitioners.

Juen is very famous in the holy land of Yutian. Although the two families are in a state of opposition, it does not prevent them from taking Zhu En as their goal in life.

Now that Zhu En was defeated by a young man and fled regardless of his face, the mountain of Zhu En collapsed in their hearts.

Seeing Zhu En run away, his face was complicated.

Autumn moon rain frowned slightly and glanced at Dingyang, as if thinking.

Zhu En fled, but Dingyang did not catch up. His eyes were fierce, but it gave people a peaceful and lovely feeling, which was extremely contradictory.

"Roar..."

"Oh..."

"Oh..."

"vomit..."

The four beast shadows roared and entered Dingyang's body in turn.

Dingyang's momentum is like a rainbow, and his eyes are fierce. He turns his head and looks at Fuchi and Qiu Yueyu, approaching step by step, oppressing people.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Yueyuhua turned pale and looked at Dingyang with a pale face, with a trace of fear in her eyes.

The unslip face is not good, and the fighting spirit runs all over the body, and he is always ready to take action.

Dingyang ignored the autumn rain, curled the corners of his mouth, and still walked slowly.

At this moment, the manipulation space, the control of the aura, and the hundred-year-old combat skills can't be used, and the unslip face gradually turns pale.

Dingyang is not a virtual realm, and it is still a virtual realm that has just broken through.

However, the pressure on him is greater than that of June.

What kind of evil is this?

At the beginning, when Qiu Yueyu told the family that Dingyang was a young man who could not become an enemy, the elders in the family sneered and thought that Qiu Yueyu was too high to elevate Dingyang.

It is that he and his eldest brother, the head of the family, only because Dingyang is a disciple of Wan'an and has received a little inheritance of seeking defeat, so they pay a little attention to it.

He was wrong.

No, it's the whole family, and even the whole Yutian Holy Land is wrong.

"Dingyang's nephew... What's wrong with you?" He asked with a bitter face.

Dingyang's momentum suddenly changed and became gentle. He said politely, "Nothing, I just want to get closer and watch the elders."

He was stunned. His originally round and smooth face was a little more wrinkled, and his face was covered with black air.

Qiu Yueyu's eyes flashed and came forward and said, "Little brother, you are really bad! You can't make such a joke... It's killing..."

Qiu Yueyu's cheeks were red, and he stared at Dingyang a little angrily.

"Hey..." Dingyang showed a smile that everyone knew in his heart.

Dingyang's performance just now was nothing more than to deter others. As soon as his goal was achieved, he returned to his original appearance.

Buchi and Qiu Yueyu looked at each other with a wry smile on their faces. With their wisdom, why didn't they understand the meaning of Dingyang?

After a few words, Dingyang walked towards the palace with his family and others.

Jin Rurun and the emperor quickly led the people to the palace.

Along the way, Dingyang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, with closed ruins and debris everywhere. At least half of the originally solemn and luxurious palace was destroyed.

If Emperor Jin Xiuwen hadn't told him that the elite of the royal family had not been damaged, it was estimated that Dingyang would have been more violent.

Imperial Palace.

This was originally the place where Jin Xiuwen and the ministers discussed national affairs. At this moment, the group of people were sitting in the hall, and Jin Xiuwen did not sit on the dragon chair. Like Dingyang and others, they sat under the hall.

At first, the atmosphere was dull, and Dingyang had not recovered from the state just now. Qiu Yueyu and others were persuaded for a long time before Dingyang was relieved.

Dingyang looked ugly and said coldly, "What happened today, you Yutian Holy Land must give me an explanation."

Qiu Yueyu and Bu Chi looked at each other for a long time, secretly discussed for a while, and promised many conditions to Dingyang. These conditions are so rich in the eyes of Jin Xiuwen and others.

However, Dingyang was not very satisfied. Qiu Yueyu did not take out as much as he swept the three treasurehouses in the Ghost King Sect.

"Dingyang! Don't think that these things are few. We promise you that we will help you destroy Wang Yang's two families when we go to the Sky Blue Empire this time. How about that? Qiu Yueyu gritted his teeth.

Dingyang nodded and expressed satisfaction.

After discussing for a while, Dingyang returned to Yangfang Garden, and Buchi and others were also arranged to rest in the nearby palace.

As soon as he returned to Yangfang Garden, Dingyang retreated left and right, returned to the room, and entered the Daoding anxiously.

Dingyang urgently needs to know what happened when he arrived and why he suddenly rushed to the virtual realm. This result made him feel a little unreal.

"Brother Yang, don't look at me like this. I'm not glass..." Dingdings gave Dingyang a white look.

"Damn! Do you think I can like you? Bah!" Dingyang spit fiercely.

"Quickly!"

"What did you say?"

"Little boy, you want to fight!"

The two quarreled for a while, and then sat on the beach, basking in the sun and talking about the situation of Dingyang.

"What's the situation of my brother?" Dingyang couldn't wait to ask.

He also saw the soul in his mind. When he saw it for the first time, he almost vomited blood in shock.

Although the naive fat soul is cute, it is extremely inconsistent with Dingyang's image. For a while, Dingyang could not accept the new form of his soul.

The Dingdings laughed a few words and said, "Hey, how cute is this soul? If your two little lovers see it, they will definitely be full of love and love you more.

"Bah! Say it quickly! Don't run linger." Dingyang stared at the tripods fiercely.

The smile on Dingding's face restrained a little and thought for a moment, "This is a good thing. Your soul form has changed. Although your soul form is strong, it can't last after all. According to the life of the practitioners on the war spirit continent, you can only live 500 years, but now..."

"Five hundred years?"

Dingyang was surprised that he did not expect that he could live so long. From the perspective of his previous life, it was unimaginable that he was a monster.

"Hmm. Five hundred years." Dingding nodded and continued, "But now, your soul has mutated, and you can live for at least two thousand years!"

"Damn!"

Dingyang was suddenly filled with happiness.

Two thousand years?

How many historical vicissitudes have you experienced in two thousand years in your previous life? How many dynasty changes have you experienced?

Seeing Dingyang's giggle, Dingding's mouth muttered, what a shame... What a shame...

After a while, Dingyang woke up from the excitement and smiled, "It seems that this fat soul is not bad, and I reluctantly accepted him."

"Hmm! That's ridiculous. Reluctantly accept? Do you know that extending your life is only one of the benefits of this soul? And it's the most insignificant." Dingding sneered.

"What?"

Dingyang was really shocked this time.