On the shore, Ding Yi stood there motionless and waited quietly. The next moment, a black light appeared under his feet and deeply inserted into the mud. Ding Yi looked at the nuclear sword under his feet, and a grim smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had to admit that Zou He's acting skills were very superb, and even he was deceived at the beginning. It was not until Zou He insisted on pulling him ashore that he reacted immediately. After all, the two people's thinking had something in common to some extent, that is, taking action on the boat would dirty the treasure ship. You know, although this is a chaotic place, the danger will increase greatly after going ashore, and it is not as safe as coming on the boat. Zou He asked him to go ashore, just because he arranged something on the shore. In response, Ding Yi tried Zou He as soon as he got ashore, but he didn't expect that he really let him show his feet. And then, Ding Yi noticed the abnormality in his body.
This is a very strange feeling, and a sense of powerlessness began to emerge all over the body, just like a cold. At this moment, Ding Yi thought of the time when he smelled the soul-breaking ointment on the boat, and realized that he had been poisoned. However, Ding Yi's body was tempered by spiritual energy, which was much stronger than ordinary warriors who had achieved enlightenment through physical energy. This poison that could cause muscle collapse only made him feel a little weak. But Zou He had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that Ding Yi was not on the same path as them. Although he cultivated his physical body and fought with the golden armor guards with a sword, in fact, the nuclear sword was tempered by spiritual energy and took the path of cultivating immortals. It could be controlled by spiritual consciousness and did not need to be held in hand. Zou He must have truly felt the power of the 100,000-jin nuclear sword flying in the air before he died, but it was too late for him to regret it at that time. At this moment, Ding Yi touched the dried blood on the nuclear sword, and then began to silently count the hints that had just appeared. There were five tips in total, including Zou He, which provided him with a life span of more than 3,000 years, which was consistent with the number of people who ambushed him just now. At this point, Ding Yi's heart was slightly relieved, and then he sighed. The demon cultivators in the upper world are indeed extraordinary. Zou He is just a small character, but he can already do such incredible things. I wonder how outrageous those ruthless characters in the Demon Palace are? "Hehehe, I'm beginning to like this place. Unbridled is the original intention of cultivation." Ding Yi admired Zou He at this moment. He slowly looked around, but found that the noise caused by the battle just now did not attract people to come and watch. At the moment, his favorability towards this chaotic place rose to another level. Don't be nosy, kill casually, no one cares. Ding Yi covered his face and laughed strangely, then he stretched his waist, picked up the nuclear sword and carried it on his shoulder. The soft feeling in the body has become stronger and stronger, and he needs to detoxify first. Soon, Ding Yi found the place where Zou He was smashed along the trajectory of the nuclear sword. At this moment, a large ruin appeared in front of Ding Yi in a fan-shaped shape, and in the center of the ruins, there were several pieces of black robe fragments scattered. Seeing this, Ding Yi immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the center of the ruins. It can be seen that the attack of the nuclear sword just now has exceeded the limit that Zou He can resist. His body was directly blown up, and his soul was also pulled into the nuclear sword, becoming a member of the soul singing group. Ding Yi used the nuclear sword to fiddle with the ruins on the ground for a few times, and immediately turned out a few pieces of burnt meat.
"Well, even if there is an antidote, it was blown up by the nuclear sword." Ding Yi looked at the pieces of meat and had a headache, but considering that he was not the time to be entangled, he squatted down and picked up a piece of meat casually and put it in front of him to examine it. Then, Ding Yi squeezed out a drop of his own blood as usual, and then pinched out a strand of the meat and put it on the blood. Then Ding Yi spit out saliva and wrote the words "Remove the toxins in the body, no side effects, colorless and tasteless" on the blood drop. [Currently can be strengthened, the life span required for strengthening is 134 years and 13 days. Do you want to strengthen? ] Ding Yi looked at the life span in front of him and frowned slightly. Even with the antidote powder, so much life span is needed? This magical medicine that can work on immortals is indeed extraordinary. Ding Yi did not hesitate and directly chose yes, and then threw the strengthened pill into his mouth. This strengthened pill is indeed overbearing. After only three or four breaths, Ding Yi felt that the soft feeling in his body was rapidly fading. It seems that the pill has taken effect. Seeing this, Ding Yi immediately laughed and thought that although these people in the Demon Palace acted strangely, they were also honest. It was cute that they gave him so much life span just after entering the chaotic land. He looked at the surrounding jungle again, then reinserted the nuclear sword into his tattoo, casually took out a black robe and put it on himself, and then returned to the shore. Three days later, Ding Yi stood in front of a city, his eyes slightly narrowed. During these three days, Ding Yi experienced several attacks on the shore. Of course, these attackers did not show any marks on the quicksand map. The identities of these attackers were also strange. Some were from the Demon Palace, some were casual cultivators, and some were actually monsters in the mountains and forests. The fate of these attackers was all turned into a pile of minced meat, but the lifespan of these people was far less than that provided by Zou He's group, and the average lifespan was only about three or four hundred years. But the most bizarre among them were the spirits. Ding Yi actually found that the lifespan of these spirits did not increase after killing them, which made him think that he had not succeeded in killing them. However, as the number increased, he realized that the cultivation methods of these spirits might be different from those of the cultivators, so there was no response to activating the system. And the city in front of him at this moment was also what Ding Yi learned from a spirit. There is a big city three hundred miles away, called Chaos. There are all kinds of people in the city, mortals, demons, and spirits, but there are no people from the Immortal Alliance. "Chaos..." Ding Yi looked at the strange words on the city in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then put down the black hood on his head, took a step and walked into it with the crowd. And beside him was a strange-looking spirit with a pig head and a human body. This spirit was taken in by him on a whim, and he also gave this pig demon a domineering name, Zhu Jiujie. After all, if you want to sneak into this Chaos City, it is undoubtedly much better to have a spirit as a guide, and it can also reduce other people's suspicion. "Hehe, boss, this is Chaos City. I have eaten the roast chicken here before, it is so delicious." The pig demon is only half the height of Ding Yi, and he is standing beside him and drooling while talking.
Ding Yi ignored the pig demon and waited until he entered the city before speaking: "Go, take me to that place." Zhu Jiujie snorted again when he heard it, then slightly identified the direction, and then took Ding Yi to the front. Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the reading progress to be lost. Please save the "Bookshelf" and "Reading Record" in time (it is recommended to take a screenshot to save), and we apologize for the inconvenience caused to you!