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But the second soul doesn't matter, his second soul is originally the blood of the beast, whether it is the blood of Xuantong or the power of the nine-day black tortoise, it is enough to ensure that he can eat it without any worries.

"I see."

Ding Xiaoyi wrote it down and gave it to the second soul when he planned to go back.

The two of them bid farewell to each other without chatting a few words. They still had a lot of things to do, and they had to rush to the Zhanshentai as soon as possible, otherwise there might be accidents when the competition for the divine way was over.

After the two said goodbye, Ding Xiaoyi hurried straight to the valley where the Zhanshentai was located.

at the same time.

In the stone mill hell on the No. 17 floor of Fengdu City, the whole hell reverberates with a rumbling sound, and a huge millstone is slowly turning.

Under the millstone, some ghosts could be vaguely seen. Under the agitation of the millstone, they were crushed into a piece of meat, but soon they returned to their normal appearance, waiting for the next round of crushing.

So repeatedly, all year round.

Those fierce ghosts can't be reborn forever, and they can't get rid of such torture.

In the past, there was absolutely screaming and cursing here.

But recently, these ghosts who were escorted back have become quieter, and even if they are crushed to pieces, they can usually get up calmly.

Even the ghost general guarding here became kind-hearted.

It's all because of a great big shot in the next level of hell.

His chanting sound runs through the entire hell from the bottom to the top of the No.18 floor, influencing countless ghosts here.

"It's come to this point, and you still don't forget to chant scriptures. If you were like this in the early years, how would you have the results today."

A cold snort came from among the criss-crossing knives and saws.

The familiar voice made Pangpang, who was sitting cross-legged in the golden lotus, open his eyes and looked forward. The figure hiding in the corner clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! All causes and effects are predetermined, and I did it in a clever way." Even though I have obtained the Dao fruit, I have not completed my calamity, and now it just happens to be completed."

As he said that, he looked at the figure with fat eyes: "It's just where is your doom, Great Emperor, has the Great Emperor ever thought about it?"

"I?"

The voice in the shadow was a little surprised, and then he came out from the shadow, revealing that handsome face, who should it be if it's not the emperor himself!

The black and white pupils looked at Pangpang, and said seriously: "You know, I never believe in the word doom. If I want, I can leave at any time, even take her with me!"

"You can't take her away, or you can't bear such a big karma, and the karma outside the Kunlun Peak will make you die with hatred."

The emperor nodded, not denying Pang Pang's statement.

After all, taking her away will inevitably cause the entire Netherland to collapse completely. At that time, the samsara will be shattered, the world will be chaotic, and countless creatures will be destroyed. Even he or she cannot bear the karma.

"Yeah, because of this incident, I couldn't take her away, but what if someone can take her place?"

"replace?"

Fat Pang immediately sneered: "Are you kidding me? In this world, who can take the place of Empress. If she can, why would the gods let you give up Youtu back then."

However, after Pang Pang finished speaking, his pupils tightened suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and he stared straight at the eyes of the great emperor in front of him: "Could it be that you want to..."

"Shh!"

With a smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, he raised his finger and made a silent gesture.

"You!" Fatty's face changed suddenly. In an instant, there were tens of thousands of thoughts in his mind, and it was as if someone opened it up. All the things he didn't understand suddenly became clear.

But there is still a mystery in his mind that has not been answered: "If you really think so, but there is a problem, I don't understand what you should do."

"You mean the six realms of reincarnation?" the emperor spoke for him.

Then I saw him take out a small box from his arms: "A long time ago, I met a brat. This guy was very lucky, so I made a bet with him."

Fatty heard this and couldn't help mocking in a cold voice: "You? Every bet will lose??"

For Pangpang's ridicule, the emperor didn't take it seriously, and just opened the box to Pangpang to see: "Yes, I lost, but I got this thing."

Fatty stood up, looked into the box, and saw that the thing kept in the box was actually an eyeball.

"this is??"

The emperor didn't answer him, but proposed another thing to Pangpang: "Ksitigarbha, let's make a bet. If you win, I didn't say what I said before. If you lose, you will help my class one in the future." thing."

Fatty frowned: "What are you betting on?"

"You're going to go out soon. When I think about it, they will understand what I'm going to do. I'll bet you one thing. He will drink this glass of poisoned wine, and he will drink it willingly."

"Are you sure!" Chubby's eyes flickered coldly.

"Of course!"

"Okay, I'll bet with you!" Fatty didn't hesitate anymore, even though he knew that there must be other problems, but at this time, he must bet, not so much because he believed in Ding Xiaoyi, but because he believed that the emperor would bet every time he gambled. lose luck.

Seeing him nodding his head in agreement, the Great Emperor turned and left contentedly.

"Wait! What's in the box!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Fatty hurriedly asked.

The emperor didn't stop, but carefully put away the box as he walked. He paid a lot of money to get this thing.

To Pangpang's question, he just explained in this way: "All dharmas come from the same source, and all things have phenomena. The sea is a hundred rivers, and tolerance is great."

Chapter 664 Persuasion

Ding Xiaoyi crossed the void and went straight to the Zhanshentai.

But before the person arrived, the phone rang. Ding Xiaoyi picked up the phone and saw that it was Mr. Chen's call. After pressing the answer button, it was not Mr. Chen's voice on the other end of the phone, but Li Chuanhai.

"Little B, let's talk."

Li Chuanhai's weary voice revealed a deep sense of fatigue. Ding Xiaoyi frowned suddenly, stopped and stood on a stone platform, and resolutely refused: "If it's about Tianyuan Holy Land, then hang up the phone."

For Mr. Li, I respect him from the bottom of my heart, but there are some things that I must not give in to, even if he is the lobbyist.

Hearing his refusal, Li Chuanhai was not surprised. He didn't get entangled in this issue, but threw out another piece of news: "Not long ago, the trade union's god-making plan was completed."

Ding Xiaoyi had heard about this plan, but he never expected it to be a success.

"That is to say, the trade union can continuously create god-level powerhouses in the future." Li Chuanhai continued.

Hearing this, he frowned, did not speak, but gave a light hum, motioning for Mr. Li to continue.

"Xiaoyi, I don't mean to threaten you. I just want to say that what we lack now is time. As long as there is enough time, the union will be able to create more god-level powerhouses. One day, we can even use god-level powerhouses to form A large army."

Li Chuanhai said a lot, but his central thought was the word time.

He was not optimistic about the god-making plan proposed by the trade union back then, but now the trade union has shown with actual conditions that the god-making plan is feasible.

Even Li Chuanhai himself was lying when he said that he was not moved.

After all, he is too old, he has already broken through the limit to be able to reach the disaster spirit, and it is impossible to go further in this life.

In such a world of great contention, he can only watch helplessly as his backs continue to surpass him, and even the students in the school can easily reach the Calamity Spirit.

There was no choice in the past, but now that there is hope, how can Li Chuanhai's mentality be able to keep the ancient well without waves.

"So what do you mean, you still think I should let him go?"

"Yes! Everything is for the overall situation."

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi immediately let out a long sigh: "Old Li, I'm sorry!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Li Chuanhai to speak.

The so-called overall situation, how big can it be?Ding Xiaoyi couldn't explain too much to them, he only knew that if he couldn't accumulate enough merits as soon as possible to redeem Pangpang from hell, the trouble would be even greater.

What's more, he even scoffed at the trade union's god-making plan. The reason why the god-level is terrible is because of their unique divinity.

Often after a god-level breakthrough, it takes a long time to settle down to fully grasp this power.

The trade union uses the so-called technological means to push people up abruptly, but if this guy is not enlightened and cannot understand the mysteries of the god level, he is just a paper tiger with no appearance.

Furthermore, is the god level created in this way really the future of the union?

The saying that a chivalrous man uses martial arts to commit a crime has never changed.

It is still unknown whether the trade union can really control these man-made gods. Only one temporary success case can dare to talk about the future of the trade union.

Ding Xiaoyi had to say that Mr. Li may have really acted too hastily this time.

Thinking of this, he simply turned off the phone, and then continued to run in the direction of the Zhanshentai. He had already made up his mind that after killing these gods this time, he would move the Zhanshentai to his spiritual energy space.

Still, he underestimated the union's determination to stop him this time.

When he arrived at the Zhanshentai, Ding Xiaoyi found that the audience of Zhanshentai had been surrounded by people from the trade union.

Li Chuanhai and several elders from the trade union, including Lord Jiu, were also there.

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi appearing out of nowhere, several elderly people slowly opened their eyelids and looked at each other. Undoubtedly, this was the last scene they wanted to face.

Standing in front of him, Ning Chen was specially waiting for him.

After seeing him appear, Ning Chen took a deep breath, walked towards him and said, "Let him go, it will be treated as the union owes you a favor, as long as you let him go, the union will make up for all the losses of Beiman College. "

"Little Yi, we know that you must be very angry about this incident, but have you ever thought about how many people will be involved in the war once there is a war with Tianyuan Holy Land? We are not afraid, but feel that it is unnecessary."

"Give us a little more time, and we will help you recover this debt with interest."

Master Jiu walked up to the front and said earnestly and earnestly.

The god-making plan has been successful, and they need too much time.

In the face of everyone's persuasion, Ding Xiaoyi just took a step forward, glanced at everyone and said coldly: "What if I say no?"

"Explosives have been buried under this stone platform. We don't want to fight with you, but if you are stubborn, we can only destroy this stone platform first."

Master Jiu's eyes suddenly darkened.

Since Ding Xiaoyi and the others killed the gods here last time, the trade union has been paying attention to the movement here.

They were full of curiosity about this stone platform at first. There are many things on it that the trade union has not deciphered until now.

One can only guess that there is a special force here, which seems to be able to kill god-level powerhouses, but it is only effective against god-level powerhouses.

With such an astonishing discovery, the trade union would never have destroyed this stone platform if it hadn't been forced to.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes darkened a lot.

He didn't expect that the trade union, which has always been a hardliner, would become what it is today just for a god-making plan with an unknown future.

The so-called time in their mouths is precisely the most precious thing. Whether it is for the foreign gods who are vying for the god position, or the future development direction of the union, the most precious time is actually wasted on a garbage production machine.

For a moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and felt a strong sense of disappointment with the trade union, and even with the entire league.

"Sorry, everything I did today will naturally give you an answer in the future, get out of the way!"

He no longer wanted to justify himself.

Because time is limited, if you can't slay these gods as soon as possible, it will be even more troublesome if you want to slay the gods after the battle for the divine way is over.

"Notify the blasting team to prepare! Blow up this rock-breaking platform for me."

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi refused to let him go, Master Jiu also stopped talking nonsense. He has been persuading him for so long. If it weren't for Ding Xiaoyi's contributions to the alliance over the years, he would have blown up this stone platform long ago.

"Who dares!"

Ding Xiaoyi raised his brows, his sharp eyes swept across the audience like an electric glow, he could hear a needle drop, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Zhanshentai from the air, intending to forcibly take it away.

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Chapter 665 Killing a God Like a Dog

"Arrogance, who do you think you are!" Two dragon-level masters hiding in the crowd made a decisive move, and saw the person on the left holding a scarlet sword.

There was a sound of ghostly crying and god howling as the blade waved, trying to cut off the void in front of him.

The other person punched with both hands, and in an instant countless shadows of fists almost enveloped him.

At the same time, three black shadows passed through the nothingness, aiming at his back with a strong shot, and in a blink of an eye, five top experts attacked.

Obviously, in this era, dragon-level masters are no longer so rare for a huge trade union.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were like torches, and he raised his hand to call out Hun Tian Ling, and immediately suppressed it with densely packed wordless steles.

At the same time, his eyes focused on the person holding the ghost-headed sword. That sword was old Chen's weapon. With the support of the union, [Futu] has broken through to the dragon level, and it is considered the top spiritual weapon of the union.

He stretched out his five fingers, and the power of creation was gathering in his palm, blocking time around him.

Everyone freezes there.