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Keng!

Yu Yuandi's leg bone burst and Li Dingxun's knee broke.

Injury to the legs and feet is equivalent to breaking the roots of a tree, unable to exert strength, and suddenly weakened.

carry on.

All limbs broke off one by one.

Li Dingxun slammed the enemy's head with a hammer, and once again returned the twelve monsters to the blood pool.

His majestic body also lay down on the ground.

There are fifteen top sects in the world, of which five are wicked sects, including the Snow Region King Kong Sect, Huainan Jie Qingmen, Yunnan Five Immortals, Fujian Fulongtan, and Jiangbei Blood Sect.The King Kong Sect has turned into a cloud of smoke, the Fulong Altar is suppressed by the righteous way and dare not show up, the Five Immortals are curled up in a corner of the southwest, and the Jieqingmen's whereabouts are mysterious.The secret behind this is of course not that simple.

Li Dingxun knew that he had done his best.

No one can make hundreds of awkward moves in a day.

The iron-strike body will also be washed and shredded by the violent force.

Li Dingxun, who surpassed the limit, did not exceed the gods and demons.

There is a limit to people.

Li Dingxun was lying on the ground, laughing.

For the first time since his birth in 16 years, he laughed so presumptuously and so cheerfully.

This sound reciprocated in the crypt, whispered like a mockery.

For some reason, the twelve blood demon have not resurrected from the blood waterfall for a long time. When Li Dingxun's laughter lowered, everything fell silent.

But after all, it is not silence, the blood and water are still in the ears, and the statues are all alive.

Void shadows came out of them, glowing with blood, and gathered into a torrent, rushing towards Li Dingxun, and began to bite his flesh.

Sparks flew everywhere, and his bones were really like iron stones.

Essence is constantly being pulled away by these ghosts. This is a sacrifice. Then Li Dingxun is the best sacrifice, the body of a God of War, the will and soul of the God of War.

Death is my friend, and now he invites me to be the master of nothingness.

Li Dingxun blinked and looked at the moon.

All these sudden blood shadows appeared in front of me, they were just some kind of tools.The flying ones are like the substitutes of death. They are an effect cause, and the form and will of death descend on them.Like a paintbrush, a simple inscription on the night sky writes "Lion Sangmen Li Dingxun died at the early morning of the 13th day of the first month of the 116th year of the Pure Land calendar."

It was not the night of the full moon, which made Li Dingxun quite regretful.

However, he has not been killed by these blood shadows, they have drawn enough blood and bone to fly into the blood pool.

The gurgling bubbling, the sweet and fragrant blood scent came, reminding people of autumn maltose, spring nectar, fried crispy whitebait, stewed soft and rotten flesh and bones.

Li Dingxun's head with his skull exposed turned slightly and looked at the blood pool.

The scent can't cover up a bad smell.

A claw was placed on the side of Yasha's head, and then another, more and more, hundreds.

A three-foot-tall ghost with a hundred arms stood up from the blood pool.

The blood splashed and slid off his body, just like standing up from a bath.

There are arms on the head, and countless beautiful golden eyes grow out of the dark palms.

Staring at Li Dingxun, his eyes are vicious.

Chapter 146 The Death of Li Dingxun

It can't be said that this ghost has a human form, it is too reluctant, at most it has a human form.

It's more like a bunch of polymers of arms, and it's a rough aggregation. The weird-shaped arms grasp each other, and some can crawl freely, as if they have their own thinking.

It has a bunch of arms with opposite palms on its abdomen, and its sharp nails scratched and bumped, and it even made a human voice.

"Nice sacrifice!"

The sound sounds like the rubbing noise of countless beetle mouthparts, but it does have a low-frequency tone that can be heard clearly.

Li Dingxun’s left eardrum ruptured, so he could only hear one side.

"The Great God of Xiangshu will be satisfied. All beings are in all aspects. Such fearlessness is hard to meet in a thousand years."

Black mud poured out from the "claw mouth" on the chest and abdomen of Hundred Arm Ghost, and the strong stench spread out.

Li Dingxun wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that his throat had been torn.

"Come on, be one with us!"

The Hundred Armed Ghost suddenly jumped out of the blood pool, like a starfish covering Li Dingxun's body, opened its claws, swallowing Li Dingxun completely, and then jumped back into the blood pool, hiding in the bubbles.

...

Death is my friend, and now he invites me to be the master of nothingness.

Li Dingxun stood in the dark room.

"Regret it?" someone asked him.

Li Dingxun did not answer.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It's so bold. Thinking that the King said that you are the number one in the world, you are really invincible?"

"Take the blame!"

Li Dingxun felt the existence of the body.

Can't feel it.

And the whispers in the darkness were still chattering.

"What about your parents? Son died when he went out?"

"They can rest assured you. And you told your mother in the Pure Land the night before that everything is fine with you."

"How sad would they be if they knew?"

"Your life is not yours!"