Chapter 117： Treat as god

If I do n’t die, you wo n’t hurt anyone.

These words seemed to have a magical power to appease all the fearful souls in this Qingluo City. At this moment, Song Ning is the life-saving straw of these mortals.

Among this group of mortals, there is another person he is familiar with. That is Mu Xingshan, Mu Xuezhao's father. At this moment, Mu Xingshan looked at Song Ning in panic, as if thinking of what he had said to Song Ning before, doing I am afraid that Song Ning will retaliate at this moment.

However, when Song Ning's eyes fell on him, he just gave him a safe smile.

"If I don't die, I won't let the demon step into the Qingluo City for half a step. Don't panic people in the city, let alone leave the city without permission." Song Ning said loudly.

Spiritual force traveled in Qingluo City with the sound, and when Song Ning turned around again, there were dense demons in his field of vision, and his expression also calmed down.

The wind blew Song Ning's clothes, he was at a high level, scanning the dense demon.

He closed his eyes slowly, thinking quietly.

Less than half a mile away, there are almost 30,000 monsters, the monsters are scattered, the attack effect of the spiritual ball is very small, but it will waste time and waste spiritual energy ...

Song Ning ’s silence has brought infinite pressure to the mortals of Qingluo City. At this moment, anyone knows that Song Ning has great pressure when facing those demons. They also know that the situation is serious now, although they Trust Song Ning, but how many monsters can one person kill? If the fairy in front of them is so powerful, how can it be forced to such a degree?

The tumult in the city was awe-inspiring, but at the moment, it was not in Song Ning's ears.

"If we can travel among these demons ..." Song Ning opened his eyes violently, and he already had a countermeasure in his mind.

Shuttle through this demon, you can use the sword art, the sword light of the sword art is controlled by his mind and spiritual power, and can carry the body flight, so if the body is not above the sword light, why can't the sword light fly?

"Sword Art!"

Song Ning turned his fingers into his hands, and the spiritual power flew out, and the sword appeared, and the sound of ‘poo’ flew out.

call!

Xiao ~

The sword light is full of spiritual power, and shuttles among the demons. Each time the sword light penetrates the body of a demon, the demon quickly collapses.

Only the four or five layers of demons in the Qi gathering period have no power to fight back under the penetration of Jianguang.

Song Ning controls the sword light delicately, and the sword light is away from the body. The test is the spiritual power. It is precisely that he has a very strong control of the spiritual power, grabbing the level that high-level monks may not necessarily reach.

Jianguang shuttles like a fairy treasure that cuts monsters and removes demons.

Under the scorching sun, Jianguang surrounds Qingluo City at a fast speed, causing a wave of ripples. The traces left by Jianguang's broken sky are like halos, which will not disperse for a long time.

The number of Jin Dan in Song Ning's body has grown madly, and there are countless killing spirits in Song Ning's body. This killing atmosphere envelops Song Ning. From a distance, it seems that a group of blood envelops Song Ning. Within.

60,000 / 10,000.

70,000 / 10,000.

80,000 / 10,000!

The people in Qingluo City knelt down on the ground and hung their heads to pray. They watched Song Ning standing still on the wall of the city, and their hearts were sinking to the bottom of the valley. They could not see the outside of the city. to.

However, at the moment outside the Qingluo City, there are few demons. Even the naked eye can easily estimate that the remaining demons are only a few hundred.

Song Ning felt that the spiritual energy in the body was rapidly consumed, but after a while, the saturated spiritual power almost reached the bottom, but no matter how, the demon died and the purpose was achieved.

Song Ning exhaled for a long time, beheading the last few hundreds of demons, shaking his hands, and Jianguang returned.

He closed his eyes and quelled the killing spirit around him, looking inside at Jin Dan and looking at the number ‘88, 888 / 10,000 ’above.

"The killing value has exceeded so much? No wonder the whole body is surrounded by this **** evil spirit ..." Song Ning looked solemn.

Seeing the chaos outside Qingluo City, there was no more demons living, he sat powerlessly on the wall.

It ’s just that he could n’t think of it anyway. He was in the air at the moment. Someone looked at him in a transparent place. He was pulling his beard and raised his mouth slightly, applauding endlessly: “There are few such monks in human monks. It ’s a pity if I die now, it ’s a pity. "

He said, with a flick of his finger, a force flew toward Song Ning. This force was not strong, but the speed was extremely fast. Song Ning just reacted and was hit by this force, but this force did not hurt Song Ning, but After entering Song Ning's body, after entering Song Ning's body, it was like a blood drop, which was integrated into Song Ning's blood vein and flowed in Song Ning's blood vein.

At the moment when the blood drop merged into the blood vein, the old man's face changed greatly in the air. He shook his sleeves, and when he reappeared, he was already thousands of miles away. In the air, he spit blood as soon as he appeared.

His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, but at the moment he was as ecstatic as he was ecstatic: "Okay! Okay! This drop of blood, I want to see how long it will be refined by your body!"

Song Ning, who was above the walls of Qingluo City, didn't feel anything wrong. He turned to look at the villagers who were still kneeling and kowtowing, and said lightly: "The demon is dead, you don't need to worry anymore."

The people of Qingluo City were overjoyed, and the joy of the rest of their lives made them continue to bow down to Song Ning, who now looked at Song Ning as a god.

But just at the beginning of this remark, Song Ning suddenly found that Jin Dan in the body began to change.

The numbers on Jin Dan are changing rapidly, and Jin Dan is also expanding. Song Ning's heart flew away from Qingluo City and fell in a forest. The numbers on Jin Dan began to fall.

70,000 / 10,000.

60,000 / 10,000.

…………

10,000 / 10,000!

Boom!

Jin Dan seemed to explode, directly changing from nail size to fist size, and then, the number on Jin Dan began to soar again.

Uh!

Song Ningdantian was torn apart, and the spiritual force between heaven and earth rushed towards Song Ning crazy.

Everything happened so fast that Song Ning had not even felt the pain, and he reverted to the triple method of the "Shen Dao Jing". Although his golden pill was golden, it was translucent and obviously not fully formed. Here The number above Jindan is '23, 000 / 100,000 '.

"More than one hundred thousand people in Qingluo City, I killed the demon and saved them, so it offset?" Song Ning couldn't help crying at this moment.

"Huh? It feels like I have only slept for a while, hasn't it been a thousand years?" Youyue stretched her waist and woke up and asked questions.

She looked around in Song Ning's body. When she saw Song Ning, she was startled: "Still in this place?"

"You only slept for a long time." Song Ning said.

Youyue froze for a while, then calmed down pretendingly: "Oh, I was just scaring you before. You did a good job. Continue to work hard. The time I just slept was too little. I will continue to sleep."

Youyue went to sleep, and Song Ning looked into the distance: "Sister Tang, Zhang Shen, Yao Yun, and Sister Li, all four schools requested reinforcements, but none of them came back, and the reinforcements did not arrive. This matter must be strange. Now that the demon outside Qingluo City is dead, I believe there will be no problems for the time being. Let ’s go back to the school and see what happened ... "