Chapter 275： memory

Ethereal Sword Domain!

Song Ning pierced a sword at the edge of the enchantment, the ethereal sword domain, the smallest range, one foot!

Bang ~

The enchantment is just shaking, but there is nothing strange about it.

Song Ning gritted his teeth and continued to narrow the scope of the ethereal sword domain.

Three feet.

Two feet.

One foot!

After three breaths, Song Ning was soaked all over, but the ethereal sword domain was still unable to break the enchantment.

Not broken, but not enough!

Song Ning feels that his memories are blurred now. It seems that he has forgotten a lot of things, but those forgotten memories are just what happened on Taihe Mountain when he was very young, and it is not important.

He looked down at Leng Yuexiao.

Leng Yuexiao looked at him.

咵.

Leng Yuexiao's lips were printed.

Like a ray of soft light in the winter twelfth lunar month, warm and soft, lingering.

While Song Ning was in a trance, Leng Yuexiao pushed away Song Ning and ran to one hundred thousand monks.

"Xiao Xiao!" Song Ning grabbed Leng Yuexiao: "No!"

"I'm reluctant to let you go naturally, and one hundred thousand monks will die for you. How can I hide here?" Leng Yuexiao said that she would break away from Song Ning.

However, Song Ning's hands are tighter ...

"If ... I would forget you, would you blame me?" Song Ning's voice was weak, and it was hard to get in the ear in this raid of spiritual power.

Leng Yuexiao shook her hand, she saw the firmness in Song Ning's eyes, and saw the reluctance in Song Ning's eyes.

"I will always haunt you, you kissed me, and I am your person, no matter how long this life, this life, no matter how long, one day, you will be tempted by me." Leng Yuexiao smiled tearfully, holding her hair Silk, that touch of sorrow was enough to defeat any line of defense in Song Ning's heart.

just……

Song Ning closed his eyes, slowly released his hand, and took a deep breath.

The attacks inside and outside the enchantment never stopped. He could delay countless moments, and then countless creatures might die.

Forget the memories, how to love you ...

Don't forget the memories, how to save you ...

Song Ning laughed hysterically, and the memory in her mind poured into Jin Dan.

Jin Dan is like a demon, engulfing Song Ning's memory madly, no matter what kind of memory, no matter what year and month.

In Song Ning's mind, the more he didn't want to be swallowed by this Jin Dan, the more Jin Dan wanted to swallow it. After swallowing, Song Ning's cultivation grew like crazy.

Jietan mid-term.

The late Dandan.

The final stage of Jiedan is complete!

After Jin Dan swallowed the memory belonging to Leng Yuexiao, Song Ning let out a bitter cry, but then, there was a trace of indifference, a trace of indifference, a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

His whole body was raging with wind and fury, and his spirit burst like a flood.

Yuanying, early Yuanying, early peak of Yuanying, mid-Yuanying, mid-peak of Yuanying, late Yuanying!

Song Ning's cultivation base was stuck in the pinnacle of Yuanying's later period, but the memory about Leng Yuexiao turned him into a realm!

"What's in my mind ... and these useless things?" Song Ning was slightly startled, and seemed to be a little puzzled. How could there be many broken memories in his mind?

Jin Dan frantically swallowed all the memories left by Song Ning.

boom!

There was a loud noise within the enchantment.

Song Ning long hair flying, rising into the sky, madly penetrated into his body, Jin Dan began to metamorphose, became extremely small, very small, just like the size of walnut kernels.

Early Demigod!

Song Ning's mind was blank at the moment. He looked at Daotian and those monks indifferently, not knowing why these people were fighting.

Everything around him doesn't seem to have anything to do with him. He doesn't like it here. He likes peace. He wants to go out here.

Song Ning's metamorphosis only occurred between breathing. Hundreds of thousands of monks cheered. They didn't expect Song Ning to be so amazing. What kind of miracle will Song Ning's half-divine cultivation bring to them?

Outside the enchantment, Gu Dan's real man shivered and his eyes showed sadness. He took it, but ... in this case, he took Jin Dan.

Within the enchantment, the monks roared up: "Song Ning recovered, and Song Ning resumed his cultivation. We will withstand and Song Ning will definitely take us away!"

"Song Ning has recovered!"

The sound was like a wave, with waves rising and falling again, falling in Song Ning's ears. Song Ning frowned, feeling a little inexplicable.

Song Ning?

It seems ... it seems to be their own name. Do these people know themselves?

Song Ning turned his head to look at the monks and Daotian. His eyes fell on Daotian's hands.

Huh!

Song Ning's eyes tightened, somehow, when he saw Daotian's arm, he had endless resentment in his heart, and he wished to cut Daotian's hand off.

Boom ...

Daotian had another ten attacks in a row, and even a hundred thousand monks could not resist.

The deaths and injuries were heavy, and they were defeated again and again, but whether they were dead or alive, all the monks' faces were smiling.

Everyone who respects Song Ning has a blood of blood and a basic conscience of a monk.

Wandering on the verge of death, their ears echoed the instructions of the elders at the time of the first cultivation.

"My monks, take the world as their duty, remove evil spirits, guard their homes ..."

They have no ability, but they know that Song Ning must have this ability. It can be done eleven years ago, and it can be the same today even eleven years later!

Song Ning looked at these people. He felt that before everyone was dying, his eyes were all on him, as if to convey some signal to him, as if he wanted to tell him something.

He felt very strange, why these people are going to die, but his eyes are full of hope.

Why do these people reach the end of their lives, but they are smiling?

Buzz!

Song Ning had a splitting headache, and vaguely, he wanted to save these people.

Ethereal Sword Domain!

When Song Ning hits with all his strength, all spiritual power disappears within the ethereal sword domain. Within three feet, the ethereal sword domain exhibited by Song Ning can extinguish the divine spirit power.

"Escape!" Song Ning spit out a word.

The monk closest to Song Ning saw this and immediately escaped from the three-foot gap.

Immediately afterwards, more and more monks came to Song Ningfei and flew away from the gap.

In a moment of effort, countless deaths and injuries, and countless people fled the enchantment, Dao Tian roared fiercely, raising his hand and plucking it at the cold and innocent claws he wanted to escape.

bass!

Song Ning's body disappeared, and when it reappeared, he was directly blocked between Daotian and Leng Wuhen. The Liuyun sword flashed in his hand. Within three feet, Daotian's claw couldn't move forward.

In the enchantment, Leng Wuhen left, and Leng Yuexiao also left under the pull of Leng Wuhen, just when Gudan Real and Liu Sitong wanted to enter, the gap suddenly healed.

"Song Ning!" The shouts of some people overlapped.

Song Ning listened to this voice, familiar and strange, warm and cold.

Outside of the enchantment, Gudan Real and Liu Sitong stared at each other, and then attacked more frantically. Now this enchantment can only maintain twenty hours.

In the enchantment, Song Ning's right hand Liuyun sword resisted Dao Tian's hand, while the left hand took another sword directly from the storage ring. As soon as the sword came out, it flashed under Song Ning's spiritual power Han Guang, Song Ning waved his sword with his left hand, and slashed at Dao Tianren's arm ...

[The author's digression]: There was a bug in the last chapter. Liu Sitong came from the southern battlefield, not Liu Ruyan.

Fifth change, fixed 5 changes per day, followed by plus change.

Before 14:30, the sixth