Hmph! The divine consciousness is so scattered, and the power of the divine consciousness is wasted too much, I want to see how long you can stop me!

Dalai secretly sneered in his heart, although the other party's divine sense was very large, even more than his divine sense, but he was not afraid.

He has seen a lot of such opponents, but he has a huge amount of divine consciousness power but cannot control and use it, the power is too loose, not condensed at all, although such a surge of divine consciousness blocked his attack, but it is wasted ninety percent of nine, it is impossible to last at all, and soon the divine consciousness will be exhausted and defeated.

But I didn't know that Ding Ning was secretly sighing at the moment, sure enough, fighting is the best way to control power, usually he practiced the "Divine Control Technique" without any effect at all, but at this moment, his kung fu was advancing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a short period of stalemate, he actually controlled about one-ten-thousandth of the divine consciousness power.

Don't underestimate this one in ten thousand, in normal times, he can't reach one in a hundred million when he cultivates by himself, not to mention that the amount of control is still increasing over time.

Ding Ning grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiling happily.

Because he didn't understand the Divine Consciousness Liquid, he didn't feel anything, and it wasn't until this moment that he understood what a terrible existence the Divine Consciousness Liquid was, after fighting for so long, Dalai's Divine Consciousness Sword was already powerless, and his drop of Divine Consciousness Liquid was consumed less than one percent, and this kind of Divine Consciousness Liquid was not even a dime a dozen in his sea of consciousness.

He roughly estimated that if Dalai could hold on, ten years of uninterrupted fighting like this would probably consume his divine sense.

As the minutes passed, Dalai's face gradually began to turn pale, and he roared wildly in his heart, who is this person? How could such a waste of divine consciousness last so long? The most terrible thing is that there is no sign of exhaustion? And there is a tendency to get stronger and stronger, which is also too unscientific.

What kind of treasure did this guy eat? He has such an almost infinite sense of divine consciousness.

It's no wonder that he thinks so, after all, the amount of divine consciousness consumed by the confrontation of the divine consciousness of the two is not proportional at all, if Dalai's divine consciousness sword consumes a little divine sense, then what Ding Ning needs to consume is one hundred and one thousand points, which is a thousand times his consumption.

How did Ding Ning know that Dalai was shocked, and he exported a large amount of divine consciousness to block the sword of divine consciousness, and he still had the strength to study the condensation principle of the divine consciousness sword.

The so-called Divine Consciousness Sword is actually a transparent sword blade condensed by Divine Consciousness, and its existence can only be sensed in Divine Consciousness, and if it is in the outside world, if you don't open the Heavenly Eye, you can't see it at all.

The strength is very even, and the concentration of divine consciousness is very high, so the attack power is very high, just like ...... Refine, condense a piece of scrap iron into a piece of fine iron after being tempered thousands of times!

Ding Ning felt carefully, and a surprise luster burst out in front of him, using the Divine Sense Sword as a sample, trying to condense the Divine Sense Sword!

Wrong!

Wrong!

Still not right!

Ding Ning was frantically experimenting, but the divine consciousness was an intangible material thing, which could not be tempered with alchemy at all, and it dissipated as soon as it was condensed, and it could not be condensed and formed!

How the hell did this old thing do it?

Ding Ning thought hard, carefully looking at the immortal divine sense sword, wanting to peek into the secret!

Can't be tempered...... Can't be tempered......

I don't know how long it has been, Dalai's Divine Consciousness Sword suddenly dissipated, and Ding Ning's Divine Consciousness involuntarily rushed towards Dalai Zhihai along the inertial force.

Da Lai Du wanted to cry, is this bastard's sea of consciousness a vast ocean? How much divine consciousness is there? Until now, there is not the slightest trend of lack of stamina.

The situation of the two is like a small businessman with assets who meets a rich man, the small businessman is careful and uses every penny on the blade, but he meets a wealthy nouveau riche, and the small businessman will do business again, and he will be directly crushed by the nouveau riche savagely and rudely, which is simply unreasonable.

Half of Dalai's divine consciousness was consumed, and he wanted to disperse the divine consciousness sword and find the other party to fight with him in close quarters, but he didn't expect that the other party had no intention of stopping, and actually started a counterattack, forcing him to recondense a divine sense sword to resist the opponent's divine consciousness attack, he didn't dare to let anyone's divine consciousness invade his own sea of consciousness.

Ding Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, the speed at which Dalai condensed the Divine Sense Sword was too fast before, and he didn't see it clearly at all, but now that Dalai personally demonstrated it to him, he would be a fool if he couldn't figure it out.

Compress.

It turned out to be compression!

Ding Ning was overjoyed, and finally understood the principle of condensing the sword of divine consciousness, which was to gather a stream of divine consciousness to quickly compress and condense into shape.

But it's easy to say, it's easy to do.

While Ding Ning continued to output his Divine Consciousness to resist Dalai's Divine Consciousness attack, he continued to experiment with condensing the Divine Consciousness Sword!

Again.

Again.

Again...... Or failed.

Ding Ning is not discouraged, he will think seriously after every failure, and keep summarizing the reasons for failure!

In the end, he concluded that the reason why he couldn't condense and form was because he lacked control over his divine consciousness, which caused his divine consciousness to dissipate because it was out of control before it could be condensed.

Dallai's face was so pale and terrifying that he was trembling all over, so that Toktahonov, who was bored on the sidelines, thought that he had committed a sheep madness!

Although he was born with strong spiritual power and cultivated the Divine Sense Attack Method, he was not a spirit master after all, and he only opened up the Sea of Consciousness when he was in the True Martial Realm, even if he was lucky enough to step into the Divine Martial Realm, the scale of the Sea of Consciousness was still limited, and he couldn't sustain such a long battle.

The large consumption of divine consciousness made him sluggish, his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to fall to the ground and fall asleep, if it weren't for the fact that he had been running around for so many years, his willpower was far beyond ordinary people, and he was struggling to support it with tenacious perseverance, I am afraid that he would have fainted to the ground at this time because of the exhaustion of his divine consciousness.

Dalai's intestines are about to repent, he shouldn't fight with the other party, it is easy to kill the other party with his cultivation in the Divine Martial Realm, but he is too lazy to chase him because the other party is too good at hiding and escaping, plus the other party dares to sneak attack him, he was angry and engaged in a divine sense war with the other party, originally wanted to destroy the other party into an idiot, but he didn't expect to meet a guy whose divine sense was so strong that it was perverted, resulting in the current situation that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

"Mr. Toktakhonov, go to that woods just now, find him, kill him!"

Dalai knew that he couldn't last long, and he was desperately forced by Ding Ning's divine sense to get several meters closer to him, and said very quickly.

"Master Dalai, what the hell is going on?"

Toktakhonov asked with a confused expression, but he didn't get any response, now Dalai gathered all the remnants of his divine consciousness to barely resist Ding Ning's counterattack, where is there still room to speak.

In fact, Ding Ning was immersed in the perception of controlling the divine consciousness, and the divine consciousness only felt that Dalai's divine consciousness sword had retreated before he inertly followed forward a few meters, otherwise he would take advantage of the situation to attack, and he would be able to kill Dalai's sea of consciousness in one fell swoop and crush his sea of consciousness into slag!

A look of displeasure flashed in Toktakhonov's eyes, but after thinking about it, if he can't bear it, he will make a big plan, and he is still counting on getting a cultivation method from Dalai, and now is not the time to turn his face with him.

Immediately walked out quickly, and beckoned to Anton Xi, who was always patrolling the manor: "Take people to that grove, and kill anyone you see!"

"Yes!"

Anton Xi answered, beckoned, and more than two dozen loaded Tomahawk members quickly gathered and hurried towards the grove with great vigour.

Ding Ning knew this scene, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of disdain, and he even had time to take out his mobile phone and send a text message easily!

2 in 10,000...... 3 per 10,000......

Ding Ning didn't take Anton Xi's people in his eyes at all, his mind was immersed in the sense of divine consciousness, and every bit of progress made him intoxicated, and the feeling of improving his strength was really comfortable.

5 out of 10,000!

Ding Ning's eyes lit up, although five ten-thousandths was insignificant, it should be enough for him to condense a small divine sense sword blade.

Of course, he has always been more accustomed to using a sword, and he doesn't have to condense a divine sense sword!

Soon, a Divine Sense Sword that was more than ten times smaller than Dalai's Divine Sense Sword condensed and took shape, and Ding Ning was ecstatic, it was done!

Just as he condensed the Divine Sense Knife, Anton Xi and the others also rushed to the grove, and led two Caucasian dogs that were more than one meter tall and looked like bears, searching in the grove!

"Woohoo!"

Although Ding Ning arranged a concealment formation in the woods, which could confuse Anton Xi and the others, he could not confuse the dog's nose, and the two Caucasian dogs accurately found Ding Ning's location and roared wildly at the ground.

"What's going on? Is someone hiding underground?"

Antonxi and the others were inexplicable, rubbing the ground with their toes, and there was no trace of excavation!

"Da Gao and Second Gao can't be mistaken, someone must be hiding around here!"

A strong man with short hair and muscles all over his body that were about to collapse was holding two Caucasian dogs with some difficulty, staring at the ground and saying affirmatively.

"Leonid, are you sure?"

Antonhi frowned, looked around vigilantly, and asked uncertainly, because the big high and second high were raised by Leonid himself, and he knew their living habits very well.

"Woohoo!"

The two Caucasian dogs, as if trying to prove the correctness of Leonid's words, barked even harder at the ground.

"I'm sure that the noses of the big and two high are more sensitive than the hounds, and they must have smelled something unusual if they didn't walk here and barked desperately. ”

Leonid looked at the performance of the two Caucasian dogs, strengthened his judgment, and replied categorically.

"But there's no trace of excavation on the ground, how can anyone be?"

A bearded strong man next to him said suspiciously.

"Da Gao and Second Gao will definitely not be wrong, Vitariye, are you doubting my judgment?"

Leonid said very unhappily.

"It's not suspicion, it's that it's so strange here, haven't you noticed? ”

Vitariye shrugged his shoulders and looked around with a confused look on his face.

"Lost, such a small wood...... Uh, God, what's going on?"

Leonid was about to make fun of him, but subconsciously glanced around, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed.

Antonxi also looked at it, his face instantly became vigilant, he reached out and took out the submachine gun on his back, and shouted loudly: "Vajim, Boris, where are you?"

It turned out that a group of more than 20 people came over, and only the three of them were left at this moment, and the small forest was filled with white mist, as if it had become an endless forest!

The sound echoed in the woods, but the three of them did not get any response, and the two Caucasian dogs roared more and more frantically, making the environment seem more and more eerie.

"Oh God, what the hell are we? Why is this all of a sudden? Vajim, Boris......"

Anton's eyes widened in horror, his throat shook violently, and he shouted loudly without giving up, but the more than twenty people under his command seemed to suddenly evaporate from the world, and did not get any response.