Chapter 1127: Fire Transformation Magic Technique

For Ding Wanling, the oil bottle that followed behind, Mo Xuan and the others were quite impatient.

But there is no way, after all, this is arranged by Tang Pengcheng.

"Elder Ding, it's going to be hard to come out with us this time. ”

The group of people swept over Lieyang City and rushed in the direction of the Jiangliu Sword Sect, and along the way, Mo Xuan and the others were pretending to be polite.

Everyone exchanged a few words, and Mo Xuan suddenly asked, "Elder Ding has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

Ding Wanling said strangely, "Speak." ”

Mo Xuan said, "That's right, we have recently heard some rumors that your appearance is similar to Ding Hao, the great devil of the Demon Dao, and you are also surnamed Ding, so some people suspect that you have something to do with that big devil." ”

In fact, Ding Wanling had heard this rumor for a long time.

After all, he is Ding Hao's doppelganger, so his appearance is inevitably a bit like Ding Hao. Speaking of which, the first thing to mention was Shang Hai and Han Ying. Especially Han Ying, she often says that Ding Wanling is like Ding Hao, and when she says this, others think it is even more like.

Han Ying is not malicious, she is just straightforward.

This incident brought some troubles to Ding Wanling.

But it's not a big deal.

Because when Ding Wanling awakened the immortal root, it was Miao Xuanyue and Ye Wen who saw it with their own eyes, and there were so many Qingniu Village villagers to witness it, so Ding Wanling could deny his relationship with Ding Hao. In addition, Ding Wanling's birth parents also mentioned that this is even simpler, and the Zhengyuan patriarch personally said that Ding Wanling is the son of his later generation.

Then others can't say it, it's the descendant of the righteous path god like the Zhengyuan Patriarch, what else do you have to say?

As a result, these rumors were silenced.

However, Mo Xuan and they have ghosts in their hearts, and the more they look at Ding Wanling, the more they look like Ding Hao, so they can't help but be tempted.

Ding Wanling's flying treasure was a pair of fire wheels, he stepped on the fire wheels, and asked, "Who is the big devil Ding Hao?"

"You don't even know Ding Hao. Mo Xuan and the others were a little stunned.

Ding Wanling pretended to be stupid and said, "Elder Mo, don't look at me as a cultivator to the ninth layer of Yuanying, but I haven't been out yet! ”

"I see. Mo Xuan and the others were relieved, and he said, "Just now in the tavern at the foot of the mountain, I saw you and Song Qingshu, a drunkard, drinking, if he is drunk and talks nonsense to you, don't believe it." ”

"What can he tell me?" Ding Wanling continued to play dumb.

"Oh, hehe, no, no. Mo Xuan and the other three were relieved.

In fact, they have long been born from the side of the guts, and the position of the three of them already has a faint meaning of entrapping Ding Wanling. If Ding Wanling really knew what the exact news was, they would definitely kill the killer!

After all, Ding Wanling was only a ninth-level cultivator of the Yuan Infant Formation, but they had one Infant Transformation and two Yuan Infant Great Perfections! Any one of them could kill Ding Wanling with the strength to kill Ding Wanling alone! If the three of them shot at the same time, they would be even more unstoppable!

The alarm was lifted, and the four of them continued to fly, and here they had come to the Qingliu River, and along the Qingliu River was the direction of the Jiangliu Sword Sect.

In the era of the Great Demon Rebellion, trading was sluggish, and the river was also deserted.

Ding Wanling's eyes were cold, and he looked at one of the three people.

In fact, this time Mo Xuan and the others didn't trouble him, and he was also ready to take it down in person.

Originally, Ding Wanling wanted to startle the snake and make Mo Xuan nervous and make a move on Song Qingshu. But Mo Xuan is more cunning, and Ding Wanling doesn't have time to spend it with him. So this time, Ding Wanling and Mo Xuan came out, and they already had the purpose of doing it.

Now that the Qingliu River is inaccessible, it's time to do it!

Mo Xuan and the three of them, one of the old women, was the weakest in cultivation and strength, and it happened that this old woman was flying not far in front of Ding Wanling.

Ding Wanling said just do it, and with a wave of his big hand, a golden wire net suddenly opened, covering the old woman in mid-air!

"Non silk net!" "The world's formation contains the best non silk. The silk net in Ding Wanling's hand is all from the silk on the Ren tree, this is a net, and it is also a formation! When it was shrouded out, the old woman was suddenly trapped in the formation!

"What are you doing?" the old woman was shocked, she stood in the non-silk net, supporting the non-silk net with a spiritual power cover, she used teleportation, ineffective.

Mo Xuan and the other old man were also shocked, and immediately stopped, and said with a blank look in their eyes, "Elder Ding, what is your intention to suddenly attack Elder Chen?"

Ding Wanling's face turned cold, and he snorted coldly, "Don't you still understand? Song Qingshu has already confessed!"

"What?" Mo Xuan and the others were suddenly shocked, they were thieves, and after hearing that Song Qingshu confessed, they were all so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were confused.

Ding Wanling's words were actually just deceiving them, and now looking at their faces, he suddenly knew that he was right!

"What else do you have to say?" Ding Wanling shouted.

"This ......" Mo Xuan was in a mess.

However, the old woman who was covered by the silk mesh was thoughtful, and hurriedly said, "Mo Xuan, don't believe him! If Song Qingshu has really confessed, why didn't he report it to Tang Pengcheng?"

"Not bad. Mo Xuan's face turned around in an instant.

A smile appeared on his face, "Little beast, scare me! Song Qingshu confessed? It was really a joke, how could he confess? How dare he confess?" He waved his big hand, he and another monk had already sandwiched him from both sides, and he sneered, "Little beast, why are you investigating this matter? What does this matter have to do with you?" It seems that I still didn't guess wrong, you have an extraordinary relationship with Ding Hao's big devil, and now I want to overturn the case for him!"

Ding Wanling stood in mid-air and said, "I can't talk about overturning the case, I just want to ask, who killed a monk of the Luoyun Dao Sect? As far as I know, it is absolutely impossible for Ding Hao to do it!"

"Haha, you do. Mo Xuan said coldly, "Ding Hao's big devil, what can't he do?"

"Then what are you nervous about?" Ding Wanling hugged his arms and said, "I don't think this matter is as simple as you lying, you killed the people of the Falling Cloud Dao Sect!

"Then go to the underworld and think about it slowly!"

In Mo Xuan's eyes, there was already a killing machine.

If Ding Wanling survived, the threat to them would be too great! If Ding Wanling was killed, he would return to the Nine Spirits Dao Sect and say that he had secretly escaped, so it could be said that the gods did not know the ghosts!

"Kill!"

Mo Xuan was unceremonious, he didn't take Ding Wanling in his eyes.

He was an infant stage monk, his subordinate was a Yuan Infant Great Perfection, and Ding Wanling only had the ninth layer of Yuan Infant, so they could definitely kill Ding Wanling easily.

"Stupid boy, I usually see that you are very clever, and you actually chose such an inaccessible place to turn your face with us, haha, kill you here, no one knows!" As he spoke, Mo Xuan and another Yuanying Dacheng launched an attack at the same time.

Chop!

Both of them are sword-shaped natal divine weapons used, and Mo Xuan's is even more powerful, he turned out to be a pair of male and female swords. Coupled with another monk's emerald bamboo sword, there were a total of three natal divine swords, slashing at Ding Wanling from three directions.

When Mo Xuan and the others were doing casual cultivation, they worked hard outside, although they were ruthless, but the cooperation between the three of them was also intimate. These three swords, forming a triangle, trapped Ding Wanling in it, in order to kill with one sword!

"I really didn't expect this kid to be so stupid, a small Yuanying Ninth Layer, just want to turn his face with the three of us, it's really looking for death!" The other monk also had an eerie look on his face.

Ding Wanling's face was cold, "Shooting is a killing move, it seems that I really didn't guess wrong! Since this is the case, then I don't have to keep my hand!"

Ding Wanling shot at the old woman before, and did not use a killing move, but just captured her alive.

But now, these people have attacked him with all their might, so he doesn't have to be polite.

"Haha, your kid's cultivation is so much worse than ours, what hands do you still have?" Mo Xuan sneered, "You kid is really a rookie who has never been out, do you really think you have something great? It's just a nerd who can only cultivate in the Dao Sect, you actually want to calculate us? The means, methods, time, and place you choose are completely wrong, you idiot, you die!"

The three sharp swords have fallen on the top of Ding Wanling's head, and under these three sharp swords, Ding Wanling has no way to live.

But at this moment, Ding Wanling smiled faintly, "A baby becomes a layer, and a primordial baby is a great consummation." You all seem to have a higher cultivation than me, but your real strength, you are far worse than me! What are you, you want to kill me, it's a dream!"

Mo Xuan laughed, "Ding Wanling, you are so favored in the Dao Sect that you can't tell the difference between the south, the south, the north, and the west, do you think you are the best in the world? I am a big realm higher than you, and you want to kill me, it's really funny." ”

His laughter came to an abrupt end in the next second.

I saw that when the three sharp swords were cut down, Ding Wanling disappeared!

It wasn't completely gone, he turned into a flame!

The three sharp swords slashed into the flames, not causing any damage to Ding Wanling at all.

"What kind of exercise is this?" Mo Xuan and the others were shocked.

"This is the technique to kill you!"

Ding Wanlingsen's cold voice came from the flames.

And then.

With a bang, the fire ball in mid-air exploded and turned into a super huge fire ball!

And in this super huge fire ball, the burning flames made Mo Xuan and the others so familiar.

"Oh my God, this is the Blazing Sun Fire of Blazing Sun Mountain!"

"How is that possible? How did the Flame of the Sun get here?"

"Run, this flame is very powerful!"

Mo Xuan and the other monk were so frightened that they turned around and fled, leaving the old woman who had been left behind in the silk net.

The old woman shouted, "Save me, save me!"

"You can do it yourself!" Mo Xuanxin said, who would have thought that this little beast would get the flames of Lieyang Mountain here? If you stay in this flame, you will be burned to death!

"Want to escape?" In the midst of the flames, a smile appeared on Ding Wanling's face, "I have refined so many Sun Fires, and I have never used them, so I will try my hand at the Flame Magic Trick today!"

Boom! The flames burst out again!