An uncontrollable madness, like a hot flame, burned within Ding Hao's body, like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years by the original brew and was about to break through the suppression of the earth's crust and erupt crazily.
Ding Hao subconsciously urged the magic sword, Rusty Sword.
Fight!
Even if he dies, he must kill the Third Son of God.
He must die!
Ding Hao's pupils turned completely blood red at this moment.
This is a sign of becoming possessed.
At the moment when the lightning was speaking, the technique suddenly started to run crazily in Ding Hao's body automatically, and his consciousness suddenly fluctuated violently, as if he was trying to suppress something, and then the last trace of clear thoughts in his heart crossed the sea of consciousness. , like a bolt of lightning that shattered the darkness, causing Ding Hao to pause slightly.
wrong!
Something is wrong!
Ding Hao instinctively felt something was wrong.
This prevented him from taking action immediately.
Then the next moment, another thing happened that no one expected.
At the bow of the big ship, the smile on Shi Shenzi's face solidified, and he supported Ding Shengtan in shock.
An extremely strange expression appeared on his face.
That was anything but joy.
Not excited either.
But an accident.
It's a surprise.
It was a shock.
It's... a trace of panic.
"You...how do you know...impossible." The Ten God Sons supported Ding Shengtan, and immediately urged the profound energy to be injected into Ding Shengtan's body to heal his injuries. He looked at the Three God Sons with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and spoke. His voice trembled.
"Haha, although I haven't seen my eldest brother in sixteen years, I will not be deceived by an impostor. Tenth brother, your idea is too naive." Ding Xinghua's mouth curved with a hint of contempt, with a hint of disdain. He smiled mockingly.
Counterfeit
These three were like thunder that destroyed the world, violently exploding in everyone's mind.
Wu Feng and the other white-robed soldiers were stunned.
Ding Bu San Ding Bu Si was stunned.
Countless masters and soldiers of the black armored army were stunned.
The strong men from all forces were stunned.
Ding Hao was also stunned.
Pretending to be… a fake
Is that Ding Shengtan... fake
This accident made everyone, including Ding Hao, stunned. They originally thought that the Third God Son betrayed the Great God Son, but unexpectedly, something like this happened, attracting countless strong men and armies, and causing the entire Eastern Continent to whirlpool and undercurrent. Ding Shengtan turned out to be an impostor, and it seemed that the Ten Gods had known this truth before.
Countless thoughts flashed through Ding Hao's mind.
He suddenly understood why he had always felt that something was wrong.
Yes, this Ding Shengtan did not make him feel that kind of strong bloodline affection, and the power of bloodline in his body did not respond at all. All the emotions he had before were all caused by the name Ding Shengtan, but he only subconsciously Thinking that he was his father, the emotions accumulated over the years were too strong and uncontrollable to burst out.
This is a conditioned reflex.
Rather than an instinct that comes from deep within the blood.
Now everything can be explained.
Why did the Shenting army track all the way to the Shiwanda Mountains so accurately? It was as if they had known that Ding Busi and others would come here, and laid out layers of ambushes and defenses around the Shiwanda Mountains. It turned out that it had always been This fake Ding Shengtan was delivering messages, leaving clues, and leading the army here.
A powerful man in the divine realm was asked to impersonate Ding Shengtan, and he really simulated the essence of the spirit and deceived too many people.
Ding Busan and Ding Busi would never have thought that the man who attracted the pursuers was actually the uncle they had saved after all the hard work.
Why did Shenting do this
Yes, it is necessary to draw out those forces, forces, and strong men who are secretly loyal to their father and have been secretly accumulating strength for these years to wait for his father's return, to the light, to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and to gather them together. Destroy it in one fell swoop and accomplish your task in one battle.
What a cruel method.
…
"Cough cough cough... Poof!"
The fake Ding Shengtan stood at the bow of the large ship, his limbs broken.
He gradually regained some vitality, his face was as gray as withered, his eyes were full of doubts and confusion, he looked at the third god son Ding Xinghua, and said with difficulty: "How did you find out? I spent a whole ten years. It took time to imitate him, listen to what he said, imitate his behavior, study his character, and figure out his past preferences... Later, even I had hallucinations and felt that I was Ding Shengtan. How could you find out? "
"What you imitate is not real after all." San Shenzi said with a faint smile: "You have only used it for ten years, and I have been following my elder brother since I was sensible, practicing, eating, resting, fighting, drinking, playing, training... I spent the first half of my life with my eldest brother. He is my relative, and his body has the same blood as mine. I understand him deeply. You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me."
"I see." The fake Ding Sheng sighed and said, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. Back then, the Three God Sons were also powerful figures in the world, and the Western Yu clan were frightened by the news. If it weren't for the great God Son and the current God Emperor's light, they were too bright. , covering up your brilliance, Third God Son, you can be regarded as a peerless genius for thousands of years, I shouldn't underestimate you."
The Third God Son looked calm and calm.
"I made a mistake this time, and I deserve to die." The fake Ding Shengtan sighed slightly, six rays of light circulated in his broken body, and his appearance and body shape changed dramatically, transforming into a tall, slender figure with a face like Guanyu, a middle-aged man with a slender expression, can be considered handsome and elegant. When he was young, he was also a famous figure.
"It turns out it's you." The Third God's pupils narrowed and he said regretfully: "Shi Yihuang was a famous knight in the Eastern Continent ten years ago. He had three thousand swords in his hands and could travel thousands of miles... A person like you could actually do that. Serve for the false god emperor? What a pity, you are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?"
Some people in the surrounding crowd recognized the true identity of this elegant middle-aged man.
Shi Yihuang was a legendary figure ten years ago. He claimed to have three thousand swords in his hand and defeated countless master swordsmen. He was so powerful that some even called him the best swordsman on the East Road. He was regarded as the most powerful swordsman in the Eastern Continent. Among the geniuses of the human race, he was the young leader with the greatest potential to challenge the two arrogant sons of the gods and the thirteen sons of gods at that time. Moreover, Shi Yihuang was impatient for justice and hated evil as much as he hated evil. He would do what he said and would make a huge promise. He could be regarded as a remarkable man. He was a once famous figure.
But ten years ago, just when his reputation was at its peak, he suddenly disappeared without any news.
Many people speculated that he might have died.
I didn't expect to appear today on such an occasion.
Shi Yihuang did not answer the sigh of the three gods.
The wind blew and lifted his long black hair.
He slowly sat down, crossed his legs on the bow of the big ship, closed his eyes, his face was calm, and he was running Xuan Gong, and the sound of clanging swords came from his body, and said: "Ten God Son, please go back and tell Thirteen Son of God, the favor I, Shi Yihuang, owe to him has now been repaid, and from now on, we will not owe each other anything... I can finally stand freely in this world again."
Shi Shenzi's expression changed.
The next moment, the sound of clanking swords in Shi Yihuang's body became clearer and clearer, like dragons roaring in the void, and bright brilliance burst out from his body.
"From now on, I will be in charge of my world." He sighed softly,
In this sigh, there is both emotion about the wasted time and the toll that has been taken on people, and also the relief of relief.
But I heard him speak loudly and generously: "I, Shi Yihuang, have traveled across the Eastern Continent all my life, and I have never done anything wrong to the heavens and justice. The sword in my hand has never been handed out to the kind and weak. I am worthy of the sky, and I am not humbled by the earth. Only this time I pretend to be the Great Son of God... Third Son of God, thank you for this palm, which frees me from this."
The words have not yet finished.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless rays of sword light erupted from his body, directly cutting through the void, like an endless rain of light, flowing in all directions. Even a strong man in the divine realm could not stop such a rain of lightsabers. In the blink of an eye, all The lightsaber disappeared into the void,
Shi Yihuang's figure was still sitting cross-legged on the bow of the ship.
There was a smile on his lips.
The body has become stiff.
"Three Thousand Absolute Swords, those who are destined to get them will get them."
These were the last words left in this world by this once peerless talent.
The words have not yet finished.
boom!
Amidst the soft sound, Shi Yihuang's body cracked open like a broken sand sculpture, turning into fine and dense grains of sand, which spread everywhere with the wind, permeating this strange and winding human race's great rivers and mountains. From then on, it disappeared between heaven and earth.
A powerful man in the divine realm fell.
For a moment, no one knew what to say.
A tragic atmosphere permeated the space between heaven and earth.
This once all-powerful genius came to an end in such a way, drawing the end of his legendary life, which is both sighing and awe-inspiring.
Even Ding Hao felt sorry for Shi Yihuang at this moment.
This is indeed an upright hypocrite. Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, he owed favor to the false God Emperor. Because he valued his promise and repaid kindness, he was forced to do such a thing. Thinking about it, he has often done this over the years. He was suffering all the time, but as he said, the palm of the Third God Son really helped him to escape.
Sanshenzi also shook his head gently.
It was truly a fate. If it hadn't been for that battle sixteen years ago, and the Divine Court had embarked on a dark path from then on, perhaps a genius like Shi Yihuang could have become friends.
"He is an outstanding person." Ding Busan, who had always been silent, spoke up and made this comment.
"I'm not as good as him." Ding Busi also sighed -
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