Dragon Vein Martial God

Right now, this gourd was doing everything it could to absorb his soul consciousness. Now, it wanted him to stop fighting with it? Didn't that mean he was sucked into the gourd all of a sudden?    

    

If he did not do it this way, Jiang Ting would truly be unable to think of any good methods, so he once again thought of Yi'er's words.    

    

Finally, Jiang Ting found the crux of the problem.    

    

When he first came in contact with the gourd, he did not think that the gourd would have any effect on his Spiritual Sense. When he first came in contact with the gourd, he did not think that the gourd would have any effect on his Spiritual Sense.    

    

And what Yi'er said just now, was to let her heart and mind be at peace.    

    

As the word drifted past his mind and heart, Jiang Ting finally had an epiphany.    

    

In fact, the allure of a gourd to him was ever-changing. When he thought of the people close to him, his heart would always be filled with boundless yearning. There was also an infinite number of possibilities, allowing his heart to calm down.    

    

Finally, Jiang Ting believed Yi'er's words.    

    

He slowly calmed his heart, making him no longer concentrate on the bottle gourd. Jiang Ting even made his Nine Transformation Dragon Arts slowly stop and no longer circulate.    

    

Actually, during this entire process, Jiang Ting's heart was a little nervous, as long as there was the slightest fluctuation in his state of mind, it would clearly be seen in Jiang Ting's mind.    

    

"Retreat!"    

    

In the end, Jiang Ting decided not to control his spirit sense anymore and stopped using all of his methods!    

    

A scene that Jiang Ting found strange appeared, that was, the bottle gourd was no longer attractive, Jiang Ting's consciousness just stood there!    

    

"Wait!"    

    

It didn't seem to be that simple!    

    

Right now, Jiang Ting could already feel that his own spirit sense, after going through such a process, had clearly changed. The Power of Divine Consciousness had become even stronger, at least the restrictions that he did not manage to find in this dimension had now become extremely clear.    

    

"Oh my god!"    

    

Jiang Ting was moved, maybe, this was his true unexpected gain?!    

    

When Jiang Ting opened his eyes, he was ecstatic!    

    

This was because not only had he climbed a step higher in the Power of Divine Consciousness, he had also broken through once again!    

    

Now, it was a real existence at the seventh floor of the Blood Refining Stage!    

    

with the seventh level of Blood Refining Stage, he was finally no longer afraid of that Dongfaang Hanke anymore. Even in front of Dongfaang Yunyi, he had more confidence to protect himself.    

    

After experiencing the result, Jiang Ting immediately cast his gaze at Yi'er.    

    

"Yi'er, you …"    

    

Before Jiang Ting could even finish speaking, his face tensed up.    

    

Because his soul consciousness had already become stronger, he heard a deep voice, "Yes, someone has moved the restrictions on my chariot."    

    

"Grandfather, let's go back and see what's going on!"    

    

The sounds of voices and footsteps drew closer.    

    

"Dongfaang Yunyi is here!"    

    

Flee!    

    

Right now, Jiang Ting did not care about Dongfaang Yunyi. Staying here was definitely courting death, Jiang Ting would never do something so brainless!    

    

"Yi'er, hurry up, open the curtain, we are leaving!"    

    

Jiang Ting was very glad that he had Yi'er, the little girl, to be able to pass through the Inhibition Formation so easily!    

    

Hearing Jiang Ting's words, Yi'er happily nodded her head, her two small hands continued to raise, in the blink of an eye, several restrictions were lifted by Yi'er.    

    

However, Jiang Ting almost went crazy.    

    

Yi'er was heading straight for him!    

    

"Yi'er, over here!"    

    

"There's no door over there!"    

    

"Let's jump out the window!"    

    

"Oh!"    

    

Yi'er returned and went straight to the big window of the chariot.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

"Crash!"    

    

Jiang Ting followed Yi'er to the window and punched him without hesitation. Great Brahma Dragon Fist!    

    

The window of the chariot shattered.    

    

Jiang Ting carried Yi'er and flew into the air. Then, with some luck from his Cloudsoaring Arts, he flew in the direction of the war chariot.    

    

Yi'er continued to smile sweetly, as she nestled into Jiang Ting's embrace, as if she wasn't worried at all.    

    

But, this Dongfaang Yunyi will not let Jiang Ting go just like that!    

    

He did not understand how this brat managed to escape from his talisman, but he knew one thing. Their Dongfaang Family had also suffered heavy injuries.    

    

"Wuxin, stop right there! This chief will tear you apart!"    

    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

    

A rumbling sound came from the sky as Jiang Ting scanned the area with his divine sense, and almost dropped to the ground.    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi was anxious, he had actually activated the chariot to chase after him.    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

A gigantic axe with the sound of wind breaking rolled towards Jiang Ting.    

    

The attack on the chariot was triggered.    

    

Jiang Ting hugged Yi'er tightly and quickly dodged to the side.    

    

"F * ck!"    

    

Originally, Jiang Ting thought that he could dodge it, but he was wrong. This was a Grade 9 Spirit Weapon, even the axe could change direction!    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Jiang Ting did not even put a tiny ninth grade spirit artifact in his eyes. He clenched his fist and raised his hand to block the axe.    

    

Right now, Exquisite Ring and Snow Jade Ring were also Jiang Ting's trump card.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

The axe that had been rolling in the air a moment ago was now damaged on the sharp edge of the axe. It had lost its spirituality and fell to the ground.    

    

After resolving the crisis with a punch, Jiang Ting continued to fly forward with all his might.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi only had one thought now, and that was to kill them unintentionally. It was not just because of this cultivation resource, but because he knew too many of his own thoughts and must die.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

One on the left and one on the right, two identical blades pressed down towards Jiang Ting at the same time.    

    

"Dang, dang, dang!"    

    

The two sounds seemed to overlap.    

    

Fast!    

    

It was as fast as lightning!    

    

He took advantage of the moment he turned around to punch out with his two rings to knock the two sabers to the ground!    

    

But just when Jiang Ting wanted to continue escaping, he cursed out loud.    

    

He really regretted not putting all the weapons in the chariot into his Exquisite Ring just now.    

    

Right now, this Dongfaang Yunyi was continuously using weapons to attack him, as if he did not need any money.    

    

"I think you can handle so many of my weapons!"    

    

At this moment, Dongfaang Yunyi was already standing on top of the chariot, and he was looking coldly at Jiang Ting.    

    

With regards to Dongfaang Yunyi's might, even after consecutively breaking through two levels, it was not able to completely suppress him.    

    

Jiang Ting activated the two storage rings, causing the space in his body to drop. The pressure was not much of a threat to him.    

    

Jiang Ting laughed coldly, "Then let me see how many weapons you have!"    

    

swish swish swish … *    

    

It covered the sky.    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi wanted to chop Jiang Ting into dumplings.    

    

This time, Jiang Ting hugged Yi'er with another hand, and with the other hand, he welcomed the weapons with a hand without any Exquisite Ring s or Snow Jade Ring s.    

    

He didn't clench his fists, but opened his palms.    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi didn't understand what this brat was trying to do, but he knew that doing so would only cost his life.    

    

"Big brother Wuxin!"    

    

Even Yi'er, who was in her embrace, cried out worriedly.    

    

Jiang Ting pursed his lips, his gaze looking at the incoming weapons.    

    

However, what was left behind was a shadow.    

    

That was speed, extremely fast.    

    

Jiang Ting's figure turned, his steps unceasingly retreating, as he rapidly retreated …    

    

What was left behind was not only a figure, but also a dark red page.    

    

Blood!    

    

At this moment, Jiang Ting's palm was already badly mangled, with blood dripping down one after another, leaving countless of blood droplets behind.    

    

The weapon brought with it the sound of wind breaking, and came to Jiang Ting's front, followed by Dongfaang Yunyi's chariot that carried the pressure of a stage seven Martial Lord!    

    

It looked desperate!    

    

However, the corner of Jiang Ting's lips still carried a confident smile.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Suddenly, Jiang Ting's lips moved slightly, as he spat out a word, looking a little strange.    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi couldn't even react to what he meant.    

    

But, an astonishing scene appeared. Originally, those extremely sharp weapons, Dongfaang Yunyi's weapons, had all stopped in mid air, suspended in mid-air without moving at all!    

    

"This …"    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi was stunned!    

    

"Retreat!"    

    

Jiang Ting said another word, and these weapons seemed to be able to understand his words.    

    

Swish!    

    

The hundred weapons, retreated with an overwhelming force, while they turned and rushed towards Dongfaang Yunyi!    

    

"You should have a taste of your own tricks!" Seeing that he had succeeded, Jiang Ting said a few more words and continued to run.    

    

Dongfaang Yunyi hurriedly flipped his palm, and the grade seven spirit weapon that he recognized as his master appeared in his hand. Naturally, these weapons could not cause any harm to him.    

    

However, what was wasted was time.    

    

After chasing for a while, he finally lost his target and started to curse in the direction Jiang Ting had disappeared to: "Don't let me see you again. If I do, I'll definitely tear you apart!"    

    

"Big brother, how did you tame those weapons!" Yi'er asked curiously.    

    

"Forge a blood contract!"    

    

Even though Jiang Ting had only spat out two words, he was actually a little mute and instantly formed a blood contract with hundreds of weapons, using up his spiritual sense. Even though Jiang Ting's Power of Divine Consciousness was powerful, but it still couldn't withstand such consumption.    

    

Yi'er looked up at Jiang Ting.    

    

Jiang Ting also lowered his head and laughed as he comforted Yi'er.    

    

In the blizzard, Yi'er was constantly squinting her eyes.    

    

Jiang Ting decisively took off his mask and helped Yi'er to wear it.    

    

The little girl didn't say anything, she just wore an inappropriate mask.    

    

On Jiang Ting's face, countless wounds appeared, and sometimes blood would fall on his own clothes, making him look extremely miserable.    

    

But Jiang Ting did not stop, only that the further he was far away, the safer it would be …    

    

After not sensing Dongfaang Yunyi's aura for an entire day, Jiang Ting finally stopped.    

    

Beside him, the wind was not as strong. There was no longer any blizzard.